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And thus’he prospers: 'whilst the king here spent Thus were they bred, who after were to be
Much time to levy treasure'', to maintain Men ainongst men. Here, with these grave adjoints,
His charge abroad: which, with that discontent, (These learned masters) they were taught to see
That murmur, those denials, he doth gain; Themselves, to read the world, and keep their points.
As that he finds it ev'n as turbulent

Thus were they entred in the first degree
To war for it, as with it, all his reign;

(And accidence) of action ; which acquaints Though he had those enforcements of expense, Them with the rules of worth and nobleness; Both for offence, retainments, and defence. Which in true concord they learn'd well t'express. For here beside these troubles in the land, And whilst b'attends the state thus carefully, His large dominions held abroad require

The earl of March's children are convey'd A plentiful, and a prepared hand,

Out of the tow'r of Windsor secretly ; To guard them; where so mighty men 20 aspire

Being pris'ners there not for their merit laid, T'assail, distract, and trouble his command,

But for their blood; and to the end whereby With hopes and promises, with sword and fire.

This chain of nature might be interlaid And then as deep imports bis coasts to clear, Between the father and his high intents, Which by his neighbours much infested were:

To hold him back, to save these innocents. The Flemings, Britains, with the French and all, Attempt incursions, and work much despite. For which attempt, (though it were frustrated Orleans for Guien : and here the count St. Paul 21 By their recov'ry, who were got again) For Calais labours, and the isle of Wight:

Aumarle (now duke of York) is challenged Wherein though neither had success at all;

By his own sister 24, to have laid that train ; Yet Cler'mont overcame, and won by fight

Who late her lord (with others) ruined, Important holds in Gascony the while,

In secretly betraying them, t'obtain And did the English much distress and spoil. His grace and peace-which yet contents him not:

For who hath grace and peace by treason got? All which require provisions to withstand ; And all are succour'd with great providence. So much did love t'her executed lord A navy, to secure tbe seas, is mann'd;

Predominate in this fair lady's heart, And forces sent to Calais 22, for defence.

As in that region it would not afford And wherein other parts defective stand,

Nature a place to rest in any part They are supply'd with careful diligence:

Of her affections; but that she abhorrid So that his subjects could not but well know, Her proper blood, and left to do the part That what they granted, he did sure bestow. Of sisterhood, to do that of a wife;

T' avenge a husband's death, by brother's life.
Nor did he spare himself, nor his; but (bent
All-wholly unto active worthiness)

Upon which accusation, presently
The prince of Wales unto his province sent, The duke committed is, without much stir
Where he was sure he should not take his ease: Or vulgar noise: for that it tenderly
His second son is with the earl of Kent,

Did touch the secret'st wounds of Lancaster:
Employ'd as governor to keep the seas.

When straight another new conspiracy ?. A third”, though very young, likewise sent forth

(As if it were a certain successor, With Westmorland, attends unto the north. Aliy'd to this) engender'd in the north,

Is by the archbishop Scroope with pow'r brought

forth. 19 An. reg. 6. With much ado, the laity granted two fifteenths, upon condition that the lord Furnival And with fair zeal and piety approvid, should

receive all the money, and see it to be spent And succour of the people ; who (soon mov'd in the king's wars. 20 The duke of Orleans, with an army of six By such persuaders as are held upright,

And for their zeal and charity belov'd) thousand men, entred into Guienne, and besieged Use not ť examine if the cause be right, Vergi the space of three months, and returned with

But leap into the toil, and are undone out obtaining it. Anno reg. 5. The count Cleri- By following them that they rely'd upon. mont, son to the duke of Bourbon, with monsieur de la Bret, won divers castles in Gascony. The same time the count St. Paul invadeth the isle of

24 The lady Spencer, sister to Edward duke of Wight with sixteen hundred men.

York, late wife to Thomas lord Spencer, (executed 21 Anno regni 6. The count St. Paul besiegeth at Bristol, an. reg. 1.) accused her brother to be the castle of Mark, within three miles of Calais. the chief author of conveying away the earl of The Britains, under the conduct of the lord of Cas- March's sons out of the tower of Windsor. sils, spoiled and burnt the towu of Plimouth.

25 Henry Piercy, earl of Northumberland, again 22 The king sends four thousand men to Calais, conspires against the king; with Richard Scroope, and three thousand to the seas, under the conduct archbishop of York; Thomas Mowbray, earl marof bis second son, Thomas of Lancaster, afterwards shal; Thomas lord' Burdolph, and others. They duke of Clarence.

assembled the citizens of York, with the country 23 John, after duke of Bedford, sent with Ralph adjoining, to take their part, for the commodity to Nevil, earl of Westmorland, into the north. the realm.

Here new aspersions, with new obloquies,

Gets into Wales; whence he adventured
Are laid on old deserts; and future ill

T' attempt another day, and lost his head.
On present suff'rings bruted to arise,
That further grievances 26 engender will.

Whereby once more those parts are quieted; And then concussion, rapine, pillories,

When as the king " (who never had his brow Their catalogue of accusations fill:

Seen free from sweat, nor heart from trouble rid) Which to redress, they do presume to make Was, with suspicion that his son grew now Religion to avow the part they take.

Tbo popular, and forward, so much fed

By wicked instruments, (who well knew how And ev'n as Canterbury did produce

To gain by princes fears) as he thereby
A pardon, to advance him to the crown ;

Fell in his grief to great extremity.
Tbe like now York ?? pronounces, to induce
His faction for the pulling of him down:

Which when that virtuous prince (who born to be
Whilst th' ignorant, deceiv'd by this abuse, The model of a glorious nionarch) beard,
Makes others' ends to be as if their own.

With humble protestations did so free But what would these have done against the crimes, His father's fears, and his own honour clear'd, Oppressions, riots, wastes of other times ?

As that he plainly made the world to see,

How base detraction and deceit appear'd; Since now they had a monarch, and a man,

And that a heart so nobly built, could not Rais'd by his worth, and by their own consent,

Coutain (within) a thought that wore a blot. To govern them; and works the best he can, T advance the crown, and give the state content; Wherewith the king betakes him to same peace; Commits not all to others care, nor ran

Yet to a peace much like a sick man's sleep, An idle course, or on his minions spent.

(Whose unrelenting pains do never cease, “ But thus the horse at first bites at the bit,

But always watch upon his weakness keep) That after is content to play with it.”

That never any sabbath of release Grown to a mighty pow's (attending now

Could free his travels, and afflictions deep: Northumberland, with his prepared aid)

But still his cares held working all his life,

Till Death concludes a final end with strife.
The bishop (by a parle) is, with a show
Of combination, cunningly betray'd
By Westmorland 28 ; whose wit did overthrow

Whose herald, Sickness, being employ'd before, (Without a sword) all these great fears, and stay'd With full commission to denounce his end; The mightiest danger that did ever yet

And pain and grief enforcing more and more, Thy crown and state, disturbed Henry, threat.

Besieg'd the hold that could not long defend;

Consuming so all that resisting store For which this rev'rend priest a with Mowbray dies; Of those provisions Nature deign'd to lend, Who both drawn on with passion of despite, As that the walls (worn thin) permit the mind To undertake this fatal enterprise,

To look out thorough, and his frailty find. (The one his brother's bloodshed to requite; . The other for his father's injuries)

For now (as if those vapours vanish'd were, Did wrong themselves, and did not others right. Which heat of boiling blood and health did breed, “ For who through th' eyes of their affections look, To cloud the judgment) things do plain appear And not of judgment, thus are overtook.”

In their own colours, as they are indeed ;

When as th’illighten'd soul discovers clear Whereof when news came to Northumberland , Th’ abusive shows of sense, and notes with beed (Who seldom other than of misery

How poor a thing is pride; “ When all, as slaves, Seems born to hear; being ever behind hand Differ but in their fetters, not their graves." With Fortune, and his opportunity) To Scotland flies: where given to understand And lying on his last, afflicted bed, Of some entrapment by conspiracy,

Pale Death and Conscience both before bim stand;

Th’ one holding out a book, wherein he read 26 They divulge grievous articles against the In bloody lines the deeds of his own hand : king.

The other shows a glass, which figured 27 The archbishop of York offers pardon to all An ugly form of foul corrupted sand; that take their part against the king.

Both bringing horrour in the high'st degree, 28 The earl of Westmorland, with John duke of With what he was, and what he soon should be. Lancaster, gathered an army against the conspirators; whose power being too great for them, which seeing, (all trembling and confus'd with fear, the earl made semblance to join with the archbi. He lay awhile amaz'd with this affright : shop, for redress of such grievances as he pretend. At last commands some that attending were, ed; and so circumvented, and disfurnished him of To fetch the crown, and set it in his sight: his forces, anno. reg. 6.

On which with fixed eye, and heavy cheer, 29 The archbishop was brother to William Scroope, Casting a look —"O God," saith he, “what right earl of Wiltshire, treasurer of England, before beheaded.

with the lord Bardolph, overcome at Bramham Thomas Mowbray, earl marshal, son to the duke Moor, and slain in the battle, anuo regni 9. of Norfolk, banished about the quarrel with Henry 31 The king grows jealous of his son Henry, Bolingbroke.

prince of Wales : who, with a better mind than The earl of Northumberland, returning out of fashion, came to his father, and cleared himself, Wales, recovers new forces in Yorkshire ; and is, anno regni 13.

THE

I had to thee, I now in grief conceive:

But that this all-subduing pow'r here stay'd
Thee-which with blood I held! with horrour leave!" His falt'ring tongue”; and pain (t' enforce 't again)

Rarr'd up the oppressed passages of breath,
And herewithal, the soul (rapt with the thought To bring him quite under the state of death.
Of mischiefs past) did so attentive weigh
These present terrours, whilst (as if forgot) In whose possession I must leave him now;
The dull oppressed body senseless lay;

And now into the ocean of new toils,
That he as breathless quite, quite dead is thought: Into the stormy main (where tempests grow
When lo! the son comes in, and takes away Of greater ruins, and of greater spoils)
This fatal crown from thence; and out he goes, Set forth my course (to hasten on my vow)
As if impatient longer time to lose.

O'er all the troublous deep of these turmoils.

And if I may but live t'attain the shore
To whom (calld back for this presumptuous deed) of my desired end, I wish no more.
The king, return'd from out his ecstasy,
Began—" O son, what need'st thou make such
To be before-hand with thy misery? (speed,
Thou shalt have time enough, if thou succeed,
To feel the storms that beat on dignity.
And if thou could'st but be (be any thing)

HISTORY OF THE CIVIL WAR.
In liberty, then never be a king."

BOOK V.
“ Nay, father, since your fortune did attain
So high a stand; I mean not to descend,”
Replies the prince. “ As if what you did gain,

THE ARGUMENT.
I were of spirit unable to defend.
Time will appease them well, who now complain, Henry the Fifth cuts off his enemy,
And ratify our intrest in the end.

The earl of Cambridge, that conspir'd his death.
What wrong hath not continuance quite out-woro? Henry the Sixth, (marry'd unluckily)
Years make that right, which never was so born." His, and his country's glory ruineth.

Suffolk, that made the inatch, preferr'd too high; “ If so, God work his pleasure,” said the king: Going t'exile, a pirate murthereth. “ Yet thou must needs contend with all thy might, What means the duke of York observ'd, to gain Such evidence of virtuous deeds to bring,

The world's good-will, seeking the crown t'attain. That well may prove our wrong to be our right. And let the goodness of the managing Rase out the blot of foul attaining quite; That discontent may all advantage miss,

Close smother'd lay the low depressed fire, To wish it otherwise than now it is.

Whose after-issuing flames confounded all,

The whilst victorious Henry' did conspire “ And since my death my purpose doth prevent,

The wreck of France, that at his feet did fall : Touching this holy war I took in hand,

Whilst joys of gotten spoils, and new desire
(An action wherewithal my soul had meant Of greater gain, to greater deeds did call
To appease my God, and reconcile my land) His conq'ring troops ; that could no thoughts retain,
To thee is left to finish my intent ;

Save thoughts of glory, all that active reign.
Who, to be safe, must never idly stand :
But some great actions entertain thou still,

Whom here, methinks, (as if he did appear,
To hold their minds, who else will practise ill.

Out of the cloudy darkness of the night)

I do behold approach with martial cheer, “ Thou hast not that advantage by my reign,

And with a dreadful (apd yet lovely) sight: To riot it, as they whom long descent

Whose eye gives courage, and wbose brow hath fear, Hath purchas'd love by custom : but with pain

Both representing terrour and delight; Thou must contend to buy the world's content.

And stays my course, and off my purpose breaks ; What their birth gave them thou hast yet to gain, | And in upbraiding words thus fiercely speaks. By thine owo virtues and good government: So that unless thy worth confirm the thing,

“ Ungrateful times ! that impiously neglect Thou pever shalt be father to a king.

That worth, that never times again shall show.

What ! merits all our toil no more respect ? “ Nor art thou born in those calm days, where rest or else stands Idleness asham'd to know Hath brought asleep sluggish security :

Those wondrous actions, that do so object But in tumultuous times, where minds address'd Blame to the wanton, sin unto the slow? To factions, are inur'd to mutiny;

Can England see the best that she can boast
A mischief, not by force to be suppress'd,

Lie thus ungrac'd, undeck'd, and almost lost?
Where rigour still begets more enmity.
Hatred must be beguild with some new course,
Where states are stiff, and princes doubt their force.”

32 Anno dom. 1412, the king died in the 46th

year of his age, when he had reigned 13 years This, and much more, affliction would have said, 6 months, and left four sons: Henry, after him, Out of th' experience of a troublous reign,

king; the duke of Clarence, John duke of Bedford, (For which his high desires had dearly paid and Humphrey duke of Glocester. The int’rest of an ever-toiling pain)

· Henry V. began his reign, March 20, 1412

“ Why do you seek for feigned Palladines, So should our well-taught times have learn'd alike, (Out of the smoke of idle vanity)

How fair shin'd virtue, and bow foul vice stood; Who may give glory to the true designs

When now myself am driven to mislike Of Bourchier, Talbot, Nevile, Willoughby? Those deeds of worth I dare not vow for good: Why should not you strive to fill up your lines, I cannot moan who lose, nor praise who seek With wonders of your own, with verity?

By mighty actions here t advance their blood. T inflame their offspring with the love of good, I must say, who wrought most, least honour had: And glorious true examples of their blood. However good the cause, the deeds were bad. What everlasting matter here is found,

And only tell the worst of ev'ry reign; Whence new immortal Iliads might proceed ! And not the intermeddled good report. That those whose happy graces do abound

I leave what glory virtue did attain In blessed accents, here may have to feed

At th' ever-memorable Agincourt. Good thoughts, on no imaginary ground

I leave to tell, what wit, what pow'r did gain Of hungry shadows, which no profit breed;

Th' assieged Roan, Caen, Dreux; or in what sort: Whence, music-like, instant delight may grow; How majesty with terrour did advance Yet when men all do know, they nothing kuow.

Her conq'ring foot on all-subdued France. “ And why dost thou, in lamentable verse,

All this I pass; and that magnan'mous king, Nothing but bloodshed, treason, sin, and shame,

Mirror of virtue, miracle of worth ;
The worst of times, th' extreme of ill rehearse ;
To raise old stains, and to renew dead blame?

Whose mighty actions, with wise managing,
As if the minds of th' evil and perverse,

Forc'd prouder boasting climes to serve the North: Were not far sooner trained from the same,

The best of all the best the Earth can bring, By.good example of fair virtuous acts,

Scarce equals him in what his reign brought fortb; Than by the show of foul ungodly facts.

Being of a mind as forward to aspire,

As fit to govern what he did desire.
“Would God our times had had some sacred wight, His comely body was a goodly seat,
Whose words as happy as our swords had been,
To have prepar'd for us trophies aright

Where Virtue dwelt most fair, as lodg'd most pure: Of undecaying frames t' have rested in;

A body strong ; where use of strength did get Triumphant arks of perdurable might:

A stronger state to do, and to endure. O holy lines ! that such advantage win

His life he makes th’ example to beget Upon the scythe of Time, in spite of years :

Like spirit in those he did to good inure; How blessed they, who gaio what never wears!

And gave to Worth such life and livelihood,

As if he greatness sought but to do good. “ For what is it to do; if what we do Shall perish near as soon as it is done?

He, as the chief and all-directing head, What is that glory we attain unto

Did with his subjects as his menibers iive; With all our toil, if lost as soon as won?

And them to goodness forced not, but led; A small requital for so great ado,

Winning, not much to have, but ciuch to gire, Is this poor present breath, a smoke soon gone; (Deeming the pow'r of bis, his pow'r did spread) Or these dumb stones, erected for our sake: As born to bless the world, and not to griere : Which formless heaps few stormy changes make. Adorn'd with others' spoils, not subjects' store; “ Tell great Eliza, (since her days are grac'd

No king exacting less, none winning more. With those bright ornaments to us deny'd)

He, after that corrupted faith had bred
That she repair what darkness hath defac'd,

An ill-imur'd obedience for command,
And get our ruin'd deeds re-edify'd.
She! in whose all-directing eye is plac'd

And languishing luxuriousness bad spread

Wayward unaptness over all the land ; A pow'r, the highest pow'rs of wit to guide;

Those long uborder'd troops so marshalled, She may command the work, and oversee

Under such formal discipline to stand,
The holy frame, that might eternal be.

That er'n his soul seem'd only to direct
“ For would she be content that time should make So great a body, such exploits t' effect.
A ray'nous prey upon her glorious reign;
That darkness and the night should overtake

He brings abroad distracted discontent,
So clear a brightness shining without stain?

Dispers'd ill humours into actions high; Ah! no: she fosters some, no doubt, that wake

And to unite them all in one consent, For her eternity, with pleasing pain.

Plac'd the fair mark of glory in their eye; And if she for herself prepare this good,

That Malice had no leisure to dissent, Let her not so neglect those of her blood.”

Nor Envy time to practise treachery.

The present actions do divert the thought This that great monarch Henry seem'd to crave: Of madness past, while minds were so well wrought. When (weigbing what a holy motive here Virtue propos'd, and fit for bim to have,

Here now were pride, oppression, usury, Whom all times ought of duty hold most dear) (The canker-eating mischiefs of the state) I sigh'd—and wish'd that some would take t'engrave, Callid forth to prey upon the enemy; With curious hand, so proud a work to rear, Whilst the home-burthen'd better lighten'd sat. (To grace the present, and to bless times past,) Exactors did not with a greedy eye That might for ever to our glory last !

Examine states, or private riclies rate.

The silent courts ? warrd not with busy words; Finding those humours which they saw were fit Nor wrested law gave the contentious swords. Soon to be wrought, and easy to be fed,

Swol'n full with envy, that the crown should sit Now nothing entertains th’ attentive ear,

There were it did, (as if established)

And whom it'touch'd in blood, to grieve at it; But stratagems, assaults, surprises, fights: How to give laws to them that conquer'd were;

They with such hopes and helps solicited,

That this great eari was drawn t'attempt the thing, How to articulate with yielding wights. The weak with mercy, and the proud with fear,

And practiseth how to depose the king. How to retain; to give deserts their rights ; Were now the arts—And nothing else was thought, And yet of mightier hopes than means to do;

For being of mighty means to do the deed, But how to win, and maintain what was got.

And yet of spirit that did his hopes exceed;

And then of blood as great, to add thereto: Nor here were any privately possessid,

All these, with what the gold of France could breed, Or held alone imprison'd majesty ;

(Being pow'rs enough a climbing mind to woo) Proudly debarring entrance from the rest,

He so employ'd, that many he had won
As if the prey were theirs by victory.

Ev'n of the chiefs the king rely'd upon.
Here no detractor wounds who merits best;
Nor shameless brow cheers on iinpiety.

The well-known right of th' earl of March allur'd
Virtue, who all her toil with zeal had spent, A leaning love; whose cause he did pretend :
Not bere all unrewarded sighing went.

Whereby he knew that so himself procur'd

The crown for his own children in the end. But here, the equally respecting eye

For the earl being (as he was assur'd) Of Pow'r, looking alike on like deserts,

Unapt for issue ; it must reeds descend Blessing the good, made others' good thereby ; On those of his, being next of Clarence race, More mighty by the multitude of hearts.

As who by course of right should hold the place. The field of glory unto all doth lie Open alike; honour to all imparts.

It was the time when as the forward prince So that the only fashion in request,

Had all prepard for his great enterprise ; Was, to be good, or good-like as the rest.

And ready stand his troops to part from hence,

And all in stately form and order lies; So much, O thou, Example, dost effect,

When open Fame gives out intelligence

Of these bad complots of his enemies. (Being far a better master than Command")

Or else this time of purpose chosen is;
That how to do, by doing dost direct,
And teachest others action by thy hand.

Though known before, yet let run on till this. “ Who follows not the course that kings elect?

That this might yield the more to aggravate
When princes work, who then will idle stand?
And when that doing good is only thought

Upon so foul a deed untimely sought,
Worthy reward; who will be bad for nought ?"

Now at this point t' attempt to ruinate
So glorious a design so forward brought ;

Whilst careful virtue seeks t' advance the state, And had not th’earl of Cambridge “, with vain speed, And for her everlasting honour sought: Untimely practis'd for another's right,

That though the cause seem'd right, and title strong, With hope t advance those of his proper seed, The time of doing it yet makes it wrong. (On whom the rule seem'd destined to light) The land had seen none of her own to bleed,

But straight an unlamented death he had. During this reign, nor no aggrieved sight :

And straight were joyfully the anchors weigh'd, None the least blackness interclouded had

And all fock fast aboard with visage glad; So fair a day, nor any eye look'd sad.

As if the sacrifice had now been paid

For their good speed, that made their stay so sad, But now when France perceived from afar

Loathing the least occasion that delay'd. The gath'ring tempest growing on from hence, And now new thoughts, great hopes, calm seas, fair Ready to fall, threatning their state to mar, With present action entertain their minds. [winds, They labour all means to provide defence: : And practising how to prevent this war,

No other cross, O Henry, saw thy days And shut out such calamities from thence; But this, that touch'd thy now possessed hold; Do foster here some discord lately grown,

Nor after long, till this man's son' assays
To hold ambition busied with her own.

To get of thine the right that he controllid;
For which contendiug long, his life he pays.

So that it fatal seem'd, the father should
2 The courts of justice.
........Docet tolerare labores ; non jabet.

s The earl of Cambridge conspiring the death

of the king, was, with Henry Scroope, lord trea* Richard earl of Cambridge, the second son to Edmund Langley, duke of York; married Anne, ton, anno 3. regni.

surer, and sir Thomas Grey, executed at Southampthe daughter of Roger Mortimer, earl of March, descended from Lionel duke of Clarence, the third

6 At Southampton. son to king Edward IJI. By whose right, Richard

· Richard duke of York, son to the earl of Camduke of York, son to this earl of Cambridge, af- bridge, by Anne, daughter to the earl of March, terwards claimed the crown.

made his claim in the 30th year of Henry VI.

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