Henry VIII
Act I, Act 1 Prologue
Prologue
1 - 32- I come no more to make you laugh; things now
- That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
- Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe:
- Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,
- We now present. Those that can pity, here
- May (if they think it well) let fall a tear;
- The subject will deserve it. Such as give
- Their money out of hope they may believe,
- May here find truth too. Those that come to see
- Only a show or two, and so agree
- The play may pass, if they be still and willing,
- I’ll undertake may see away their shilling
- Richly in two short hours. Only they
- That come to hear a merry, bawdy play,
- A noise of targets, or to see a fellow
- In a long motley coat guarded with yellow,
- Will be deceiv’d. For, gentle hearers, know,
- To rank our chosen truth with such a show
- As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting
- Our own brains and the opinion that we bring
- To make that only true we now intend,
- Will leave us never an understanding friend.
- Therefore, for goodness sake, and as you are known
- The first and happiest hearers of the town,
- Be sad, as we would make ye. Think ye see
- The very persons of our noble story
- As they were living. Think you see them great,
- And follow’d with the general throng and sweat
- Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see
- How soon this mightiness meets misery;
- And if you can be merry then, I’ll say
- A man may weep upon his wedding-day.