Chapter 9 first act

The first Waxworth.Northumberland Castle front Enter Bardolph. Who is Bardolph the gatekeeper?Hello! (Si Yan opens the door) Where is the Earl? Sir, who are you? Bardolph Tell the earl that Lord Bardolph is here waiting for him. Lord Squad has gone for a walk in the garden; knock yonder at the garden gate, and he will answer it himself. Enter Northumberland. Count Bardolph came. (Exit Si Yan). What news from Northumberland, my lord Bardolph?Every minute now produces bloodshed.The current situation is so chaotic, the struggle is like a well-fed, unbridled angry horse, and everything it encounters will knock it down.

Lord Bardolph, I bring you some news from Solusbury. Good news for Northumberland! Bardolph couldn't be better.The king is wounded and dying; the son has killed Prince Harry as soon as he succeeds; both Brents are killed by Douglas; the little prince John, Westmoreland, and Stafford are all gone; Leigh Moonmouth's companion, the fat Sir John, was the son's prisoner.what!Rarely has there been since Julius Caesar a triumph so grand and heroic as to color our age. How did Northumberland get this news?Have you seen what is happening on the battlefield?Are you from Solusbury? Count Bardolph, I have talked with a man who has just come from there; he is a gentleman of good breeding and reputation, and told me the news frankly, and said it was quite true.

Northumberland My servant Travers is back, whom I sent on Tuesday for news. Count Bardolph, my horse outruns his, and has overtook him on the road; and he has no definite news, save what I happen to hear from my lips. Enter Traverse. Northumberland, Travers, what good news do you bring? Sir Traverse, I met Sir John Enflawell on the road, and he told me good news, and I turned my horse back; for his horse was better than mine, so he preceded me passed.Then came another gentleman spurring on, weary from his haste; he stopped beside me to rest his bloodied horse; and asked me my journey to Chester Lu, I also asked him about Solusbury's news.He told me the rebels had lost and young Harry Pansy's blood was running cold.Having said this, he could not wait for my questioning, and he shook the rein, and stooped and kicked his poor horse's panting belly with spurs until the cogs sank into the flesh, and so on. He ran away in a flash.

Northumberland Hey!Say it again.Did he say young Harry Pansy's blood was cold?Is Hotspur dead?Did he say the rebels had lost? Count Bardolph, I tell you: If your son is not victorious, I swear on my honor, I would exchange my title for a ribbon of silk.What do those words make sense of it! NORTHUMBERLAND So why did that gentleman on horseback whom Travers met on the road say such despondent words? Bardolph who, he?He must be some low fellow, and the horse he rides must have been stolen; and on my life he's talking nonsense.Look, there's another message coming. Enter Multon. Northumberland Well, this man's countenance is like the title-page of a book, foreshadowing its wretched content; and when the savage tide recedes from the shore and leaves a trail of invading The situation was similar to the expression on his face.Say, Malton, are you from Solusbury?

Morton tells my lord, I've come all the way from Solusbury; Where the hideous Death, in his most hideous mask, ravages our army. How is my son and brother in Northumberland?You are trembling, and the pale color of your face has replaced your tongue to explain your purpose.It was such a man, so listless, so dejected, so ashes, so full of sorrow, that in the stillness of the night, he lifted Priam's curtain, to tell him that half of his Troy had been burned. but before he spoke, Priam saw the fire; and before you told me your news, I knew my Pansy was dead.You'll say, "Thy son did such and such; thy brother did such and such; gallant Douglas fought so and so valiantly," filling my greedy ear with their gallant deeds; but when And at last you'll blow away these praises with a sigh, and give my ear a fatal blow, saying, "Dead, brother, and son, and all."

Morton Douglas is alive, and your brother is not dead; but my lord— Northumberland, he is dead.See what a quick tongue suspicion has!As long as anyone worries about something he doesn't want to know, he will instinctively know from the eyes of others that what he worries about has been realized.But go on, Morton, and tell your earl that he guessed wrong, and I'll be glad to take the blame, and reward you for calling me wrong. Morton I am too humble a man to accuse you of your mistakes; your premonitions are too real, your apprehensions are too certain facts. Northumberland But, nevertheless, don't say Percy is dead.I see a strange look in your eyes, confessing things you dare not confess; you shake your head, afraid to speak the truth, which you may think is a crime.If he does die, tell the truth; the tongue that reported his death is innocent.It is a crime to inflict false slander upon the dead, but it is no fault to say that the dead are not alive.But the first man who brings unwelcome news has done but a vain work; and his tongue shall forever be a mournful knell, whose sound one hears, Remember it once told the bad news of a dead friend.

Count Bardolph, I cannot imagine your son dying like this. Morton, I am sorry I must compel you to believe what my eyes will not see; yet I saw him bloody and exhausted before Harry Monmouth, and the lightning force of his foe, fell The invincible Panxi, from now on, his soul has returned to the spring, and he will never stand up again.In a word, his flaming spirit, which had kindled the souls of the most obstinate peasants in his army, now, when word of his death was announced, even the most valiant warriors lost their fire and heat; for his The army is united by his steel-like will, and once the main brain is lost, they are like pieces of blunt and stubborn lead, and everyone works independently; under great pressure, the heavy things will fly at the maximum speed Out, our men lose Hotspur's command, and their fear grows wings on their legs, and the arrows fly not so swiftly as they flee from the field.Then the noble Worster was captured again; the brave Scot, the bloodthirsty Douglas, whose invincible sword had killed three soldiers pretending to be kings, at this time his courage was also failing, and followed The rest of them turned their backs and fled together, accidentally slipped in panic, and were also captured by the enemy.In a word, the king is victorious, and, my lord, he has sent an army, under young Lancaster and Westmoreland, To attack you soon.That's all the news I know.

Northumberland I shall have plenty of time to mourn these news.Poisons sometimes cure; when I was healthy, these tidbits might have made me sick; but as I am sick, they have cured me a little.Just like a man with a fever, whose feeble muscles and bones are already like broken hinges, barely supporting the burden of life, but when the fever breaks out, like a burst of fire, he will rush out of his caretaker's body. My arms, my limbs, too, were weakened by sorrow, and now they are tripled in strength by sorrow's rage.So go, you slender crutches!Now my hands must be steel-armored; go, you sick cap!You are too frivolous a guard to guard my head from the blades of princes who ride on the power of victory.Now let steel wrap my brow, and let the worst hour this hostile age can bring me to glare at wrathful Northumberland!Let heaven and earth kiss!Let the giant hand of nature let the floods run wild!Let order be destroyed!Let this world no longer become a stalemate battlefield!Let the spirit of Cain reign over the hearts of all men, and make every man a bloodthirsty murderer, and this may bring an early end to this cruel drama!Let darkness bury death!

Lord Travers, this excessive grief will hurt your body. Bardolph Good earl, let not wisdom depart from your honour. Morton All your dear companions' lives depend on your health; and should thou sacrifice your health to violent passions, their lives shall not be spared.My lord sir, before you said, "Let us go," you considered the outcome of the war and all possible contingencies.You have long expected that the son may die under the merciless sword; you know that he is walking on the edge of a dangerous cliff, and he will probably stumble on the way; you know that his body will be wounded and bleed, His unrelenting spirit will drive him to risk life and death; but you still say, "Up!" None of these powerful scruples can prevent you from resolute action.Which of the changes that have taken place since then, and the results of this daring adventure, is not in your expectation?

Bardolph We who are ready to accept this loss know that we sail on perilous seas, and our life is but one-tenth chance; yet we risk our way, because the hoped gain makes us no longer apprehend the possible evil. ;Although failed, still have to make persistent efforts.Come, let us donate our bodies and property together and revive our reputation. Morton, this is urgent.My most honorable lord, I have heard it true, that the good Archbishop of York has raised a fine army to move; and he is a man who can bind his men with double assurance.The soldiers who fought under the command of the young master were nothing more than walking dead and invisible guys. Because the word "rebellion" lay in their hearts, it could make their spirit and body inconsistent in action; After entering the battle, they put on a sad face like people taking medicine, their weapons are just a bluff for us, but their spirit and soul are like fish in a pond, frozen by the word rebellion .But now the archbishop made rebellion into religious justice; his piety was recognized by all, and all men obeyed his urges with whole body and mind; The blood of the blood, to strengthen his cause of arms; Said that his actions were in the providence of heaven; He told them that he would do his best to save this bloody country that was dying under the pressure of mighty Bolingbroke; As a result, many people have joined him.

Northumberland I knew that long ago; but, I will tell you, the present sorrow has swept it from my mind.Come in with me, and we will discuss the most appropriate self-defense plan and revenge strategy.Get your horses ready, write fast, and get as many friends as you can; now is the time when we are most isolated, and most in need of aid. (same below.) Second London.street Enter John Falstaff, followed by his page with sword and shield. Falstaff, you big man, what does the doctor say after seeing my urine? The boy said, Sir, this urine itself is very good and healthy urine; but the person who urinates like this may have more diseases than he knows. All sorts of people in Falstaff took it as a flattering thing to laugh at me; and this stupid lump of clay--man--had a head, but the jokes I made and on me I can't think of any other jokes besides the ones I made. Not only am I smart, but I also lend my smartness to others.Here I am walking in front of you, like a fat old sow who crushed her entire litter to death, leaving only one poking her head out behind her.The prince asked you to serve me, if I didn't intentionally compare you to me, I would be considered a person who doesn't know how to predict things.You bitch-born ginseng fruit, let you follow my back, you might as well stick you in my hat.I have lived so long, and now I have an agate pendant as my servant; but I will not set you with gold and silver, but I will make you wear dirty rags, and treat you as Return like a jewel to your master, the little boy with no hair on his chin, your prince.A beard grows out of my hand, quicker than his face; yet he will say his face is the face of a king; God may modify it, now He hasn't lost a hair yet; and he can keep this regal look forever, for the barber will never make sixpence out of it again; It's just a man.He can look at himself and feel sorry for himself, but he has almost completely lost my favor, and I can tell him the truth.What does Don Bolton say about the satin I'm going to use for my jacket and chaps? Sir, said he, Sir, You should find a surer surer than Bardolph; He will not accept the note you two make; He is not satisfied with this kind of surety. Falstaff sent him to Hungry Ghost Hell!May his tongue be hotter than that of a hungry ghost!A devil born of a bitch!An evil slave who shouted yes yes yes!A gentleman looks after his business, and he wants guarantees and no guarantees.These oily whore-born bastards now wear high boots and a bunch of keys in their girdle; and if you give them money on credit, they'll ask you for a bond.I'd rather they put rat poison in my mouth than have them gag my tongue with a bond.In my chivalry, I asked him to send me twenty-two yards of satin, but he answered me with a surety.Well, let him sleep peacefully in the bond; because no one can guarantee that his wife will not steal a man, and she has a horn on her head, and she doesn't know it yet.What about Bardolph? Page Boy He went to Smithfield to buy horses for your old man. Falstaff I bought him from St. Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse at Smithfield; and if I can get another wife at the brothel, I'll have a dog, a horse, a wife, everything. There is. Enter the Lord Chancellor and Servants. My lord page, here comes this nobleman, who has imprisoned the Prince, for beating him in Bardolph's favor. Falstaff don't go away; I don't want to see him. Who was the justice who went there? The servant returned to my lord, he was Falstaff. Is the justice the one who was suspected of robbery? The servant is he, my lord; but he has done service at Solusbury, and is said to be now leading an army to Lord John Lancaster. Lord Chancellor, to York?call him back. Servant Sir John Falstaff! Falstaff boy, tell him I'm deaf. Boy You must speak louder, my master is deaf. Lord Chancellor I believe he is deaf, and his ears are never good.Go, grab his sleeve, I have to talk to him. Servant Sir John! Falstaff what!A young boy, but he started to beggar?Isn't there a war outside?Can't you find something to do?Doesn't the king lack subjects?Don't the traitors need soldiers?Although it is a disgraceful thing to follow others to rebel, being a beggar is much more disgraceful than rebelling. Ser Servant, you are mistaken. Falstaff, do I say you're a decent fellow?Leaving aside my knighthood and my military qualifications, I would have lied a great liar if I had said such things. Servant Then, sir, put aside your knighthood and military qualifications, and allow me to tell you that you have lied a great lie, if you say that I am not a good man. Falstaff I allow you to say such things to me!I set aside my natural personality!Hmph, even if you hang me, you won't be allowed.If you want to get my permission, go hang yourself!You misguided fellow, go!Get out! Sir, my lord wants to speak to you. Lord Chancellor Sir John Falstaff, let me speak to you. Falstaff my good lord!God bless you old man!I am very glad to see you walking outside; I heard that you are sick; I hope you follow the doctor's advice to walk outside.Although your old man has not fully passed the age of youth, you are still a little old, and you have a bit of old-fashioned taste.I would like to respectfully advise you, the elderly, to pay more attention to your health. Lord Chancellor, Sir John, I sent for you before you set out for Solusbury. Falstaff I will tell you, old man, that I heard that His Majesty is not quite well on his return from Wales. Lord Chancellor, I will not tell you about His Majesty the King.You didn't want to come to see me the last time I called for you. Falstaff And I've heard that His Majesty's apoplexy was just that damned. Good Lord, God bless him with a speedy recovery!Please allow me to speak to you. Falstaff will confess to your excellency that this apoplexy is, as far as I know, a sort of sleeping sickness, a paralysis and tingling of the blood. What are you doing telling me these words, Your Majesty?Whatever disease it is, let it be what it is. Falstaff Its cause, too much sorrow and labor, too much stimulation of the mind.I once read about the cause of his disease from a medical book; people who suffer from this disease will also become deaf in their ears. Lord Chancellor I think you are afflicted with the same disease, because you cannot hear what I say to you. Falstaff is very well, my lord, very well.To tell you the truth, I am suffering from a disease of deafness. The Lord Chancellor put fetters on your heels and cure your ear; I'd love to be your physician once. Falstaff I am as poor as Job, my lord, and not so patient.Your old man, seeing me as a pauper, may prescribe your medicine and imprison me; but whether I would like to be your patient is a question worthy of a wise man's consideration. Lord Chancellor I call you to come and talk to me because you are suspected of a crime punishable by death. Falstaff I did not come to see you at that time, being advised by my learned army counsel. Lord Chancellor, to tell the truth, Sir John, your reputation is disheartened. Falstaff, I see that I am so fat, and my belly is about to slump. Your income, Lord Chancellor, is meager, but your expenses are considerable. Falstaff I wish it was the other way around.I wish my income was fat and my waist thinner. Your lord, you led that young prince astray. Falstaff No, it was the young prince who led me astray.I'm the guy with the big belly and he's my dog. Good Lord, I hate to renew a fresh sore; What you did at Solusbury by day at last overshadows what you did by night at Gats.You should be thankful in these turbulent times that you escaped this lawsuit lightly. Lord Falstaff! Lord Chancellor But now that all is well, be quiet; take care not to waken a sleeping wolf. Falstaff Waking up a wolf is as bad a thing as smelling a fox. Justice Hey!You are like a candle, most of which have been burned away. Falstaff I am a candle to a carnival night, my lord, all made of fat. ——I said "fat" is not false at all, and my fatness can prove it. Every gray hair on your head should remind you to be a man of maturity, Lord Justice. Falstaff reminds me that life is impermanent and that I should eat and drink more. Chancellor You follow the young prince everywhere like his evil god. Falstaff You are mistaken, my lord; the devil is a frivolous boy, and I wish I could be seen without a scale to see how heavy I am.But I also admit that in some respects I don't enjoy myself very much, and I don't know why.In this age of philistine success, virtue is everywhere despised.The real warriors have become servants in charge of bears; the wise men have turned themselves into waiters in the hotel, wasting their intelligence in accounting and repaying accounts; all the talents that belong to men are under the envy of the world Become worthless.You old people don't think about our young people; you judge our passionate desires by your ruthless character; I must admit that those of us who stand at the forefront of youth are also A born rascal. Your body is already covered with the words of old age. Do you still want to register your name in the list of young people?Don't you have a pair of dim eyes, a pair of withered hands, a scorched face, a gray beard, two thin legs, and a fat belly?Your voice is not hoarse, your breath is not short, your chin is not covered with flesh, your wisdom is not empty day by day, not every part of your body is decaying, but you still pretend to be For youth?Spit, spit, spit, Sir John! I was born about three o'clock in the afternoon, Lord Falstaff, with white hair and a round belly.My throat is hoarse from shouting and singing hymns.I will not prove my youth by any other facts; to tell the truth, I am a man of experience only in my sense and intellect.Whoever will give me a thousand marks to dance with me, and let him lend me that money, I will do it.Speaking of the slap that the prince gave you, although he slapped you like a barbaric prince, you were beaten by him like a wise minister.I have reproached him about that incident, and this little lion knows he regrets it; well, but he does not wear linen and ashes, but expresses his repentance in fresh silk and old wine . Good Lord Chancellor, may God give the Prince a better companion! Falstaff May God give that companion a better prince!I just couldn't shake him off. Your Majesty, Your Majesty has separated you from Prince Hal.I hear you are going with John Lancaster to slay the Archbishop and the Earl of Northumberland. Falstaff Well, I thank you for your clever idea.But you people who are sitting at home enjoying peace, you should pray to God that our two armies don't fight in the heat, because by God I only came out with two shirts and I wasn't going to bleed too much If it's hot weather, it's not a wine bottle I'm waving in my hand, I hope I won't foam at the mouth from now on.As long as there is any dangerous action that dares to stick its head out, it always pushes me forward.Well, I'm not going to live forever.But we English have a curious temper, that when they have a good thing they make it plain.If you must say I'm an old man, you should let me rest.I only pray God that my name should not be so dreadful in the ears of enemies as it is now; I would rather have my bones rust and die in idleness than that continual labor wears away my body. Good Lord, be a well-behaved man; God bless you with victory! Falstaff Will you lend me a thousand pounds to make me better? The Justice has not a dime, not a dime.Farewell; give my respects to my cousin Westmoreland. (Exit the Chancellor and servants.) Falstaff If I'll speak for you, let three men beat me with mallets.Old people are always inseparable from covetousness, just as young people are all perverts; but one is sad with gout, and the other is full of pain with bayberry sores, so I don't have to curse them.child! Lord valet! Falstaff How much money do I have in my purse? The page boy is seven gros and twopence. Falstaff There's no cure for my purse-wasting sickness; asking for loans only keeps it lingering, and it's never going to get better.Send this letter to the Duke of Lancaster; this one to the Prince; this one to the Earl of Westmoreland; After one white beard, I swore to marry her every week.Go, you know where to find me. (Exit the page.) That damned gout!This damn syphilis!Either gout or syphilis, on my big toe.Well, I'll just walk with a limp; the war will be my cover, and my reasons for taking the prize money will be all the more plausible.A wise man is good at making use of everything; I have this disease, and I must rely on it to make a profit. (Down.) Game 3 York.A Room in the Archbishop's Mansion Enter Archbishop of York, Hastings, Mowbray, and Bardolph. You have all heard the reasons for our rebellion in York; Opinions on the future of action.First, Sir Si Li, what do you say? Mowbray I grant our reasons for raising this army are very good; but I would like you to give me a clear instruction How with our strength We can stand boldly and fearlessly To meet the king's mighty army. Hastings We have now raised twenty-five thousand good men; and our support rests largely on noble Northumberland, whose bosom burns with hatred. Bardolph The question is this, Lord Hastings: Can our present twenty-five thousand men support the war without the assistance of Northumberland? Hastings has him at our back, and of course we can support the fight. Bardolph Well, yes, that's the point.But if our strength should be felt too feeble without his help, it seems to me that we should not rush until his help arrives; for such great matters of life and death are Overly optimistic speculation and expectations about uncertain aid cannot be tolerated. York You are quite right, Lord Bardolph; for young Hotspur made such a mistake at Solusbury. Bardolph is, indeed, the archbishop; who fortifies his own courage with hope, feeds him with empty words of aid, and comforts his spirit with the hope of an unreal army; Some's vast imagination led his army to the road of death, and jumped into the abyss of destruction with his eyes closed. Hastings But, pardon me for saying so, it never does any harm to take probable hopes into account. Bardolph If we rest our fortunes in this war on hope, that hope is as useless and harmful to us as the first buds we see in the early spring. Hope does not guarantee their flowering and fruiting, The ruthless frost has already destroyed their vitality.When we are going to build a house, we first need to measure the foundation, and then design the drawing; after drawing the drawing, we also need to estimate the cost of the building. If the cost exceeds our financial resources, we must redraw the drawing and try to reduce Save some labor, or abandon this architectural project altogether.The great work we are doing now is to overthrow an old kingdom and rebuild a new one, so we should especially study the environment, formulate policies, establish a solid foundation, ask surveyors, and understand us. Is it possible for our own strength to engage in such work and resist the oppression of the enemy; otherwise, if we talk about wars on paper in vain and replace the actual fighters with the list of fighters, it is like a man making a painting that his strength cannot build. The design of the house, halfway through the construction, stopped halfway, leaving the unfinished frame of the house, let it be exposed to the bitter wind and rain. Hastings Our hope is still great, and if it should come to naught, and if our numbers are as great as we can expect, I think with this strength we can fight with the king. armies against each other. Bardolph what!Does the king have only twenty-five thousand soldiers? Hastings came to fight us with so much force; perhaps not so many miles, Lord Bardolph.In order to meet the disorder, his armies have been dispersed in three places: one against France, one against Glendower, and the third, needless to say, against us.The shaky king had to deal with enemies on three fronts, and his treasury was empty. York He will never muster his scattered forces, and attack us with all his strength, that we may rest assured. Hastings If he does this, and his back is defenseless, the French and Welsh will take advantage of it; there's no need to worry. Who does Bardolph think he'll send with his army here? Duke of Hastings Lancaster and Westmoreland; himself and Harry Moonmouth to fight Wales; but I have no definite news yet, I don't know who will lead the army against France. York Let us go, and declare our reasons for rising.The people are weary of their own chosen king; their excess enthusiasm is oversatiated.To build one's own position on the goodwill of the masses, the foundation is easy to shake but cannot be consolidated.O you foolish masses!With what applause did you shake the heavens and bless Bolingbroke, Before Bolingbroke was where you wished him to be now; I couldn't stand him again, and wanted to vomit him out.You wretched dog, that's how you vomited noble Richard out of your belly, and now you want to eat what you've vomited, and bark because you can't find it.In this era of ups and downs, what faith is there?Those who wished Richard dead when he lived, are now fascinated by his grave; and when he followed the beloved Bolingbroke through bustling London with sighs, did you ever Throw the earth on his majestic head, and now you cry, "Earth! Give us back that king, and take this one!" O cursed thoughts of men!The past and the future are good, but the present is abhorrent to them. MOWBRAY Shall we go and gather the army and prepare to go? Hastings We are governed by time, and time bids us go at once. (same below.)