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Henry IV, Pt. 2: Act 4, Scene 5

Henry IV, Pt. 2
Act 4, Scene 5

Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.

King Henry the Fourth

1 - 3
  1. Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends,
  2. Unless some dull and favorable hand
  3. Will whisper music to my weary spirit.

Earl of Warwick

4
  1. Call for the music in the other room.

King Henry the Fourth

5
  1. Set me the crown upon my pillow here.

Duke of Clarence

6
  1. His eye is hollow, and he changes much.

Earl of Warwick

7
  1. Less noise, less noise!
  1. Enter Prince Harry.

Prince Henry

9
  1.                         Who saw the Duke of Clarence?

Duke of Clarence

10
  1. I am here, brother, full of heaviness.

Prince Henry

11 - 12
  1. How now, rain within doors, and none abroad?
  2. How doth the King?

Duke of Gloucester

13
  1. Exceeding ill.

Prince Henry

14 - 15
  1.                Heard he the good news yet?
  2. Tell it him.

Duke of Gloucester

16
  1. He alt’red much upon the hearing it.

Prince Henry

17
  1. If he be sick with joy, he’ll recover without physic.

Earl of Warwick

18 - 19
  1. Not so much noise, my lords. Sweet Prince, speak low,
  2. The King your father is dispos’d to sleep.

Duke of Clarence

20
  1. Let us withdraw into the other room.

Earl of Warwick

21
  1. Will’t please your Grace to go along with us?

Prince Henry

22 - 52
  1. No, I will sit and watch here by the King.
  2. Exeunt all but the Prince.
  3. Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow,
  4. Being so troublesome a bedfellow?
  5. O polish’d perturbation! Golden care!
  6. That keep’st the ports of slumber open wide
  7. To many a watchful night, sleep with it now!
  8. Yet not so sound, and half so deeply sweet,
  9. As he whose brow with homely biggen bound
  10. Snores out the watch of night. O majesty!
  11. When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit
  12. Like a rich armor worn in heat of day,
  13. That scald’st with safety. By his gates of breath
  14. There lies a downy feather which stirs not.
  15. Did he suspire, that light and weightless down
  16. Perforce must move. My gracious lord! My father!
  17. This sleep is sound indeed, this is a sleep
  18. That from this golden rigol hath divorc’d
  19. So many English kings. Thy due from me
  20. Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood,
  21. Which nature, love, and filial tenderness
  22. Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously.
  23. My due from thee is this imperial crown,
  24. Which as immediate from thy place and blood,
  25. Derives itself to me.
  26. Puts on the crown.
  27.                       Lo where it sits,
  28. Which God shall guard; and put the world’s whole strength
  29. Into one giant arm, it shall not force
  30. This lineal honor from me. This from thee
  31. Will I to mine leave, as ’tis left to me.
  1. Exit.

King Henry the Fourth

54
  1. Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence!
  1. Enter Warwick, Gloucester, Clarence, and the rest.

Duke of Clarence

56
  1.                                Doth the King call?

Earl of Warwick

57
  1. What would your Majesty? How fares your Grace?

King Henry the Fourth

58
  1. Why did you leave me here alone, my lords?

Duke of Clarence

59 - 60
  1. We left the Prince my brother here, my liege,
  2. Who undertook to sit and watch by you.

King Henry the Fourth

61 - 62
  1. The Prince of Wales, where is he? Let me see him.
  2. He is not here.

Earl of Warwick

63
  1. This door is open, he is gone this way.

Duke of Gloucester

64
  1. He came not through the chamber where we stay’d.

King Henry the Fourth

65
  1. Where is the crown? Who took it from my pillow?

Earl of Warwick

66
  1. When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here.

King Henry the Fourth

67 - 91
  1. The Prince hath ta’en it hence. Go seek him out.
  2. Is he so hasty that he doth suppose
  3. My sleep my death?
  4. Find him, my Lord of Warwick, chide him hither.
  5. Exit Warwick.
  6. This part of his conjoins with my disease,
  7. And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you are!
  8. How quickly nature falls into revolt
  9. When gold becomes her object!
  10. For this the foolish over-careful fathers
  11. Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care,
  12. Their bones with industry;
  13. For this they have engrossed and pil’d up
  14. The cank’red heaps of strange-achieved gold;
  15. For this they have been thoughtful to invest
  16. Their sons with arts and martial exercises;
  17. When like the bee tolling from every flower
  18. The virtuous sweets,
  19. Our thighs pack’d with wax, our mouths with honey,
  20. We bring it to the hive, and like the bees,
  21. Are murd’red for our pains. This bitter taste
  22. Yields his engrossments to the ending father.
  23. Enter Warwick.
  24. Now, where is he that will not stay so long
  25. Till his friend sickness have determin’d me?

Earl of Warwick

92 - 97
  1. My lord, I found the Prince in the next room,
  2. Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks,
  3. With such a deep demeanor in great sorrow
  4. That tyranny, which never quaff’d but blood,
  5. Would, by beholding him, have wash’d his knife
  6. With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither.

King Henry the Fourth

98 - 101
  1. But wherefore did he take away the crown?
  2. Enter Prince Harry.
  3. Lo where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry.
  4. Depart the chamber, leave us here alone.
  1. Exeunt Warwick and the rest.

Prince Henry

103
  1. I never thought to hear you speak again.

King Henry the Fourth

104 - 149
  1. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought:
  2. I stay too long by thee, I weary thee.
  3. Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair
  4. That thou wilt needs invest thee with my honors
  5. Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth,
  6. Thou seek’st the greatness that will overwhelm thee.
  7. Stay but a little, for my cloud of dignity
  8. Is held from falling with so weak a wind
  9. That it will quickly drop; my day is dim.
  10. Thou hast stol’n that which after some few hours
  11. Were thine without offense, and at my death
  12. Thou hast seal’d up my expectation.
  13. Thy life did manifest thou lov’dst me not,
  14. And thou wilt have me die assur’d of it.
  15. Thou hid’st a thousand daggers in thy thoughts,
  16. Whom thou hast whetted on thy stony heart
  17. To stab at half an hour of my life.
  18. What, canst thou not forbear me half an hour?
  19. Then get thee gone, and dig my grave thyself,
  20. And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear
  21. That thou art crowned, not that I am dead.
  22. Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse
  23. Be drops of balm to sanctify thy head;
  24. Only compound me with forgotten dust;
  25. Give that which gave thee life unto the worms,
  26. Pluck down my officers, break my decrees,
  27. For now a time is come to mock at form.
  28. Harry the Fifth is crown’d! Up, vanity!
  29. Down, royal state! All you sage counsellors, hence!
  30. And to the English court assemble now,
  31. From every region, apes of idleness!
  32. Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum!
  33. Have you a ruffin that will swear, drink, dance,
  34. Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit
  35. The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
  36. Be happy, he will trouble you no more.
  37. England shall double gild his treble guilt,
  38. England shall give him office, honor, might;
  39. For the fifth Harry from curb’d license plucks
  40. The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog
  41. Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent.
  42. O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows!
  43. When that my care could not withhold thy riots,
  44. What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?
  45. O, thou wilt be a wilderness again,
  46. Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants!

Prince Henry

150 - 189
  1. O, pardon me, my liege! But for my tears,
  2. The moist impediments unto my speech,
  3. I had forestall’d this dear and deep rebuke
  4. Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard
  5. The course of it so far. There is your crown;
  6. And He that wears the crown immortally
  7. Long guard it yours! If I affect it more
  8. Than as your honor and as your renown,
  9. Let me no more from this obedience rise,
  10. Kneels.
  11. Which my most inward true and duteous spirit
  12. Teacheth this prostrate and exterior bending.
  13. God witness with me, when I here came in,
  14. And found no course of breath within your Majesty,
  15. How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign,
  16. O, let me in my present wildness die,
  17. And never live to show th’ incredulous world
  18. The noble change that I have purposed!
  19. Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
  20. And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,
  21. I spake unto this crown as having sense,
  22. And thus upbraided it: The care on thee depending
  23. Hath fed upon the body of my father;
  24. Therefore thou best of gold art worst of gold.
  25. Other, less fine in carat, is more precious,
  26. Preserving life in med’cine potable;
  27. But thou, most fine, most honor’d, most renown’d,
  28. Hast eat thy bearer up.” Thus, my most royal liege,
  29. Accusing it, I put it on my head,
  30. To try with it, as with an enemy
  31. That had before my face murdered my father,
  32. The quarrel of a true inheritor.
  33. But if it did infect my blood with joy,
  34. Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride,
  35. If any rebel or vain spirit of mine
  36. Did with the least affection of a welcome
  37. Give entertainment to the might of it,
  38. Let God forever keep it from my head,
  39. And make me as the poorest vassal is
  40. That doth with awe and terror kneel to it!

King Henry the Fourth

190 - 232
  1. O my son,
  2. God put it in thy mind to take it hence,
  3. That thou mightst win the more thy father’s love,
  4. Pleading so wisely in excuse of it!
  5. Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed,
  6. And hear (I think) the very latest counsel
  7. That ever I shall breathe. God knows, my son,
  8. By what by-paths and indirect crook’d ways
  9. I met this crown, and I myself know well
  10. How troublesome it sate upon my head.
  11. To thee it shall descend with better quiet,
  12. Better opinion, better confirmation,
  13. For all the soil of the achievement goes
  14. With me into the earth. It seem’d in me
  15. But as an honor snatch’d with boist’rous hand,
  16. And I had many living to upbraid
  17. My gain of it by their assistances,
  18. Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed,
  19. Wounding supposed peace. All these bold fears
  20. Thou seest with peril I have answered;
  21. For all my reign hath been but as a scene
  22. Acting that argument. And now my death
  23. Changes the mood, for what in me was purchas’d
  24. Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;
  25. So thou the garland wear’st successively.
  26. Yet though thou stand’st more sure than I could do,
  27. Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green,
  28. And all my friends, which thou must make thy friends,
  29. Have but their stings and teeth newly ta’en out;
  30. By whose fell working I was first advanc’d,
  31. And by whose power I well might lodge a fear
  32. To be again displac’d; which to avoid,
  33. I cut them off, and had a purpose now
  34. To lead out many to the Holy Land,
  35. Lest rest and lying still might make them look
  36. Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry,
  37. Be it thy course to busy giddy minds
  38. With foreign quarrels, that action, hence borne out,
  39. May waste the memory of the former days.
  40. More would I, but my lungs are wasted so
  41. That strength of speech is utterly denied me.
  42. How I came by the crown, O God forgive,
  43. And grant it may with thee in true peace live!

Prince Henry

233 - 237
  1. My gracious liege,
  2. You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;
  3. Then plain and right must my possession be,
  4. Which I with more than with a common pain
  5. ’Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain.
  1. Enter Prince John of Lancaster.

King Henry the Fourth

239
  1. Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster.

Prince John of Lancaster

240
  1. Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father!

King Henry the Fourth

241 - 245
  1. Thou bring’st me happiness and peace, son John,
  2. But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
  3. From this bare wither’d trunk. Upon thy sight
  4. My worldly business makes a period.
  5. Where is my Lord of Warwick?

Prince Henry

246
  1.                              My Lord of Warwick!
  1. Enter Warwick.

King Henry the Fourth

248 - 249
  1. Doth any name particular belong
  2. Unto the lodging where I first did swound?

Earl of Warwick

250
  1. ’Tis call’d Jerusalem, my noble lord.

King Henry the Fourth

251 - 256
  1. Laud be to God! Even there my life must end.
  2. It hath been prophesied to me many years,
  3. I should not die but in Jerusalem,
  4. Which vainly I suppos’d the Holy Land.
  5. But bear me to that chamber, there I’ll lie,
  6. In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
  1. Exeunt.
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