Act 1, Scene 3
York. The Archbishop's palace.
- [Enter the Archbishop, the Lords Hastings, Mowbray, Bardolph.]
- Archbishop of York
- 464 Thus have you heard our cause and known our means;
- 465 And, my most noble friends, I pray you all,
- 466 Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes:
- 467 And first, lord marshal, what say you to it?
- Lord Mowbray
- 468 I well allow the occasion of our arms;
- 469 But gladly would be better satisfied
- 470 How in our means we should advance ourselves
- 471 To look with forehead bold and big enough
- 472 Upon the power and puissance of the king.
- Lord Hastings
- 473 Our present musters grow upon the file
- 474 To five and twenty thousand men of choice;
- 475 And our supplies live largely in the hope
- 476 Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
- 477 With an incensed fire of injuries.
- Lord Bardolph
- 478 The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus:
- 479 Whether our present five and twenty thousand
- 480 May hold up head without Northumberland?
- Lord Hastings
- 481 With him, we may.
- Lord Bardolph
- 482 Yea, marry, there 's the point:
- 483 But if without him we be thought too feeble,
- 484 My judgement is, we should not step too far
- 485 Till we had his assistance by the hand;
- 486 For in a theme so bloody-faced as this
- 487 Conjecture, expectation, and surmise
- 488 Of aids incertain should not be admitted.
- Archbishop of York
- 489 'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed
- 490 It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.
- Lord Bardolph
- 491 It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,
- 492 Eating the air on promise of supply,
- 493 Flattering himself in project of a power
- 494 Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts:
- 495 And so, with great imagination
- 496 Proper to madmen, led his powers to death
- 497 And winking leap'd into destruction.
- Lord Hastings
- 498 But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt
- 499 To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.
- Lord Bardolph
- 500 Yes, if this present quality of war,
- 501 Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot
- 502 Lives so in hope as in an early spring
- 503 We see the appearing buds; which to prove fruit,
- 504 Hope gives not so much warrant as despair
- 505 That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,
- 506 We first survey the plot, then draw the model;
- 507 And when we see the figure of the house,
- 508 Then we must rate the cost of the erection;
- 509 Which if we find outweighs ability,
- 510 What do we then but draw anew the model
- 511 In fewer offices, or at least desist
- 512 To build at all? Much more, in this great work,
- 513 Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down
- 514 And set another up, should we survey
- 515 The plot of situation and the model,
- 516 Consent upon a sure foundation,
- 517 Question surveyors, know our own estate,
- 518 How able such a work to undergo,
- 519 To weigh against his opposite; or else
- 520 We fortify in paper and in figures,
- 521 Using the names of men instead of men;
- 522 Like one that draws the model of a house
- 523 Beyond his power to build it; who, half through,
- 524 Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost
- 525 A naked subject to the weeping clouds
- 526 And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.
- Lord Hastings
- 527 Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth,
- 528 Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd
- 529 The utmost man of expectation,
- 530 I think we are a body strong enough,
- 531 Even as we are, to equal with the king.
- Lord Bardolph
- 532 What, is the king but five and twenty thousand?
- Lord Hastings
- 533 To us no more; nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph.
- 534 For his divisions, as the times do brawl,
- 535 Are in three heads: one power against the French,
- 536 And one against Glendower; perforce a third
- 537 Must take up us: so is the unfirm king
- 538 In three divided; and his coffers sound
- 539 With hollow poverty and emptiness.
- Archbishop of York
- 540 That he should draw his several strengths together
- 541 And come against us in full puissance,
- 542 Need not be dreaded.
- Lord Hastings
- 543 If he should do so,
- 544 He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh
- 545 Baying him at the heels: never fear that.
- Lord Bardolph
- 546 Who is it like should lead his forces hither?
- Lord Hastings
- 547 The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;
- 548 Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth:
- 549 But who is substituted 'gainst the French,
- 550 I have no certain notice.
- Archbishop of York
- 551 Let us on,
- 552 And publish the occasion of our arms.
- 553 The commonwealth is sick of their own choice;
- 554 Their over-greedy love hath surfeited:
- 555 An habitation giddy and unsure
- 556 Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
- 557 O thou fond many, with what loud applause
- 558 Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke,
- 559 Before he was what thou wouldst have him be!
- 560 And being now trimm'd in thine own desires,
- 561 Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him,
- 562 That thou provokest thyself to cast him up.
- 563 So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge
- 564 Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard;
- 565 And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up,
- 566 And howl'st to find it. What trust is in these times?
- 567 They that, when Richard lived, would have him die,
- 568 Are now become enamour'd on his grave:
- 569 Thou that threw'st dust upon his goodly head
- 570 When through proud London he came sighing on
- 571 After the admired heels of Bolingbroke,
- 572 Criest now "O earth, yield us that king again,
- 573 And take thou this!" O thoughts of men accursed!
- 574 Past and to come seems best; things present worst.
- Lord Mowbray
- 575 Shall we go draw our numbers, and set on?
- Lord Hastings
- 576 We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.
- [Exeunt.]