Henry VIII
Act I, Act 1 Prologue
Prologue
1 - 32- I come no more to make you laugh; things now
 - That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
 - Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe:
 - Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,
 - We now present. Those that can pity, here
 - May (if they think it well) let fall a tear;
 - The subject will deserve it. Such as give
 - Their money out of hope they may believe,
 - May here find truth too. Those that come to see
 - Only a show or two, and so agree
 - The play may pass, if they be still and willing,
 - I’ll undertake may see away their shilling
 - Richly in two short hours. Only they
 - That come to hear a merry, bawdy play,
 - A noise of targets, or to see a fellow
 - In a long motley coat guarded with yellow,
 - Will be deceiv’d. For, gentle hearers, know,
 - To rank our chosen truth with such a show
 - As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting
 - Our own brains and the opinion that we bring
 - To make that only true we now intend,
 - Will leave us never an understanding friend.
 - Therefore, for goodness sake, and as you are known
 - The first and happiest hearers of the town,
 - Be sad, as we would make ye. Think ye see
 - The very persons of our noble story
 - As they were living. Think you see them great,
 - And follow’d with the general throng and sweat
 - Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see
 - How soon this mightiness meets misery;
 - And if you can be merry then, I’ll say
 - A man may weep upon his wedding-day.
 


 
  
