The Second Part of Henry the Fourth: ACT IV , SCENE II. Another part of the forest.

The Second Part of Henry the Fourth: ACT IV


	Introduction

	INDUCTION

	ACT I

	ACT II

	ACT III

	ACT IV

		SCENE I. Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.

		SCENE II. Another part of the forest.

		SCENE III. Another part of the forest.

		SCENE IV. Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.

		SCENE V. Another chamber.

	ACT V

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SCENE II. Another part of the forest.

Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, attended; afterwards the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, HASTINGS, and others: from the other side, Prince John of LANCASTER, and WESTMORELAND; Officers, and others with them

LANCASTER

      You are well encounter'd here, my cousin Mowbray:
      Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop;
      And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all.
      My Lord of York, it better show'd with you
5     When that your flock, assembled by the bell,
      Encircled you to hear with reverence
      Your exposition on the holy text
      Than now to see you here an iron man,
      Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum,
10    Turning the word to sword and life to death.
      That man that sits within a monarch's heart,
      And ripens in the sunshine of his favour,
      Would he abuse the countenance of the king,
      Alack, what mischiefs might he set abrooch
15    In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord bishop,
      It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken
      How deep you were within the books of God?
      To us the speaker in his parliament;
      To us the imagined voice of God himself;
20    The very opener and intelligencer
      Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven
      And our dull workings. O, who shall believe
      But you misuse the reverence of your place,
      Employ the countenance and grace of heaven,
25    As a false favourite doth his prince's name,
      In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up,
      Under the counterfeited zeal of God,
      The subjects of his substitute, my father,
      And both against the peace of heaven and him
30    Have here up-swarm'd them.

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

      Good my Lord of Lancaster,
      I am not here against your father's peace;
      But, as I told my lord of Westmoreland,
      The time misorder'd doth, in common sense,
35    Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form,
      To hold our safety up. I sent your grace
      The parcels and particulars of our grief,
      The which hath been with scorn shoved from the court,
      Whereon this Hydra son of war is born;
40    Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleep
      With grant of our most just and right desires,
      And true obedience, of this madness cured,
      Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty.

MOWBRAY

If not, we ready are to try our fortunes
45 To the last man.

HASTINGS

      And though we here fall down,
      We have supplies to second our attempt:
      If they miscarry, theirs shall second them;
      And so success of mischief shall be born
50    And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up
      Whiles England shall have generation.

LANCASTER

You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow,
To sound the bottom of the after-times.

WESTMORELAND

Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly
55 How far forth you do like their articles.

LANCASTER

      I like them all, and do allow them well,
      And swear here, by the honour of my blood,
      My father's purposes have been mistook,
      And some about him have too lavishly
60    Wrested his meaning and authority.
      My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd;
      Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you,
      Discharge your powers unto their several counties,
      As we will ours: and here between the armies
65    Let's drink together friendly and embrace,
      That all their eyes may bear those tokens home
      Of our restored love and amity.

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

I take your princely word for these redresses.

LANCASTER

I give it you, and will maintain my word:
70 And thereupon I drink unto your grace.

HASTINGS

      Go, captain, and deliver to the army
      This news of peace: let them have pay, and part:
      I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain.

Exit Officer

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland.

WESTMORELAND

75    I pledge your grace; and, if you knew what pains
      I have bestow'd to breed this present peace,
      You would drink freely: but my love to ye
      Shall show itself more openly hereafter.

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

I do not doubt you.

WESTMORELAND

80 I am glad of it.
Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray.

MOWBRAY

You wish me health in very happy season;
For I am, on the sudden, something ill.

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

Against ill chances men are ever merry;
85 But heaviness foreruns the good event.

WESTMORELAND

      Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow
      Serves to say thus, 'some good thing comes
      to-morrow.'

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

Believe me, I am passing light in spirit.

MOWBRAY

90 So much the worse, if your own rule be true.

Shouts within

LANCASTER

The word of peace is render'd: hark, how they shout!

MOWBRAY

This had been cheerful after victory.

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

      A peace is of the nature of a conquest;
      For then both parties nobly are subdued,
95    And neither party loser.

LANCASTER

Go, my lord,
And let our army be discharged too.

Exit WESTMORELAND

      And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains
      March, by us, that we may peruse the men
100   We should have coped withal.

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

Go, good Lord Hastings,
And, ere they be dismissed, let them march by.

Exit HASTINGS

LANCASTER

I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together.

Re-enter WESTMORELAND

Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?

WESTMORELAND

105 The leaders, having charge from you to stand,
Will not go off until they hear you speak.

LANCASTER

They know their duties.

Re-enter HASTINGS

HASTINGS

      My lord, our army is dispersed already;
      Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses
110   East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,
      Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place.

WESTMORELAND

      Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the which
      I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:
      And you, lord archbishop, and you, Lord Mowbray,
115   Of capitol treason I attach you both.

MOWBRAY

Is this proceeding just and honourable?

WESTMORELAND

Is your assembly so?

ARCHBISHOP OF YORK

Will you thus break your faith?

LANCASTER

      I pawn'd thee none:
120   I promised you redress of these same grievances
      Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,
      I will perform with a most Christian care.
      But for you, rebels, look to taste the due
      Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours.
125   Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
      Fondly brought here and foolishly sent hence.
      Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray:
      God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day.
      Some guard these traitors to the block of death,
130   Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath.

Exeunt

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