I wish,—a common wish indeed—
My purse were somewhat fatter,
That I might cheer the child of need,
And not my pride to flatter;
That I might make oppression reel,
As only gold can make it,
And break the tyrant's rod of steel,
As only gold can break it.

I wish, that sympathy and love,
And every human passion
That has its origin above,

Would come, and keep in fashion;
That scorn, and jealousy, and hate,
And every base emotion,
Were buried fifty fathoms deep
Beneath the waves of ocean!

I wish, that friends were always true,
And motives always pure;

I wish the good were not so few,
I wish the bad were fewer.

I wish, that modest worth might be
Appraised with truth and candour;
I wish that innocence was free
From treachery and slander.

I wish-in fine-that joy and mirth,
And every good ideal,

May come ere while, throughout the earth,
To be the glorious real;

Till God shall every creature bless

With His supremest blessing,

And hope be lost in happiness,

And wishing in possessing!

HENRY IV. FIRST PART.-(Shakespeare.)

ACT III. SCENE

I.-Bangor. A Room in the Archdeacon's

House.

Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Mortimer, and Glendower.

Mort. These promises are fair, the parties sure, And our induction full of prosperous hope.

Hot. Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower, will you sit down?-And uncle Worcester :-a plague upon it! I have forgot the map.

Glend. No, here it is.

Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur;
For by that name, as oft as Lancaster

Doth speak of you,

His cheek looks pale, and with a rising sigh,
He wisheth you in heaven.

Hot. And you in hell, as often as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.

Glend. I cannot blame him: at my nativity,
The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
Of burning cressets; and at my birth,

The frame and huge foundation of the earth
Shak'd like a coward.

Hot. Why, so it would have done at the same season, if your mother's cat had but kitten'd, though yourself had never been born.

Glend. I say the earth did shake when I was born.

Hot. And I say the earth was not of my mind, If you suppose as fearing you it shook.

Glend. The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble.

Hot. O then the earth shook to see the heavens And not in fear of your nativity.

[on fire,

Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth
In strange eruptions; oft the teeming earth
Is with a kind of colic pinch'd and vex'd
By the imprisoning of unruly wind

Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving,
Shakes the old beldam earth, and topples down
Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth,
Our grandam earth, having this distemperature,
In passion shook.

Glend.

Cousin, of many men

I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave
To tell you once again,-that at my birth,
The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes;
The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds.
Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields.
These signs have mark'd me extraordinary;
And all the courses of my life do show,

I am not in the roll of common men.

Where is the living,—clipp'd in with the sea
That chides the banks of England, Scotland,
Wales,-

Which calls me pupil, or hath read to me?
And bring him out, that is but woman's son,
Can trace me in the tedious ways of art,
And hold me pace in deep experiments.

Hot. I think there is no man speaks better I'll to dinner.

[Welsh.Mort. Peace, cousin Percy! you will make him mad.

Glend. I can call spirits from the vasty deep. Hot. Why, so can I, or so can any man; But will they come, when you do call for them? Glend. Why, I can teach thee, cousin, to command the devil.

Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil,

By telling truth: tell truth, and shame the devil. If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither, And I'll be sworn, I have power to shame him hence.

O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil! Mort. Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.

Glend. Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head

Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye, And sandy-bottom'd Severn, have I sent him Bootless home, and weather-beaten back.

Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?

[too! Glend. Come, here's the map; shall we divide our right,

According to our three-fold order ta'en?

Mort. The archdeacon hath divided it
Into three limits, very equally:-

England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,
By south and east is to my part assign'd;
All westward, Wales, beyond the Severn shore,
And all the fertile land within that bound,
To Owen Glendower :-and, dear coz, to you
The remnant northward, lying off from Trent.
And our indentures tripartite are drawn ;
Which being sealèd interchangeably,
(A business that this night may execute,)
To-morrow, cousin Percy, you and I,

And my good lord of Worcester, will set forth
To meet your father and the Scottish power,
As is appointed us at Shrewsbury.

My father Glendower is not ready yet,

Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days :— [To Glend.] Within that space you may have drawn together

Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen. Glend. A shorter time shall send me to you, And in my conduct shall your ladies come; [lords : From whom you now must steal, and take no For there will be a world of water shed, [leave; Upon the parting of your wives and you.

[here

Hot. Methinks my moiety, north from Burton
In quantity equals not one of yours:
See how this river comes me cranking in,
And cuts me from the best of all my land
A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out.
I'll have the current in this place damm'd up;
And here the smug and silver Trent shall run
In a new channel, fair and evenly:

It shall not wind with such a deep indent,
To rob me of so rich a bottom here.

Glend. Not wind? it shall, it must; you see it doth.

Mort. Yea, but mark how he bears his course, and runs me up

With like advantage on the other side;
Gelding the opposèd continent as much,
As on the other side it takes from you.

Wor. Yea, but a little charge will trench him

here;

And on this north side win this cape of land;
And then he runs straight and even.

Hot. I'll have it so; a little charge will do it.
Glend. I will not have it alter'd.

Hot.
Glend. No, nor you shall not.

Hot.

Will not you?

Who shall say me nay ?

Glend. Why, that will I.

Hot.

Let me not understand you, then;

Speak it in Welsh.