Henry IV, Part 1


William Shakespeare

Henry IV, Part 1 is a historical play that follows the reign of King Henry IV of England. The play is set in the early 15th century and explores the themes of power, loyalty, and honor.

The story begins with King Henry IV facing rebellion from several nobles who are unhappy with his rule. The king's son, Prince Hal, is a wild and reckless young man who spends his time drinking and carousing with a group of low-life friends, including the rogue Sir John Falstaff.

As the rebellion grows stronger, King Henry IV sends his army to confront the rebels. Prince Hal, who has been avoiding his responsibilities, decides to join the fight and proves himself to be a skilled warrior. During the battle, Prince Hal kills the rebel leader, Hotspur, in a one-on-one combat.

Meanwhile, Falstaff and his band of miscreants have been causing trouble of their own, stealing and lying their way through life. When Prince Hal returns from battle, he publicly rejects Falstaff and his old way of life, choosing instead to embrace his duties as a future king and ally himself with the honorable Lord John Lancaster.

The play ends with King Henry IV facing a new threat from the powerful Percy family, who are seeking revenge for the death of Hotspur. Prince Hal, now a changed man, vows to fight for his father and prove his loyalty to the crown.

Act I

Act 1 of Henry IV, Part 1 begins with King Henry IV lamenting about his troubled reign and his son Prince Hal's wayward behavior. The scene then shifts to a tavern where Prince Hal is drinking and carousing with his friend Sir John Falstaff and other low-life characters. Hal reveals his plan to reform his ways and prove himself to his father.

Meanwhile, a rebellion led by the Welshman Owen Glendower is gaining strength and threatening the King's rule. The Earl of Northumberland, a supporter of the rebellion, is introduced along with his son Hotspur, a valiant warrior who is frustrated with the King's lack of recognition for his achievements.

The King sends a message to Hotspur demanding that he surrender his prisoners, but Hotspur refuses and instead plans to join forces with Glendower. The scene then returns to the tavern where Prince Hal and Falstaff engage in humorous banter before Hal receives news of the rebellion. Hal decides to join the fight and leaves Falstaff behind.

The act ends with the King and his advisors preparing for war against the rebels, acknowledging the potential danger posed by Hotspur's military prowess.

SCENE I. London. The palace.

In Scene 1 of Act 1, two characters, King Henry IV and his advisor, discuss the current state of their kingdom. The king is concerned about a rebellion led by the powerful Hotspur and his allies, which threatens to overthrow the monarchy. His advisor suggests that they raise an army to fight against the rebels, but the king is hesitant to do so, fearing that it will only lead to more violence and bloodshed.

As they continue to talk, a messenger arrives with news that the rebels have seized a town and are gaining support from other nobles. The king realizes that he must take action and agrees to raise an army. He also reveals his disappointment in his own son, Prince Hal, who has been spending his time drinking and carousing with a group of low-life companions, instead of preparing for his eventual role as king.

The scene ends with the king expressing his hope that Prince Hal will one day redeem himself and become the noble leader that he was meant to be. This sets the stage for the rest of the play, which will focus on the relationship between Prince Hal and his father, as well as the ongoing conflict between the monarchy and the rebellious nobles.


So shaken as we are, so wan with care,
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Find we a time for frighted peace to pant,
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And breathe short-winded accents of new broils
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To be commenced in strands afar remote.
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No more the thirsty entrance of this soil
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Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood;
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Nor more shall trenching war channel her fields,
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Nor bruise her flowerets with the armed hoofs
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Of hostile paces: those opposed eyes,
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Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,
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All of one nature, of one substance bred,
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Did lately meet in the intestine shock
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And furious close of civil butchery
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Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,
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March all one way and be no more opposed
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Against acquaintance, kindred and allies:
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The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife,
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No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,
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As far as to the sepulchre of Christ,
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Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
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We are impressed and engaged to fight,
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Forthwith a power of English shall we levy;
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Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb
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To chase these pagans in those holy fields
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Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet
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Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd
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For our advantage on the bitter cross.
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But this our purpose now is twelve month old,
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And bootless 'tis to tell you we will go:
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Therefore we meet not now. Then let me hear
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Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland,
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What yesternight our council did decree
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In forwarding this dear expedience.
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My liege, this haste was hot in question,
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And many limits of the charge set down
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But yesternight: when all athwart there came
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A post from Wales loaden with heavy news;
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Whose worst was, that the noble Mortimer,
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Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight
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Against the irregular and wild Glendower,
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Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,
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A thousand of his people butchered;
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Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,
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Such beastly shameless transformation,
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By those Welshwomen done as may not be
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Without much shame retold or spoken of.
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It seems then that the tidings of this broil
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Brake off our business for the Holy Land.
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This match'd with other did, my gracious lord;
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For more uneven and unwelcome news
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Came from the north and thus it did import:
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On Holy-rood day, the gallant Hotspur there,
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Young Harry Percy and brave Archibald,
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That ever-valiant and approved Scot,
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At Holmedon met,
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Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour,
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As by discharge of their artillery,
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And shape of likelihood, the news was told;
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For he that brought them, in the very heat
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And pride of their contention did take horse,
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Uncertain of the issue any way.
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Here is a dear, a true industrious friend,
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Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse.
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Stain'd with the variation of each soil
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Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours;
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And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.
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The Earl of Douglas is discomfited:
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Ten thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights,
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Balk'd in their own blood did Sir Walter see
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On Holmedon's plains. Of prisoners, Hotspur took
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Mordake the Earl of Fife, and eldest son
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To beaten Douglas; and the Earl of Athol,
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Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith:
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And is not this an honourable spoil?
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A gallant prize? ha, cousin, is it not?
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In faith,
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It is a conquest for a prince to boast of.
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Yea, there thou makest me sad and makest me sin
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In envy that my Lord Northumberland
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Should be the father to so blest a son,
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A son who is the theme of honour's tongue;
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Amongst a grove, the very straightest plant;
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Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride:
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Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him,
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See riot and dishonour stain the brow
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Of my young Harry. O that it could be proved
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That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged
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In cradle-clothes our children where they lay,
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And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet!
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Then would I have his Harry, and he mine.
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But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,
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Of this young Percy's pride? the prisoners,
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Which he in this adventure hath surprised,
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To his own use he keeps; and sends me word,
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I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife.
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This is his uncle's teaching; this is Worcester,
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Malevolent to you in all aspects;
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Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up
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The crest of youth against your dignity.
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But I have sent for him to answer this;
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And for this cause awhile we must neglect
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Our holy purpose to Jerusalem.
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Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we
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Will hold at Windsor; so inform the lords:
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But come yourself with speed to us again;
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For more is to be said and to be done
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Than out of anger can be uttered.
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I will, my liege.
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SCENE II. London. An apartment of the Prince's.

In Scene 2 of Act 1, two characters named Lord Bardolph and the Earl of Westmoreland are discussing the current state of affairs in England. They are both loyal to King Henry IV, who has recently taken the throne. However, there are some rebellious factions that are causing trouble in the country.

Bardolph informs Westmoreland that a group of rebels led by Hotspur (the Earl of Northumberland's son) has been gathering forces and preparing to challenge the king's authority. Westmoreland expresses concern about this, but Bardolph assures him that the king is aware of the situation and is taking steps to deal with it.

They then discuss the controversial figure of Sir John Falstaff, a friend and drinking companion of Prince Hal (the king's son). Falstaff is a notorious thief and liar, and Bardolph and Westmoreland are both skeptical of his character. However, Prince Hal seems to enjoy his company and has been spending a lot of time with him.

The scene ends with Bardolph and Westmoreland lamenting the state of the country and the fact that loyal servants like themselves have to deal with so much uncertainty and danger. They both express their hope that the king will be able to quell the rebellion and restore order to England.


Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?
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Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack
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and unbuttoning thee after supper and sleeping upon
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benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to
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demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know.
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What a devil hast thou to do with the time of the
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day? Unless hours were cups of sack and minutes
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capons and clocks the tongues of bawds and dials the
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signs of leaping-houses and the blessed sun himself
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a fair hot wench in flame-coloured taffeta, I see no
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reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand
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the time of the day.
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Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take
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purses go by the moon and the seven stars, and not
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by Phoebus, he,'that wandering knight so fair.' And,
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I prithee, sweet wag, when thou art king, as, God
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save thy grace,--majesty I should say, for grace
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thou wilt have none,--
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What, none?
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No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to
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prologue to an egg and butter.
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Well, how then? come, roundly, roundly.
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Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not
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us that are squires of the night's body be called
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thieves of the day's beauty: let us be Diana's
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foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the
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moon; and let men say we be men of good government,
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being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and
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chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we steal.
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Thou sayest well, and it holds well too; for the
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fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and
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flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is,
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by the moon. As, for proof, now: a purse of gold
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most resolutely snatched on Monday night and most
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dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with
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swearing 'Lay by' and spent with crying 'Bring in;'
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now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder
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and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows.
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By the Lord, thou sayest true, lad. And is not my
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hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?
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As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle. And
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is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?
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How now, how now, mad wag! what, in thy quips and
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thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a
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buff jerkin?
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Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern?
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Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning many a
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time and oft.
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Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?
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No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast paid all there.
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Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would stretch;
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and where it would not, I have used my credit.
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Yea, and so used it that were it not here apparent
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that thou art heir apparent--But, I prithee, sweet
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wag, shall there be gallows standing in England when
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thou art king? and resolution thus fobbed as it is
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with the rusty curb of old father antic the law? Do
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not thou, when thou art king, hang a thief.
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No; thou shalt.
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Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a brave judge.
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Thou judgest false already: I mean, thou shalt have
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the hanging of the thieves and so become a rare hangman.
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Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my
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humour as well as waiting in the court, I can tell
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For obtaining of suits?
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Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman
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hath no lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy
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as a gib cat or a lugged bear.
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Or an old lion, or a lover's lute.
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Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.
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What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy of
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Thou hast the most unsavoury similes and art indeed
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the most comparative, rascalliest, sweet young
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prince. But, Hal, I prithee, trouble me no more
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with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a
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commodity of good names were to be bought. An old
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lord of the council rated me the other day in the
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street about you, sir, but I marked him not; and yet
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he talked very wisely, but I regarded him not; and
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yet he talked wisely, and in the street too.
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Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out in the
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streets, and no man regards it.
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O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed able
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to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon
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me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew
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thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man
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should speak truly, little better than one of the
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wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give
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it over: by the Lord, and I do not, I am a villain:
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I'll be damned for never a king's son in
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Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?
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'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an I
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do not, call me villain and baffle me.
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I see a good amendment of life in thee; from praying
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to purse-taking.
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Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a
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man to labour in his vocation.
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Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a
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match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what
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hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the
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most omnipotent villain that ever cried 'Stand' to
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a true man.
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Good morrow, Ned.
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Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Monsieur Remorse?
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what says Sir John Sack and Sugar? Jack! how
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agrees the devil and thee about thy soul, that thou
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soldest him on Good-Friday last for a cup of Madeira
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and a cold capon's leg?
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Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have
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his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of
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proverbs: he will give the devil his due.
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Then art thou damned for keeping thy word with the devil.
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Else he had been damned for cozening the devil.
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But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four
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o'clock, early at Gadshill! there are pilgrims going
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to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders
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riding to London with fat purses: I have vizards
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for you all; you have horses for yourselves:
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Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke
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supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we may do it
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as secure as sleep. If you will go, I will stuff
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your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry
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at home and be hanged.
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Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not,
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I'll hang you for going.
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You will, chops?
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Hal, wilt thou make one?
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Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith.
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There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good
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fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of the blood
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royal, if thou darest not stand for ten shillings.
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Well then, once in my days I'll be a madcap.
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Why, that's well said.
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Well, come what will, I'll tarry at home.
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By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when thou art king.
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I care not.
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Sir John, I prithee, leave the prince and me alone:
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I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure
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that he shall go.
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Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion and him
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the ears of profiting, that what thou speakest may
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move and what he hears may be believed, that the
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true prince may, for recreation sake, prove a false
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thief; for the poor abuses of the time want
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countenance. Farewell: you shall find me in Eastcheap.
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Farewell, thou latter spring! farewell, All-hallown summer!
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Exit Falstaff

Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us
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to-morrow: I have a jest to execute that I cannot
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manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto and Gadshill
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shall rob those men that we have already waylaid:
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yourself and I will not be there; and when they
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have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut
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this head off from my shoulders.
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How shall we part with them in setting forth?
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Why, we will set forth before or after them, and
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appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at
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our pleasure to fail, and then will they adventure
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upon the exploit themselves; which they shall have
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no sooner achieved, but we'll set upon them.
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Yea, but 'tis like that they will know us by our
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horses, by our habits and by every other
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appointment, to be ourselves.
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Tut! our horses they shall not see: I'll tie them
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in the wood; our vizards we will change after we
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leave them: and, sirrah, I have cases of buckram
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for the nonce, to immask our noted outward garments.
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Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us.
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Well, for two of them, I know them to be as
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true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the
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third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll
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forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, the
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incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will
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tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty, at
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least, he fought with; what wards, what blows, what
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extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this
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lies the jest.
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Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all things
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necessary and meet me to-morrow night in Eastcheap;
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there I'll sup. Farewell.
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Farewell, my lord.
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Exit Poins

I know you all, and will awhile uphold
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The unyoked humour of your idleness:
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Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
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Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
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To smother up his beauty from the world,
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That, when he please again to be himself,
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Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,
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By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
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Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
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If all the year were playing holidays,
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To sport would be as tedious as to work;
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But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come,
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And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
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So, when this loose behavior I throw off
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And pay the debt I never promised,
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By how much better than my word I am,
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By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;
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And like bright metal on a sullen ground,
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My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,
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Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
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Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
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I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;
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Redeeming time when men think least I will.
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SCENE III. London. The palace.

In Scene 3 of Act 1 of Henry IV, Part 1, a group of men are gathered in a room discussing the current state of affairs in England. The focus of the conversation is on the rebellion led by the Welshman, Owen Glendower, and the threat it poses to the stability of the kingdom.

One of the men, Hotspur, is particularly incensed by Glendower's actions and is eager to take up arms against him. He argues that the king, Henry IV, is not doing enough to address the situation and that it is up to the nobility to take matters into their own hands.

Another man, Worcester, cautions Hotspur against acting too rashly and suggests that they should approach the king with a proposal to resolve the conflict peacefully. Hotspur, however, is not interested in diplomacy and insists that they must act quickly and decisively.

The conversation is interrupted by the arrival of a messenger who brings news that the king is on his way to meet with them. The men quickly compose themselves and prepare to present their case to Henry IV.

Overall, Scene 3 of Act 1 sets the stage for the conflict between the king and the rebellious nobility that will be a central part of the play's plot. It also introduces the character of Hotspur, who will play a significant role in the story as both a warrior and a symbol of the nobility's defiance against the king's authority.


My blood hath been too cold and temperate,
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Unapt to stir at these indignities,
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And you have found me; for accordingly
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You tread upon my patience: but be sure
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I will from henceforth rather be myself,
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Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;
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Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,
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And therefore lost that title of respect
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Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud.
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Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves
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The scourge of greatness to be used on it;
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And that same greatness too which our own hands
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Have holp to make so portly.
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My lord.--
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Worcester, get thee gone; for I do see
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Danger and disobedience in thine eye:
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O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,
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And majesty might never yet endure
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The moody frontier of a servant brow.
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You have good leave to leave us: when we need
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Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.
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You were about to speak.
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To North

Yea, my good lord.
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Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded,
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Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,
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Were, as he says, not with such strength denied
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As is deliver'd to your majesty:
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Either envy, therefore, or misprison
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Is guilty of this fault and not my son.
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My liege, I did deny no prisoners.
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But I remember, when the fight was done,
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When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,
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Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,
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Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd,
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Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd
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Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home;
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He was perfumed like a milliner;
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And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held
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A pouncet-box, which ever and anon
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He gave his nose and took't away again;
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Who therewith angry, when it next came there,
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Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd,
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And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,
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He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
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To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse
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Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
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With many holiday and lady terms
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He question'd me; amongst the rest, demanded
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My prisoners in your majesty's behalf.
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I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,
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To be so pester'd with a popinjay,
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Out of my grief and my impatience,
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Answer'd neglectingly I know not what,
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He should or he should not; for he made me mad
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To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet
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And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman
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Of guns and drums and wounds,--God save the mark!--
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And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth
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Was parmaceti for an inward bruise;
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And that it was great pity, so it was,
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This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd
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Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,
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Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd
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So cowardly; and but for these vile guns,
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He would himself have been a soldier.
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This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,
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I answer'd indirectly, as I said;
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And I beseech you, let not his report
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Come current for an accusation
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Betwixt my love and your high majesty.
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The circumstance consider'd, good my lord,
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Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said
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To such a person and in such a place,
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At such a time, with all the rest retold,
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May reasonably die and never rise
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To do him wrong or any way impeach
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What then he said, so he unsay it now.
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Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,
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But with proviso and exception,
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That we at our own charge shall ransom straight
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His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer;
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Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd
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The lives of those that he did lead to fight
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Against that great magician, damn'd Glendower,
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Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March
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Hath lately married. Shall our coffers, then,
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Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?
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Shall we but treason? and indent with fears,
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When they have lost and forfeited themselves?
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No, on the barren mountains let him starve;
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For I shall never hold that man my friend
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Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost
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To ransom home revolted Mortimer.
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Revolted Mortimer!
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He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,
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But by the chance of war; to prove that true
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Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds,
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Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took
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When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank,
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In single opposition, hand to hand,
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He did confound the best part of an hour
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In changing hardiment with great Glendower:
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Three times they breathed and three times did
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they drink,
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Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood;
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Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks,
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Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds,
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And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank,
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Bloodstained with these valiant combatants.
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Never did base and rotten policy
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Colour her working with such deadly wounds;
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Nor could the noble Mortimer
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Receive so many, and all willingly:
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Then let not him be slander'd with revolt.
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Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost belie him;
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He never did encounter with Glendower:
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I tell thee,
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He durst as well have met the devil alone
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As Owen Glendower for an enemy.
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Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth
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Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer:
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Send me your prisoners with the speediest means,
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Or you shall hear in such a kind from me
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As will displease you. My Lord Northumberland,
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We licence your departure with your son.
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Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it.
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Exeunt King Henry, Blunt, and train

An if the devil come and roar for them,
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I will not send them: I will after straight
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And tell him so; for I will ease my heart,
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Albeit I make a hazard of my head.
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What, drunk with choler? stay and pause awhile:
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Here comes your uncle.
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Speak of Mortimer!
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'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul
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Want mercy, if I do not join with him:
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Yea, on his part I'll empty all these veins,
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And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust,
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But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
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As high in the air as this unthankful king,
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As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke.
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Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.
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Who struck this heat up after I was gone?
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He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;
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And when I urged the ransom once again
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Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale,
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And on my face he turn'd an eye of death,
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Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.
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I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd
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By Richard that dead is the next of blood?
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He was; I heard the proclamation:
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And then it was when the unhappy king,
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--Whose wrongs in us God pardon!--did set forth
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Upon his Irish expedition;
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From whence he intercepted did return
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To be deposed and shortly murdered.
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And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth
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Live scandalized and foully spoken of.
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But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then
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Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer
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Heir to the crown?
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He did; myself did hear it.
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Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
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That wished him on the barren mountains starve.
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But shall it be that you, that set the crown
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Upon the head of this forgetful man
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And for his sake wear the detested blot
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Of murderous subornation, shall it be,
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That you a world of curses undergo,
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Being the agents, or base second means,
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The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
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O, pardon me that I descend so low,
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To show the line and the predicament
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Wherein you range under this subtle king;
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Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,
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Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
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That men of your nobility and power
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Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,
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As both of you--God pardon it!--have done,
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To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
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An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
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And shall it in more shame be further spoken,
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That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off
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By him for whom these shames ye underwent?
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No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem
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Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves
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Into the good thoughts of the world again,
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Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt
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Of this proud king, who studies day and night
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To answer all the debt he owes to you
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Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:
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Therefore, I say--
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Peace, cousin, say no more:
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And now I will unclasp a secret book,
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And to your quick-conceiving discontents
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I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,
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As full of peril and adventurous spirit
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As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud
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On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.
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If he fall in, good night! or sink or swim:
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Send danger from the east unto the west,
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So honour cross it from the north to south,
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And let them grapple: O, the blood more stirs
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To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
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Imagination of some great exploit
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Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.
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By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
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To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,
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Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
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Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,
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And pluck up drowned honour by the locks;
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So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
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Without corrival, all her dignities:
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But out upon this half-faced fellowship!
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He apprehends a world of figures here,
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But not the form of what he should attend.
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Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
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I cry you mercy.
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Those same noble Scots
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That are your prisoners,--
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I'll keep them all;
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By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;
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No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not:
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I'll keep them, by this hand.
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You start away
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And lend no ear unto my purposes.
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Those prisoners you shall keep.
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Nay, I will; that's flat:
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He said he would not ransom Mortimer;
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Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;
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But I will find him when he lies asleep,
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And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'
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I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak
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Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him
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To keep his anger still in motion.
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Hear you, cousin; a word.
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All studies here I solemnly defy,
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Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:
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And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales,
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But that I think his father loves him not
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And would be glad he met with some mischance,
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I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale.
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Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you
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When you are better temper'd to attend.
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Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool
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Art thou to break into this woman's mood,
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Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!
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Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods,
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Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear
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Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
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In Richard's time,--what do you call the place?--
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A plague upon it, it is in Gloucestershire;
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'Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept,
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His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee
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Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,--
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When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh.
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At Berkley castle.
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You say true:
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Why, what a candy deal of courtesy
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This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!
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Look,'when his infant fortune came to age,'
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And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'
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O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me!
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Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done.
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Nay, if you have not, to it again;
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We will stay your leisure.
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I have done, i' faith.
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Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.
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Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
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And make the Douglas' son your only mean
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For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons
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Which I shall send you written, be assured,
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Will easily be granted. You, my lord,
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Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,
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Shall secretly into the bosom creep
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Of that same noble prelate, well beloved,
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The archbishop.
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Of York, is it not?
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True; who bears hard
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His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
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I speak not this in estimation,
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As what I think might be, but what I know
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Is ruminated, plotted and set down,
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And only stays but to behold the face
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Of that occasion that shall bring it on.
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I smell it: upon my life, it will do well.
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Before the game is afoot, thou still let'st slip.
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Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;
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And then the power of Scotland and of York,
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To join with Mortimer, ha?
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And so they shall.
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In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.
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And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
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To save our heads by raising of a head;
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For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
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The king will always think him in our debt,
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And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
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Till he hath found a time to pay us home:
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And see already how he doth begin
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To make us strangers to his looks of love.
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He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him.
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Cousin, farewell: no further go in this
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Than I by letters shall direct your course.
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When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,
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I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;
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Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,
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As I will fashion it, shall happily meet,
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To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
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Which now we hold at much uncertainty.
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Farewell, good brother: we shall thrive, I trust.
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Uncle, Adieu: O, let the hours be short
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Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport!
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Act II

Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 1 follows the young Prince Hal as he continues his life of debauchery and wild behavior, much to the disappointment of his father King Henry IV. Meanwhile, the rebels against the king's rule are gaining strength, led by the charismatic Hotspur.

Prince Hal secretly plans to join the rebels, hoping to prove himself as a worthy leader and gain his father's respect. However, he is interrupted by Falstaff, a drunken and comical companion, who tries to dissuade him from going to war. Despite Falstaff's protests, Prince Hal sets off to join the rebels.

Meanwhile, King Henry IV receives news of the rebellion and gathers his troops to prepare for battle. Hotspur also prepares his troops, including his own father and uncle, for the upcoming conflict. The two sides meet at the Battle of Shrewsbury.

The battle is long and brutal, with both sides suffering heavy losses. Prince Hal proves himself to be a skilled fighter, and even saves his father's life during the heat of battle. Hotspur, however, is killed by Prince Hal in a one-on-one combat. The rebels are ultimately defeated, and King Henry IV is able to maintain his rule.

The act ends on a bittersweet note, as Prince Hal has proven himself to be a capable leader and warrior, but has also betrayed the rebels and his former friend Hotspur. The stage is set for the eventual confrontation between Prince Hal and his rival, Prince John, for the throne of England.

SCENE I. Rochester. An inn yard.

In Scene 1 of Act 2, the focus shifts to Prince Hal and his friend Falstaff, who are at a pub in Eastcheap. Falstaff is regaling Prince Hal with tales of his exploits, which are clearly exaggerated. Prince Hal is amused by Falstaff's stories, and the two engage in banter and wordplay. However, it becomes clear that Prince Hal is not entirely comfortable with Falstaff's lifestyle and associates, as he expresses a desire to leave and join his father's court.

Despite this, Falstaff continues to try and keep Prince Hal at the pub, encouraging him to drink and socialize with the other patrons. The two are interrupted by the arrival of Poins, another friend of Prince Hal's, who suggests they play a prank on Falstaff. The plan involves pretending to rob him while he is passed out drunk, and then splitting the stolen goods among themselves.

Falstaff is initially hesitant to go along with the plan, but eventually agrees. However, as the scene ends, it is unclear whether Prince Hal and Poins are truly committed to carrying out the prank or if they are simply toying with Falstaff for their own amusement.

Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand

First Carrier
Heigh-ho! an it be not four by the day, I'll be
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hanged: Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and
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yet our horse not packed. What, ostler!
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(Within) Anon, anon.
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First Carrier
I prithee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put a few flocks
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in the point; poor jade, is wrung in the withers out
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of all cess.
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Enter another Carrier

Second Carrier
Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that
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is the next way to give poor jades the bots: this
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house is turned upside down since Robin Ostler died.
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First Carrier
Poor fellow, never joyed since the price of oats
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rose; it was the death of him.
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Second Carrier
I think this be the most villanous house in all
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London road for fleas: I am stung like a tench.
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First Carrier
Like a tench! by the mass, there is ne'er a king
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christen could be better bit than I have been since
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the first cock.
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Second Carrier
Why, they will allow us ne'er a jordan, and then we
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leak in your chimney; and your chamber-lie breeds
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fleas like a loach.
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First Carrier
What, ostler! come away and be hanged!
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Second Carrier
I have a gammon of bacon and two razors of ginger,
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to be delivered as far as Charing-cross.
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First Carrier
God's body! the turkeys in my pannier are quite
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starved. What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou
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never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? An
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'twere not as good deed as drink, to break the pate
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on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hanged!
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hast thou no faith in thee?
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Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock?
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First Carrier
I think it be two o'clock.
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I pray thee lend me thy lantern, to see my gelding
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in the stable.
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First Carrier
Nay, by God, soft; I know a trick worth two of that, i' faith.
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I pray thee, lend me thine.
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Second Carrier
Ay, when? can'st tell? Lend me thy lantern, quoth
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he? marry, I'll see thee hanged first.
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Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to come to London?
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Second Carrier
Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant
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thee. Come, neighbour Mugs, we'll call up the
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gentleman: they will along with company, for they
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have great charge.
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Exeunt carriers

What, ho! chamberlain!
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(Within) At hand, quoth pick-purse.
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That's even as fair as--at hand, quoth the
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chamberlain; for thou variest no more from picking
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of purses than giving direction doth from labouring;
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thou layest the plot how.
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Enter Chamberlain

Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds current that
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I told you yesternight: there's a franklin in the
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wild of Kent hath brought three hundred marks with
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him in gold: I heard him tell it to one of his
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company last night at supper; a kind of auditor; one
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that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what.
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They are up already, and call for eggs and butter;
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they will away presently.
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Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas'
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clerks, I'll give thee this neck.
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No, I'll none of it: I pray thee keep that for the
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hangman; for I know thou worshippest St. Nicholas
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as truly as a man of falsehood may.
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What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang,
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I'll make a fat pair of gallows; for if I hang, old
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Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is no
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starveling. Tut! there are other Trojans that thou
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dreamest not of, the which for sport sake are
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content to do the profession some grace; that would,
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if matters should be looked into, for their own
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credit sake, make all whole. I am joined with no
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foot-land rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers,
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none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms;
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but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters and
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great oneyers, such as can hold in, such as will
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strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than
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drink, and drink sooner than pray: and yet, zounds,
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I lie; for they pray continually to their saint, the
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commonwealth; or rather, not pray to her, but prey
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on her, for they ride up and down on her and make
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her their boots.
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What, the commonwealth their boots? will she hold
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out water in foul way?
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She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We
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steal as in a castle, cocksure; we have the receipt
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of fern-seed, we walk invisible.
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Nay, by my faith, I think you are more beholding to
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the night than to fern-seed for your walking invisible.
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Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our
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purchase, as I am a true man.
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Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.
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Go to; 'homo' is a common name to all men. Bid the
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ostler bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell,
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you muddy knave.
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SCENE II. The highway, near Gadshill.

Scene 2 of Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 1 takes place in a tavern in Eastcheap. Falstaff, a fat and jolly knight, is drinking with his friends Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. They are having a lively conversation about women and Falstaff boasts about his prowess with them. Suddenly, Prince Hal, the heir to the throne, enters the tavern in disguise and challenges Falstaff to a duel. At first, Falstaff is afraid but then realizes that it is the prince and they engage in a playful conversation.

Prince Hal asks Falstaff to teach him how to be a thief and Falstaff agrees. They joke around and Falstaff tells him stories of his past exploits. The prince then tells Falstaff that he wants to reform and become a better person. Falstaff is skeptical and tries to convince him to stay the same but the prince is determined.

As they continue to talk, the sheriff enters the tavern looking for Falstaff and his friends. They quickly hide and the prince uses this opportunity to steal the sheriff's money. Falstaff and his friends then emerge from hiding and they all laugh and drink together.

Overall, this scene is a lighthearted and humorous interlude in the play. It showcases the relationship between Prince Hal and Falstaff, who is a mentor and friend to the prince. It also highlights the theme of transformation as Prince Hal expresses his desire to change and become a better person.


Come, shelter, shelter: I have removed Falstaff's
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horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.
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Stand close.
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Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!
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Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal! what a brawling dost
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thou keep!
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Where's Poins, Hal?
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He is walked up to the top of the hill: I'll go seek him.
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I am accursed to rob in that thief's company: the
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rascal hath removed my horse, and tied him I know
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not where. If I travel but four foot by the squier
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further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I doubt
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not but to die a fair death for all this, if I
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'scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have
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forsworn his company hourly any time this two and
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twenty years, and yet I am bewitched with the
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rogue's company. If the rascal hath not given me
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medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged; it
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could not be else: I have drunk medicines. Poins!
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Hal! a plague upon you both! Bardolph! Peto!
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I'll starve ere I'll rob a foot further. An 'twere
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not as good a deed as drink, to turn true man and to
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leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that
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ever chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven
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ground is threescore and ten miles afoot with me;
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and the stony-hearted villains know it well enough:
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a plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
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Whew! A plague upon you all! Give me my horse, you
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rogues; give me my horse, and be hanged!
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Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine ear close
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to the ground and list if thou canst hear the tread
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of travellers.
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Have you any levers to lift me up again, being down?
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'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot
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again for all the coin in thy father's exchequer.
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What a plague mean ye to colt me thus?
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Thou liest; thou art not colted, thou art uncolted.
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I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my horse,
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good king's son.
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Out, ye rogue! shall I be your ostler?
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Go, hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent
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garters! If I be ta'en, I'll peach for this. An I
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have not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy
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tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison: when a jest
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is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.
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So I do, against my will.
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O, 'tis our setter: I know his voice. Bardolph,
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what news?
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Case ye, case ye; on with your vizards: there 's
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money of the king's coming down the hill; 'tis going
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to the king's exchequer.
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You lie, ye rogue; 'tis going to the king's tavern.
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There's enough to make us all.
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To be hanged.
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Sirs, you four shall front them in the narrow lane;
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Ned Poins and I will walk lower: if they 'scape
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from your encounter, then they light on us.
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How many be there of them?
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Some eight or ten.
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'Zounds, will they not rob us?
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What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?
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Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandfather;
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but yet no coward, Hal.
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Well, we leave that to the proof.
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Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the hedge:
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when thou needest him, there thou shalt find him.
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Farewell, and stand fast.
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Now cannot I strike him, if I should be hanged.
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Ned, where are our disguises?
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Here, hard by: stand close.
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Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I:
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every man to his business.
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Enter the Travellers

First Traveller
Come, neighbour: the boy shall lead our horses down
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the hill; we'll walk afoot awhile, and ease our legs.
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Jesus bless us!
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Strike; down with them; cut the villains' throats:
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ah! whoreson caterpillars! bacon-fed knaves! they
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hate us youth: down with them: fleece them.
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O, we are undone, both we and ours for ever!
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Hang ye, gorbellied knaves, are ye undone? No, ye
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fat chuffs: I would your store were here! On,
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bacons, on! What, ye knaves! young men must live.
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You are Grand-jurors, are ye? we'll jure ye, 'faith.
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Here they rob them and bind them. Exeunt


The thieves have bound the true men. Now could thou
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and I rob the thieves and go merrily to London, it
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would be argument for a week, laughter for a month
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and a good jest for ever.
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Stand close; I hear them coming.
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Enter the Thieves again

Come, my masters, let us share, and then to horse
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before day. An the Prince and Poins be not two
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arrant cowards, there's no equity stirring: there's
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no more valour in that Poins than in a wild-duck.
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Your money!
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As they are sharing, the Prince and Poins set upon them; they all run away; and Falstaff, after a blow or two, runs away too, leaving the booty behind them

Got with much ease. Now merrily to horse:
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The thieves are all scatter'd and possess'd with fear
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So strongly that they dare not meet each other;
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Each takes his fellow for an officer.
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Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death,
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And lards the lean earth as he walks along:
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Were 't not for laughing, I should pity him.
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How the rogue roar'd!
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SCENE III. Warkworth castle

Scene 3 of Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 1 takes place in a tavern in Eastcheap. Falstaff, a fat and jolly knight, is drinking with his companions Bardolph, Peto, and Gadshill.

They are discussing their plans to rob a group of travelers who are carrying a large sum of money. Falstaff suggests that they should not use violence and instead use their wit to outsmart the travelers. However, Gadshill disagrees and insists on using force.

Shortly after, Prince Hal, the heir to the throne, enters the tavern in disguise. Falstaff immediately recognizes him but decides to play along. They engage in a witty conversation, and Prince Hal reveals that he is interested in joining Falstaff's group of robbers.

Falstaff agrees to take him on and tells him that they will be robbing a group of travelers that night. Prince Hal leaves the tavern, and Falstaff begins to plot their robbery.

Overall, Scene 3 of Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 1 is a humorous and entertaining scene that showcases the witty banter of Falstaff and his companions. It also sets the stage for the upcoming robbery and the eventual conflict between Prince Hal and his father, King Henry IV.

Enter HOTSPUR, solus, reading a letter

'But for mine own part, my lord, I could be well
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contented to be there, in respect of the love I bear
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your house.' He could be contented: why is he not,
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then? In respect of the love he bears our house:
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he shows in this, he loves his own barn better than
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he loves our house. Let me see some more. 'The
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purpose you undertake is dangerous;'--why, that's
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certain: 'tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to
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drink; but I tell you, my lord fool, out of this
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nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. 'The
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purpose you undertake is dangerous; the friends you
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have named uncertain; the time itself unsorted; and
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your whole plot too light for the counterpoise of so
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great an opposition.' Say you so, say you so? I say
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unto you again, you are a shallow cowardly hind, and
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you lie. What a lack-brain is this! By the Lord,
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our plot is a good plot as ever was laid; our
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friends true and constant: a good plot, good
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friends, and full of expectation; an excellent plot,
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very good friends. What a frosty-spirited rogue is
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this! Why, my lord of York commends the plot and the
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general course of action. 'Zounds, an I were now by
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this rascal, I could brain him with his lady's fan.
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Is there not my father, my uncle and myself? lord
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Edmund Mortimer, My lord of York and Owen Glendower?
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is there not besides the Douglas? have I not all
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their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of the
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next month? and are they not some of them set
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forward already? What a pagan rascal is this! an
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infidel! Ha! you shall see now in very sincerity
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of fear and cold heart, will he to the king and lay
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open all our proceedings. O, I could divide myself
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and go to buffets, for moving such a dish of
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skim milk with so honourable an action! Hang him!
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let him tell the king: we are prepared. I will set
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forward to-night.
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How now, Kate! I must leave you within these two hours.
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O, my good lord, why are you thus alone?
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For what offence have I this fortnight been
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A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed?
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Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes from thee
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Thy stomach, pleasure and thy golden sleep?
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Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth,
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And start so often when thou sit'st alone?
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Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks;
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And given my treasures and my rights of thee
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To thick-eyed musing and cursed melancholy?
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In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watch'd,
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And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars;
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Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed;
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Cry 'Courage! to the field!' And thou hast talk'd
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Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tents,
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Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets,
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Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin,
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Of prisoners' ransom and of soldiers slain,
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And all the currents of a heady fight.
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Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war
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And thus hath so bestirr'd thee in thy sleep,
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That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow
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Like bubbles in a late-disturbed stream;
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And in thy face strange motions have appear'd,
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Such as we see when men restrain their breath
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On some great sudden hest. O, what portents are these?
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Some heavy business hath my lord in hand,
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And I must know it, else he loves me not.
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What, ho!
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Is Gilliams with the packet gone?
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He is, my lord, an hour ago.
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Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?
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One horse, my lord, he brought even now.
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What horse? a roan, a crop-ear, is it not?
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It is, my lord.
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That roan shall by my throne.
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Well, I will back him straight: O esperance!
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Bid Butler lead him forth into the park.
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Exit Servant

But hear you, my lord.
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What say'st thou, my lady?
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What is it carries you away?
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Why, my horse, my love, my horse.
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Out, you mad-headed ape!
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A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen
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As you are toss'd with. In faith,
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I'll know your business, Harry, that I will.
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I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir
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About his title, and hath sent for you
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To line his enterprise: but if you go,--
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So far afoot, I shall be weary, love.
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Come, come, you paraquito, answer me
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Directly unto this question that I ask:
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In faith, I'll break thy little finger, Harry,
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An if thou wilt not tell me all things true.
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Away, you trifler! Love! I love thee not,
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I care not for thee, Kate: this is no world
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To play with mammets and to tilt with lips:
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We must have bloody noses and crack'd crowns,
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And pass them current too. God's me, my horse!
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What say'st thou, Kate? what would'st thou
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have with me?
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Do you not love me? do you not, indeed?
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Well, do not then; for since you love me not,
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I will not love myself. Do you not love me?
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Nay, tell me if you speak in jest or no.
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Come, wilt thou see me ride?
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And when I am on horseback, I will swear
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I love thee infinitely. But hark you, Kate;
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I must not have you henceforth question me
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Whither I go, nor reason whereabout:
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Whither I must, I must; and, to conclude,
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This evening must I leave you, gentle Kate.
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I know you wise, but yet no farther wise
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Than Harry Percy's wife: constant you are,
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But yet a woman: and for secrecy,
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No lady closer; for I well believe
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Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know;
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And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate.
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How! so far?
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Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate:
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Whither I go, thither shall you go too;
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To-day will I set forth, to-morrow you.
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Will this content you, Kate?
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It must of force.
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SCENE IV. The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap.

Scene 4 of Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 1 takes place in a room at the Boar's Head Tavern in Eastcheap. Falstaff, Bardolph, Pistol, and Mistress Quickly are all present and engaged in conversation. Falstaff is discussing his desire to obtain money from Prince Hal, who he believes will soon become king. He plans to use the money to pay off his debts and live a life of luxury.

Mistress Quickly informs Falstaff that Prince Hal is approaching the tavern. Falstaff quickly hides his money and begins to flatter the prince, hoping to gain his favor. Prince Hal, however, sees through Falstaff's flattery and confronts him about his laziness and dishonesty. Falstaff tries to defend himself by claiming that he is simply a victim of circumstance and that he is not responsible for his actions.

Prince Hal is not convinced and tells Falstaff that he must change his ways if he wishes to be a part of his future reign. Falstaff, realizing that he will not be able to manipulate the prince, tries to change the subject and engages in a comical discussion of a recent robbery that he and his associates committed. The scene ends with Prince Hal leaving the tavern, leaving Falstaff and his associates to continue their revelry.


Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room, and lend me
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thy hand to laugh a little.
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Where hast been, Hal?
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With three or four loggerheads amongst three or four
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score hogsheads. I have sounded the very
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base-string of humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother
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to a leash of drawers; and can call them all by
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their christen names, as Tom, Dick, and Francis.
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They take it already upon their salvation, that
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though I be but the prince of Wales, yet I am king
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of courtesy; and tell me flatly I am no proud Jack,
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like Falstaff, but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a
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good boy, by the Lord, so they call me, and when I
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am king of England, I shall command all the good
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lads in Eastcheap. They call drinking deep, dyeing
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scarlet; and when you breathe in your watering, they
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cry 'hem!' and bid you play it off. To conclude, I
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am so good a proficient in one quarter of an hour,
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that I can drink with any tinker in his own language
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during my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost
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much honour, that thou wert not with me in this sweet
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action. But, sweet Ned,--to sweeten which name of
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Ned, I give thee this pennyworth of sugar, clapped
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even now into my hand by an under-skinker, one that
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never spake other English in his life than 'Eight
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shillings and sixpence' and 'You are welcome,' with
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this shrill addition, 'Anon, anon, sir! Score a pint
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of bastard in the Half-Moon,' or so. But, Ned, to
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drive away the time till Falstaff come, I prithee,
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do thou stand in some by-room, while I question my
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puny drawer to what end he gave me the sugar; and do
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thou never leave calling 'Francis,' that his tale
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to me may be nothing but 'Anon.' Step aside, and
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I'll show thee a precedent.
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Thou art perfect.
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Anon, anon, sir. Look down into the Pomgarnet, Ralph.
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Come hither, Francis.
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My lord?
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How long hast thou to serve, Francis?
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Forsooth, five years, and as much as to--
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(Within) Francis!
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Anon, anon, sir.
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Five year! by'r lady, a long lease for the clinking
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of pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant
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as to play the coward with thy indenture and show it
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a fair pair of heels and run from it?
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O Lord, sir, I'll be sworn upon all the books in
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England, I could find in my heart.
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(Within) Francis!
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Anon, sir.
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How old art thou, Francis?
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Let me see--about Michaelmas next I shall be--
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(Within) Francis!
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Anon, sir. Pray stay a little, my lord.
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Nay, but hark you, Francis: for the sugar thou
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gavest me,'twas a pennyworth, wast't not?
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O Lord, I would it had been two!
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I will give thee for it a thousand pound: ask me
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when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it.
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(Within) Francis!
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Anon, anon.
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Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but to-morrow, Francis;
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or, Francis, o' Thursday; or indeed, Francis, when
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thou wilt. But, Francis!
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My lord?
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Wilt thou rob this leathern jerkin, crystal-button,
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not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, caddis-garter,
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smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch,--
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O Lord, sir, who do you mean?
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Why, then, your brown bastard is your only drink;
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for look you, Francis, your white canvas doublet
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will sully: in Barbary, sir, it cannot come to so much.
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What, sir?
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(Within) Francis!
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Away, you rogue! dost thou not hear them call?
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Here they both call him; the drawer stands amazed, not knowing which way to go

Enter Vintner

What, standest thou still, and hearest such a
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calling? Look to the guests within.
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My lord, old Sir John, with half-a-dozen more, are
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at the door: shall I let them in?
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Let them alone awhile, and then open the door.
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Re-enter POINS

Anon, anon, sir.
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Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are at
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the door: shall we be merry?
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As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark ye; what
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cunning match have you made with this jest of the
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drawer? come, what's the issue?
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I am now of all humours that have showed themselves
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humours since the old days of goodman Adam to the
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pupil age of this present twelve o'clock at midnight.
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What's o'clock, Francis?
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Anon, anon, sir.
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That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a
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parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His industry is
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upstairs and downstairs; his eloquence the parcel of
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a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the
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Hotspur of the north; he that kills me some six or
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seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his
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hands, and says to his wife 'Fie upon this quiet
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life! I want work.' 'O my sweet Harry,' says she,
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'how many hast thou killed to-day?' 'Give my roan
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horse a drench,' says he; and answers 'Some
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fourteen,' an hour after; 'a trifle, a trifle.' I
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prithee, call in Falstaff: I'll play Percy, and
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that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer his
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wife. 'Rivo!' says the drunkard. Call in ribs, call in tallow.
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Enter FALSTAFF, GADSHILL, BARDOLPH, and PETO; FRANCIS following with wine

Welcome, Jack: where hast thou been?
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A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance too!
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marry, and amen! Give me a cup of sack, boy. Ere I
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lead this life long, I'll sew nether stocks and mend
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them and foot them too. A plague of all cowards!
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Give me a cup of sack, rogue. Is there no virtue extant?
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He drinks

Didst thou never see Titan kiss a dish of butter?
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pitiful-hearted Titan, that melted at the sweet tale
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of the sun's! if thou didst, then behold that compound.
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You rogue, here's lime in this sack too: there is
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nothing but roguery to be found in villanous man:
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yet a coward is worse than a cup of sack with lime
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in it. A villanous coward! Go thy ways, old Jack;
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die when thou wilt, if manhood, good manhood, be
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not forgot upon the face of the earth, then am I a
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shotten herring. There live not three good men
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unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and
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grows old: God help the while! a bad world, I say.
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I would I were a weaver; I could sing psalms or any
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thing. A plague of all cowards, I say still.
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How now, wool-sack! what mutter you?
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A king's son! If I do not beat thee out of thy
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kingdom with a dagger of lath, and drive all thy
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subjects afore thee like a flock of wild-geese,
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I'll never wear hair on my face more. You Prince of Wales!
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Why, you whoreson round man, what's the matter?
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Are not you a coward? answer me to that: and Poins there?
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'Zounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me coward, by the
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Lord, I'll stab thee.
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I call thee coward! I'll see thee damned ere I call
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thee coward: but I would give a thousand pound I
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could run as fast as thou canst. You are straight
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enough in the shoulders, you care not who sees your
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back: call you that backing of your friends? A
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plague upon such backing! give me them that will
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face me. Give me a cup of sack: I am a rogue, if I
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drunk to-day.
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O villain! thy lips are scarce wiped since thou
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drunkest last.
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All's one for that.
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A plague of all cowards, still say I.
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What's the matter?
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What's the matter! there be four of us here have
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ta'en a thousand pound this day morning.
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Where is it, Jack? where is it?
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Where is it! taken from us it is: a hundred upon
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poor four of us.
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What, a hundred, man?
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I am a rogue, if I were not at half-sword with a
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dozen of them two hours together. I have 'scaped by
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miracle. I am eight times thrust through the
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doublet, four through the hose; my buckler cut
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through and through; my sword hacked like a
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hand-saw--ecce signum! I never dealt better since
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I was a man: all would not do. A plague of all
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cowards! Let them speak: if they speak more or
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less than truth, they are villains and the sons of darkness.
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Speak, sirs; how was it?
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We four set upon some dozen--
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Sixteen at least, my lord.
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And bound them.
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No, no, they were not bound.
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You rogue, they were bound, every man of them; or I
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am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew.
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As we were sharing, some six or seven fresh men set upon us--
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And unbound the rest, and then come in the other.
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What, fought you with them all?
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All! I know not what you call all; but if I fought
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not with fifty of them, I am a bunch of radish: if
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there were not two or three and fifty upon poor old
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Jack, then am I no two-legged creature.
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Pray God you have not murdered some of them.
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Nay, that's past praying for: I have peppered two
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of them; two I am sure I have paid, two rogues
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in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell
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thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou
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knowest my old ward; here I lay and thus I bore my
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point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me--
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What, four? thou saidst but two even now.
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Four, Hal; I told thee four.
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Ay, ay, he said four.
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These four came all a-front, and mainly thrust at
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me. I made me no more ado but took all their seven
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points in my target, thus.
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Seven? why, there were but four even now.
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In buckram?
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Ay, four, in buckram suits.
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Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villain else.
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Prithee, let him alone; we shall have more anon.
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Dost thou hear me, Hal?
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Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.
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Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These nine
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in buckram that I told thee of--
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So, two more already.
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Their points being broken,--
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Down fell their hose.
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Began to give me ground: but I followed me close,
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came in foot and hand; and with a thought seven of
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the eleven I paid.
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O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two!
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But, as the devil would have it, three misbegotten
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knaves in Kendal green came at my back and let drive
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at me; for it was so dark, Hal, that thou couldst
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not see thy hand.
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These lies are like their father that begets them;
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gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Why, thou
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clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou
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whoreson, obscene, grease tallow-catch,--
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What, art thou mad? art thou mad? is not the truth
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the truth?
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Why, how couldst thou know these men in Kendal
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green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy
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hand? come, tell us your reason: what sayest thou to this?
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Come, your reason, Jack, your reason.
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What, upon compulsion? 'Zounds, an I were at the
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strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would
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not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on
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compulsion! If reasons were as plentiful as
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blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon
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compulsion, I.
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I'll be no longer guilty of this sin; this sanguine
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coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker,
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this huge hill of flesh,--
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'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried
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neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O
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for breath to utter what is like thee! you
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tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile
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Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again: and
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when thou hast tired thyself in base comparisons,
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hear me speak but this.
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Mark, Jack.
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We two saw you four set on four and bound them, and
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were masters of their wealth. Mark now, how a plain
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tale shall put you down. Then did we two set on you
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four; and, with a word, out-faced you from your
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prize, and have it; yea, and can show it you here in
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the house: and, Falstaff, you carried your guts
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away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity, and roared
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for mercy and still run and roared, as ever I heard
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bull-calf. What a slave art thou, to hack thy sword
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as thou hast done, and then say it was in fight!
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What trick, what device, what starting-hole, canst
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thou now find out to hide thee from this open and
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apparent shame?
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Come, let's hear, Jack; what trick hast thou now?
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By the Lord, I knew ye as well as he that made ye.
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Why, hear you, my masters: was it for me to kill the
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heir-apparent? should I turn upon the true prince?
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why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules: but
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beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true
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prince. Instinct is a great matter; I was now a
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coward on instinct. I shall think the better of
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myself and thee during my life; I for a valiant
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lion, and thou for a true prince. But, by the Lord,
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lads, I am glad you have the money. Hostess, clap
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to the doors: watch to-night, pray to-morrow.
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Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles
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of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be
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merry? shall we have a play extempore?
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Content; and the argument shall be thy running away.
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Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me!
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Enter Hostess

O Jesu, my lord the prince!
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How now, my lady the hostess! what sayest thou to
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Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of the court at
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door would speak with you: he says he comes from
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your father.
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Give him as much as will make him a royal man, and
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send him back again to my mother.
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What manner of man is he?
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An old man.
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What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight? Shall
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I give him his answer?
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Prithee, do, Jack.
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'Faith, and I'll send him packing.
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Now, sirs: by'r lady, you fought fair; so did you,
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Peto; so did you, Bardolph: you are lions too, you
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ran away upon instinct, you will not touch the true
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prince; no, fie!
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'Faith, I ran when I saw others run.
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'Faith, tell me now in earnest, how came Falstaff's
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sword so hacked?
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Why, he hacked it with his dagger, and said he would
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swear truth out of England but he would make you
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believe it was done in fight, and persuaded us to do the like.
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Yea, and to tickle our noses with spear-grass to
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make them bleed, and then to beslubber our garments
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with it and swear it was the blood of true men. I
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did that I did not this seven year before, I blushed
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to hear his monstrous devices.
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O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen years
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ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever since
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thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire and
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sword on thy side, and yet thou rannest away: what
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instinct hadst thou for it?
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My lord, do you see these meteors? do you behold
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these exhalations?
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What think you they portend?
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Hot livers and cold purses.
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Choler, my lord, if rightly taken.
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No, if rightly taken, halter.
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Here comes lean Jack, here comes bare-bone.
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How now, my sweet creature of bombast!
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How long is't ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?
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My own knee! when I was about thy years, Hal, I was
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not an eagle's talon in the waist; I could have
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crept into any alderman's thumb-ring: a plague of
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sighing and grief! it blows a man up like a
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bladder. There's villanous news abroad: here was
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Sir John Bracy from your father; you must to the
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court in the morning. That same mad fellow of the
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north, Percy, and he of Wales, that gave Amamon the
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bastinado and made Lucifer cuckold and swore the
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devil his true liegeman upon the cross of a Welsh
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hook--what a plague call you him?
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O, Glendower.
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Owen, Owen, the same; and his son-in-law Mortimer,
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and old Northumberland, and that sprightly Scot of
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Scots, Douglas, that runs o' horseback up a hill
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He that rides at high speed and with his pistol
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kills a sparrow flying.
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You have hit it.
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So did he never the sparrow.
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Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him; he will not run.
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Why, what a rascal art thou then, to praise him so
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for running!
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O' horseback, ye cuckoo; but afoot he will not budge a foot.
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Yes, Jack, upon instinct.
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I grant ye, upon instinct. Well, he is there too,
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and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps more:
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Worcester is stolen away to-night; thy father's
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beard is turned white with the news: you may buy
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land now as cheap as stinking mackerel.
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Why, then, it is like, if there come a hot June and
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this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads
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as they buy hob-nails, by the hundreds.
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By the mass, lad, thou sayest true; it is like we
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shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal,
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art not thou horrible afeard? thou being
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heir-apparent, could the world pick thee out three
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such enemies again as that fiend Douglas, that
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spirit Percy, and that devil Glendower? Art thou
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not horribly afraid? doth not thy blood thrill at
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Not a whit, i' faith; I lack some of thy instinct.
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Well, thou wert be horribly chid tomorrow when thou
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comest to thy father: if thou love me, practise an answer.
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Do thou stand for my father, and examine me upon the
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particulars of my life.
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Shall I? content: this chair shall be my state,
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this dagger my sceptre, and this cushion my crown.
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Thy state is taken for a joined-stool, thy golden
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sceptre for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich
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crown for a pitiful bald crown!
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Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of thee,
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now shalt thou be moved. Give me a cup of sack to
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make my eyes look red, that it may be thought I have
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wept; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it
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in King Cambyses' vein.
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Well, here is my leg.
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And here is my speech. Stand aside, nobility.
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O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i' faith!
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Weep not, sweet queen; for trickling tears are vain.
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O, the father, how he holds his countenance!
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For God's sake, lords, convey my tristful queen;
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For tears do stop the flood-gates of her eyes.
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O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry
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players as ever I see!
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Peace, good pint-pot; peace, good tickle-brain.
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Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy
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time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though
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the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster
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it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the
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sooner it wears. That thou art my son, I have
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partly thy mother's word, partly my own opinion,
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but chiefly a villanous trick of thine eye and a
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foolish-hanging of thy nether lip, that doth warrant
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me. If then thou be son to me, here lies the point;
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why, being son to me, art thou so pointed at? Shall
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the blessed sun of heaven prove a micher and eat
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blackberries? a question not to be asked. Shall
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the sun of England prove a thief and take purses? a
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question to be asked. There is a thing, Harry,
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which thou hast often heard of and it is known to
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many in our land by the name of pitch: this pitch,
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as ancient writers do report, doth defile; so doth
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the company thou keepest: for, Harry, now I do not
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speak to thee in drink but in tears, not in
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pleasure but in passion, not in words only, but in
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woes also: and yet there is a virtuous man whom I
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have often noted in thy company, but I know not his name.
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What manner of man, an it like your majesty?
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A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a
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cheerful look, a pleasing eye and a most noble
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carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or,
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by'r lady, inclining to three score; and now I
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remember me, his name is Falstaff: if that man
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should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me; for, Harry,
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I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be
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known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then,
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peremptorily I speak it, there is virtue in that
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Falstaff: him keep with, the rest banish. And tell
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me now, thou naughty varlet, tell me, where hast
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thou been this month?
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Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou stand for me,
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and I'll play my father.
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Depose me? if thou dost it half so gravely, so
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majestically, both in word and matter, hang me up by
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the heels for a rabbit-sucker or a poulter's hare.
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Well, here I am set.
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And here I stand: judge, my masters.
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Now, Harry, whence come you?
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My noble lord, from Eastcheap.
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The complaints I hear of thee are grievous.
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'Sblood, my lord, they are false: nay, I'll tickle
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ye for a young prince, i' faith.
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Swearest thou, ungracious boy? henceforth ne'er look
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on me. Thou art violently carried away from grace:
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there is a devil haunts thee in the likeness of an
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old fat man; a tun of man is thy companion. Why
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dost thou converse with that trunk of humours, that
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bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel
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of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed
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cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with
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the pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that
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grey iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in
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years? Wherein is he good, but to taste sack and
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drink it? wherein neat and cleanly, but to carve a
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capon and eat it? wherein cunning, but in craft?
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wherein crafty, but in villany? wherein villanous,
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but in all things? wherein worthy, but in nothing?
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I would your grace would take me with you: whom
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means your grace?
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That villanous abominable misleader of youth,
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Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.
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My lord, the man I know.
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I know thou dost.
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But to say I know more harm in him than in myself,
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were to say more than I know. That he is old, the
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more the pity, his white hairs do witness it; but
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that he is, saving your reverence, a whoremaster,
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that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar be a fault,
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God help the wicked! if to be old and merry be a
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sin, then many an old host that I know is damned: if
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to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine
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are to be loved. No, my good lord; banish Peto,
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banish Bardolph, banish Poins: but for sweet Jack
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Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff,
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valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant,
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being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him
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thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's
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company: banish plump Jack, and banish all the world.
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I do, I will.
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Exeunt Hostess, FRANCIS, and BARDOLPH

Re-enter BARDOLPH, running

O, my lord, my lord! the sheriff with a most
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monstrous watch is at the door.
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Out, ye rogue! Play out the play: I have much to
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say in the behalf of that Falstaff.
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Re-enter the Hostess

O Jesu, my lord, my lord!
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Heigh, heigh! the devil rides upon a fiddlestick:
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what's the matter?
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The sheriff and all the watch are at the door: they
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are come to search the house. Shall I let them in?
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Dost thou hear, Hal? never call a true piece of
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gold a counterfeit: thou art essentially mad,
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without seeming so.
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And thou a natural coward, without instinct.
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I deny your major: if you will deny the sheriff,
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so; if not, let him enter: if I become not a cart
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as well as another man, a plague on my bringing up!
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I hope I shall as soon be strangled with a halter as another.
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Go, hide thee behind the arras: the rest walk up
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above. Now, my masters, for a true face and good
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Both which I have had: but their date is out, and
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therefore I'll hide me.
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Call in the sheriff.
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Now, master sheriff, what is your will with me?
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First, pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry
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Hath follow'd certain men unto this house.
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What men?
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One of them is well known, my gracious lord,
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A gross fat man.
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As fat as butter.
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The man, I do assure you, is not here;
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For I myself at this time have employ'd him.
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And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee
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That I will, by to-morrow dinner-time,
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Send him to answer thee, or any man,
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For any thing he shall be charged withal:
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And so let me entreat you leave the house.
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I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen
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Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks.
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It may be so: if he have robb'd these men,
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He shall be answerable; and so farewell.
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Good night, my noble lord.
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I think it is good morrow, is it not?
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Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o'clock.
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Exeunt Sheriff and Carrier

This oily rascal is known as well as Paul's. Go,
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call him forth.
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Falstaff!--Fast asleep behind the arras, and
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snorting like a horse.
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Hark, how hard he fetches breath. Search his pockets.
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What hast thou found?
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Nothing but papers, my lord.
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Let's see what they be: read them.
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(Reads) Item, A capon,. . 2s. 2d.
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Item, Sauce,. . . 4d.
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Item, Sack, two gallons, 5s. 8d.
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Item, Anchovies and sack after supper, 2s. 6d.
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Item, Bread, ob.
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O monstrous! but one half-penny-worth of bread to
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this intolerable deal of sack! What there is else,
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keep close; we'll read it at more advantage: there
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let him sleep till day. I'll to the court in the
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morning. We must all to the wars, and thy place
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shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat rogue a
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charge of foot; and I know his death will be a
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march of twelve-score. The money shall be paid
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back again with advantage. Be with me betimes in
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the morning; and so, good morrow, Peto.
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Good morrow, good my lord.
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Act 3 of Henry IV, Part 1, is a dramatic turn of events in the play. The Act begins with a conversation between Prince Hal and Falstaff, where Hal reveals his true intentions of becoming a responsible king. Meanwhile, Hotspur is preparing for war against King Henry, and his alliance with the Welsh rebels is growing stronger.

The pivotal scene of Act 3 is the Battle of Shrewsbury, where King Henry and Prince Hal are fighting against Hotspur and his army. The battle is intense and bloody, with both sides suffering heavy losses. During the battle, Prince Hal shows his bravery and leadership skills, which impresses his father and earns his respect.

However, the turning point of the battle is when Prince Hal kills Hotspur in a one-on-one combat. This is a significant victory for Prince Hal and the royal army, as Hotspur was the main threat to their reign. The death of Hotspur also marks the end of the rebellion and the beginning of Prince Hal's transformation into a responsible king.

Act 3 of Henry IV, Part 1, is a crucial part of the play, as it sets the stage for the events that will follow. The death of Hotspur is a significant turning point in the plot, and it marks the beginning of Prince Hal's journey towards becoming King Henry V. The Act is full of action and drama, and it showcases Shakespeare's mastery in creating compelling characters and intricate plotlines.

SCENE I. Bangor. The Archdeacon's house.

Scene 1 of Act 3 opens in a room in the palace where King Henry IV is conversing with his councilors about the ongoing rebellion led by his former ally, Harry Percy (Hotspur). The king expresses his frustration and disappointment in Hotspur's betrayal and discusses the military strategy to defeat him.

At this point, a messenger arrives with news that Hotspur's forces have taken the city of York and are marching towards London. The king orders his army to gather and prepare for battle. In the meantime, Henry IV's son, Prince Hal, arrives and asks for permission to lead the charge against Hotspur's army.

The king is initially hesitant, doubting Hal's ability to lead an army and questioning his loyalty. However, Hal proves his worth by revealing his plan to disguise himself as a common soldier and infiltrate Hotspur's camp to gain valuable intelligence.

The councilors express their doubts about Hal's plan, but the prince is confident in his abilities and assures them that he will not fail. The scene ends with Hal leaving to prepare for his mission and the king and councilors discussing the upcoming battle.


These promises are fair, the parties sure,
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And our induction full of prosperous hope.
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Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower,
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Will you sit down?
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And uncle Worcester: a plague upon it!
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I have forgot the map.
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No, here it is.
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Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur,
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For by that name as oft as Lancaster
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Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale and with
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A rising sigh he wisheth you in heaven.
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And you in hell, as oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.
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I cannot blame him: at my nativity
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The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
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Of burning cressets; and at my birth
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The frame and huge foundation of the earth
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Shaked like a coward.
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Why, so it would have done at the same season, if
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your mother's cat had but kittened, though yourself
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had never been born.
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I say the earth did shake when I was born.
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And I say the earth was not of my mind,
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If you suppose as fearing you it shook.
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The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble.
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O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire,
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And not in fear of your nativity.
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Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth
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In strange eruptions; oft the teeming earth
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Is with a kind of colic pinch'd and vex'd
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By the imprisoning of unruly wind
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Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving,
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Shakes the old beldam earth and topples down
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Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth
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Our grandam earth, having this distemperature,
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In passion shook.
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Cousin, of many men
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I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave
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To tell you once again that at my birth
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The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
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The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds
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Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields.
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These signs have mark'd me extraordinary;
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And all the courses of my life do show
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I am not in the roll of common men.
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Where is he living, clipp'd in with the sea
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That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales,
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Which calls me pupil, or hath read to me?
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And bring him out that is but woman's son
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Can trace me in the tedious ways of art
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And hold me pace in deep experiments.
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I think there's no man speaks better Welsh.
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I'll to dinner.
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Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him mad.
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I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
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Why, so can I, or so can any man;
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But will they come when you do call for them?
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Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command
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The devil.
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And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil
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By telling truth: tell truth and shame the devil.
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If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither,
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And I'll be sworn I have power to shame him hence.
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O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!
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Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.
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Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head
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Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye
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And sandy-bottom'd Severn have I sent him
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Bootless home and weather-beaten back.
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Home without boots, and in foul weather too!
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How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?
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Come, here's the map: shall we divide our right
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According to our threefold order ta'en?
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The archdeacon hath divided it
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Into three limits very equally:
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England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,
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By south and east is to my part assign'd:
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All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore,
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And all the fertile land within that bound,
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To Owen Glendower: and, dear coz, to you
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The remnant northward, lying off from Trent.
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And our indentures tripartite are drawn;
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Which being sealed interchangeably,
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A business that this night may execute,
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To-morrow, cousin Percy, you and I
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And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth
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To meet your father and the Scottish power,
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As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.
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My father Glendower is not ready yet,
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Not shall we need his help these fourteen days.
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Within that space you may have drawn together
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Your tenants, friends and neighbouring gentlemen.
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A shorter time shall send me to you, lords:
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And in my conduct shall your ladies come;
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From whom you now must steal and take no leave,
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For there will be a world of water shed
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Upon the parting of your wives and you.
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Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here,
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In quantity equals not one of yours:
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See how this river comes me cranking in,
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And cuts me from the best of all my land
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A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out.
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I'll have the current in this place damm'd up;
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And here the smug and silver Trent shall run
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In a new channel, fair and evenly;
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It shall not wind with such a deep indent,
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To rob me of so rich a bottom here.
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Not wind? it shall, it must; you see it doth.
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Yea, but
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Mark how he bears his course, and runs me up
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With like advantage on the other side;
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Gelding the opposed continent as much
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As on the other side it takes from you.
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Yea, but a little charge will trench him here
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And on this north side win this cape of land;
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And then he runs straight and even.
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I'll have it so: a little charge will do it.
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I'll not have it alter'd.
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Will not you?
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No, nor you shall not.
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Who shall say me nay?
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Why, that will I.
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Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh.
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I can speak English, lord, as well as you;
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For I was train'd up in the English court;
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Where, being but young, I framed to the harp
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Many an English ditty lovely well
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And gave the tongue a helpful ornament,
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A virtue that was never seen in you.
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And I am glad of it with all my heart:
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I had rather be a kitten and cry mew
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Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers;
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I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd,
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Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree;
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And that would set my teeth nothing on edge,
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Nothing so much as mincing poetry:
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'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.
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Come, you shall have Trent turn'd.
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I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land
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To any well-deserving friend;
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But in the way of bargain, mark ye me,
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I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.
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Are the indentures drawn? shall we be gone?
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The moon shines fair; you may away by night:
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I'll haste the writer and withal
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Break with your wives of your departure hence:
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I am afraid my daughter will run mad,
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So much she doteth on her Mortimer.
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Fie, cousin Percy! how you cross my father!
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I cannot choose: sometime he angers me
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With telling me of the mouldwarp and the ant,
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Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,
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And of a dragon and a finless fish,
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A clip-wing'd griffin and a moulten raven,
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A couching lion and a ramping cat,
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And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff
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As puts me from my faith. I tell you what;
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He held me last night at least nine hours
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In reckoning up the several devils' names
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That were his lackeys: I cried 'hum,' and 'well, go to,'
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But mark'd him not a word. O, he is as tedious
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As a tired horse, a railing wife;
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Worse than a smoky house: I had rather live
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With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far,
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Than feed on cates and have him talk to me
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In any summer-house in Christendom.
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In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,
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Exceedingly well read, and profited
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In strange concealments, valiant as a lion
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And as wondrous affable and as bountiful
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As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?
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He holds your temper in a high respect
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And curbs himself even of his natural scope
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When you come 'cross his humour; faith, he does:
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I warrant you, that man is not alive
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Might so have tempted him as you have done,
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Without the taste of danger and reproof:
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But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.
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In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame;
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And since your coming hither have done enough
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To put him quite beside his patience.
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You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault:
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Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood,--
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And that's the dearest grace it renders you,--
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Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
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Defect of manners, want of government,
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Pride, haughtiness, opinion and disdain:
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The least of which haunting a nobleman
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Loseth men's hearts and leaves behind a stain
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Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
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Beguiling them of commendation.
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Well, I am school'd: good manners be your speed!
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Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.
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Re-enter GLENDOWER with the ladies

This is the deadly spite that angers me;
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My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.
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My daughter weeps: she will not part with you;
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She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars.
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Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy
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Shall follow in your conduct speedily.
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Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she answers him in the same

She is desperate here; a peevish self-wind harlotry,
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one that no persuasion can do good upon.
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The lady speaks in Welsh

I understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh
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Which thou pour'st down from these swelling heavens
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I am too perfect in; and, but for shame,
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In such a parley should I answer thee.
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I understand thy kisses and thou mine,
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And that's a feeling disputation:
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But I will never be a truant, love,
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Till I have learned thy language; for thy tongue
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Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd,
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Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower,
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With ravishing division, to her lute.
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Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad.
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The lady speaks again in Welsh

O, I am ignorance itself in this!
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She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down
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And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
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And she will sing the song that pleaseth you
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And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep.
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Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,
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Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep
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As is the difference betwixt day and night
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The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team
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Begins his golden progress in the east.
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With all my heart I'll sit and hear her sing:
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By that time will our book, I think, be drawn
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And those musicians that shall play to you
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Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,
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And straight they shall be here: sit, and attend.
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Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down: come,
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quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap.
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Go, ye giddy goose.
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The music plays

Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh;
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And 'tis no marvel he is so humorous.
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By'r lady, he is a good musician.
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Then should you be nothing but musical for you are
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altogether governed by humours. Lie still, ye thief,
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and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
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I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish.
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Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
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Then be still.
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Neither;'tis a woman's fault.
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Now God help thee!
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To the Welsh lady's bed.
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What's that?
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Peace! she sings.
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Here the lady sings a Welsh song

Come, Kate, I'll have your song too.
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Not mine, in good sooth.
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Not yours, in good sooth! Heart! you swear like a
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comfit-maker's wife. 'Not you, in good sooth,' and
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'as true as I live,' and 'as God shall mend me,' and
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'as sure as day,'
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And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths,
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As if thou never walk'st further than Finsbury.
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Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,
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A good mouth-filling oath, and leave 'in sooth,'
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And such protest of pepper-gingerbread,
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To velvet-guards and Sunday-citizens.
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Come, sing.
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I will not sing.
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'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be red-breast
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teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll away
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within these two hours; and so, come in when ye will.
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Come, come, Lord Mortimer; you are as slow
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As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go.
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By this our book is drawn; we'll but seal,
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And then to horse immediately.
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With all my heart.
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SCENE II. London. The palace.

Scene 2 of Act 3 of Henry IV, Part 1 is a pivotal moment in the play. The scene takes place in the rebel camp, where the leaders are gathered to discuss their strategy for the upcoming battle against the king's forces. Hotspur, the impetuous and charismatic rebel leader, is in a state of high excitement, eager to take on the king's army.

However, there is tension in the camp, as some of the other leaders are less enthusiastic about the rebellion. Worcester, Hotspur's uncle, is particularly concerned about the lack of support from the Scottish allies, who have failed to arrive in time for the battle. He suggests that they should try to negotiate a peace with the king, but Hotspur is dismissive of this idea, insisting that they must fight to the death.

The scene is also notable for the introduction of a new character, a young Welshman named Owen Glendower. Glendower is a powerful and enigmatic figure, who claims to have supernatural powers and to be able to summon spirits. Hotspur is initially wary of Glendower, but he is eventually won over by the Welshman's charisma and apparent magical abilities.

The scene ends with the rebels rallying around Hotspur, as they prepare to face the king's army. It is clear that there are divisions within the rebel camp, but for now, they are united in their determination to fight for their cause. The stage is set for the climactic battle that will take place in the next act.


Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I
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Must have some private conference; but be near at hand,
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For we shall presently have need of you.
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I know not whether God will have it so,
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For some displeasing service I have done,
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That, in his secret doom, out of my blood
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He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me;
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But thou dost in thy passages of life
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Make me believe that thou art only mark'd
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For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven
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To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else,
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Could such inordinate and low desires,
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Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts,
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Such barren pleasures, rude society,
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As thou art match'd withal and grafted to,
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Accompany the greatness of thy blood
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And hold their level with thy princely heart?
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So please your majesty, I would I could
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Quit all offences with as clear excuse
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As well as I am doubtless I can purge
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Myself of many I am charged withal:
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Yet such extenuation let me beg,
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As, in reproof of many tales devised,
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which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,
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By smiling pick-thanks and base news-mongers,
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I may, for some things true, wherein my youth
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Hath faulty wander'd and irregular,
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Find pardon on my true submission.
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God pardon thee! yet let me wonder, Harry,
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At thy affections, which do hold a wing
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Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors.
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Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost.
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Which by thy younger brother is supplied,
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And art almost an alien to the hearts
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Of all the court and princes of my blood:
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The hope and expectation of thy time
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Is ruin'd, and the soul of every man
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Prophetically doth forethink thy fall.
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Had I so lavish of my presence been,
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So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men,
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So stale and cheap to vulgar company,
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Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
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Had still kept loyal to possession
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And left me in reputeless banishment,
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A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.
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By being seldom seen, I could not stir
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But like a comet I was wonder'd at;
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That men would tell their children 'This is he;'
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Others would say 'Where, which is Bolingbroke?'
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And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,
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And dress'd myself in such humility
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That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts,
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Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths,
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Even in the presence of the crowned king.
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Thus did I keep my person fresh and new;
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My presence, like a robe pontifical,
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Ne'er seen but wonder'd at: and so my state,
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Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast
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And won by rareness such solemnity.
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The skipping king, he ambled up and down
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With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits,
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Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state,
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Mingled his royalty with capering fools,
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Had his great name profaned with their scorns
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And gave his countenance, against his name,
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To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push
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Of every beardless vain comparative,
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Grew a companion to the common streets,
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Enfeoff'd himself to popularity;
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That, being daily swallow'd by men's eyes,
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They surfeited with honey and began
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To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little
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More than a little is by much too much.
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So when he had occasion to be seen,
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He was but as the cuckoo is in June,
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Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes
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As, sick and blunted with community,
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Afford no extraordinary gaze,
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Such as is bent on sun-like majesty
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When it shines seldom in admiring eyes;
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But rather drowzed and hung their eyelids down,
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Slept in his face and render'd such aspect
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As cloudy men use to their adversaries,
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Being with his presence glutted, gorged and full.
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And in that very line, Harry, standest thou;
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For thou has lost thy princely privilege
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With vile participation: not an eye
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But is a-weary of thy common sight,
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Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more;
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Which now doth that I would not have it do,
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Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.
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I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord,
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Be more myself.
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For all the world
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As thou art to this hour was Richard then
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When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh,
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And even as I was then is Percy now.
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Now, by my sceptre and my soul to boot,
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He hath more worthy interest to the state
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Than thou the shadow of succession;
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For of no right, nor colour like to right,
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He doth fill fields with harness in the realm,
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Turns head against the lion's armed jaws,
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And, being no more in debt to years than thou,
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Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on
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To bloody battles and to bruising arms.
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What never-dying honour hath he got
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Against renowned Douglas! whose high deeds,
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Whose hot incursions and great name in arms
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Holds from all soldiers chief majority
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And military title capital
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Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ:
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Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swathling clothes,
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This infant warrior, in his enterprises
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Discomfited great Douglas, ta'en him once,
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Enlarged him and made a friend of him,
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To fill the mouth of deep defiance up
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And shake the peace and safety of our throne.
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And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland,
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The Archbishop's grace of York, Douglas, Mortimer,
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Capitulate against us and are up.
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But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?
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Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,
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Which art my near'st and dearest enemy?
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Thou that art like enough, through vassal fear,
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Base inclination and the start of spleen
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To fight against me under Percy's pay,
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To dog his heels and curtsy at his frowns,
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To show how much thou art degenerate.
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Do not think so; you shall not find it so:
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And God forgive them that so much have sway'd
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Your majesty's good thoughts away from me!
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I will redeem all this on Percy's head
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And in the closing of some glorious day
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Be bold to tell you that I am your son;
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When I will wear a garment all of blood
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And stain my favours in a bloody mask,
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Which, wash'd away, shall scour my shame with it:
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And that shall be the day, whene'er it lights,
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That this same child of honour and renown,
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This gallant Hotspur, this all-praised knight,
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And your unthought-of Harry chance to meet.
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For every honour sitting on his helm,
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Would they were multitudes, and on my head
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My shames redoubled! for the time will come,
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That I shall make this northern youth exchange
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His glorious deeds for my indignities.
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Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
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To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf;
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And I will call him to so strict account,
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That he shall render every glory up,
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Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,
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Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart.
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This, in the name of God, I promise here:
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The which if He be pleased I shall perform,
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I do beseech your majesty may salve
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The long-grown wounds of my intemperance:
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If not, the end of life cancels all bands;
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And I will die a hundred thousand deaths
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Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow.
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A hundred thousand rebels die in this:
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Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust herein.
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How now, good Blunt? thy looks are full of speed.
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So hath the business that I come to speak of.
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Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word
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That Douglas and the English rebels met
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The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury
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A mighty and a fearful head they are,
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If promises be kept on every hand,
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As ever offer'd foul play in the state.
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The Earl of Westmoreland set forth to-day;
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With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster;
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For this advertisement is five days old:
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On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward;
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On Thursday we ourselves will march: our meeting
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Is Bridgenorth: and, Harry, you shall march
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Through Gloucestershire; by which account,
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Our business valued, some twelve days hence
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Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet.
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Our hands are full of business: let's away;
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Advantage feeds him fat, while men delay.
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Scene III Eastcheap. The Boar's-Head Tavern.

Scene 3 of Act 3 begins with King Henry IV and his son, Prince Hal, discussing the recent rebellion led by the Percy family. The king is angry and disappointed in Hal for associating himself with the rebels, but Hal defends himself and insists that he will prove his loyalty in battle. They are interrupted by the arrival of a messenger who brings news of a victory against the rebels.

Hotspur, the leader of the rebellion, is then shown discussing the battle with his allies. He is frustrated by the loss and blames it on the disloyalty of some of his troops. His wife, Lady Percy, enters and tries to convince him to flee the country, but he refuses and vows to continue fighting.

Meanwhile, Falstaff, a friend of Prince Hal, is shown recruiting soldiers for the king's army. He lies and exaggerates to convince the men to join, and even accepts bribes from those who are not fit to fight. When Hal arrives and questions Falstaff's methods, Falstaff defends himself by saying that he is only doing what is necessary to fill the ranks.

The scene ends with a discussion between the rebel leaders, who are planning their next move. They are joined by a messenger who brings news of a large army being raised against them. Despite this, Hotspur remains determined to fight and declares that he will never surrender.


Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since this last
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action? do I not bate? do I not dwindle? Why my
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skin hangs about me like an like an old lady's loose
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gown; I am withered like an old apple-john. Well,
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I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some
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liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I
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shall have no strength to repent. An I have not
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forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I
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am a peppercorn, a brewer's horse: the inside of a
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church! Company, villanous company, hath been the
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spoil of me.
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Sir John, you are so fretful, you cannot live long.
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Why, there is it: come sing me a bawdy song; make
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me merry. I was as virtuously given as a gentleman
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need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not
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above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once
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in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I
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borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in
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good compass: and now I live out of all order, out
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of all compass.
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Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that you must needs
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be out of all compass, out of all reasonable
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compass, Sir John.
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Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life:
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thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern in
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the poop, but 'tis in the nose of thee; thou art the
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Knight of the Burning Lamp.
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Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm.
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No, I'll be sworn; I make as good use of it as many
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a man doth of a Death's-head or a memento mori: I
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never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire and
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Dives that lived in purple; for there he is in his
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robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way
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given to virtue, I would swear by thy face; my oath
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should be 'By this fire, that's God's angel:' but
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thou art altogether given over; and wert indeed, but
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for the light in thy face, the son of utter
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darkness. When thou rannest up Gadshill in the
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night to catch my horse, if I did not think thou
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hadst been an ignis fatuus or a ball of wildfire,
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there's no purchase in money. O, thou art a
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perpetual triumph, an everlasting bonfire-light!
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Thou hast saved me a thousand marks in links and
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torches, walking with thee in the night betwixt
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tavern and tavern: but the sack that thou hast
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drunk me would have bought me lights as good cheap
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at the dearest chandler's in Europe. I have
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maintained that salamander of yours with fire any
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time this two and thirty years; God reward me for
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'Sblood, I would my face were in your belly!
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God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be heart-burned.
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How now, Dame Partlet the hen! have you inquired
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yet who picked my pocket?
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Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir John? do you
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think I keep thieves in my house? I have searched,
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I have inquired, so has my husband, man by man, boy
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by boy, servant by servant: the tithe of a hair
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was never lost in my house before.
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Ye lie, hostess: Bardolph was shaved and lost many
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a hair; and I'll be sworn my pocket was picked. Go
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to, you are a woman, go.
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Who, I? no; I defy thee: God's light, I was never
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called so in mine own house before.
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Go to, I know you well enough.
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No, Sir John; You do not know me, Sir John. I know
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you, Sir John: you owe me money, Sir John; and now
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you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it: I bought
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you a dozen of shirts to your back.
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Dowlas, filthy dowlas: I have given them away to
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bakers' wives, and they have made bolters of them.
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Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight
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shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, Sir
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John, for your diet and by-drinkings, and money lent
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you, four and twenty pound.
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He had his part of it; let him pay.
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He? alas, he is poor; he hath nothing.
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How! poor? look upon his face; what call you rich?
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let them coin his nose, let them coin his cheeks:
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Ill not pay a denier. What, will you make a younker
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of me? shall I not take mine case in mine inn but I
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shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a
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seal-ring of my grandfather's worth forty mark.
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O Jesu, I have heard the prince tell him, I know not
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how oft, that ring was copper!
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How! the prince is a Jack, a sneak-cup: 'sblood, an
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he were here, I would cudgel him like a dog, if he
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would say so.
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How now, lad! is the wind in that door, i' faith?
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must we all march?
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Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.
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My lord, I pray you, hear me.
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What sayest thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth thy
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husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.
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Good my lord, hear me.
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Prithee, let her alone, and list to me.
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What sayest thou, Jack?
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The other night I fell asleep here behind the arras
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and had my pocket picked: this house is turned
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bawdy-house; they pick pockets.
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What didst thou lose, Jack?
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Wilt thou believe me, Hal? three or four bonds of
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forty pound apiece, and a seal-ring of my
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A trifle, some eight-penny matter.
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So I told him, my lord; and I said I heard your
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grace say so: and, my lord, he speaks most vilely
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of you, like a foul-mouthed man as he is; and said
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he would cudgel you.
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What! he did not?
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There's neither faith, truth, nor womanhood in me else.
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There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed
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prune; nor no more truth in thee than in a drawn
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fox; and for womanhood, Maid Marian may be the
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deputy's wife of the ward to thee. Go, you thing,
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Say, what thing? what thing?
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What thing! why, a thing to thank God on.
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I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou
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shouldst know it; I am an honest man's wife: and,
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setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to
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call me so.
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Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a beast to say
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Say, what beast, thou knave, thou?
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What beast! why, an otter.
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An otter, Sir John! Why an otter?
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Why, she's neither fish nor flesh; a man knows not
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where to have her.
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Thou art an unjust man in saying so: thou or any
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man knows where to have me, thou knave, thou!
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Thou sayest true, hostess; and he slanders thee most grossly.
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So he doth you, my lord; and said this other day you
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ought him a thousand pound.
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Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound?
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A thousand pound, Ha! a million: thy love is worth
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a million: thou owest me thy love.
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Nay, my lord, he called you Jack, and said he would
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cudgel you.
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Did I, Bardolph?
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Indeed, Sir John, you said so.
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Yea, if he said my ring was copper.
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I say 'tis copper: darest thou be as good as thy word now?
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Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but man, I dare:
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but as thou art prince, I fear thee as I fear the
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roaring of a lion's whelp.
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And why not as the lion?
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The king is to be feared as the lion: dost thou
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think I'll fear thee as I fear thy father? nay, an
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I do, I pray God my girdle break.
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O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about thy
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knees! But, sirrah, there's no room for faith,
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truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine; it is all
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filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest
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woman with picking thy pocket! why, thou whoreson,
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impudent, embossed rascal, if there were anything in
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thy pocket but tavern-reckonings, memorandums of
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bawdy-houses, and one poor penny-worth of
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sugar-candy to make thee long-winded, if thy pocket
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were enriched with any other injuries but these, I
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am a villain: and yet you will stand to if; you will
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not pocket up wrong: art thou not ashamed?
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Dost thou hear, Hal? thou knowest in the state of
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innocency Adam fell; and what should poor Jack
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Falstaff do in the days of villany? Thou seest I
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have more flesh than another man, and therefore more
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frailty. You confess then, you picked my pocket?
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It appears so by the story.
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Hostess, I forgive thee: go, make ready breakfast;
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love thy husband, look to thy servants, cherish thy
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guests: thou shalt find me tractable to any honest
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reason: thou seest I am pacified still. Nay,
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prithee, be gone.
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Now Hal, to the news at court: for the robbery,
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lad, how is that answered?
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O, my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to
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thee: the money is paid back again.
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O, I do not like that paying back; 'tis a double labour.
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I am good friends with my father and may do any thing.
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Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou doest, and
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do it with unwashed hands too.
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Do, my lord.
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I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot.
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I would it had been of horse. Where shall I find
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one that can steal well? O for a fine thief, of the
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age of two and twenty or thereabouts! I am
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heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for
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these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous: I
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laud them, I praise them.
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My lord?
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Go bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster, to my
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brother John; this to my Lord of Westmoreland.
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Go, Peto, to horse, to horse; for thou and I have
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thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.
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Jack, meet me to-morrow in the temple hall at two
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o'clock in the afternoon.
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There shalt thou know thy charge; and there receive
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Money and order for their furniture.
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The land is burning; Percy stands on high;
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And either we or they must lower lie.
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Rare words! brave world! Hostess, my breakfast, come!
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O, I could wish this tavern were my drum!
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Act IV

Act 4 of Henry IV, Part 1 is a pivotal point in the play where the conflict between the rebels and King Henry IV comes to a head. The act opens with Prince Hal, the king's son, and Hotspur, the leader of the rebels, preparing for their highly anticipated battle. Both men are determined to prove their worth and honor on the battlefield.

Meanwhile, the king and his advisors discuss strategy and prepare for war. The king is concerned about the rebellion and wishes that he could have prevented it. However, he is determined to put an end to the uprising and restore order to his kingdom.

As the battle begins, both sides fight fiercely, and it seems as though the rebels may have the upper hand. Hotspur and Prince Hal finally meet in combat, and it becomes clear that they are evenly matched. However, Prince Hal is able to gain the upper hand and kill Hotspur. This victory marks a turning point in the battle and ultimately leads to the defeat of the rebel forces.

After the battle, the king meets with Prince Hal and praises him for his bravery and loyalty. The prince, who has been known for his wild behavior and association with commoners, assures his father that he is committed to being a worthy successor to the throne. This reconciliation between father and son is a significant moment in the play and sets the stage for the events that will unfold in the sequel, Henry IV, Part 2.

SCENE I. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.

Scene 1 of Act 4 begins with Prince Hal and his friend Poins disguising themselves as commoners to observe Falstaff and his companions. As they watch, Falstaff and the others discuss the upcoming battle and their plans to avoid fighting. Prince Hal is amused by their cowardice and decides to play a prank on them.

He approaches Falstaff and pretends to be a messenger from the king, informing him that he has been appointed to lead a group of soldiers in the upcoming battle. Falstaff is overjoyed at the news and begins to boast about his bravery and leadership skills.

Prince Hal then reveals his true identity and confronts Falstaff about his cowardice. Falstaff attempts to defend himself, but Prince Hal sees through his lies and accuses him of being a dishonest and dishonorable man.

The scene ends with Prince Hal telling Falstaff that he will never be a part of his life again, and that he must leave his company immediately. Falstaff is left alone and dejected, realizing that he has lost the friendship of the one person he cared about most.


Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth
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In this fine age were not thought flattery,
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Such attribution should the Douglas have,
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As not a soldier of this season's stamp
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Should go so general current through the world.
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By God, I cannot flatter; I do defy
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The tongues of soothers; but a braver place
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In my heart's love hath no man than yourself:
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Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
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Thou art the king of honour:
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No man so potent breathes upon the ground
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But I will beard him.
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Do so, and 'tis well.
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What letters hast thou there?--I can but thank you.
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These letters come from your father.
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Letters from him! why comes he not himself?
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He cannot come, my lord; he is grievous sick.
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'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick
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In such a rustling time? Who leads his power?
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Under whose government come they along?
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His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord.
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I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?
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He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth;
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And at the time of my departure thence
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He was much fear'd by his physicians.
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I would the state of time had first been whole
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Ere he by sickness had been visited:
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His health was never better worth than now.
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Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth infect
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The very life-blood of our enterprise;
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'Tis catching hither, even to our camp.
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He writes me here, that inward sickness--
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And that his friends by deputation could not
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So soon be drawn, nor did he think it meet
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To lay so dangerous and dear a trust
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On any soul removed but on his own.
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Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,
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That with our small conjunction we should on,
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To see how fortune is disposed to us;
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For, as he writes, there is no quailing now.
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Because the king is certainly possess'd
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Of all our purposes. What say you to it?
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Your father's sickness is a maim to us.
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A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off:
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And yet, in faith, it is not; his present want
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Seems more than we shall find it: were it good
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To set the exact wealth of all our states
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All at one cast? to set so rich a main
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On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?
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It were not good; for therein should we read
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The very bottom and the soul of hope,
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The very list, the very utmost bound
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Of all our fortunes.
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'Faith, and so we should;
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Where now remains a sweet reversion:
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We may boldly spend upon the hope of what
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Is to come in:
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A comfort of retirement lives in this.
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A rendezvous, a home to fly unto.
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If that the devil and mischance look big
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Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.
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But yet I would your father had been here.
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The quality and hair of our attempt
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Brooks no division: it will be thought
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By some, that know not why he is away,
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That wisdom, loyalty and mere dislike
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Of our proceedings kept the earl from hence:
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And think how such an apprehension
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May turn the tide of fearful faction
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And breed a kind of question in our cause;
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For well you know we of the offering side
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Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement,
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And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence
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The eye of reason may pry in upon us:
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This absence of your father's draws a curtain,
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That shows the ignorant a kind of fear
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Before not dreamt of.
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You strain too far.
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I rather of his absence make this use:
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It lends a lustre and more great opinion,
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A larger dare to our great enterprise,
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Than if the earl were here; for men must think,
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If we without his help can make a head
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To push against a kingdom, with his help
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We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.
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Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole.
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As heart can think: there is not such a word
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Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.
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My cousin Vernon, welcome, by my soul.
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Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord.
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The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,
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Is marching hitherwards; with him Prince John.
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No harm: what more?
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And further, I have learn'd,
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The king himself in person is set forth,
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Or hitherwards intended speedily,
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With strong and mighty preparation.
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He shall be welcome too. Where is his son,
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The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales,
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And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside,
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And bid it pass?
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All furnish'd, all in arms;
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All plumed like estridges that with the wind
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Baited like eagles having lately bathed;
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Glittering in golden coats, like images;
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As full of spirit as the month of May,
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And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;
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Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.
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I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
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His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd
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Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,
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And vaulted with such ease into his seat,
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As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,
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To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus
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And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
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No more, no more: worse than the sun in March,
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This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come:
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They come like sacrifices in their trim,
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And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war
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All hot and bleeding will we offer them:
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The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit
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Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire
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To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh
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And yet not ours. Come, let me taste my horse,
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Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt
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Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales:
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Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse,
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Meet and ne'er part till one drop down a corse.
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O that Glendower were come!
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There is more news:
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I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along,
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He cannot draw his power this fourteen days.
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That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet.
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Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.
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What may the king's whole battle reach unto?
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To thirty thousand.
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Forty let it be:
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My father and Glendower being both away,
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The powers of us may serve so great a day
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Come, let us take a muster speedily:
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Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily.
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Talk not of dying: I am out of fear
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Of death or death's hand for this one-half year.
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SCENE II. A public road near Coventry.

Scene 2 of Act 4 of Henry IV, Part 1 takes place in a room in the Archbishop of York's palace. The Archbishop of York, Mowbray, and Hastings are discussing the current state of affairs in England. They are unhappy with the way King Henry IV is running things and believe that he is not fit to be king. They decide to join forces with the rebel forces led by Hotspur and the Archbishop of York promises to provide troops for the rebellion.

As they are discussing their plans, a messenger arrives with news that the rebel forces have been defeated at the Battle of Shrewsbury. Hotspur has been killed in battle and the other leaders of the rebellion have been captured. The Archbishop of York and his allies are shocked and dismayed by this news, but they refuse to give up their plans for rebellion. They vow to continue fighting against King Henry IV and his forces, even though they know it will be a difficult and dangerous task.

The scene ends with the Archbishop of York and his allies planning their next move. They are determined to overthrow King Henry IV and put their own candidate on the throne. They believe that they have the support of the people and that they can succeed if they stay united and fight with all their might.


Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; fill me a
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bottle of sack: our soldiers shall march through;
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we'll to Sutton Co'fil' tonight.
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Will you give me money, captain?
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Lay out, lay out.
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This bottle makes an angel.
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An if it do, take it for thy labour; and if it make
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twenty, take them all; I'll answer the coinage. Bid
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my lieutenant Peto meet me at town's end.
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I will, captain: farewell.
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If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused
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gurnet. I have misused the king's press damnably.
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I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty
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soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me
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none but good house-holders, yeoman's sons; inquire
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me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked
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twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves,
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as had as lieve hear the devil as a drum; such as
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fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck
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fowl or a hurt wild-duck. I pressed me none but such
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toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no
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bigger than pins' heads, and they have bought out
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their services; and now my whole charge consists of
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ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of
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companies, slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the
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painted cloth, where the glutton's dogs licked his
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sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but
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discarded unjust serving-men, younger sons to
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younger brothers, revolted tapsters and ostlers
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trade-fallen, the cankers of a calm world and a
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long peace, ten times more dishonourable ragged than
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an old faced ancient: and such have I, to fill up
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the rooms of them that have bought out their
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services, that you would think that I had a hundred
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and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from
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swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad
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fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded
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all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye
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hath seen such scarecrows. I'll not march through
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Coventry with them, that's flat: nay, and the
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villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had
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gyves on; for indeed I had the most of them out of
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prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my
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company; and the half shirt is two napkins tacked
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together and thrown over the shoulders like an
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herald's coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say
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the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or
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the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that's all
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one; they'll find linen enough on every hedge.
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How now, blown Jack! how now, quilt!
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What, Hal! how now, mad wag! what a devil dost thou
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in Warwickshire? My good Lord of Westmoreland, I
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cry you mercy: I thought your honour had already been
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at Shrewsbury.
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Faith, Sir John,'tis more than time that I were
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there, and you too; but my powers are there already.
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The king, I can tell you, looks for us all: we must
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away all night.
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Tut, never fear me: I am as vigilant as a cat to
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steal cream.
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I think, to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath
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already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose
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fellows are these that come after?
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Mine, Hal, mine.
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I did never see such pitiful rascals.
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Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for powder, food
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for powder; they'll fill a pit as well as better:
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tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
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Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor
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and bare, too beggarly.
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'Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had
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that; and for their bareness, I am sure they never
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learned that of me.
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No I'll be sworn; unless you call three fingers on
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the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste: Percy is
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already in the field.
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What, is the king encamped?
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He is, Sir John: I fear we shall stay too long.
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To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast
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Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
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SCENE III. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.

Scene 3 of Act 4 of Henry IV, Part 1 features two characters, Prince Hal and Poins, who are discussing their plan to rob a group of travelers. They are disguised as commoners and are waiting for their target to arrive. As they wait, they hear a noise and hide. The noise turns out to be a group of commoners who are also planning to rob the travelers. Prince Hal and Poins decide to join forces with the commoners and pretend to be on their side.

When the travelers arrive, they are confronted by the commoners who demand their money. The travelers refuse to give up their money and a fight ensues. Prince Hal and Poins join the fight and help the commoners overcome the travelers. After the fight, Prince Hal reveals his true identity to the commoners and offers them a reward for their help. The commoners are surprised and grateful to learn that they were fighting alongside the future king of England.

This scene is significant because it shows Prince Hal's willingness to associate with commoners and engage in less-than-honorable behavior. It also shows his ability to think on his feet and adapt to unexpected situations. The scene also highlights the theme of appearances versus reality, as Prince Hal and Poins are able to deceive both the travelers and the commoners with their disguises.


We'll fight with him to-night.
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It may not be.
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You give him then the advantage.
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Not a whit.
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Why say you so? looks he not for supply?
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So do we.
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His is certain, ours is doubtful.
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Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight.
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Do not, my lord.
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You do not counsel well:
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You speak it out of fear and cold heart.
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Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life,
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And I dare well maintain it with my life,
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If well-respected honour bid me on,
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I hold as little counsel with weak fear
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As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:
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Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle
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Which of us fears.
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Yea, or to-night.
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To-night, say I.
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Come, come it nay not be. I wonder much,
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Being men of such great leading as you are,
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That you foresee not what impediments
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Drag back our expedition: certain horse
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Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:
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Your uncle Worcester's horse came but today;
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And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
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Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
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That not a horse is half the half of himself.
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So are the horses of the enemy
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In general, journey-bated and brought low:
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The better part of ours are full of rest.
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The number of the king exceedeth ours:
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For God's sake. cousin, stay till all come in.
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The trumpet sounds a parley


I come with gracious offers from the king,
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if you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.
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Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; and would to God
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You were of our determination!
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Some of us love you well; and even those some
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Envy your great deservings and good name,
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Because you are not of our quality,
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But stand against us like an enemy.
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And God defend but still I should stand so,
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So long as out of limit and true rule
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You stand against anointed majesty.
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But to my charge. The king hath sent to know
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The nature of your griefs, and whereupon
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You conjure from the breast of civil peace
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Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land
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Audacious cruelty. If that the king
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Have any way your good deserts forgot,
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Which he confesseth to be manifold,
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He bids you name your griefs; and with all speed
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You shall have your desires with interest
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And pardon absolute for yourself and these
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Herein misled by your suggestion.
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The king is kind; and well we know the king
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Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.
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My father and my uncle and myself
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Did give him that same royalty he wears;
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And when he was not six and twenty strong,
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Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low,
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A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,
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My father gave him welcome to the shore;
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And when he heard him swear and vow to God
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He came but to be Duke of Lancaster,
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To sue his livery and beg his peace,
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With tears of innocency and terms of zeal,
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My father, in kind heart and pity moved,
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Swore him assistance and perform'd it too.
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Now when the lords and barons of the realm
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Perceived Northumberland did lean to him,
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The more and less came in with cap and knee;
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Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,
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Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,
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Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,
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Gave him their heirs, as pages follow'd him
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Even at the heels in golden multitudes.
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He presently, as greatness knows itself,
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Steps me a little higher than his vow
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Made to my father, while his blood was poor,
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Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh;
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And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform
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Some certain edicts and some strait decrees
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That lie too heavy on the commonwealth,
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Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep
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Over his country's wrongs; and by this face,
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This seeming brow of justice, did he win
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The hearts of all that he did angle for;
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Proceeded further; cut me off the heads
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Of all the favourites that the absent king
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In deputation left behind him here,
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When he was personal in the Irish war.
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Tut, I came not to hear this.
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Then to the point.
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In short time after, he deposed the king;
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Soon after that, deprived him of his life;
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And in the neck of that, task'd the whole state:
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To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March,
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Who is, if every owner were well placed,
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Indeed his king, to be engaged in Wales,
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There without ransom to lie forfeited;
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Disgraced me in my happy victories,
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Sought to entrap me by intelligence;
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Rated mine uncle from the council-board;
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In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;
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Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong,
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And in conclusion drove us to seek out
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This head of safety; and withal to pry
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Into his title, the which we find
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Too indirect for long continuance.
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Shall I return this answer to the king?
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Not so, Sir Walter: we'll withdraw awhile.
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Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd
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Some surety for a safe return again,
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And in the morning early shall my uncle
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Bring him our purposes: and so farewell.
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I would you would accept of grace and love.
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And may be so we shall.
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Pray God you do.
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SCENE IV. York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace.

In Scene 4 of Act 4, tensions are high as the battle between the rebels and the king's army looms. The rebel leaders, Hotspur and Worcester, are in disagreement over their strategy for the battle. Hotspur is eager to charge into battle, while Worcester is more cautious and wants to wait for reinforcements.

Meanwhile, Falstaff, a comical character in the play, is preparing his troops for battle. He is more concerned with getting a good meal and a drink than actually fighting. He jokes with his soldiers and tries to boost their morale with witty quips and exaggerated stories.

As the battle begins, Hotspur charges forward with his troops, but they are quickly overwhelmed by the king's army. Hotspur is killed in battle, and Worcester is captured and executed. Falstaff, who had been lingering behind, claims to have played a crucial role in the victory, but his claims are quickly dismissed by the other characters.

The scene ends with the king's army victorious, but with many casualties on both sides. The play explores themes of honor, loyalty, and the consequences of rebellion.


Hie, good Sir Michael; bear this sealed brief
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With winged haste to the lord marshal;
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This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest
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To whom they are directed. If you knew
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How much they do to import, you would make haste.
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My good lord,
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I guess their tenor.
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Like enough you do.
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To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day
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Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men
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Must bide the touch; for, sir, at Shrewsbury,
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As I am truly given to understand,
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The king with mighty and quick-raised power
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Meets with Lord Harry: and, I fear, Sir Michael,
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What with the sickness of Northumberland,
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Whose power was in the first proportion,
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And what with Owen Glendower's absence thence,
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Who with them was a rated sinew too
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And comes not in, o'er-ruled by prophecies,
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I fear the power of Percy is too weak
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To wage an instant trial with the king.
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Why, my good lord, you need not fear;
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There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer.
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No, Mortimer is not there.
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But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy,
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And there is my Lord of Worcester and a head
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Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.
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And so there is: but yet the king hath drawn
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The special head of all the land together:
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The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster,
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The noble Westmoreland and warlike Blunt;
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And moe corrivals and dear men
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Of estimation and command in arms.
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Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed.
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I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear;
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And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed:
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For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the king
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Dismiss his power, he means to visit us,
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For he hath heard of our confederacy,
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And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him:
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Therefore make haste. I must go write again
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To other friends; and so farewell, Sir Michael.
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Act V

In Act 5 of Henry IV, Part 1, the forces of King Henry IV and the rebel forces led by Henry "Hotspur" Percy finally meet in battle. The two sides clash fiercely, with both sides suffering heavy losses. Eventually, Prince Hal, who had been fighting on the side of his father, engages in single combat with Hotspur and kills him.

With Hotspur dead, the rebel forces begin to falter and are eventually defeated. King Henry IV is victorious, but the victory is bittersweet as he mourns the loss of his son, Prince Hal's friend and mentor, Sir John Falstaff.

Throughout the play, Prince Hal has been struggling with his identity and his role in the kingdom. In Act 5, he proves his worth as a warrior and demonstrates his loyalty to his father by fighting bravely in the battle. However, his decision to kill Hotspur also marks a turning point in his character development, as he begins to fully embrace his responsibilities as a future king.

The themes of loyalty, honor, and the struggle for power are all present in Act 5 of Henry IV, Part 1. The play is a complex exploration of these themes and the characters' motivations, and it remains a beloved work of literature to this day.

SCENE I. KING HENRY IV's camp near Shrewsbury.

Scene 1 of Act 5 begins with King Henry IV and his son, Prince Hal, discussing the upcoming battle against the rebel forces led by Hotspur. The King is worried about the outcome of the battle and expresses his concerns to the Prince. Prince Hal assures his father that he will fight bravely and honorably.

Lord John of Lancaster enters and reports that the rebel forces have gathered near Shrewsbury. The King orders his army to march towards the enemy, and they leave the stage.

Next, Hotspur and his allies, including his father Northumberland and the Scottish Earl of Douglas, discuss their strategy for the upcoming battle. Hotspur is confident in his abilities and believes that victory is within their reach.

A messenger arrives and informs Hotspur that the King's army is on the move. Hotspur orders his forces to prepare for battle and they exit the stage.

The scene ends with a soliloquy by Prince Hal, who reflects on his transformation from a wild and irresponsible youth to a responsible and honorable warrior. He vows to prove himself in battle and earn his place as a worthy successor to his father's throne.


How bloodily the sun begins to peer
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Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale
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At his distemperature.
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The southern wind
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Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
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And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
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Foretells a tempest and a blustering day.
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Then with the losers let it sympathize,
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For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
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How now, my Lord of Worcester! 'tis not well
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That you and I should meet upon such terms
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As now we meet. You have deceived our trust,
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And made us doff our easy robes of peace,
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To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:
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This is not well, my lord, this is not well.
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What say you to it? will you again unknit
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This curlish knot of all-abhorred war?
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And move in that obedient orb again
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Where you did give a fair and natural light,
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And be no more an exhaled meteor,
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A prodigy of fear and a portent
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Of broached mischief to the unborn times?
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Hear me, my liege:
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For mine own part, I could be well content
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To entertain the lag-end of my life
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With quiet hours; for I do protest,
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I have not sought the day of this dislike.
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You have not sought it! how comes it, then?
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Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
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Peace, chewet, peace!
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It pleased your majesty to turn your looks
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Of favour from myself and all our house;
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And yet I must remember you, my lord,
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We were the first and dearest of your friends.
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For you my staff of office did I break
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In Richard's time; and posted day and night
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to meet you on the way, and kiss your hand,
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When yet you were in place and in account
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Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.
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It was myself, my brother and his son,
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That brought you home and boldly did outdare
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The dangers of the time. You swore to us,
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And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,
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That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state;
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Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n right,
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The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:
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To this we swore our aid. But in short space
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It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;
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And such a flood of greatness fell on you,
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What with our help, what with the absent king,
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What with the injuries of a wanton time,
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The seeming sufferances that you had borne,
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And the contrarious winds that held the king
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So long in his unlucky Irish wars
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That all in England did repute him dead:
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And from this swarm of fair advantages
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You took occasion to be quickly woo'd
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To gripe the general sway into your hand;
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Forget your oath to us at Doncaster;
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And being fed by us you used us so
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As that ungentle hull, the cuckoo's bird,
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Useth the sparrow; did oppress our nest;
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Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk
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That even our love durst not come near your sight
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For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing
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We were enforced, for safety sake, to fly
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Out of sight and raise this present head;
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Whereby we stand opposed by such means
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As you yourself have forged against yourself
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By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
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And violation of all faith and troth
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Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.
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These things indeed you have articulate,
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Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches,
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To face the garment of rebellion
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With some fine colour that may please the eye
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Of fickle changelings and poor discontents,
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Which gape and rub the elbow at the news
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Of hurlyburly innovation:
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And never yet did insurrection want
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Such water-colours to impaint his cause;
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Nor moody beggars, starving for a time
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Of pellmell havoc and confusion.
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In both your armies there is many a soul
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Shall pay full dearly for this encounter,
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If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,
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The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
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In praise of Henry Percy: by my hopes,
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This present enterprise set off his head,
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I do not think a braver gentleman,
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More active-valiant or more valiant-young,
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More daring or more bold, is now alive
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To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
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For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
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I have a truant been to chivalry;
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And so I hear he doth account me too;
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Yet this before my father's majesty--
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I am content that he shall take the odds
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Of his great name and estimation,
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And will, to save the blood on either side,
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Try fortune with him in a single fight.
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And, Prince of Wales, so dare we venture thee,
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Albeit considerations infinite
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Do make against it. No, good Worcester, no,
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We love our people well; even those we love
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That are misled upon your cousin's part;
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And, will they take the offer of our grace,
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Both he and they and you, every man
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Shall be my friend again and I'll be his:
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So tell your cousin, and bring me word
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What he will do: but if he will not yield,
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Rebuke and dread correction wait on us
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And they shall do their office. So, be gone;
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We will not now be troubled with reply:
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We offer fair; take it advisedly.
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It will not be accepted, on my life:
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The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
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Are confident against the world in arms.
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Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;
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For, on their answer, will we set on them:
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And God befriend us, as our cause is just!
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Exeunt all but PRINCE HENRY and FALSTAFF

Hal, if thou see me down in the battle and bestride
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me, so; 'tis a point of friendship.
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Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship.
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Say thy prayers, and farewell.
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I would 'twere bed-time, Hal, and all well.
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Why, thou owest God a death.
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'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before
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his day. What need I be so forward with him that
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calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks
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me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I
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come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or
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an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no.
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Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is
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honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what
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is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it?
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he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no.
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Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then. Yea,
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to the dead. But will it not live with the living?
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no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore
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I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so
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ends my catechism.
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SCENE II. The rebel camp.

Scene 2 of Act 5 features a conversation between Prince Hal and Falstaff. The two friends are discussing the upcoming battle and Falstaff is trying to convince the Prince not to go.

Falstaff argues that the war is not about honor or duty, but rather about money and power. He claims that the soldiers are not fighting for their country or their king, but for their own selfish reasons. Falstaff believes that it is better to stay home and let others fight the battle.

Prince Hal, however, is not convinced. He believes that it is his duty to fight for his country and his father, the king. He argues that if he were to stay home, he would be seen as a coward and lose his reputation.

The conversation becomes heated as Falstaff continues to try to convince the Prince to stay home. He even goes so far as to say that he does not care if the Prince dies in battle. This angers Prince Hal and he tells Falstaff that he no longer wants to associate with him.

The scene ends with Prince Hal leaving and Falstaff being left alone on stage. Falstaff is left to ponder his own cowardice and the fact that he has lost the friendship of the future king.


O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
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The liberal and kind offer of the king.
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'Twere best he did.
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Then are we all undone.
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It is not possible, it cannot be,
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The king should keep his word in loving us;
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He will suspect us still and find a time
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To punish this offence in other faults:
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Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;
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For treason is but trusted like the fox,
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Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up,
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Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
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Look how we can, or sad or merrily,
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Interpretation will misquote our looks,
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And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
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The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.
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My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;
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it hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,
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And an adopted name of privilege,
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A hair-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:
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All his offences live upon my head
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And on his father's; we did train him on,
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And, his corruption being ta'en from us,
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We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.
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Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,
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In any case, the offer of the king.
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Deliver what you will; I'll say 'tis so.
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Here comes your cousin.
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My uncle is return'd:
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Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.
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Uncle, what news?
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The king will bid you battle presently.
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Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.
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Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
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Marry, and shall, and very willingly.
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There is no seeming mercy in the king.
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Did you beg any? God forbid!
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I told him gently of our grievances,
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Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,
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By now forswearing that he is forsworn:
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He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge
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With haughty arms this hateful name in us.
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Re-enter the EARL OF DOUGLAS

Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have thrown
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A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth,
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And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it;
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Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.
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The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king,
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And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
Link: 5.2.48

O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
Link: 5.2.49
And that no man might draw short breath today
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But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
Link: 5.2.51
How show'd his tasking? seem'd it in contempt?
Link: 5.2.52

No, by my soul; I never in my life
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Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
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Unless a brother should a brother dare
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To gentle exercise and proof of arms.
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He gave you all the duties of a man;
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Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue,
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Spoke to your deservings like a chronicle,
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Making you ever better than his praise
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By still dispraising praise valued in you;
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And, which became him like a prince indeed,
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He made a blushing cital of himself;
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And chid his truant youth with such a grace
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As if he master'd there a double spirit.
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Of teaching and of learning instantly.
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There did he pause: but let me tell the world,
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If he outlive the envy of this day,
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England did never owe so sweet a hope,
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So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
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Cousin, I think thou art enamoured
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On his follies: never did I hear
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Of any prince so wild a libertine.
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But be he as he will, yet once ere night
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I will embrace him with a soldier's arm,
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That he shall shrink under my courtesy.
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Arm, arm with speed: and, fellows, soldiers, friends,
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Better consider what you have to do
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Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,
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Can lift your blood up with persuasion.
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Enter a Messenger

My lord, here are letters for you.
Link: 5.2.81

I cannot read them now.
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O gentlemen, the time of life is short!
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To spend that shortness basely were too long,
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If life did ride upon a dial's point,
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Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
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An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
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If die, brave death, when princes die with us!
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Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair,
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When the intent of bearing them is just.
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Enter another Messenger

My lord, prepare; the king comes on apace.
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I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale,
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For I profess not talking; only this--
Link: 5.2.93
Let each man do his best: and here draw I
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A sword, whose temper I intend to stain
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With the best blood that I can meet withal
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In the adventure of this perilous day.
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Now, Esperance! Percy! and set on.
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Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
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And by that music let us all embrace;
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For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall
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A second time do such a courtesy.
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The trumpets sound. They embrace, and exeunt

SCENE III. Plain between the camps.

In Scene 3 of Act 5, the battle between the rebels and the king's army is about to commence. Hotspur, the leader of the rebels, is killed by Prince Hal, who has now become a skilled warrior. The rebels are defeated, and the king's army emerges victorious.

However, the victory is not without its losses. Falstaff, a comical and beloved character, is believed to have been killed in the battle. The king mourns his loss but is also relieved that the rebellion has been quelled.

Prince Hal, who had previously been known for his wild and reckless behavior, has proven himself to be a worthy successor to the throne. He is praised by the king and his peers for his bravery and leadership on the battlefield.

The scene ends with the king and his army preparing to move on to the next battle, as the rebellion may not be fully extinguished. Prince Hal reflects on the cost of war and the sacrifices made by both sides. He also ponders his own future and the responsibilities that come with being king.

KING HENRY enters with his power. Alarum to the battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and SIR WALTER BLUNT

What is thy name, that in the battle thus
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Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek
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Upon my head?
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Know then, my name is Douglas;
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And I do haunt thee in the battle thus
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Because some tell me that thou art a king.
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They tell thee true.
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The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought
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Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry,
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This sword hath ended him: so shall it thee,
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Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.
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I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;
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And thou shalt find a king that will revenge
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Lord Stafford's death.
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O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,
Link: 5.3.15
never had triumph'd upon a Scot.
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All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king.
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This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well:
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A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt;
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Semblably furnish'd like the king himself.
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A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes!
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A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear:
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Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?
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The king hath many marching in his coats.
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Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats;
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I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece,
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Until I meet the king.
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Up, and away!
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Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.
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Alarum. Enter FALSTAFF, solus

Though I could 'scape shot-free at London, I fear
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the shot here; here's no scoring but upon the pate.
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Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there's honour
Link: 5.3.34
for you! here's no vanity! I am as hot as moulten
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lead, and as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I
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need no more weight than mine own bowels. I have
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led my ragamuffins where they are peppered: there's
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not three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and
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they are for the town's end, to beg during life.
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But who comes here?
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What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me thy sword:
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Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
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Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,
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Whose deaths are yet unrevenged: I prithee,
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lend me thy sword.
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O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile.
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Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have
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done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure.
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He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. I prithee,
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lend me thy sword.
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Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st
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not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.
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Give it to me: what, is it in the case?
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Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a city.
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PRINCE HENRY draws it out, and finds it to be a bottle of sack

What, is it a time to jest and dally now?
Link: 5.3.56

He throws the bottle at him. Exit

Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do
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come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his
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willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like
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not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath: give me
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life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes
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unlooked for, and there's an end.
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SCENE IV. Another part of the field.

Scene 4 of Act 5 takes place on the battlefield where King Henry IV and his son Prince Hal, who has now become a respected warrior, are fighting against the rebel forces led by Hotspur. The battle is intense and both sides are losing men.

Prince Hal encounters Hotspur and they engage in a one-on-one fight. During the fight, Hotspur's sword breaks and he asks for a new one from his squire. Prince Hal, seeing this as an opportunity, takes advantage and strikes Hotspur with his sword, killing him.

As King Henry IV and his army emerge victorious, he mourns the death of Hotspur, who was once his ally. Prince Hal approaches his father and explains his actions, saying that he killed Hotspur to prove his loyalty to the crown and to honor his father. King Henry IV is moved by his son's words and embraces him, acknowledging that he has proven himself as a worthy successor to the throne.

The scene ends with the announcement of another rebel army gathering in the north, setting the stage for the events that will unfold in the sequel to the play.


I prithee,
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Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much.
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Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.
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Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.
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I beseech your majesty, make up,
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Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.
Link: 5.4.6

I will do so.
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My Lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent.
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Come, my lord, I'll lead you to your tent.
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Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help:
Link: 5.4.10
And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive
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The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,
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Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on,
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and rebels' arms triumph in massacres!
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We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmoreland,
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Our duty this way lies; for God's sake come.
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By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster;
Link: 5.4.17
I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:
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Before, I loved thee as a brother, John;
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But now, I do respect thee as my soul.
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I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point
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With lustier maintenance than I did look for
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Of such an ungrown warrior.
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O, this boy
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Lends mettle to us all!
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Another king! they grow like Hydra's heads:
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I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
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That wear those colours on them: what art thou,
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That counterfeit'st the person of a king?
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The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves at heart
Link: 5.4.30
So many of his shadows thou hast met
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And not the very king. I have two boys
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Seek Percy and thyself about the field:
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But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily,
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I will assay thee: so, defend thyself.
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I fear thou art another counterfeit;
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And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a king:
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But mine I am sure thou art, whoe'er thou be,
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And thus I win thee.
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They fight. KING HENRY being in danger, PRINCE HENRY enters

Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like
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Never to hold it up again! the spirits
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Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms:
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It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee;
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Who never promiseth but he means to pay.
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Cheerly, my lord how fares your grace?
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Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent,
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And so hath Clifton: I'll to Clifton straight.
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Stay, and breathe awhile:
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Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion,
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And show'd thou makest some tender of my life,
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In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.
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O God! they did me too much injury
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That ever said I hearken'd for your death.
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If it were so, I might have let alone
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The insulting hand of Douglas over you,
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Which would have been as speedy in your end
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As all the poisonous potions in the world
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And saved the treacherous labour of your son.
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Make up to Clifton: I'll to Sir Nicholas Gawsey.
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If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.
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Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name.
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My name is Harry Percy.
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Why, then I see
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A very valiant rebel of the name.
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I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,
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To share with me in glory any more:
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Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;
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Nor can one England brook a double reign,
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Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.
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Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come
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To end the one of us; and would to God
Link: 5.4.71
Thy name in arms were now as great as mine!
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I'll make it greater ere I part from thee;
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And all the budding honours on thy crest
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I'll crop, to make a garland for my head.
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I can no longer brook thy vanities.
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They fight


Well said, Hal! to it Hal! Nay, you shall find no
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boy's play here, I can tell you.
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Re-enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF, who falls down as if he were dead, and exit DOUGLAS. HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls

O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth!
Link: 5.4.79
I better brook the loss of brittle life
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Than those proud titles thou hast won of me;
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They wound my thoughts worse than sword my flesh:
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But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;
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And time, that takes survey of all the world,
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Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,
Link: 5.4.85
But that the earthy and cold hand of death
Link: 5.4.86
Lies on my tongue: no, Percy, thou art dust
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And food for--
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For worms, brave Percy: fare thee well, great heart!
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Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
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When that this body did contain a spirit,
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A kingdom for it was too small a bound;
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But now two paces of the vilest earth
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Is room enough: this earth that bears thee dead
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Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
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If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
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I should not make so dear a show of zeal:
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But let my favours hide thy mangled face;
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And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself
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For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
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Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!
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Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
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But not remember'd in thy epitaph!
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What, old acquaintance! could not all this flesh
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Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell!
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I could have better spared a better man:
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O, I should have a heavy miss of thee,
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If I were much in love with vanity!
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Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day,
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Though many dearer, in this bloody fray.
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Embowell'd will I see thee by and by:
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Till then in blood by noble Percy lie.
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(Rising up) Embowelled! if thou embowel me to-day,
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I'll give you leave to powder me and eat me too
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to-morrow. 'Sblood,'twas time to counterfeit, or
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that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too.
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Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit: to die,
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is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the
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counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man:
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but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby
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liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and
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perfect image of life indeed. The better part of
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valour is discretion; in the which better part I
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have saved my life.'Zounds, I am afraid of this
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gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: how, if he
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should counterfeit too and rise? by my faith, I am
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afraid he would prove the better counterfeit.
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Therefore I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I
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killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I?
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Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me.
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Therefore, sirrah,
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with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me.
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Takes up HOTSPUR on his back


Come, brother John; full bravely hast thou flesh'd
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Thy maiden sword.
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But, soft! whom have we here?
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Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?
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I did; I saw him dead,
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Breathless and bleeding on the ground. Art
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thou alive?
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Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?
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I prithee, speak; we will not trust our eyes
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Without our ears: thou art not what thou seem'st.
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No, that's certain; I am not a double man: but if I
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be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There is Percy:
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if your father will do me any honour, so; if not, let
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him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either
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earl or duke, I can assure you.
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Why, Percy I killed myself and saw thee dead.
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Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is given to
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lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath;
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and so was he: but we rose both at an instant and
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fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I may be
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believed, so; if not, let them that should reward
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valour bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll take
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it upon my death, I gave him this wound in the
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thigh: if the man were alive and would deny it,
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'zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my sword.
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This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.
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This is the strangest fellow, brother John.
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Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back:
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For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
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I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have.
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The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.
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Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field,
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To see what friends are living, who are dead.
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I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that
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rewards me, God reward him! If I do grow great,
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I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and
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live cleanly as a nobleman should do.
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SCENE V. Another part of the field.

Scene 5 of Act 5 of Henry IV, Part 1 takes place on a battlefield. The King's forces have won the battle, but there is still fighting going on. Prince Hal, who is now the heir to the throne, encounters Sir John Falstaff, his old friend and mentor. Falstaff, who has been wounded and is pretending to be dead, is discovered by Hal. Falstaff begs Hal to save him, but Hal sees through his deceit and tells him that he will not help him. Falstaff tries to make light of the situation, but Hal is firm in his decision.

Hal then encounters Douglas, a Scottish nobleman who has been fighting on the side of the rebels. Douglas challenges Hal to a duel, but Hal refuses, saying that they are both tired and wounded. Douglas insists, and they fight. Hal wins the duel and spares Douglas's life. He then orders his soldiers to take care of the wounded, both his own men and the rebels. The scene ends with Hal reflecting on the cost of war and the lives lost.


Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.
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Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send grace,
Link: 5.5.2
Pardon and terms of love to all of you?
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And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary?
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Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust?
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Three knights upon our party slain to-day,
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A noble earl and many a creature else
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Had been alive this hour,
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If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne
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Betwixt our armies true intelligence.
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What I have done my safety urged me to;
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And I embrace this fortune patiently,
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Since not to be avoided it falls on me.
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Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too:
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Other offenders we will pause upon.
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How goes the field?
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The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw
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The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him,
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The noble Percy slain, and all his men
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Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest;
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And falling from a hill, he was so bruised
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That the pursuers took him. At my tent
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The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace
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I may dispose of him.
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With all my heart.
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Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you
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This honourable bounty shall belong:
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Go to the Douglas, and deliver him
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Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:
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His valour shown upon our crests to-day
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Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds
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Even in the bosom of our adversaries.
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I thank your grace for this high courtesy,
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Which I shall give away immediately.
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Then this remains, that we divide our power.
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You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland
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Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed,
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To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,
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Who, as we hear, are busily in arms:
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Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales,
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To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March.
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Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
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Meeting the cheque of such another day:
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And since this business so fair is done,
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Let us not leave till all our own be won.
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