SECOND PART OF

KING HENRY IV.

ACT I.....SCENE I.

The same.

The Porter before the Gate; Enter Lord BARDOLPH.

Bard. Who keeps the gate here, ho?-Where is the

earl?

Port. What shall I say you are?

Tell thou the earl,

Bard.
That the lord Bardolph doth attend him here.

Port. His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard; Please it your honour, knock but at the gate,

And he himself will answer.

Bard.

Enter NORTHUMBERLAND.

Here comes the earl.

North. What news, lord Bardolph? every minute now Should be the father of some stratagem:1

The times are wild; contention, like a horse
Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose,
And bears down all before him.

Bard.
Noble earl,
I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury.

North. Good, an heaven will!

Bard.
The king is almost wounded to the death;
And, in the fortune of my lord your son,

As good as heart can wish:

Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts
Kill'd by the hand of Douglas: young prince John,

1 some stratagem:] Some stratagem means here some great, important, or dreadful event. So, in The Third Part of King Henry VI, the father who had killed his son says:

“Ŏ pity, God! this miserable age!

"What stratagems, how fell, how butcherly!

"This mortal quarrel daily doth beget!" M. Mason.

And Westmoreland, and Stafford, fled the field;
And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk sir John,,
Is prisoner to your son: O, such a day,
So fought, so follow'd, and so fairly won,
Came not, till now, to dignify the times,
Since Casar's fortunes !

.Vorth.

How is this deriv'd?

Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury?

Bard. I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence;

A gentleman well bred, and of good name,
That freely render'd me these news for true.

North. Here comes my servant, Travers, whom I sent On Tuesday last to listen after news.

Bard. My lord, I over-rode him on the way;

And he is furnish'd with no certainties,

More than he haply may retail from me.

Enter TRAVERS.

North. Now, Travers, what good tidings come with you?

Tra. My lord, sir John Umfrevile turn'd me back
With joyful tidings; and, being better hors'd,
Out-rode me. After him, came, spurring hard,
A gentleman almost forspent with speed,2
That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied hōrse:
He ask'd the way to Chester; and of him
I did demand, what news from Shrewsbury.
He told me, that rebellion had bad luck,
And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold:
With that, he gave his able horse the head,
And, bending forward, struck his armed heels 3
Against the panting sides of his poor jade⭑

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forspent with speed,] To forspend is to waste, to exhaust. So, in Sir A. Gorges' translation of Lucan, B. VII:

crabbed sires forspent with age." Steevens. 3 armed heels-] Thus the quarto, 1600. The folio, 1623, reads-able heels; the modern editors, without authority-agile heels. Steevens.

- poor jade-] Poor jade is used, not in contempt, but in compassion. Poor jade means the horse wearied with his journey. Jade, however, seems anciently to have signified what we now call a hackney; a beast employed in drudgery, opposed to a horse

Up to the rowel-head;5 and, starting so,
He seem'd in running to devour the way,
Staying no longer question.

North.

Ha! Again. Said he, young Harry Percy's spur was cold? Of Hotspur, coldspur?" that rebellion

Had met ill luck?

Bard.

My lord, I'll tell you what;

If my young lord your son have not the day,
Upon mine honour, for a silken point

I'll give my barony: never talk of it.

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kept for show, or to be rid by its master. So, in a comedy called A Knack to know a Knave, 1594:

"Besides, I'll give you the keeping of a dozen jades,
"And now and then meat for you and your horse."

This is said by a farmer to a courtier. Steevens.

Shakspeare, however, (as Mr. Steevens has observed) certainly does not use the word as a term of contempt; for King Richard the Second gives this appellation to his favourite horse Roan Barbary, on which Henry the Fourth rode at his coronation: "That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand." Malone.

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rowel-head;] I think that I have observed in old prints the rowel of those times to have been only a single spike. Johnson ̧ 6 He seem'd in running to devour the way,] So, in the Book of Job, chap. xxxix: "He swalloweth the ground in fierceness and rage."

The same expression occurs in Ben Jonson's Sejanus: "But with that speed and heat of appetite,

"With which they greedily devour the way

"To some great sports." Steevens.

So Ariel, to describe his alacrity in obeying Prospero's commands:

"I drink the air before me." M. Mason.

So, in one of the Roman poets (I forget which):

- cursu consumere campum Blackstone.

The line quoted by Sir William Blackstone is in Nemesian: latumque fuga consumere campum. Malone.

7 Of Hotspur, coldspur? Hotspur seems to have been a very common term for a man of vehemence and precipitation. Stanyhurst, who translated four books of Virgil, in 1584, renders the following line:

Nec victoris heri tetigit captiva cubile.

"To couch not mounting of mayster vanquisher hoatspur."

Steevens.

2. silken point] A point is a string tagged, or lace.

Johnson.

North. Why should the gentleman, that rode by Tra

vers,

Give then such instances of loss?

Who, he?

Bard.
He was some hilding fellow, that had stol'n

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The horse he rode on; and, upon my life,

Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more news.
Enter MORTON.

North. Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf,1
Foretells the nature of a tragick volume:

So looks the strond, whereon the imperious flood
Hath left a witness'd usurpation.2-

Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?
Mor. I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord;
Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask,
To fright our party.

North.

How doth my son, and brother?

Thou tremblest; and the whiteness in thy cheek
Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,

So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,3

some hilding fellow,] For hildering, i. e. base, degenerate. Pope. Hildering, Degener; vox adhuc agro Devon. familiaris. Spel

man.

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Reed.

like to a title-leaf,] It may not be amiss to observe, that, in the time of our poet, the title-page to an elegy, as well as every intermediate leaf, was totally black. I have several in my possession, written by Chapman, the translator of Homer, and ornamented in this manner. Steevens.

2 ——— a witness'd usurpation.] i. e. an attestation of its ravage.

Steevens.

3 so woe-begone,] This word was common enough amongst the old Scottish and English poets, as G. Douglas, Chaucer, Lord Buckhurst, Fairfax; and signifies, far gone in woe. Warburton. So, in The Spanish Tragedy:

"Awake, revenge, or we are wo-begone!"

Again, in Arden of Feversham, 1592:

"So woe-begone, so inly charg'd with woe." Again, in A Looking Glass for London and England, 1598:

"Fair Alvida, look not so woe-begone."

Dr. Bently is said to have thought this passage corrupt, and therefore (with a greater degree of gravity than my readers will probably express) proposed the following emendation:

Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,
And would have told him, half his Troy was burn'd:
But Priam found the fire, ere he his tongue,
And I my Percy's death, ere thou report'st it.
This thou would'st say,-Your son did thus, and thus;
Your brother, thus; so fought the noble Douglas;
Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds:
But in the end, to stop mine ear indeed,
Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise,
Ending with-brother, son, and all are dead.
Mor. Douglas is living, and your brother, yet:
But, for my lord your son,

'North.

Why, he is dead.

See, what a ready tongue suspicion hath!

He, that but fears the thing he would not know,
Hath, by instinct, knowledge from others' eyes,
That what he fear'd is chanced. Yet speak, Morton;
Tell thou thy earl, his divination lies;

And I will take it as a sweet disgrace,

And make thee rich for doing me such wrong.
Mor. You are too great to be by me gainsaid:
Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain.
North. Yet, for all this, say not that Percy 's dead."

So dead so dull in look, Ucalegon,

Drew Priam's curtain &c.

The name of Ucalegon is found in the third Book of the Iliad, and the second of the Æneid. Steevens.

4 Your spirit-] The impression upon your mind, by which you conceive the death of your son. Johnson.

5 Yet, for all this, say not &c.] The contradiction, in the first part of this speech might be imputed to the distraction of Northumberland's mind; but the calmness of the reflection contained in the last lines, seems not much to countenance such a supposition. I will venture to distribute this passage in a manner which will, I hope, seem more commodious; but do not wish the reader to forget, that the most commodious is not always the true reading:

Bard. Yet, for all this, say not that Percy's dead.
North. I see a strange confession in thine eye,
Thou shak'st thy head, and hold'st it fear, or sin,
To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so:
The tongue offends not, that reports his death;
And he doth sin, that doth belie the dead;
Not he, which says the dead is not alive.