Now all the youth of England are on fire

2.0.2464And silken dalliance in the wardrobe lies.

2.0.3465Now thrive the armorers, and honor's thought

2.0.4466Reigns solely in the breast of every man.

2.0.5467They sell the pasture now to buy the horse,

2.0.6468Following the mirror of all Christian kings

2.0.7469With wingèd heels, as English Mercuries.

2.0.8470For now sits expectation in the air

2.0.9471And hides a sword from hilts unto the point

2.0.10472With crowns imperial, crowns and coronets

2.0.11473Promised to Harry and his followers.

2.0.12474The French, advised by good intelligence

2.0.13475Of this most dreadful preparation,

2.0.14476Shake in their fear, and with pale policy

2.0.15477Seek to divert the English purposes.

2.0.16478O England, model to thy inward greatness,

2.0.17479Like little body with a mighty heart,

2.0.18480What mightst thou do, that honor would thee do,

2.0.19481Were all thy children kind and natural!

2.0.20482But see, thy fault France hath in thee found out:

2.0.21483A nest of hollow bosoms, which he fills

2.0.22484With treacherous crowns; and three corrupted men,

2.0.23485One, Richard, Earl of Cambridge, and the second

2.0.24486Henry, Lord Scrope of Masham, and the third

2.0.25487Sir Thomas Grey, knight of Northumberland,

2.0.26488Have for the gilt of France -- oh, guilt indeed! --

2.0.27489Confirmed conspiracy with fearful France.

2.0.28490And by their hands this grace of kings must die,

2.0.29491If hell and treason hold their promises,

2.0.30492Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton.

2.0.31493Linger your patience on, and we'll digest

2.0.32494Th'abuse of distance, force a play.

2.0.33495The sum is paid, the traitors are agreed,

2.0.34496The king is set from London, and the scene

2.0.35497Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton.

2.0.36498There is the playhouse now, there must you sit,

2.0.37499And thence to France shall we convey you safe

2.0.38500And bring you back, charming the narrow seas

2.0.39501To give you gentle pass; for if we may,

2.0.40502We'll not offend one stomach with our play.

2.0.41503But when the king come forth, and not till then,

2.0.42504Unto Southampton do we shift our scene.