SCENE II. The same. A Room of State in the same. Enter King HENRY, GLOSTER, BEDFORD, EXETER, WARWICK, WESTMORELAND, and Attend ants. K. Hen. Where is my gracious lord of Canterbury? Exe. Not here in presence. solv'd, Before we hear him, of some things of weight, That task' our thoughts concerning us and France. Enter the Archbishop of Canterbury, and Bishop of Ely. Cant. God, and his angels, guard your sacred throne, And make you long become it! K. Hen. Sure, we thank you, My learned lord, we pray you to proceed; And justly and religiously unfold, Why the law Salique, that they have in France, 1-task-] Keep busied with scruples and laborious disqui sitions. 8 Or nicely charge your understanding soul-] Take heed, lest by nice and subtle sophistry you burthen your knowing soul, or With opening titles miscreate, whose right swords That make such waste in brief mortality. Cant. Then hear me, gracious sovereign, and you peers, That owe your lives, your faith, and services, Yet their own authors faithfully affirm, knowingly burthen your soul, with the guilt of advancing a false title, or of maintaining, by specious fallacies, a claim which, if shown in its native and true colours, would appear to be false. 9 1 miscreate,] Ill-begotten, illegitimate, spurious. in approbation-] i. e. in proving and supporting that title which shall be now set up. upon. gloze,] Expound, explain, and sometimes comment That the land Salique lies in Germany, Where Charles the great, having subdued the Sax ons, There left behind and settled certain French; Eight hundred five. Besides, their writers say, 3 To fine his title, &c.] To fine his title, is to make it showy or specious by some appearance of justice. STEEVENS. 4 Convey'd himself -) Derived his title. Of Charles the great. Also king Lewis the tenth, Daughter to Charles the foresaid duke of Lorain : great Was re-united to the crown of France. So that, as clear as is the summer's sun, K. Hen. May I, with right and conscience, make this claim? Cant. The sin upon my head, dread sovereign! For in the book of Numbers is it writ,When the son dies, let the inheritance Descend unto the daughter. Gracious lord, Stand for your own; unwind your bloody flag; Look back unto your mighty ancestors: Go, my dread lord, to your great grandsire's tomb, From whom you claim; invoke his warlike spirit, And your great uncle's, Edward the black prince; Who on the French ground play'd a tragedy, Making defeat on the full power of France; Whiles his most mighty father on a hill 4 - imbare their crooked titles-] i. e. to lay open, to display to view. Stood smiling, to behold his lion's whelp Ely. Awake remembrance of these valiant dead, And with your puissant arm renew their feats: You are their heir, you sit upon their throne; The blood and courage, that renowned them, Runs in your veins; and my thrice-puissant liege Is in the very May-morn of his youth, Ripe for exploits and mighty enterprizes. Exe. Your brother kings and monarchs of the earth Do all expect that you should rouse yourself, As did the former lions of your blood. West. They know, your grace hath cause, and means, and might; So hath your highness; never king of England Had nobles richer, and more loyal subjects; Whose hearts have left their bodies here in England, And lie pavilion'd in the fields of France. Cant. O, let their bodies follow, my dear liege, With blood, and sword, and fire, to win your right : In aid whereof, we of the spiritualty Will raise your highness such a mighty sum, As never did the clergy at one time Bring in to any of your ancestors. K. Hen. We must not only arm to invade the French; But lay down our proportions to defend Cant. They of those marches, gracious sovereign, • They of those marches,] The marches are the borders, the limits, the confines. Hence the Lords Marchers, i. e. the lords presidents of the marches, &c. |