Which, as immediate from thy place and blood, [Putting it on his Head. Which Heaven shall guard: And put the world's whole strength Into one giant arm, it shall not force This lineal honour from me: This from thee Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me. [Exit the Prince. K. Hen. Westmoreland! Gloster! Clarence! Enter PRINCE THOMAS, PRINCE HUMPHREY, EARL OF WESTMORELAND, and PAGES. P. Thom. Doth the king call? P. Humph. What would your majesty? How fares your grace? K. Hen. Why did you leave me here alone, my lords? P. Thom. We left the prince my brother here, my liege, Who undertook to sit and watch by you. K. Hen. The Prince of Wales? Where is he? let me see him: He is not here. West. This door is open; he is gone this way. P. Humph. He came not through the chamber where we stay❜d. K. Hen. Where is the crown? who took it from my pillow? West. When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here. K. Hen. The prince hath ta'en it hence:-go, seek him out. Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose My sleep my death? Find him, my Lord of Westmoreland: chide him hi ther. [Exit WESTMORELAND. This part of his conjoins with my disease, And helps to end me.-See, sons, what things you are ! For this the foolish over-careful fathers Have broke their sleeps with thought, their brains with care, Their bones with industry; For this they have engrossed and pil'd up Our thighs with wax, our mouths with honey, pack'd, We bring it to the hive; and, like the bees, Enter EARL OF WESTMORELAND. Now where is he that will not stay so long West. My lord, I found the prince in the next room, Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks; Enter HENRY PRINCE OF WALES. He is coming hither. K. Hen. But wherefore did he take away the crown? Lo, where he comes.-Come hither to me, Harry: Depart the chamber, leave us here alone. [Exeunt all but the King and the Prince. P. Hen. I never thought to hear you speak again. K. Hen. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought. weary thee. I stay too long by thee, I honours Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair, my Then get thee gone, and dig my grave thyself; Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your scum: Oh, thou wilt be a wilderness again! Thou foolish youth! Thou seek'st the greatness that will overwhelm thee. Is held from falling with so weak a wind, Thou hast stol'n that, which, after some few hours, Thy life did manifest, thou lov❜dst me not, P. Hen. Oh, pardon me, my liege! but for my tears, [Kneeling. I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke, The course of it so far. There is your crown; And He, that wears the crown immortally, Long guard it yours! Heaven witness with me, when I here came in, And never live to show the incredulous world And thus upbraided it. "The care on thee depending, Hath fed upon the body of my father, And eat thy bearer up." Thus, my most royal liege, Accusing it, I put it on my head; To try with it,—as with an enemy, That had before my face murder'd my father,- But, if it did infect my blood with joy, Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride,- Did, with the least affection of a welcome, Heaven put it in thy mind, to take it hence, Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed; Heaven knows my son, [The Prince sits by the King. By what by-paths, and indirect crook'd ways, I met this crown; and I myself know well, My gain of it by their assistances; Which daily grew to quarrel, and to blood shed: Thou seest, with peril I have answered: Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do, Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green; Therefore, my Harry, Be it thy course, to busy giddy minds With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out, You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me; Enter PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, PRINCE HUM- K. Hen. Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster! P. John. Health, peace, and happiness, to my royal father! K. Hen. Thou bring'st me happiness, and peace, son John; But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown |