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ACT II SCENE II Southampton. A council-chamber. 
BEDFORD 'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors. 
EXETER They shall be apprehended by and by. 
WESTMORELAND How smooth and even they do bear themselves! 
 As if allegiance in their bosoms sat, 5
 Crowned with faith and constant loyalty. 
BEDFORD The king hath note of all that they intend, 
 By interception which they dream not of. 
EXETER Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow, 
 Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours, 10
 That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell 
 His sovereign's life to death and treachery. 
 Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP, CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants 
KING HENRY V Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard. 
 My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham, 
 And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts: 15
 Think you not that the powers we bear with us 
 Will cut their passage through the force of France, 
 Doing the execution and the act 
 For which we have in head assembled them? 
SCROOP No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best. 20
KING HENRY V I doubt not that; since we are well persuaded 
 We carry not a heart with us from hence 
 That grows not in a fair consent with ours, 
 Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish 
 Success and conquest to attend on us. 25
CAMBRIDGE Never was monarch better fear'd and loved 
 Than is your majesty: there's not, I think, a subject 
 That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness 
 Under the sweet shade of your government. 
GREY True: those that were your father's enemies 30
 Have steep'd their galls in honey and do serve you 
 With hearts create of duty and of zeal. 
KING HENRY V We therefore have great cause of thankfulness; 
 And shall forget the office of our hand, 
 Sooner than quittance of desert and merit 35
 According to the weight and worthiness. 
SCROOP So service shall with steeled sinews toil, 
 And labour shall refresh itself with hope, 
 To do your grace incessant services. 
KING HENRY V We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter, 40
 Enlarge the man committed yesterday, 
 That rail'd against our person: we consider 
 it was excess of wine that set him on; 
 And on his more advice we pardon him. 
SCROOP That's mercy, but too much security: 45
 Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example 
 Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind. 
KING HENRY V O, let us yet be merciful. 
CAMBRIDGE So may your highness, and yet punish too. 
GREY Sir, 50
 You show great mercy, if you give him life, 
 After the taste of much correction. 
KING HENRY V Alas, your too much love and care of me 
 Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch! 

If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
 Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye 
 When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd and digested, 
 Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man, 
 Though Cambridge, Scroop and Grey, in their dear care 
 And tender preservation of our person, 60
 Would have him punished. And now to our French causes: 
 Who are the late commissioners? 
CAMBRIDGE I one, my lord: 
 Your highness bade me ask for it to-day. 
SCROOP So did you me, my liege. 65
GREY And I, my royal sovereign. 
KING HENRY V Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge, there is yours; 
 There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, sir knight, 
 Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours: 
 Read them; and know, I know your worthiness. 70
 My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter, 
 We will aboard to night. Why, how now, gentlemen! 
 What see you in those papers that you lose 
 So much complexion? Look ye, how they change! 
 Their cheeks are paper. Why, what read you there 75
 That hath so cowarded and chased your blood 
 Out of appearance? 
CAMBRIDGE I do confess my fault; 
 And do submit me to your highness' mercy. 
GREY | 80
 | To which we all appeal. 
KING HENRY V The mercy that was quick in us but late, 
 By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd: 
 You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy; 85
 For your own reasons turn into your bosoms, 
 As dogs upon their masters, worrying you. 
 See you, my princes, and my noble peers, 
 These English monsters! My Lord of Cambridge here, 
 You know how apt our love was to accord 90
 To furnish him with all appertinents 
 Belonging to his honour; and this man 
 Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspired, 
 And sworn unto the practises of France, 
 To kill us here in Hampton: to the which 95
 This knight, no less for bounty bound to us 
 Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But, O, 
 What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop? thou cruel, 
 Ingrateful, savage and inhuman creature! 
 Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels, 100
 That knew'st the very bottom of my soul, 
 That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold, 
 Wouldst thou have practised on me for thy use, 
 May it be possible, that foreign hire 
 Could out of thee extract one spark of evil 105
 That might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange, 
 That, though the truth of it stands off as gross 
 As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it. 
 Treason and murder ever kept together, 
 As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose, 110
 Working so grossly in a natural cause, 
 That admiration did not whoop at them: 
 But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in 
 Wonder to wait on treason and on murder: 
 And whatsoever cunning fiend it was 115
 That wrought upon thee so preposterously 
 Hath got the voice in hell for excellence: 
 All other devils that suggest by treasons 
 Do botch and bungle up damnation 
 With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd 120
 From glistering semblances of piety; 
 But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up, 
 Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do treason, 
 Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor. 
 If that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus 125
 Should with his lion gait walk the whole world, 
 He might return to vasty Tartar back, 
 And tell the legions 'I can never win 
 A soul so easy as that Englishman's.' 
 O, how hast thou with 'jealousy infected 130
 The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful? 
 Why, so didst thou: seem they grave and learned? 
 Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family? 
 Why, so didst thou: seem they religious? 
 Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet, 135
 Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger, 
 Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood, 
 Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement, 
 Not working with the eye without the ear, 
 And but in purged judgment trusting neither? 140
 Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem: 
 And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot, 
 To mark the full-fraught man and best indued 
 With some suspicion. I will weep for thee; 
 For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like 145
 Another fall of man. Their faults are open: 
 Arrest them to the answer of the law; 
 And God acquit them of their practises! 
EXETER I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of 
 Richard Earl of Cambridge. 150
 I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of 
 Henry Lord Scroop of Masham. 
 I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of 
 Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland. 
SCROOP Our purposes God justly hath discover'd; 155
 And I repent my fault more than my death; 
 Which I beseech your highness to forgive, 
 Although my body pay the price of it. 
CAMBRIDGE For me, the gold of France did not seduce; 
 Although I did admit it as a motive 160
 The sooner to effect what I intended: 
 But God be thanked for prevention; 
 Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice, 
 Beseeching God and you to pardon me. 
GREY Never did faithful subject more rejoice 165
 At the discovery of most dangerous treason 
 Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself. 
 Prevented from a damned enterprise: 
 My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign. 
KING HENRY V God quit you in his mercy! Hear your sentence. 170
 You have conspired against our royal person, 
 Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd and from his coffers 
 Received the golden earnest of our death; 
 Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter, 
 His princes and his peers to servitude, 175
 His subjects to oppression and contempt 
 And his whole kingdom into desolation. 
 Touching our person seek we no revenge; 
 But we our kingdom's safety must so tender, 
 Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws 180
 We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence, 
 Poor miserable wretches, to your death: 
 The taste whereof, God of his mercy give 
 You patience to endure, and true repentance 
 Of all your dear offences! Bear them hence. 185
 Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP and GREY, guarded 
 Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof 
 Shall be to you, as us, like glorious. 
 We doubt not of a fair and lucky war, 
 Since God so graciously hath brought to light 
 This dangerous treason lurking in our way 190
 To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now 
 But every rub is smoothed on our way. 
 Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver 
 Our puissance into the hand of God, 
 Putting it straight in expedition. 195
 Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance: 
 No king of England, if not king of France. 

Henry V, Act 2, Scene 3


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