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Thus have you herd our cause, and known our means, And my most noble friends, I pray you all Speak plainly your opinions of our Hope's, And first Lord Marshal, what say you to it? Here stand, my lords, and send discoverers forth To know the numbers of our enemies: 'Tis well done, My friends and brothers (in these great aff ires) I must acquaint you, that I have received New dated letters from Northumberland, Their cold intent, tenure, and substance thus: Here does he wish his person, with such powers, As might hold sortance with his quality, The which he could not levy: whereupon He is retired to ripe his growing Fortune's, To Scotland, and concludes in hearty prayers, That your attempts may overlive the hazard And fearful meeting of their opposite. What well appointed Leader fronts us here? Say on my lord of Westmoreland in peace, What does concern your coming? My brother General, the common wealth To brother born and household cruelty, I make my quarrel in particular. Then take, my lord of Westmoreland, this schedule, For this contains our general grievances, Each several article herein redressed. All members of our cause both here and hence, That are ensinewed to this Actium, Acquitted by a true substantial form, And present execution of our wills, To us and our purposes confined, We come within our awful banks again, And knit our powers to the arm of peace. My lord, we will do so. 'Tis very true, And therefore be assure, my good Lord Marshal, If we do now make our atonement well, Our peace will Like a broken limb united, Grow stronger for the breaking. Good my Lord of Lancaster, I am not here against your father's peace, But as I told my lord of Westmoreland, The time misordered does in common sense, 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 Hidra, son of war is born, Whose dangerous eyes may well be charmed asleep, With grant of our most joust, and right desires, And true obedience of this madness cured, Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty. I take your princely word for these redresses, I give it you, and will maintain my word, And thereupon I drink unto your grace. To you my noble lord of Westmoreland. I do not doubt you. Believe me I am passing light in spirit. A peace is of the nature of a conquest, For then both parties nobly are subdued, And neither party looser. Go, good Lord Hastings, And ere they be dismissed, let them march by. enter Westmoreland. will you thus break your faith? 'Tis very true lord Bardolf, for indeed It was young Hotspurs cause at Shrewsbury. That he should draw his several strengths together, And come against us in full puissance, Needs not to be dreaded. Shall we go draw our numbers, and set on? What is this forest called? Wherefore do I this? so the question stands: Briefly, to this end we are all diseased: The dangers of the day's but newly gone, Whose memory is written on the earth, With yet appearing blood, and the examples Of every minutes instance (present now,) Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms, Not to break peace or any branch of it, But to establish here a peace indeed, Concurring both in name and quality. No, no, my lord, note this, the King is weary Of dainty and such picking grievances, For he hath found, to end one doubt by death, Revives two greater in the heirs of life: And therefore will he wipe his tables clean, And keep no tell tale to his memory, That may repeat, and history his lose, To new remembrance: for full well he knows, He cannot so precisely weed this land, As his misdoubts present occasion, His foes are so enrooted with his friends, That plucking to unfix and enemy, He does unfasten so, and shake a friend, So that this land, Like and offensive wife, That hath enraged him on to offer strokes, As he is striking, holds his infant up, And hangs resolved correction in the arm, That was upreared to execution. Before, and greet his grace (my lord) we come. Against ill chances men are ever merry, But heaviness foreruns the good event.
Plot summary
Plot — 2 Henry the Fourth
After the battle of Shrewsbury, there are contradictory rumours abroad as to the outcome: some say that the King and his son have vanquished Lord Hotspur of Lancaster, whereas in fact they won. Now Lord John of Lancaster is travelling north with a power, including Sir John Falstaff, to crush the regrouping remnants of the Percy rebellion. Mistress Quickly tries to have Falstaff arrested for debt, while threatens to prevent him setting out for London, but he talks his way out of it. Back from a military expedition in Wales, Prince Henry and Poins disguise themselves as drawers and eavesdrop on Falstaff’s conversation: he says uncomplimentary things about them, but Falstaff excuses himself inventively when confronted. Northumberland’s family persuade him to flee to Scotland rather than join the other northern rebels. Falstaff musters troops in Gloucestershire, but the best men bribe their way out, leaving him with the least suitable soldiers. Prince John sees the rebels and agrees to redress their grievances if they disband their army; but when they do so, he has them arrested for treason. Falstaff arrives in the north late, but meets the rebel Sir John Colville, who promptly surrenders without a fight, having heard Falstaff’s reputation. Prince John returns to court, but Falstaff goes via Gloucestershire to visit Justice Shallow. The sickly King prepares for death, and worries about the kingdom’s future in the hands of his eldest son. News arrives of the defeat of all the rebels. Prince Henry finds his father asleep with the crown beside him, and, thinking him dead, tries it on. The King wakes to find his crown gone. Brought back, the Prince excuses himself, and the King gives deathbed advice: he should pursue an aggressive foreign policy to distract from internal dissent. He dies in the Jerusalem chamber, fulfilling a prophecy that he will die in Jerusalem. Henry V is not the King everyone expected the Prince to be. He confirms in office the Lord Chief Justice, who had imprisoned him for his misdemeanours. Pistol brings to Gloucestershire news of his accession, and Falstaff anticipates power for himself and his associates. He is disappointed: when he accosts the King at his coronation, Henry refuses to acknowledge him, and banishes him — though with a pension to ensure that poverty does not lead him back into crime. Falstaff is convinced that this is only a public show of rejection, which will later be countermanded in private; but in fact he and his crew…