Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition
Enter [in arms] the Archbishop of York, Thomas Mowbray, Lord Editor’s NoteBardolph, Lord Hastings, [and Colëville] within the Forest of Gaultres1
archbishop of york What is this forest called?Editor’s Note2
hastings 'Tis Gaultres Forest, an't shall please your grace.Editor’s Note3
archbishop of york Here stand, my lords, and send discoverers forth
4To know the numbers of our enemies.5
hastings We have sent forth already.
archbishop of york 'Tis well done.
6My friends and brethren in these great affairs,
7I must acquaint you that I have received
Editor’s Note8New-dated letters from Northumberland,
Editor’s Note9Their cold intent, tenor, and substance, thus:
10Here doth he wish his person, with such powers
Editor’s Note11As might hold sortance with his quality,
12The which he could not levy; whereupon
13He is retired to ripe his growing fortunes
14To Scotland, and concludes in hearty prayers
Editor’s Note15That your attempts may overlive the hazard
Editor’s Note16And fearful meeting of their opposite.Link 17
mowbray Thus do the hopes we have in him touch ground
18And dash themselves to pieces.Enter a Messenger
hastings Now, what news?19
messenger West of this forest, scarcely off a mile,
Editor’s Note20In goodly form comes on the enemy;
Editor’s Note21And, by the ground they hide, I judge their number
Editor’s Note22Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand.Editor’s Note23
mowbray The just proportion that we gave them out.
Editor’s Note24Let us sway on, and face them in the field.25
archbishop of york What well-appointed leader fronts us here?Enter the Earl of Westmorland26
mowbray I think it is my lord of Westmorland.27
westmorland Health and fair greeting from our general,
28The Prince, Lord John and Duke of Lancaster.29
archbishop of york Say on, my Lord of Westmorland, in peace,
30What doth concern your coming.
westmorland Then, my lord,
31Unto your grace do I in chief address
pg 1405Editor’s Note32The substance of my speech. If that rebellion
33Came like itself, in base and abject routs,
Editor’s Note34Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rags,
35And countenanced by boys and beggary;
Editor’s Note36I say, if damned commotion so appeared
Editor’s Note37In his true native and most proper shape,
38You, reverend father, and these noble lords
39Had not been here to dress the ugly form
40Of base and bloody insurrection
41With your fair honours. You, Lord Archbishop,
42Whose see is by a civil peace maintained,
43Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touched,
Editor’s Note44Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutored,
Editor’s Note45Whose white investments figure innocence,
46The dove and very blessèd spir't of peace,
Editor’s Note47Wherefore do you so ill translate yourself
48Out of the speech of peace that bears such grace
Editor’s Note49Into the harsh and boisterous tongue of war,
50Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood,
Link 51Your pens to lances, and your tongue divine
Editor’s Note52To a loud trumpet and a point of war?53
archbishop of york Wherefore do I this? So the question stands.
Editor’s Note54Briefly, to this end: we are all diseased,
Editor’s NoteD1And with our surfeiting and wanton hours
D2Have brought ourselves into a burning fever,
Editor’s NoteD3And we must bleed for it—of which disease
D4Our late King Richard, being infected, died.
D5But, my most noble lord of Westmorland,
D6I take not on me here as a physician,
D7Nor do I as an enemy to peace
D8Troop in the throngs of military men;
D9But rather show a while like fearful war
Editor’s NoteD10To diet rank minds, sick of happiness,
D11And purge th'obstructions which begin to stop
D12Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly.
D13I have in equal balance justly weighed
D14What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we suffer,
D15And find our griefs heavier than our offences.
D16We see which way the stream of time doth run,
D17And are enforced from our most quiet there
D18By the rough torrent of occasïon;
D19And have the summary of all our griefs,
Editor’s NoteD20When time shall serve, to show in articles,
D22And might by no suit gain our audience.
D23When we are wronged, and would unfold our griefs,
D24We are denied access unto his person
D25Even by those men that most have done us wrong.
55The dangers of the days but newly gone,
56Whose memory is written on the earth
57With yet appearing blood, and the examples
Editor’s Note58Of every minute's instance, present now,
59Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms,
60Not to break peace, or any branch of it,
61But to establish here a peace indeed,
62Concurring both in name and quality.63
westmorland Whenever yet was your appeal denied?
Editor’s Note64Wherein have you been gallèd by the King?
Editor’s Note65What peer hath been suborned to grate on you,
Editor’s Note66That you should seal this lawless bloody book
67Of forged rebellion with a seal divine?Editor’s Note68
archbishop of york My brother general, the commonwealth
Editor’s Note69I make my quarrel in particular.70
westmorland There is no need of any such redress;
71Or if there were, it not belongs to you.72
mowbray Why not to him in part, and to us all
73That feel the bruises of the days before,
74And suffer the condition of these times
Editor’s Note75To lay a heavy and unequal hand
76Upon our honours?77
westmorland But this is mere digression from my purpose.
78Here come I from our princely general
Editor’s Note79To know your griefs, to tell you from his grace
80That he will give you audience; and wherein
81It shall appear that your demands are just,
82You shall enjoy them, everything set off
83That might so much as think you enemies.Editor’s Note84
mowbray But he hath forced us to compel this offer,Editor’s Note86
westmorland Mowbray, you overween to take it so.
87This offer comes from mercy, not from fear;
Editor’s Note88For lo, within a ken our army lies,
89Upon mine honour, all too confident
90To give admittance to a thought of fear.
Editor’s Note91Our battle is more full of names than yours,
92Our men more perfect in the use of arms,
93Our armour all as strong, our cause the best.
pg 1407Editor’s Note94Then reason will our hearts should be as good.
95Say you not then our offer is compelled.96
mowbrey Well, by my will we shall admit no parley.97
westmorland That argues but the shame of your offence.
Editor’s Note98A rotten case abides no handling.99
hastings Hath the Prince John a full commissïon,
Editor’s Note100In very ample virtue of his father,
Editor’s Note101To hear and absolutely to determine
Editor’s Note102Of what conditions we shall stand upon?Editor’s Note103
westmorland That is intended in the general's name.
Editor’s Note104I muse you make so slight a questïon.Editor’s Note105
archbishop of york Then take, my lord of Westmorland, this schedule;
106For this contains our general grievances.
Editor’s Note107Each several article herein redressed,
Editor’s Note108All members of our cause, both here and hence,
Editor’s Note109That are ensinewed to this actïon
Editor’s Note110Acquitted by a true substantial form,
Editor’s Note111And present execution of our wills
Editor’s Note112To us and to our purposes consigned,
Editor’s Note113We come within our awe-full banks again,
Editor’s Note114And knit our powers to the arm of peace.115
westmorland Editor’s Note[taking the schedule] This will I show the general. Please you, lords,
116In sight of both our battles we may meet,
Editor’s Note117And either end in peace—which God so frame—
Editor’s Note118Or to the place of diff'rence call the swords
119Which must decide it.
archbishop of york My lord, we will do so.Exit WestmorlandLink 120
mowbray There is a thing within my bosom tells me
121That no conditions of our peace can stand.122
hastings Fear you not that. If we can make our peace
Editor’s Note123Upon such large terms and so absolute
Editor’s Note124As our conditions shall consist upon,
125Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.Editor’s Note126
mowbray Yea, but our valuation shall be such
Editor’s Note127That every slight and false-derivèd cause,
Editor’s Note128Yea, every idle, nice, and wanton reason,
129Shall to the King taste of this actïon,
Editor’s Note130That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love,
pg 1408Editor’s Note131We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
132That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff,
133And good from bad find no partition.134
archbishop of york No, no, my lord; note this. The King is weary
Editor’s Note135Of dainty and such picking grievances,
Editor’s Note136For he hath found to end one doubt by death
Editor’s Note137Revives two greater in the heirs of life;
Editor’s Note138And therefore will he wipe his tables clean,
139And keep no tell-tale to his memory
Editor’s Note140That may repeat and history his loss
141To new remembrance; for full well he knows
Editor’s Note142He cannot so precisely weed this land
Editor’s Note143As his misdoubts present occasion.
144His foes are so enrooted with his friends
Editor’s Note145That, plucking to unfix an enemy,
146He doth unfasten so and shake a friend;
147So that this land, like an offensive wife
Editor’s Note148That hath enraged him on to offer strokes,
149As he is striking, holds his infant up,
Editor’s Note150And hangs resolved correction in the arm
151That was upreared to executïon.Editor’s Note152
hastings Besides, the King hath wasted all his rods
Editor’s Note153On late offenders, that he now doth lack
154The very instruments of chastisement;
155So that his power, like to a fangless lion,
Link 156May offer, but not hold.
archbishop of york 'Tis very true.
157And therefore be assured, my good Lord Marshal,
Editor’s Note158If we do now make our atonement well,
159Our peace will, like a broken limb united,
160Grow stronger for the breaking.
mowbrey Be it so.
161Here is returned my lord of Westmorland.Enter WestmorlandEditor’s Note162
westmorland The Prince is here at hand. Pleaseth your lordship
Editor’s Note163To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies?Enter Prince John and his army [with one or more soldiers carrying wine]164
mowbray Your grace of York, in God's name then set forward.165
archbishop of york Before, and greet his grace!—My lord, we come.Editor’s Note[They march over the stage to meet Prince John]Editor’s Note166
prince john You are well encountered here, my cousin Mowbray.
167Good day to you, gentle lord Archbishop;
168And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all.
170When that your flock, assembled by the bell,
171Encircled you to hear with reverence
172Your exposition on the holy text,
Editor’s Note173Than now to see you here an iron man,
174Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum,
Editor’s Note175Turning the word to sword, and life to death.
176That man that sits within a monarch's heart
177And ripens in the sunshine of his favour,
Editor’s Note178Would he abuse the countenance of the King,
Editor’s Note179Alack, what mischiefs might he set abroach
Editor’s Note180In shadow of such greatness! With you, Lord Bishop,
181It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken
Editor’s Note182How deep you were within the books of God—
183To us, the speaker in his parliament,
184To us, th'imagined voice of God himself,
Editor’s Note185The very opener and intelligencer
Editor’s Note186Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven
Editor’s Note187And our dull workings? O, who shall believe
Editor’s Note188But you misuse the reverence of your place,
Link 189Employ the countenance and grace of heav'n
190As a false favourite doth his prince's name
Editor’s Note191In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up,
Editor’s Note192Under the counterfeited zeal of God,
Editor’s Note193The subjects of his substitute, my father;
194And both against the peace of heaven and him,
Editor’s Note195Have here upswarmèd them.
archbishop of york Good my lord of Lancaster,
196I am not here against your father's peace;
197But, as I told my lord of Westmorland,
Editor’s Note198The time misordered doth, in common sense,
Editor’s Note199Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form,
200To hold our safety up. I sent your grace
Editor’s Note201The parcels and particulars of our grief,
202The which hath been with scorn shoved from the court,
Editor’s Note203Whereon this Hydra son of war is born;
Editor’s Note204Whose dangerous eyes may well be charmed asleep
205With grant of our most just and right desires,
206And true obedience, of this madness cured,
207Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty.pg 1410 Editor’s Note208
mowbray If not, we ready are to try our fortunes
Editor’s Note209To the last man.
hastings And though we here fall down,
Editor’s Note210We have supplies to second our attempt.
211If they miscarry, theirs shall second them;
Editor’s Note212And so success of mischief shall be born,
213And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up,
214Whiles England shall have generatïon.215
prince john You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow,
216To sound the bottom of the after-times.217
westmorland Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly
218How far forth you do like their articles?Editor’s Note219
prince john I like them all, and do allow them well,
220And swear here, by the honour of my blood,
221My father's purposes have been mistook,
Editor’s Note222And some about him have too lavishly
Link 223Wrested his meaning and authority.[To the Archbishop of York]
Editor’s Note224My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redressed;
225Upon my soul they shall. If this may please you,
Editor’s Note226Discharge your powers unto their several counties,
227As we will ours; and here between the armies
228Let's drink together friendly and embrace,
229That all their eyes may bear those tokens home
230Of our restorèd love and amity.231
archbishop of york I take your princely word for these redresses.232
prince john I give it you, and will maintain my word;
233And thereupon I drink unto your grace.[He drinks]234
hastings Editor’s Note[to Colëville] Go, captain, and deliver to the army
235This news of peace. Let them have pay, and part.
236I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain.[Exit Colëville]237
archbishop of york To you, my noble Lord of Westmorland![He drinks]238
westmorland [drinking] I pledge your grace. An if you knew what pains
239I have bestowed to breed this present peace,
240You would drink freely; but my love to ye
241Shall show itself more openly hereafter.242
archbishop of york I do not doubt you.
westmorland I am glad of it.[Drinking]
243Health to my lord and gentle cousin Mowbray!Editor’s Note244
mowbray You wish me health in very happy season,
Editor’s Note245For I am on the sudden something ill.Editor’s Note246
archbishop of york Against ill chances men are ever merry;
Editor’s Note247But heaviness foreruns the good event.248
westmorland Therefore be merry, coz, since sudden sorrow
249Serves to say thus: some good thing comes tomorrow.Editor’s Note250
archbishop of york Believe me, I am passing light in spirit.252
prince john The word of peace is rendered. Hark how they shout.Editor’s Note253
mowbray This had been cheerful after victory.254
archbishop of york A peace is of the nature of a conquest,
255For then both parties nobly are subdued,
256And neither party loser.
prince harry [to Westmorland] Go, my lord,
Link 257And let our army be dischargèd too.[Exit Westmorland] [To the Archbishop]
Editor’s Note258And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains
259March by us, that we may peruse the men
260We should have coped withal.
archbishop of york Go, good Lord Hastings,
261And ere they be dismissed, let them march by.[Exit Hastings]Editor’s Note262
prince john I trust, lords, we shall lie tonight together.Editor’s NoteEnter Earl of Westmorland [with captains]
263Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?264
westmorland The leaders, having charge from you to stand,
265Will not go off until they hear you speak.266
prince john They know their duties.Enter Lord Hastings267
hastings Editor’s Note[to the Archbishop] My lord, our army is dispersed already.
268Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses,
269East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,
270Each hurries toward his home and sporting place.271
westmorland Good tidings, my lord Hastings, for the which
Editor’s Note272I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason;
273And you, Lord Archbishop, and you, Lord Mowbray,
Editor’s Note274Of capital treason I attach you both.[The captains guard Hastings, the Archbishop, and Mowbray]275
mowbray Is this proceeding just and honourable?276
westmorland Is your assembly so?277
archbishop of york Will you thus break your faith?Editor’s Note278
prince john I pawned thee none.
279I promised you redress of these same grievances
280Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,
281I will perform with a most Christian care.
282But for you rebels, look to taste the due
Editor’s Note283Meet for rebellion.
284Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
Editor’s Note285Fondly brought here, and foolishly sent hence.—
Editor’s Note286Strike up our drums, pursue the scattered stray.
287God, and not we, hath safely fought today.
288Some guard these traitors to the block of death,
289Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath.Exeunt