DUKE OF EXETER, Uncle to the King.

DUKE OF YORK, Cousin to the King.

EARLS OF SALISBURY, WESTMORELAND, AND WARWICK.

ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY.

BISHOP OF ELY.

EARL OF CAMBRIDGE,

LORD SCROOP,

SIR THOMAS GREY,

Conspirators against the King.

SIR THOMAS ERPINGHAM, GOWER, FLUELLEN, MACMORRIS, JAMY, Officers in King Henry's army.

BATES, COURT, WILLIAMS, Soldiers in the same.

NYM, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, formerly Servants to Falstaff, nou Soldiers in the same.

BOY, Servant to them.

A HERALD.

CHORUS.

CHARLES THE SIXTH, King of France.

LEWIS, the Dauphin.

DUKES OF BURGUNDY, ORLEANS, AND Bourbon.

THE CONSTABLE OF FRANCE.

RAMBURES AND GRANDPREE, French Lords.

GOVERNOR OF HARFLEUR.

MONTJOY, a French Herald

AMBASSADORS TO THE KING OF ENGLAND.

ISABEL, Queen of France.

KATHARINE, Daughter of Charles and Isabel.

ALICE, a Lady attending on the Princess Katharine.

QUICKLY, Pistol's Wife, an Hostess.

Lords, Ladies, Officers, French and English Soldiers,
Messengers, and Attendants.

THE SCENE, at the beginning of the play, lies in England. but afterwards wholly in France.

Enter CHORUS.

O, for a muse of fire that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention!
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,

And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,
Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire,
Crouch for employment. But pardon, gentles all,
The flat unraised spirit, that hath dar'd,
On this unworthy scaffold, to bring forth
So great an object: Can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France, or may we cram
Within the wooden (),' the very casques,"
That did affright the air at Agincourt?
O, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest, in little place, a million;
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces work:
Suppose, within the girdle of these walls,
Are now confin'd two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous, narrow ocean parts asunder.
Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts,
Into a thousand parts divide one man,
And make imaginary puissance:

Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them
Painting their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth:
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times;
Turning the accomplishment of many years
Into an hour-glass; For the which supply,
Admit me Chorus to this history;

Who, prologue like, your humble patience pray,
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.

1 An allusion to the circular form of the theatre.
3 Powers of fancy.

2 Helmets.

ACT L

SCENE I-LONDON. An Ante-chamber in the
KING'S Palace.

Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY, and BISHOP
OF ELY.

Canterbury. My lord, I'll tell you,-that self bill is urg'd,

Which, in the eleventh year o' the last king's reign,
Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd,

But that the scambling and unquiet time

Did push it out of further question.

If it pass

Ely. But how, my lord, shall we resist it now?
Canterbury. It must be thought on.
against us,

We lose the better half of our possession:
For all the temporal lands, which men devour
By testament have given to the church,

Would they strip from us; being valued thus,-
As much as would maintain, to the king's honour,
Full fifteen earls, and fifteen hundred knights;
Six thousand and two hundred good esquires;
And, to relief of lazars, and weak age,

Of indigent faint souls, past corporal toil,
A hundred alms-houses, right well supplied;

And to the coffers of the king beside,

A thousand pounds by the year: Thus runs the bill. Ely. This would drink deep.

Canterbury.

"Twould drink the cup and all.

Ely. But what prevention?

Canterbury. The king is full of grace and fair regard. Ely. And a true lover of the holy church.

Canterbury. The courses of his youth promis'd it

not.

The breath no sooner left his father's body,
But that his wildness, mortified in him,
Seem'd to die too: yea, at that very moment,

Consideration like an angel came,

And whipp'd the offending Adam out of him;
Leaving his body as a paradise,

To envelop and contain celestial spirits.
Never was such a sudden scholar made:
Never came reformation in a flood,
With such a heady current, scouring faults;
Nor never hydra-headed wilfulness

So soon did lose his seat, and all at once,
As in this king.

Ely.

We are blessed in the change.
Canterbury. Hear him but reason in divinity,
And, all-admiring, with an inward wish

You would desire, the king were made a prelate:
Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs,

You would say, it hath been all-in-all his study:
List' his discourse of war, and you shall hear
A fearful battle rendered you in musick:
Turn him to any cause of policy,

The Gordian knot of it he will unloose,
Familiar as his garter; that, when he speaks,
The air, a charter'd libertine, is still,
And the mute wonder lurketh in men's ears,
To steal his sweet and honeyed sentences;
So that the art and practick part of life
Must be the mistress to this theorick:

Which is a wonder, how his grace should glean it,
Since his addiction was to courses vain:

His companies unletter'd, rude, and shallow;
His hours fill'd up with riots, banquets, sports;
And never noted in him any study,

Any retirement, any sequestration

From open haunts and popularity.

Ely. The strawberry grows underneath the nettle; And wholesome berries thrive and ripen best, Neighbour'd by fruit of baser quality:

And so the prince obscur'd his contemplation
Under the veil of wildness; which, no doubt,

Listen to.

Grew like the summer grass, fastest by night,
Unseen, yet crescive2 in his faculty.

Canterbury. It must be so: for miracles are ceas'd
And therefore we must needs admit the means,
How things are perfected.

Ely.

But, my good lord,
How now for mitigation of this bill

Urg'd by the commons? Doth his majesty
Incline to it, or no?

Canterbury.

He seems indifferent,
Or, rather, swaying more upon our part,
Than cherishing the exhibiters against us:
For I have made an offer to his majesty,-
Upon our spiritual convocation;

And in regard of causes now in hand,
Which I have open'd to his grace at large,
As touching France,—to give a greater sum
Than ever at one time the clergy yet
Did to his predecessors part withal.

Ely. How did this offer seem receiv'd, my lord?
Canterbury. With good acceptance of his majesty;
Save, that there was not time enough to hear
(As, I perceiv'd, his grace would fain have done,)
The severals, and unhidden passages,

Of his true titles to some certain dukedoms;
And, generally, the crown and seat of France,
Deriv'd from Edward, his great grandfather.

Ely. What was the impediment that broke this off!
Canterbury. The French ambassador, upon that in-

stant,

Crav'd audience: and the hour, I think, is come,
To give him hearing: Is it four o'clock?

Ely.

It is.

Canterbury. Then go we in, to know his embassy; Which I could, with a ready guess, declare,

Before the Frenchman speak a word of it.

Ely. I'll wait upon you; and I long to hear it.

* Increasing.

[Exeunt.