Henry IV, Part 2


William Shakespeare

Henry IV, Part 2 is a historical play that follows the events leading up to King Henry IV's death and the ascension of his son, Henry V, to the throne. The play focuses on the struggle for power and the political intrigue that surrounds the English royal court.

The play opens with King Henry IV on his deathbed, troubled by guilt over the way he gained the throne. Meanwhile, his son Prince Hal, who will become Henry V, is preparing to take over as king. Hal is conflicted about his father's death and his own responsibilities as king.

As Hal navigates the political landscape, he faces opposition from a group of rebels who seek to overthrow him. These rebels are led by the charismatic and popular Harry Hotspur. Hotspur is a rival of Hal's and believes that he is the rightful heir to the throne.

The play also introduces several other characters who are struggling to maintain their power and influence in the face of impending changes. These include Falstaff, a bawdy, larger-than-life character who is a close friend of Hal's, and Archbishop of York, who is torn between his loyalty to the king and his desire for power.

In the end, Hal is able to defeat the rebels and secure his place on the throne. He also rejects Falstaff, who has become a liability to him, and begins to embrace his responsibilities as king. The play ends on a note of optimism, with the promise of a new era of peace and prosperity under King Henry V.


The Induction from "Henry IV Part 2" sets the stage for the main story with a brief but impactful prologue. It opens with a rumination on the nature of theater and the power of imagination to transport the audience into different worlds.

We are then introduced to a group of players, led by their jovial leader, who are preparing to perform a play. They discuss the importance of pleasing the audience and promise to deliver a captivating performance.

As the play begins, the players portray a scene where a nobleman, Rumor, spreads gossip and misinformation. Rumor personifies the pervasive and destructive nature of rumors, as various characters share and distort information, creating confusion and uncertainty.

This prologue serves as a bridge between the events of "Henry IV Part 1" and "Henry IV Part 2." It emphasizes the central theme of the play, which is the fragility of power and the challenges faced by King Henry IV in maintaining stability within his kingdom.

By presenting the concept of rumor and its impact on society, the Induction foreshadows the political intrigues and uncertainties that will unfold in the main story. It also highlights the role of theater in reflecting and commenting on the social and political realities of the time.

The Induction from "Henry IV Part 2" cleverly engages the audience, drawing them into the world of the play while also encouraging them to reflect on the broader themes and messages it conveys.

Warkworth. Before the castle

Enter RUMOUR, painted full of tongues

Open your ears; for which of you will stop
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The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?
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I, from the orient to the drooping west,
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Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold
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The acts commenced on this ball of earth:
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Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,
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The which in every language I pronounce,
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Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.
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I speak of peace, while covert enmity
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Under the smile of safety wounds the world:
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And who but Rumour, who but only I,
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Make fearful musters and prepared defence,
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Whiles the big year, swoln with some other grief,
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Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war,
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And no such matter? Rumour is a pipe
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Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures
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And of so easy and so plain a stop
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That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
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The still-discordant wavering multitude,
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Can play upon it. But what need I thus
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My well-known body to anatomize
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Among my household? Why is Rumour here?
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I run before King Harry's victory;
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Who in a bloody field by Shrewsbury
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Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops,
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Quenching the flame of bold rebellion
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Even with the rebel's blood. But what mean I
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To speak so true at first? my office is
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To noise abroad that Harry Monmouth fell
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Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword,
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And that the king before the Douglas' rage
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Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death.
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This have I rumour'd through the peasant towns
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Between that royal field of Shrewsbury
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And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone,
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Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland,
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Lies crafty-sick: the posts come tiring on,
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And not a man of them brings other news
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Than they have learn'd of me: from Rumour's tongues
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They bring smooth comforts false, worse than
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true wrongs.
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Act I

Act 1 of Henry IV, Part 2 begins with King Henry IV being ill and fearing for his imminent death. He discusses his worries with his son, Prince Hal, who promises to become a responsible king once his father passes away. Meanwhile, several nobles meet at the Archbishop's palace to discuss the king's health and the possible succession of the throne. They are worried about the ambitious plans of the king's son, Prince John, who is eager to become the next king.

Prince Hal, who is now known as Prince Henry, is seen interacting with his old friend Falstaff, who is a drunkard and a thief. Prince Henry seems to be distancing himself from Falstaff and his wild ways, much to Falstaff's dismay. The two of them have a witty exchange, with Falstaff trying to convince Prince Henry to continue their old ways of partying and stealing. However, Prince Henry is determined to show his father and the others that he is a changed man.

The scene then shifts to Justice Shallow's house, where Falstaff is staying. Shallow and his cousin Silence discuss their past with Falstaff and the trouble he has caused them. They are worried that Falstaff will involve them in his schemes once again. Falstaff arrives and tries to convince them to lend him money, but they refuse. The scene ends with Falstaff leaving in a huff, determined to find another way to get his hands on some money.

SCENE I. The same.

Scene 1 of Act 1 opens with an introduction of King Henry IV who is gravely ill. His son, Prince Hal, has been summoned to his bedside. The king laments his troubled reign and expresses his desire for a peaceful and prosperous kingdom. He confides in Prince Hal about his concerns regarding the future of the kingdom, particularly the threat from rebellious factions.

Prince Hal, who has been living a wild and carefree life, assures his father of his loyalty and promises to mend his ways. The king then reveals his plan to abdicate the throne in favor of his younger son, Prince John, who he believes will be a more capable ruler. However, he also expresses his doubts about Prince John's abilities.

Prince Hal is taken aback by his father's decision to bypass him in the line of succession and expresses his disappointment. He also expresses his desire to prove himself worthy of the throne and promises to redeem himself. The king, impressed by his son's newfound sense of responsibility, gives him his blessing and advises him to be wary of his enemies.

As the scene comes to a close, the king's attendants enter the room and inform him of a rebellion that has broken out in the north. The king, weakened by his illness, is unable to deal with the situation and entrusts the task to Prince Hal. The prince accepts the responsibility and leaves to prepare for the upcoming battle.


Who keeps the gate here, ho?
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Where is the earl?
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What shall I say you are?
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Tell thou the earl
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That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here.
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His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard;
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Please it your honour, knock but at the gate,
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And he himself wilt answer.
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Here comes the earl.
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Exit Porter

What news, Lord Bardolph? every minute now
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Should be the father of some stratagem:
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The times are wild: contention, like a horse
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Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose
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And bears down all before him.
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Noble earl,
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I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury.
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Good, an God will!
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As good as heart can wish:
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The king is almost wounded to the death;
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And, in the fortune of my lord your son,
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Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts
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Kill'd by the hand of Douglas; young Prince John
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And Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field;
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And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk Sir John,
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Is prisoner to your son: O, such a day,
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So fought, so follow'd and so fairly won,
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Came not till now to dignify the times,
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Since Caesar's fortunes!
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How is this derived?
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Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury?
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I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence,
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A gentleman well bred and of good name,
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That freely render'd me these news for true.
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Here comes my servant Travers, whom I sent
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On Tuesday last to listen after news.
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My lord, I over-rode him on the way;
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And he is furnish'd with no certainties
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More than he haply may retail from me.
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Now, Travers, what good tidings comes with you?
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My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turn'd me back
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With joyful tidings; and, being better horsed,
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Out-rode me. After him came spurring hard
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A gentleman, almost forspent with speed,
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That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse.
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He ask'd the way to Chester; and of him
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I did demand what news from Shrewsbury:
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He told me that rebellion had bad luck
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And that young Harry Percy's spur was cold.
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With that, he gave his able horse the head,
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And bending forward struck his armed heels
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Against the panting sides of his poor jade
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Up to the rowel-head, and starting so
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He seem'd in running to devour the way,
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Staying no longer question.
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Ha! Again:
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Said he young Harry Percy's spur was cold?
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Of Hotspur Coldspur? that rebellion
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Had met ill luck?
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My lord, I'll tell you what;
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If my young lord your son have not the day,
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Upon mine honour, for a silken point
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I'll give my barony: never talk of it.
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Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers
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Give then such instances of loss?
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Who, he?
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He was some hilding fellow that had stolen
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The horse he rode on, and, upon my life,
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Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more news.
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Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf,
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Foretells the nature of a tragic volume:
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So looks the strand whereon the imperious flood
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Hath left a witness'd usurpation.
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Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?
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I ran from Shrewsbury, my noble lord;
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Where hateful death put on his ugliest mask
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To fright our party.
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How doth my son and brother?
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Thou tremblest; and the whiteness in thy cheek
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Is apter than thy tongue to tell thy errand.
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Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless,
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So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone,
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Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night,
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And would have told him half his Troy was burnt;
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But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue,
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And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it.
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This thou wouldst say, 'Your son did thus and thus;
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Your brother thus: so fought the noble Douglas:'
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Stopping my greedy ear with their bold deeds:
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But in the end, to stop my ear indeed,
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Thou hast a sigh to blow away this praise,
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Ending with 'Brother, son, and all are dead.'
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Douglas is living, and your brother, yet;
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But, for my lord your son--
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Why, he is dead.
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See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!
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He that but fears the thing he would not know
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Hath by instinct knowledge from others' eyes
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That what he fear'd is chanced. Yet speak, Morton;
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Tell thou an earl his divination lies,
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And I will take it as a sweet disgrace
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And make thee rich for doing me such wrong.
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You are too great to be by me gainsaid:
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Your spirit is too true, your fears too certain.
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Yet, for all this, say not that Percy's dead.
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I see a strange confession in thine eye:
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Thou shakest thy head and hold'st it fear or sin
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To speak a truth. If he be slain, say so;
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The tongue offends not that reports his death:
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And he doth sin that doth belie the dead,
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Not he which says the dead is not alive.
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Yet the first bringer of unwelcome news
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Hath but a losing office, and his tongue
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Sounds ever after as a sullen bell,
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Remember'd tolling a departing friend.
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I cannot think, my lord, your son is dead.
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I am sorry I should force you to believe
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That which I would to God I had not seen;
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But these mine eyes saw him in bloody state,
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Rendering faint quittance, wearied and out-breathed,
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To Harry Monmouth; whose swift wrath beat down
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The never-daunted Percy to the earth,
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From whence with life he never more sprung up.
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In few, his death, whose spirit lent a fire
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Even to the dullest peasant in his camp,
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Being bruited once, took fire and heat away
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From the best temper'd courage in his troops;
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For from his metal was his party steel'd;
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Which once in him abated, all the rest
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Turn'd on themselves, like dull and heavy lead:
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And as the thing that's heavy in itself,
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Upon enforcement flies with greatest speed,
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So did our men, heavy in Hotspur's loss,
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Lend to this weight such lightness with their fear
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That arrows fled not swifter toward their aim
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Than did our soldiers, aiming at their safety,
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Fly from the field. Then was the noble Worcester
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Too soon ta'en prisoner; and that furious Scot,
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The bloody Douglas, whose well-labouring sword
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Had three times slain the appearance of the king,
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'Gan vail his stomach and did grace the shame
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Of those that turn'd their backs, and in his flight,
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Stumbling in fear, was took. The sum of all
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Is that the king hath won, and hath sent out
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A speedy power to encounter you, my lord,
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Under the conduct of young Lancaster
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And Westmoreland. This is the news at full.
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For this I shall have time enough to mourn.
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In poison there is physic; and these news,
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Having been well, that would have made me sick,
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Being sick, have in some measure made me well:
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And as the wretch, whose fever-weaken'd joints,
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Like strengthless hinges, buckle under life,
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Impatient of his fit, breaks like a fire
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Out of his keeper's arms, even so my limbs,
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Weaken'd with grief, being now enraged with grief,
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Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, thou nice crutch!
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A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel
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Must glove this hand: and hence, thou sickly quoif!
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Thou art a guard too wanton for the head
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Which princes, flesh'd with conquest, aim to hit.
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Now bind my brows with iron; and approach
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The ragged'st hour that time and spite dare bring
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To frown upon the enraged Northumberland!
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Let heaven kiss earth! now let not Nature's hand
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Keep the wild flood confined! let order die!
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And let this world no longer be a stage
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To feed contention in a lingering act;
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But let one spirit of the first-born Cain
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Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set
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On bloody courses, the rude scene may end,
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And darkness be the burier of the dead!
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This strained passion doth you wrong, my lord.
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Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honour.
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The lives of all your loving complices
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Lean on your health; the which, if you give o'er
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To stormy passion, must perforce decay.
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You cast the event of war, my noble lord,
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And summ'd the account of chance, before you said
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'Let us make head.' It was your presurmise,
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That, in the dole of blows, your son might drop:
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You knew he walk'd o'er perils, on an edge,
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More likely to fall in than to get o'er;
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You were advised his flesh was capable
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Of wounds and scars and that his forward spirit
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Would lift him where most trade of danger ranged:
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Yet did you say 'Go forth;' and none of this,
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Though strongly apprehended, could restrain
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The stiff-borne action: what hath then befallen,
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Or what hath this bold enterprise brought forth,
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More than that being which was like to be?
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We all that are engaged to this loss
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Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas
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That if we wrought our life 'twas ten to one;
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And yet we ventured, for the gain proposed
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Choked the respect of likely peril fear'd;
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And since we are o'erset, venture again.
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Come, we will all put forth, body and goods.
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'Tis more than time: and, my most noble lord,
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I hear for certain, and do speak the truth,
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The gentle Archbishop of York is up
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With well-appointed powers: he is a man
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Who with a double surety binds his followers.
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My lord your son had only but the corpse,
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But shadows and the shows of men, to fight;
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For that same word, rebellion, did divide
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The action of their bodies from their souls;
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And they did fight with queasiness, constrain'd,
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As men drink potions, that their weapons only
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Seem'd on our side; but, for their spirits and souls,
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This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,
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As fish are in a pond. But now the bishop
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Turns insurrection to religion:
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Supposed sincere and holy in his thoughts,
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He's followed both with body and with mind;
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And doth enlarge his rising with the blood
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Of fair King Richard, scraped from Pomfret stones;
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Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;
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Tells them he doth bestride a bleeding land,
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Gasping for life under great Bolingbroke;
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And more and less do flock to follow him.
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I knew of this before; but, to speak truth,
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This present grief had wiped it from my mind.
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Go in with me; and counsel every man
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The aptest way for safety and revenge:
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Get posts and letters, and make friends with speed:
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Never so few, and never yet more need.
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SCENE II. London. A street.

Scene 2 of Act 1 of Henry IV, Part 2 begins with the Archbishop of York and Lord Mowbray discussing the recent death of King Henry IV and the coronation of his son, King Henry V. They are concerned about the new king's ability to rule and fear that he may not be as strong as his father. They also discuss the rebellion that is brewing in the north of England, led by the Archbishop's nephew, the Earl of Northumberland.

The Archbishop and Lord Mowbray decide to join forces with the rebels and support their cause. They believe that the rebellion is justified because King Henry V has not yet proven himself as a strong leader and may not have the best interests of the people at heart. They also feel that the rebellion will help to restore order and stability to the kingdom.

As they continue to discuss their plans, they are interrupted by a messenger who brings news that the rebellion has already been defeated by King Henry V's forces. The Archbishop and Lord Mowbray are dismayed by this news and realize that they must now prepare for the consequences of their actions.

Scene 2 of Act 1 of Henry IV, Part 2 sets the stage for the conflict that will drive the rest of the play. It introduces the themes of leadership, loyalty, and rebellion, and highlights the struggles that arise when a new leader takes the throne and must prove himself to his subjects.

Enter FALSTAFF, with his Page bearing his sword and buckler

Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?
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He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy
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water; but, for the party that owed it, he might
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have more diseases than he knew for.
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Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the
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brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not
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able to invent anything that tends to laughter, more
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than I invent or is invented on me: I am not only
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witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other
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men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that
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hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the
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prince put thee into my service for any other reason
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than to set me off, why then I have no judgment.
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Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn
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in my cap than to wait at my heels. I was never
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manned with an agate till now: but I will inset you
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neither in gold nor silver, but in vile apparel, and
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send you back again to your master, for a jewel,--
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the juvenal, the prince your master, whose chin is
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not yet fledged. I will sooner have a beard grow in
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the palm of my hand than he shall get one on his
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cheek; and yet he will not stick to say his face is
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a face-royal: God may finish it when he will, 'tis
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not a hair amiss yet: he may keep it still at a
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face-royal, for a barber shall never earn sixpence
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out of it; and yet he'll be crowing as if he had
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writ man ever since his father was a bachelor. He
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may keep his own grace, but he's almost out of mine,
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I can assure him. What said Master Dombledon about
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the satin for my short cloak and my slops?
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He said, sir, you should procure him better
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assurance than Bardolph: he would not take his
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band and yours; he liked not the security.
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Let him be damned, like the glutton! pray God his
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tongue be hotter! A whoreson Achitophel! a rascally
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yea-forsooth knave! to bear a gentleman in hand,
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and then stand upon security! The whoreson
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smooth-pates do now wear nothing but high shoes, and
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bunches of keys at their girdles; and if a man is
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through with them in honest taking up, then they
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must stand upon security. I had as lief they would
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put ratsbane in my mouth as offer to stop it with
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security. I looked a' should have sent me two and
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twenty yards of satin, as I am a true knight, and he
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sends me security. Well, he may sleep in security;
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for he hath the horn of abundance, and the lightness
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of his wife shines through it: and yet cannot he
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see, though he have his own lanthorn to light him.
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Where's Bardolph?
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He's gone into Smithfield to buy your worship a horse.
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I bought him in Paul's, and he'll buy me a horse in
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Smithfield: an I could get me but a wife in the
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stews, I were manned, horsed, and wived.
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Enter the Lord Chief-Justice and Servant

Sir, here comes the nobleman that committed the
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Prince for striking him about Bardolph.
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Wait, close; I will not see him.
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Lord Chief-Justice
What's he that goes there?
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Falstaff, an't please your lordship.
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Lord Chief-Justice
He that was in question for the robbery?
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He, my lord: but he hath since done good service at
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Shrewsbury; and, as I hear, is now going with some
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charge to the Lord John of Lancaster.
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Lord Chief-Justice
What, to York? Call him back again.
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Sir John Falstaff!
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Boy, tell him I am deaf.
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You must speak louder; my master is deaf.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I am sure he is, to the hearing of any thing good.
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Go, pluck him by the elbow; I must speak with him.
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Sir John!
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What! a young knave, and begging! Is there not
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wars? is there not employment? doth not the king
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lack subjects? do not the rebels need soldiers?
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Though it be a shame to be on any side but one, it
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is worse shame to beg than to be on the worst side,
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were it worse than the name of rebellion can tell
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how to make it.
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You mistake me, sir.
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Why, sir, did I say you were an honest man? setting
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my knighthood and my soldiership aside, I had lied
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in my throat, if I had said so.
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I pray you, sir, then set your knighthood and our
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soldiership aside; and give me leave to tell you,
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you lie in your throat, if you say I am any other
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than an honest man.
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I give thee leave to tell me so! I lay aside that
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which grows to me! if thou gettest any leave of me,
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hang me; if thou takest leave, thou wert better be
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hanged. You hunt counter: hence! avaunt!
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Sir, my lord would speak with you.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Sir John Falstaff, a word with you.
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My good lord! God give your lordship good time of
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day. I am glad to see your lordship abroad: I heard
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say your lordship was sick: I hope your lordship
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goes abroad by advice. Your lordship, though not
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clean past your youth, hath yet some smack of age in
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you, some relish of the saltness of time; and I must
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humbly beseech your lordship to have a reverent care
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of your health.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Sir John, I sent for you before your expedition to
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An't please your lordship, I hear his majesty is
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returned with some discomfort from Wales.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I talk not of his majesty: you would not come when
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I sent for you.
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And I hear, moreover, his highness is fallen into
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this same whoreson apoplexy.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Well, God mend him! I pray you, let me speak with
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This apoplexy is, as I take it, a kind of lethargy,
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an't please your lordship; a kind of sleeping in the
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blood, a whoreson tingling.
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Lord Chief-Justice
What tell you me of it? be it as it is.
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It hath its original from much grief, from study and
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perturbation of the brain: I have read the cause of
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his effects in Galen: it is a kind of deafness.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I think you are fallen into the disease; for you
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hear not what I say to you.
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Very well, my lord, very well: rather, an't please
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you, it is the disease of not listening, the malady
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of not marking, that I am troubled withal.
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Lord Chief-Justice
To punish you by the heels would amend the
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attention of your ears; and I care not if I do
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become your physician.
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I am as poor as Job, my lord, but not so patient:
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your lordship may minister the potion of
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imprisonment to me in respect of poverty; but how
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should I be your patient to follow your
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prescriptions, the wise may make some dram of a
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scruple, or indeed a scruple itself.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I sent for you, when there were matters against you
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for your life, to come speak with me.
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As I was then advised by my learned counsel in the
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laws of this land-service, I did not come.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Well, the truth is, Sir John, you live in great infamy.
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He that buckles him in my belt cannot live in less.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Your means are very slender, and your waste is great.
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I would it were otherwise; I would my means were
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greater, and my waist slenderer.
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Lord Chief-Justice
You have misled the youthful prince.
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The young prince hath misled me: I am the fellow
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with the great belly, and he my dog.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Well, I am loath to gall a new-healed wound: your
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day's service at Shrewsbury hath a little gilded
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over your night's exploit on Gad's-hill: you may
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thank the unquiet time for your quiet o'er-posting
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that action.
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My lord?
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Lord Chief-Justice
But since all is well, keep it so: wake not a
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sleeping wolf.
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To wake a wolf is as bad as to smell a fox.
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Lord Chief-Justice
What! you are as a candle, the better part burnt
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A wassail candle, my lord, all tallow: if I did say
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of wax, my growth would approve the truth.
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Lord Chief-Justice
There is not a white hair on your face but should
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have his effect of gravity.
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His effect of gravy, gravy, gravy.
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Lord Chief-Justice
You follow the young prince up and down, like his
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ill angel.
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Not so, my lord; your ill angel is light; but I hope
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he that looks upon me will take me without weighing:
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and yet, in some respects, I grant, I cannot go: I
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cannot tell. Virtue is of so little regard in these
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costermonger times that true valour is turned
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bear-herd: pregnancy is made a tapster, and hath
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his quick wit wasted in giving reckonings: all the
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other gifts appertinent to man, as the malice of
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this age shapes them, are not worth a gooseberry.
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You that are old consider not the capacities of us
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that are young; you do measure the heat of our
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livers with the bitterness of your galls: and we
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that are in the vaward of our youth, I must confess,
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are wags too.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth,
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that are written down old with all the characters of
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age? Have you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a
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yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an
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increasing belly? is not your voice broken? your
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wind short? your chin double? your wit single? and
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every part about you blasted with antiquity? and
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will you yet call yourself young? Fie, fie, fie, Sir John!
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My lord, I was born about three of the clock in the
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afternoon, with a white head and something a round
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belly. For my voice, I have lost it with halloing
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and singing of anthems. To approve my youth
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further, I will not: the truth is, I am only old in
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judgment and understanding; and he that will caper
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with me for a thousand marks, let him lend me the
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money, and have at him! For the box of the ear that
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the prince gave you, he gave it like a rude prince,
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and you took it like a sensible lord. I have
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chequed him for it, and the young lion repents;
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marry, not in ashes and sackcloth, but in new silk
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and old sack.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Well, God send the prince a better companion!
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God send the companion a better prince! I cannot
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rid my hands of him.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Well, the king hath severed you and Prince Harry: I
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hear you are going with Lord John of Lancaster
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against the Archbishop and the Earl of
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Yea; I thank your pretty sweet wit for it. But look
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you pray, all you that kiss my lady Peace at home,
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that our armies join not in a hot day; for, by the
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Lord, I take but two shirts out with me, and I mean
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not to sweat extraordinarily: if it be a hot day,
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and I brandish any thing but a bottle, I would I
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might never spit white again. There is not a
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dangerous action can peep out his head but I am
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thrust upon it: well, I cannot last ever: but it
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was alway yet the trick of our English nation, if
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they have a good thing, to make it too common. If
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ye will needs say I am an old man, you should give
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me rest. I would to God my name were not so
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terrible to the enemy as it is: I were better to be
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eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to
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nothing with perpetual motion.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Well, be honest, be honest; and God bless your
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Will your lordship lend me a thousand pound to
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furnish me forth?
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Lord Chief-Justice
Not a penny, not a penny; you are too impatient to
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bear crosses. Fare you well: commend me to my
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cousin Westmoreland.
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Exeunt Chief-Justice and Servant

If I do, fillip me with a three-man beetle. A man
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can no more separate age and covetousness than a'
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can part young limbs and lechery: but the gout
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galls the one, and the pox pinches the other; and
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so both the degrees prevent my curses. Boy!
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What money is in my purse?
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Seven groats and two pence.
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I can get no remedy against this consumption of the
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purse: borrowing only lingers and lingers it out,
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but the disease is incurable. Go bear this letter
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to my Lord of Lancaster; this to the prince; this
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to the Earl of Westmoreland; and this to old
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Mistress Ursula, whom I have weekly sworn to marry
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since I perceived the first white hair on my chin.
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About it: you know where to find me.
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A pox of this gout! or, a gout of this pox! for
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the one or the other plays the rogue with my great
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toe. 'Tis no matter if I do halt; I have the wars
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for my colour, and my pension shall seem the more
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reasonable. A good wit will make use of any thing:
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I will turn diseases to commodity.
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SCENE III. York. The Archbishop's palace.

Scene 3 of Act 1 of Henry IV, Part 2 is set in a public room in a monastery. It begins with a conversation between two characters, Shallow and Silence, discussing their past experiences with the king. They are soon joined by two other characters, Bardolph and the Page, who bring news of a rebellion led by the Archbishop of York.

Shallow and Silence are initially hesitant to get involved in the rebellion, but Bardolph convinces them to join him and the Page in supporting the king. They all agree to meet in a nearby town and set off together.

As they leave, two other characters, Falstaff and Doll Tearsheet, enter the room. They discuss Falstaff's plans to marry Doll, despite her reputation as a prostitute. Falstaff also reveals that he has received a letter from the king, summoning him to join the army and fight against the rebellion.

Despite his initial reluctance, Falstaff eventually agrees to join the army and convinces Doll to come with him. The scene ends with the two of them leaving the monastery together.


Thus have you heard our cause and known our means;
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And, my most noble friends, I pray you all,
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Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes:
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And first, lord marshal, what say you to it?
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I well allow the occasion of our arms;
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But gladly would be better satisfied
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How in our means we should advance ourselves
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To look with forehead bold and big enough
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Upon the power and puissance of the king.
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Our present musters grow upon the file
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To five and twenty thousand men of choice;
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And our supplies live largely in the hope
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Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
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With an incensed fire of injuries.
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The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus;
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Whether our present five and twenty thousand
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May hold up head without Northumberland?
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With him, we may.
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Yea, marry, there's the point:
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But if without him we be thought too feeble,
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My judgment is, we should not step too far
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Till we had his assistance by the hand;
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For in a theme so bloody-faced as this
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Conjecture, expectation, and surmise
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Of aids incertain should not be admitted.
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'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed
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It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.
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It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,
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Eating the air on promise of supply,
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Flattering himself in project of a power
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Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts:
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And so, with great imagination
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Proper to madmen, led his powers to death
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And winking leap'd into destruction.
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But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt
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To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.
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Yes, if this present quality of war,
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Indeed the instant action: a cause on foot
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Lives so in hope as in an early spring
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We see the appearing buds; which to prove fruit,
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Hope gives not so much warrant as despair
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That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,
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We first survey the plot, then draw the model;
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And when we see the figure of the house,
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Then must we rate the cost of the erection;
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Which if we find outweighs ability,
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What do we then but draw anew the model
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In fewer offices, or at last desist
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To build at all? Much more, in this great work,
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Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down
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And set another up, should we survey
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The plot of situation and the model,
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Consent upon a sure foundation,
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Question surveyors, know our own estate,
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How able such a work to undergo,
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To weigh against his opposite; or else
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We fortify in paper and in figures,
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Using the names of men instead of men:
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Like one that draws the model of a house
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Beyond his power to build it; who, half through,
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Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost
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A naked subject to the weeping clouds
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And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.
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Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth,
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Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd
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The utmost man of expectation,
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I think we are a body strong enough,
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Even as we are, to equal with the king.
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What, is the king but five and twenty thousand?
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To us no more; nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph.
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For his divisions, as the times do brawl,
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Are in three heads: one power against the French,
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And one against Glendower; perforce a third
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Must take up us: so is the unfirm king
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In three divided; and his coffers sound
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With hollow poverty and emptiness.
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That he should draw his several strengths together
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And come against us in full puissance,
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Need not be dreaded.
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If he should do so,
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He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh
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Baying him at the heels: never fear that.
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Who is it like should lead his forces hither?
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The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;
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Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth:
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But who is substituted 'gainst the French,
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I have no certain notice.
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Let us on,
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And publish the occasion of our arms.
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The commonwealth is sick of their own choice;
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Their over-greedy love hath surfeited:
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An habitation giddy and unsure
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Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
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O thou fond many, with what loud applause
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Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke,
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Before he was what thou wouldst have him be!
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And being now trimm'd in thine own desires,
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Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him,
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That thou provokest thyself to cast him up.
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So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge
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Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard;
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And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up,
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And howl'st to find it. What trust is in
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these times?
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They that, when Richard lived, would have him die,
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Are now become enamour'd on his grave:
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Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head
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When through proud London he came sighing on
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After the admired heels of Bolingbroke,
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Criest now 'O earth, yield us that king again,
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And take thou this!' O thoughts of men accursed!
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Past and to come seems best; things present worst.
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Shall we go draw our numbers and set on?
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We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.
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Act II

Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 2 begins with a conversation between the Archbishop of York and Northumberland. They discuss the recent rebellion led by the Archbishop's nephew, and the possibility of joining forces with the rebels. However, they are interrupted by a messenger who brings news that the King is gravely ill and may not recover. The Archbishop and Northumberland decide to wait and see what happens before taking any further action.

Meanwhile, Falstaff is excited to hear that the King is ill, as he hopes to profit from the situation. He sends his page to check on the King's condition and bring back any news. The page returns with the news that the King is recovering, much to Falstaff's disappointment.

Later, the Lord Chief Justice confronts Falstaff about his past crimes and warns him to stay away from the Prince. Falstaff tries to charm his way out of trouble, but the Chief Justice is not fooled and leaves in disgust.

The Prince, now King Henry V, is informed of his father's recovery and is relieved. However, he is also troubled by the behavior of his former friend Falstaff and decides to cut ties with him. He orders Falstaff and his companions to leave the court and promises to punish them if they cause any trouble.

The act ends with Falstaff and his friends lamenting their fate and wondering what they will do now that they have been banished from the court.

SCENE I. London. A street.

In Scene 1 of Act 2, two characters discuss the recent rebellion against the current king and the potential consequences it may have. One character, a nobleman, expresses concern over the possibility of civil war breaking out and the effect it will have on the country. The other character, a member of the clergy, suggests that the rebellion was a necessary evil in order to bring about change and that it may ultimately be for the better. The two continue to debate the issue before being interrupted by a messenger who brings news of the current king's declining health. The noblemen discuss the potential succession to the throne and express their opinions on who would be the best candidate for the job. The scene ends with the two characters agreeing to meet again and continue their discussion.

Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY, FANG and his Boy with her, and SNARE following.

Master Fang, have you entered the action?
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It is entered.
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Where's your yeoman? Is't a lusty yeoman? will a'
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stand to 't?
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Sirrah, where's Snare?
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O Lord, ay! good Master Snare.
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Here, here.
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Snare, we must arrest Sir John Falstaff.
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Yea, good Master Snare; I have entered him and all.
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It may chance cost some of us our lives, for he will stab.
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Alas the day! take heed of him; he stabbed me in
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mine own house, and that most beastly: in good
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faith, he cares not what mischief he does. If his
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weapon be out: he will foin like any devil; he will
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spare neither man, woman, nor child.
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If I can close with him, I care not for his thrust.
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No, nor I neither: I'll be at your elbow.
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An I but fist him once; an a' come but within my vice,--
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I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an
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infinitive thing upon my score. Good Master Fang,
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hold him sure: good Master Snare, let him not
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'scape. A' comes continuantly to Pie-corner--saving
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your manhoods--to buy a saddle; and he is indited to
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dinner to the Lubber's-head in Lumbert street, to
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Master Smooth's the silkman: I pray ye, since my
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exion is entered and my case so openly known to the
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world, let him be brought in to his answer. A
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hundred mark is a long one for a poor lone woman to
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bear: and I have borne, and borne, and borne, and
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have been fubbed off, and fubbed off, and fubbed
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off, from this day to that day, that it is a shame
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to be thought on. There is no honesty in such
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dealing; unless a woman should be made an ass and a
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beast, to bear every knave's wrong. Yonder he
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comes; and that errant malmsey-nose knave, Bardolph,
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with him. Do your offices, do your offices: Master
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Fang and Master Snare, do me, do me, do me your offices.
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How now! whose mare's dead? what's the matter?
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Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of Mistress Quickly.
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Away, varlets! Draw, Bardolph: cut me off the
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villain's head: throw the quean in the channel.
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Throw me in the channel! I'll throw thee in the
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channel. Wilt thou? wilt thou? thou bastardly
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rogue! Murder, murder! Ah, thou honeysuckle
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villain! wilt thou kill God's officers and the
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king's? Ah, thou honey-seed rogue! thou art a
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honey-seed, a man-queller, and a woman-queller.
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Keep them off, Bardolph.
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A rescue! a rescue!
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Good people, bring a rescue or two. Thou wo't, wo't
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thou? Thou wo't, wo't ta? do, do, thou rogue! do,
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thou hemp-seed!
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Away, you scullion! you rampallion! You
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fustilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe.
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Enter the Lord Chief-Justice, and his men

Lord Chief-Justice
What is the matter? keep the peace here, ho!
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Good my lord, be good to me. I beseech you, stand to me.
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Lord Chief-Justice
How now, Sir John! what are you brawling here?
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Doth this become your place, your time and business?
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You should have been well on your way to York.
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Stand from him, fellow: wherefore hang'st upon him?
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O most worshipful lord, an't please your grace, I am
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a poor widow of Eastcheap, and he is arrested at my suit.
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Lord Chief-Justice
For what sum?
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It is more than for some, my lord; it is for all,
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all I have. He hath eaten me out of house and home;
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he hath put all my substance into that fat belly of
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his: but I will have some of it out again, or I
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will ride thee o' nights like the mare.
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I think I am as like to ride the mare, if I have
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any vantage of ground to get up.
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Lord Chief-Justice
How comes this, Sir John? Fie! what man of good
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temper would endure this tempest of exclamation?
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Are you not ashamed to enforce a poor widow to so
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rough a course to come by her own?
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What is the gross sum that I owe thee?
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Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself and the
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money too. Thou didst swear to me upon a
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parcel-gilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber,
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at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, upon
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Wednesday in Wheeson week, when the prince broke
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thy head for liking his father to a singing-man of
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Windsor, thou didst swear to me then, as I was
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washing thy wound, to marry me and make me my lady
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thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife
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Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then and call me
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gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow a mess of
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vinegar; telling us she had a good dish of prawns;
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whereby thou didst desire to eat some; whereby I
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told thee they were ill for a green wound? And
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didst thou not, when she was gone down stairs,
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desire me to be no more so familiarity with such
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poor people; saying that ere long they should call
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me madam? And didst thou not kiss me and bid me
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fetch thee thirty shillings? I put thee now to thy
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book-oath: deny it, if thou canst.
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My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she says up
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and down the town that the eldest son is like you:
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she hath been in good case, and the truth is,
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poverty hath distracted her. But for these foolish
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officers, I beseech you I may have redress against them.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Sir John, Sir John, I am well acquainted with your
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manner of wrenching the true cause the false way. It
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is not a confident brow, nor the throng of words
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that come with such more than impudent sauciness
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from you, can thrust me from a level consideration:
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you have, as it appears to me, practised upon the
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easy-yielding spirit of this woman, and made her
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serve your uses both in purse and in person.
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Yea, in truth, my lord.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Pray thee, peace. Pay her the debt you owe her, and
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unpay the villany you have done her: the one you
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may do with sterling money, and the other with
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current repentance.
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My lord, I will not undergo this sneap without
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reply. You call honourable boldness impudent
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sauciness: if a man will make courtesy and say
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nothing, he is virtuous: no, my lord, my humble
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duty remembered, I will not be your suitor. I say
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to you, I do desire deliverance from these officers,
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being upon hasty employment in the king's affairs.
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Lord Chief-Justice
You speak as having power to do wrong: but answer
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in the effect of your reputation, and satisfy this
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poor woman.
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Come hither, hostess.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Now, Master Gower, what news?
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The king, my lord, and Harry Prince of Wales
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Are near at hand: the rest the paper tells.
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As I am a gentleman.
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Faith, you said so before.
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As I am a gentleman. Come, no more words of it.
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By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain
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to pawn both my plate and the tapestry of my
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Glasses, glasses is the only drinking: and for thy
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walls, a pretty slight drollery, or the story of
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the Prodigal, or the German hunting in water-work,
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is worth a thousand of these bed-hangings and these
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fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten pound, if thou
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canst. Come, an 'twere not for thy humours, there's
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not a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face,
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and draw the action. Come, thou must not be in
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this humour with me; dost not know me? come, come, I
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know thou wast set on to this.
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Pray thee, Sir John, let it be but twenty nobles: i'
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faith, I am loath to pawn my plate, so God save me,
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Let it alone; I'll make other shift: you'll be a
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fool still.
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Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown. I
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hope you'll come to supper. You'll pay me all together?
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Will I live?
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Go, with her, with her; hook on, hook on.
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Will you have Doll Tearsheet meet you at supper?
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No more words; let's have her.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I have heard better news.
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What's the news, my lord?
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Lord Chief-Justice
Where lay the king last night?
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At Basingstoke, my lord.
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I hope, my lord, all's well: what is the news, my lord?
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Lord Chief-Justice
Come all his forces back?
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No; fifteen hundred foot, five hundred horse,
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Are marched up to my lord of Lancaster,
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Against Northumberland and the Archbishop.
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Comes the king back from Wales, my noble lord?
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Lord Chief-Justice
You shall have letters of me presently:
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Come, go along with me, good Master Gower.
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My lord!
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Lord Chief-Justice
What's the matter?
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Master Gower, shall I entreat you with me to dinner?
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I must wait upon my good lord here; I thank you,
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good Sir John.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Sir John, you loiter here too long, being you are to
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take soldiers up in counties as you go.
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Will you sup with me, Master Gower?
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Lord Chief-Justice
What foolish master taught you these manners, Sir John?
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Master Gower, if they become me not, he was a fool
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that taught them me. This is the right fencing
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grace, my lord; tap for tap, and so part fair.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Now the Lord lighten thee! thou art a great fool.
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SCENE II. London. Another street.

In Scene 2 of Act 2 of Henry IV, Part 2, the setting is in the palace. The King is seen talking to his son, Prince Hal. The King tells Prince Hal that he has been watching his actions closely and is pleased with how he has been behaving. The King then asks Prince Hal if he knows who will succeed him as King. Prince Hal replies that he does not know, but he hopes that the King will tell him. The King tells Prince Hal that he has not made any decisions yet, but he hopes that Prince Hal will be his successor. The King then gives Prince Hal some advice on how to be a good King.

Prince Hal listens carefully to his father's advice and promises to follow it. The King then leaves, and Prince Hal is left alone on stage. He reflects on what his father has told him and realizes that he needs to change his behavior even further if he wants to be a good King. He decides to put his wild ways behind him and start acting more responsibly.

Just then, Falstaff enters the room. Falstaff is a close friend of Prince Hal's and is known for his wild and reckless behavior. Falstaff tries to convince Prince Hal to continue their wild ways, but Prince Hal rebuffs him. Prince Hal tells Falstaff that he needs to change his ways if he wants to continue being his friend. Falstaff is hurt by Prince Hal's words and leaves the room in a huff.

The scene ends with Prince Hal reflecting on his decision to change his ways and become a better person. He realizes that being a good King is more important than anything else and that he needs to start acting like one.


Before God, I am exceeding weary.
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Is't come to that? I had thought weariness durst not
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have attached one of so high blood.
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Faith, it does me; though it discolours the
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complexion of my greatness to acknowledge it. Doth
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it not show vilely in me to desire small beer?
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Why, a prince should not be so loosely studied as
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to remember so weak a composition.
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Belike then my appetite was not princely got; for,
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by my troth, I do now remember the poor creature,
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small beer. But, indeed, these humble
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considerations make me out of love with my
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greatness. What a disgrace is it to me to remember
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thy name! or to know thy face to-morrow! or to
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take note how many pair of silk stockings thou
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hast, viz. these, and those that were thy
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peach-coloured ones! or to bear the inventory of thy
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shirts, as, one for superfluity, and another for
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use! But that the tennis-court-keeper knows better
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than I; for it is a low ebb of linen with thee when
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thou keepest not racket there; as thou hast not done
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a great while, because the rest of thy low
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countries have made a shift to eat up thy holland:
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and God knows, whether those that bawl out the ruins
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of thy linen shall inherit his kingdom: but the
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midwives say the children are not in the fault;
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whereupon the world increases, and kindreds are
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mightily strengthened.
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How ill it follows, after you have laboured so hard,
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you should talk so idly! Tell me, how many good
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young princes would do so, their fathers being so
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sick as yours at this time is?
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Shall I tell thee one thing, Poins?
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Yes, faith; and let it be an excellent good thing.
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It shall serve among wits of no higher breeding than thine.
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Go to; I stand the push of your one thing that you
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will tell.
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Marry, I tell thee, it is not meet that I should be
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sad, now my father is sick: albeit I could tell
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thee, as to one it pleases me, for fault of a
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better, to call my friend, I could be sad, and sad
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indeed too.
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Very hardly upon such a subject.
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By this hand thou thinkest me as far in the devil's
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book as thou and Falstaff for obduracy and
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persistency: let the end try the man. But I tell
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thee, my heart bleeds inwardly that my father is so
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sick: and keeping such vile company as thou art
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hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow.
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The reason?
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What wouldst thou think of me, if I should weep?
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I would think thee a most princely hypocrite.
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It would be every man's thought; and thou art a
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blessed fellow to think as every man thinks: never
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a man's thought in the world keeps the road-way
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better than thine: every man would think me an
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hypocrite indeed. And what accites your most
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worshipful thought to think so?
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Why, because you have been so lewd and so much
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engraffed to Falstaff.
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And to thee.
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By this light, I am well spoke on; I can hear it
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with my own ears: the worst that they can say of
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me is that I am a second brother and that I am a
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proper fellow of my hands; and those two things, I
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confess, I cannot help. By the mass, here comes Bardolph.
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Enter BARDOLPH and Page

And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a' had him from
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me Christian; and look, if the fat villain have not
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transformed him ape.
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God save your grace!
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And yours, most noble Bardolph!
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Come, you virtuous ass, you bashful fool, must you
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be blushing? wherefore blush you now? What a
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maidenly man-at-arms are you become! Is't such a
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matter to get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?
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A' calls me e'en now, my lord, through a red
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lattice, and I could discern no part of his face
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from the window: at last I spied his eyes, and
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methought he had made two holes in the ale-wife's
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new petticoat and so peeped through.
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Has not the boy profited?
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Away, you whoreson upright rabbit, away!
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Away, you rascally Althaea's dream, away!
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Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?
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Marry, my lord, Althaea dreamed she was delivered
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of a fire-brand; and therefore I call him her dream.
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A crown's worth of good interpretation: there 'tis,
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O, that this good blossom could be kept from
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cankers! Well, there is sixpence to preserve thee.
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An you do not make him hanged among you, the
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gallows shall have wrong.
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And how doth thy master, Bardolph?
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Well, my lord. He heard of your grace's coming to
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town: there's a letter for you.
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Delivered with good respect. And how doth the
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martlemas, your master?
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In bodily health, sir.
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Marry, the immortal part needs a physician; but
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that moves not him: though that be sick, it dies
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I do allow this wen to be as familiar with me as my
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dog; and he holds his place; for look you how be writes.
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(Reads) 'John Falstaff, knight,'--every man must
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know that, as oft as he has occasion to name
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himself: even like those that are kin to the king;
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for they never prick their finger but they say,
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'There's some of the king's blood spilt.' 'How
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comes that?' says he, that takes upon him not to
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conceive. The answer is as ready as a borrower's
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cap, 'I am the king's poor cousin, sir.'
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Nay, they will be kin to us, or they will fetch it
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from Japhet. But to the letter.
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(Reads) 'Sir John Falstaff, knight, to the son of
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the king, nearest his father, Harry Prince of
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Wales, greeting.' Why, this is a certificate.
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(Reads) 'I will imitate the honourable Romans in
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brevity:' he sure means brevity in breath,
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short-winded. 'I commend me to thee, I commend
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thee, and I leave thee. Be not too familiar with
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Poins; for he misuses thy favours so much, that he
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swears thou art to marry his sister Nell. Repent
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at idle times as thou mayest; and so, farewell.
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Thine, by yea and no, which is as much as to
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say, as thou usest him, JACK FALSTAFF with my
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familiars, JOHN with my brothers and sisters,
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and SIR JOHN with all Europe.'
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My lord, I'll steep this letter in sack and make him eat it.
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That's to make him eat twenty of his words. But do
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you use me thus, Ned? must I marry your sister?
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God send the wench no worse fortune! But I never said so.
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Well, thus we play the fools with the time, and the
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spirits of the wise sit in the clouds and mock us.
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Is your master here in London?
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Yea, my lord.
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Where sups he? doth the old boar feed in the old frank?
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At the old place, my lord, in Eastcheap.
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What company?
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Ephesians, my lord, of the old church.
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Sup any women with him?
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None, my lord, but old Mistress Quickly and
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Mistress Doll Tearsheet.
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What pagan may that be?
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A proper gentlewoman, sir, and a kinswoman of my master's.
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Even such kin as the parish heifers are to the town
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bull. Shall we steal upon them, Ned, at supper?
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I am your shadow, my lord; I'll follow you.
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Sirrah, you boy, and Bardolph, no word to your
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master that I am yet come to town: there's for
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your silence.
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I have no tongue, sir.
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And for mine, sir, I will govern it.
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Fare you well; go.
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This Doll Tearsheet should be some road.
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I warrant you, as common as the way between Saint
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Alban's and London.
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How might we see Falstaff bestow himself to-night
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in his true colours, and not ourselves be seen?
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Put on two leathern jerkins and aprons, and wait
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upon him at his table as drawers.
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From a God to a bull? a heavy decension! it was
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Jove's case. From a prince to a prentice? a low
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transformation! that shall be mine; for in every
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thing the purpose must weigh with the folly.
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Follow me, Ned.
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SCENE III. Warkworth. Before the castle.

In Scene 3 of Act 2, two characters named Shallow and Silence are having a conversation. They discuss their past and how they have grown older. Shallow mentions that he has become more forgetful and his memory is not as good as it used to be. He also talks about how he has lost some of his wealth and power over the years.

Silence tries to comfort him and tells him that he is still respected in their community. They also talk about a young man named Davy who is going to serve in the military. Shallow is worried about Davy's safety and hopes that he will not be hurt or killed while serving in the war.

As they continue to talk, they are interrupted by a group of soldiers who are looking for recruits to join the army. Shallow and Silence are not interested in joining, but they do give the soldiers some money as a donation to the war effort.

Overall, this scene is a reflection on aging, loss, and the impact of war on individuals and communities.


I pray thee, loving wife, and gentle daughter,
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Give even way unto my rough affairs:
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Put not you on the visage of the times
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And be like them to Percy troublesome.
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I have given over, I will speak no more:
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Do what you will; your wisdom be your guide.
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Alas, sweet wife, my honour is at pawn;
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And, but my going, nothing can redeem it.
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O yet, for God's sake, go not to these wars!
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The time was, father, that you broke your word,
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When you were more endeared to it than now;
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When your own Percy, when my heart's dear Harry,
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Threw many a northward look to see his father
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Bring up his powers; but he did long in vain.
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Who then persuaded you to stay at home?
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There were two honours lost, yours and your son's.
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For yours, the God of heaven brighten it!
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For his, it stuck upon him as the sun
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In the grey vault of heaven, and by his light
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Did all the chivalry of England move
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To do brave acts: he was indeed the glass
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Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves:
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He had no legs that practised not his gait;
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And speaking thick, which nature made his blemish,
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Became the accents of the valiant;
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For those that could speak low and tardily
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Would turn their own perfection to abuse,
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To seem like him: so that in speech, in gait,
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In diet, in affections of delight,
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In military rules, humours of blood,
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He was the mark and glass, copy and book,
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That fashion'd others. And him, O wondrous him!
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O miracle of men! him did you leave,
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Second to none, unseconded by you,
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To look upon the hideous god of war
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In disadvantage; to abide a field
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Where nothing but the sound of Hotspur's name
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Did seem defensible: so you left him.
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Never, O never, do his ghost the wrong
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To hold your honour more precise and nice
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With others than with him! let them alone:
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The marshal and the archbishop are strong:
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Had my sweet Harry had but half their numbers,
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To-day might I, hanging on Hotspur's neck,
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Have talk'd of Monmouth's grave.
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Beshrew your heart,
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Fair daughter, you do draw my spirits from me
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With new lamenting ancient oversights.
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But I must go and meet with danger there,
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Or it will seek me in another place
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And find me worse provided.
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O, fly to Scotland,
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Till that the nobles and the armed commons
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Have of their puissance made a little taste.
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If they get ground and vantage of the king,
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Then join you with them, like a rib of steel,
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To make strength stronger; but, for all our loves,
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First let them try themselves. So did your son;
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He was so suffer'd: so came I a widow;
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And never shall have length of life enough
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To rain upon remembrance with mine eyes,
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That it may grow and sprout as high as heaven,
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For recordation to my noble husband.
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Come, come, go in with me. 'Tis with my mind
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As with the tide swell'd up unto his height,
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That makes a still-stand, running neither way:
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Fain would I go to meet the archbishop,
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But many thousand reasons hold me back.
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I will resolve for Scotland: there am I,
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Till time and vantage crave my company.
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SCENE IV. London. The Boar's-head Tavern in Eastcheap.

Scene 4 of Act 2 takes place in a London street where Justice Shallow is conversing with Falstaff. Falstaff is trying to convince Shallow to lend him some money, but Shallow is reluctant as he himself is in debt. They are interrupted by Bardolph, who informs Falstaff that the Lord Chief Justice has sent for him. Falstaff is worried about this as he has been committing crimes and is afraid of being caught. He decides to pretend to be sick to avoid going to meet the Lord Chief Justice. Shallow offers to help him with his illness by suggesting that he should take a potion made of a mixture of eggs, sugar, and wine. Falstaff agrees to this and decides to take the potion immediately. Just as he is about to drink it, he is informed that the Lord Chief Justice has arrived. Falstaff quickly hides the potion and tries to act as if he is truly sick. The Lord Chief Justice is suspicious of Falstaff's behavior and questions him about his crimes. Falstaff tries to dodge the questions by making jokes and acting foolishly. The Lord Chief Justice sees through his act and warns him that he will be punished if he continues with his criminal activities. Falstaff promises to reform and the Lord Chief Justice leaves. Falstaff then reveals to Shallow that he was never really sick and that the potion was just a ruse to avoid meeting the Lord Chief Justice. Shallow is amused by his antics and they continue their conversation.

Enter two Drawers

First Drawer
What the devil hast thou brought there? apple-johns?
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thou knowest Sir John cannot endure an apple-john.
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Second Drawer
Mass, thou sayest true. The prince once set a dish
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of apple-johns before him, and told him there were
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five more Sir Johns, and, putting off his hat, said
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'I will now take my leave of these six dry, round,
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old, withered knights.' It angered him to the
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heart: but he hath forgot that.
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First Drawer
Why, then, cover, and set them down: and see if
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thou canst find out Sneak's noise; Mistress
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Tearsheet would fain hear some music. Dispatch: the
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room where they supped is too hot; they'll come in straight.
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Second Drawer
Sirrah, here will be the prince and Master Poins
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anon; and they will put on two of our jerkins and
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aprons; and Sir John must not know of it: Bardolph
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hath brought word.
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First Drawer
By the mass, here will be old Utis: it will be an
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excellent stratagem.
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Second Drawer
I'll see if I can find out Sneak.
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I' faith, sweetheart, methinks now you are in an
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excellent good temperality: your pulsidge beats as
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extraordinarily as heart would desire; and your
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colour, I warrant you, is as red as any rose, in good
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truth, la! But, i' faith, you have drunk too much
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canaries; and that's a marvellous searching wine,
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and it perfumes the blood ere one can say 'What's
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this?' How do you now?
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Better than I was: hem!
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Why, that's well said; a good heart's worth gold.
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Lo, here comes Sir John.
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(Singing) 'When Arthur first in court,'
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--Empty the jordan.
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--'And was a worthy king.' How now, Mistress Doll!
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Sick of a calm; yea, good faith.
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So is all her sect; an they be once in a calm, they are sick.
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You muddy rascal, is that all the comfort you give me?
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You make fat rascals, Mistress Doll.
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I make them! gluttony and diseases make them; I
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make them not.
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If the cook help to make the gluttony, you help to
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make the diseases, Doll: we catch of you, Doll, we
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catch of you; grant that, my poor virtue grant that.
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Yea, joy, our chains and our jewels.
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'Your broaches, pearls, and ouches:' for to serve
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bravely is to come halting off, you know: to come
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off the breach with his pike bent bravely, and to
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surgery bravely; to venture upon the charged
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chambers bravely,--
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Hang yourself, you muddy conger, hang yourself!
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By my troth, this is the old fashion; you two never
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meet but you fall to some discord: you are both,
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i' good truth, as rheumatic as two dry toasts; you
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cannot one bear with another's confirmities. What
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the good-year! one must bear, and that must be
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you: you are the weaker vessel, as they say, the
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emptier vessel.
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Can a weak empty vessel bear such a huge full
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hogshead? there's a whole merchant's venture of
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Bourdeaux stuff in him; you have not seen a hulk
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better stuffed in the hold. Come, I'll be friends
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with thee, Jack: thou art going to the wars; and
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whether I shall ever see thee again or no, there is
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nobody cares.
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Re-enter First Drawer

First Drawer
Sir, Ancient Pistol's below, and would speak with
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Hang him, swaggering rascal! let him not come
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hither: it is the foul-mouthed'st rogue in England.
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If he swagger, let him not come here: no, by my
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faith; I must live among my neighbours: I'll no
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swaggerers: I am in good name and fame with the
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very best: shut the door; there comes no swaggerers
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here: I have not lived all this while, to have
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swaggering now: shut the door, I pray you.
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Dost thou hear, hostess?
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Pray ye, pacify yourself, Sir John: there comes no
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swaggerers here.
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Dost thou hear? it is mine ancient.
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Tilly-fally, Sir John, ne'er tell me: your ancient
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swaggerer comes not in my doors. I was before Master
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Tisick, the debuty, t'other day; and, as he said to
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me, 'twas no longer ago than Wednesday last, 'I'
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good faith, neighbour Quickly,' says he; Master
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Dumbe, our minister, was by then; 'neighbour
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Quickly,' says he, 'receive those that are civil;
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for,' said he, 'you are in an ill name:' now a'
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said so, I can tell whereupon; 'for,' says he, 'you
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are an honest woman, and well thought on; therefore
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take heed what guests you receive: receive,' says
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he, 'no swaggering companions.' There comes none
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here: you would bless you to hear what he said:
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no, I'll no swaggerers.
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He's no swaggerer, hostess; a tame cheater, i'
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faith; you may stroke him as gently as a puppy
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greyhound: he'll not swagger with a Barbary hen, if
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her feathers turn back in any show of resistance.
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Call him up, drawer.
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Exit First Drawer

Cheater, call you him? I will bar no honest man my
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house, nor no cheater: but I do not love
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swaggering, by my troth; I am the worse, when one
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says swagger: feel, masters, how I shake; look you,
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I warrant you.
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So you do, hostess.
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Do I? yea, in very truth, do I, an 'twere an aspen
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leaf: I cannot abide swaggerers.
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Enter PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and Page

God save you, Sir John!
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Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol, I charge
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you with a cup of sack: do you discharge upon mine hostess.
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I will discharge upon her, Sir John, with two bullets.
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She is Pistol-proof, sir; you shall hardly offend
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Come, I'll drink no proofs nor no bullets: I'll
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drink no more than will do me good, for no man's
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pleasure, I.
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Then to you, Mistress Dorothy; I will charge you.
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Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy companion. What!
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you poor, base, rascally, cheating, lack-linen
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mate! Away, you mouldy rogue, away! I am meat for
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your master.
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I know you, Mistress Dorothy.
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Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away!
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by this wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy
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chaps, an you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away,
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you bottle-ale rascal! you basket-hilt stale
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juggler, you! Since when, I pray you, sir? God's
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light, with two points on your shoulder? much!
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God let me not live, but I will murder your ruff for this.
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No more, Pistol; I would not have you go off here:
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discharge yourself of our company, Pistol.
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No, Good Captain Pistol; not here, sweet captain.
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Captain! thou abominable damned cheater, art thou
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not ashamed to be called captain? An captains were
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of my mind, they would truncheon you out, for
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taking their names upon you before you have earned
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them. You a captain! you slave, for what? for
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tearing a poor whore's ruff in a bawdy-house? He a
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captain! hang him, rogue! he lives upon mouldy
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stewed prunes and dried cakes. A captain! God's
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light, these villains will make the word as odious
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as the word 'occupy;' which was an excellent good
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word before it was ill sorted: therefore captains
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had need look to 't.
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Pray thee, go down, good ancient.
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Hark thee hither, Mistress Doll.
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Not I I tell thee what, Corporal Bardolph, I could
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tear her: I'll be revenged of her.
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Pray thee, go down.
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I'll see her damned first; to Pluto's damned lake,
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by this hand, to the infernal deep, with Erebus and
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tortures vile also. Hold hook and line, say I.
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Down, down, dogs! down, faitors! Have we not
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Hiren here?
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Good Captain Peesel, be quiet; 'tis very late, i'
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faith: I beseek you now, aggravate your choler.
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These be good humours, indeed! Shall pack-horses
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And hollow pamper'd jades of Asia,
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Which cannot go but thirty mile a-day,
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Compare with Caesars, and with Cannibals,
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And Trojan Greeks? nay, rather damn them with
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King Cerberus; and let the welkin roar.
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Shall we fall foul for toys?
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By my troth, captain, these are very bitter words.
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Be gone, good ancient: this will grow to abrawl anon.
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Die men like dogs! give crowns like pins! Have we
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not Heren here?
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O' my word, captain, there's none such here. What
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the good-year! do you think I would deny her? For
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God's sake, be quiet.
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Then feed, and be fat, my fair Calipolis.
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Come, give's some sack.
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'Si fortune me tormente, sperato me contento.'
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Fear we broadsides? no, let the fiend give fire:
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Give me some sack: and, sweetheart, lie thou there.
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Come we to full points here; and are etceteras nothing?
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Pistol, I would be quiet.
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Sweet knight, I kiss thy neaf: what! we have seen
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the seven stars.
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For God's sake, thrust him down stairs: I cannot
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endure such a fustian rascal.
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Thrust him down stairs! know we not Galloway nags?
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Quoit him down, Bardolph, like a shove-groat
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shilling: nay, an a' do nothing but speak nothing,
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a' shall be nothing here.
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Come, get you down stairs.
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What! shall we have incision? shall we imbrue?
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Then death rock me asleep, abridge my doleful days!
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Why, then, let grievous, ghastly, gaping wounds
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Untwine the Sisters Three! Come, Atropos, I say!
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Here's goodly stuff toward!
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Give me my rapier, boy.
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I pray thee, Jack, I pray thee, do not draw.
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Get you down stairs.
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Drawing, and driving PISTOL out

Here's a goodly tumult! I'll forswear keeping
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house, afore I'll be in these tirrits and frights.
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So; murder, I warrant now. Alas, alas! put up
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your naked weapons, put up your naked weapons.
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I pray thee, Jack, be quiet; the rascal's gone.
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Ah, you whoreson little valiant villain, you!
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He you not hurt i' the groin? methought a' made a
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shrewd thrust at your belly.
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Have you turned him out o' doors?
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Yea, sir. The rascal's drunk: you have hurt him,
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sir, i' the shoulder.
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A rascal! to brave me!
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Ah, you sweet little rogue, you! alas, poor ape,
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how thou sweatest! come, let me wipe thy face;
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come on, you whoreson chops: ah, rogue! i'faith, I
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love thee: thou art as valorous as Hector of Troy,
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worth five of Agamemnon, and ten times better than
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the Nine Worthies: ah, villain!
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A rascally slave! I will toss the rogue in a blanket.
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Do, an thou darest for thy heart: an thou dost,
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I'll canvass thee between a pair of sheets.
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Enter Music

The music is come, sir.
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Let them play. Play, sirs. Sit on my knee, Doll.
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A rascal bragging slave! the rogue fled from me
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like quicksilver.
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I' faith, and thou followedst him like a church.
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Thou whoreson little tidy Bartholomew boar-pig,
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when wilt thou leave fighting o' days and foining
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o' nights, and begin to patch up thine old body for heaven?
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Enter, behind, PRINCE HENRY and POINS, disguised

Peace, good Doll! do not speak like a death's-head;
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do not bid me remember mine end.
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Sirrah, what humour's the prince of?
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A good shallow young fellow: a' would have made a
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good pantler, a' would ha' chipp'd bread well.
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They say Poins has a good wit.
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He a good wit? hang him, baboon! his wit's as thick
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as Tewksbury mustard; there's no more conceit in him
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than is in a mallet.
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Why does the prince love him so, then?
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Because their legs are both of a bigness, and a'
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plays at quoits well, and eats conger and fennel,
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and drinks off candles' ends for flap-dragons, and
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rides the wild-mare with the boys, and jumps upon
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joined-stools, and swears with a good grace, and
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wears his boots very smooth, like unto the sign of
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the leg, and breeds no bate with telling of discreet
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stories; and such other gambol faculties a' has,
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that show a weak mind and an able body, for the
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which the prince admits him: for the prince himself
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is such another; the weight of a hair will turn the
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scales between their avoirdupois.
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Would not this nave of a wheel have his ears cut off?
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Let's beat him before his whore.
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Look, whether the withered elder hath not his poll
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clawed like a parrot.
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Is it not strange that desire should so many years
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outlive performance?
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Kiss me, Doll.
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Saturn and Venus this year in conjunction! what
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says the almanac to that?
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And look, whether the fiery Trigon, his man, be not
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lisping to his master's old tables, his note-book,
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his counsel-keeper.
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Thou dost give me flattering busses.
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By my troth, I kiss thee with a most constant heart.
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I am old, I am old.
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I love thee better than I love e'er a scurvy young
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boy of them all.
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What stuff wilt have a kirtle of? I shall receive
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money o' Thursday: shalt have a cap to-morrow. A
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merry song, come: it grows late; we'll to bed.
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Thou'lt forget me when I am gone.
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By my troth, thou'lt set me a-weeping, an thou
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sayest so: prove that ever I dress myself handsome
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till thy return: well, harken at the end.
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Some sack, Francis.
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Anon, anon, sir.
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Coming forward

Ha! a bastard son of the king's? And art not thou
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Poins his brother?
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Why, thou globe of sinful continents! what a life
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dost thou lead!
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A better than thou: I am a gentleman; thou art a drawer.
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Very true, sir; and I come to draw you out by the ears.
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O, the Lord preserve thy good grace! by my troth,
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welcome to London. Now, the Lord bless that sweet
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face of thine! O, Jesu, are you come from Wales?
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Thou whoreson mad compound of majesty, by this light
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flesh and corrupt blood, thou art welcome.
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How, you fat fool! I scorn you.
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My lord, he will drive you out of your revenge and
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turn all to a merriment, if you take not the heat.
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You whoreson candle-mine, you, how vilely did you
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speak of me even now before this honest, virtuous,
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civil gentlewoman!
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God's blessing of your good heart! and so she is,
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by my troth.
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Didst thou hear me?
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Yea, and you knew me, as you did when you ran away
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by Gad's-hill: you knew I was at your back, and
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spoke it on purpose to try my patience.
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No, no, no; not so; I did not think thou wast within hearing.
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I shall drive you then to confess the wilful abuse;
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and then I know how to handle you.
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No abuse, Hal, o' mine honour, no abuse.
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Not to dispraise me, and call me pantier and
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bread-chipper and I know not what?
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No abuse, Hal.
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No abuse?
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No abuse, Ned, i' the world; honest Ned, none. I
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dispraised him before the wicked, that the wicked
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might not fall in love with him; in which doing, I
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have done the part of a careful friend and a true
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subject, and thy father is to give me thanks for it.
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No abuse, Hal: none, Ned, none: no, faith, boys, none.
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See now, whether pure fear and entire cowardice doth
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not make thee wrong this virtuous gentlewoman to
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close with us? is she of the wicked? is thine
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hostess here of the wicked? or is thy boy of the
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wicked? or honest Bardolph, whose zeal burns in his
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nose, of the wicked?
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Answer, thou dead elm, answer.
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The fiend hath pricked down Bardolph irrecoverable;
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and his face is Lucifer's privy-kitchen, where he
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doth nothing but roast malt-worms. For the boy,
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there is a good angel about him; but the devil
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outbids him too.
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For the women?
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For one of them, she is in hell already, and burns
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poor souls. For the other, I owe her money, and
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whether she be damned for that, I know not.
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No, I warrant you.
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No, I think thou art not; I think thou art quit for
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that. Marry, there is another indictment upon thee,
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for suffering flesh to be eaten in thy house,
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contrary to the law; for the which I think thou wilt howl.
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All victuallers do so; what's a joint of mutton or
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two in a whole Lent?
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You, gentlewoman,-
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What says your grace?
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His grace says that which his flesh rebels against.
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Knocking within

Who knocks so loud at door? Look to the door there, Francis.
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Enter PETO

Peto, how now! what news?
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The king your father is at Westminster:
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And there are twenty weak and wearied posts
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Come from the north: and, as I came along,
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I met and overtook a dozen captains,
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Bare-headed, sweating, knocking at the taverns,
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And asking every one for Sir John Falstaff.
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By heaven, Poins, I feel me much to blame,
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So idly to profane the precious time,
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When tempest of commotion, like the south
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Borne with black vapour, doth begin to melt
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And drop upon our bare unarmed heads.
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Give me my sword and cloak. Falstaff, good night.
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Now comes in the sweetest morsel of the night, and
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we must hence and leave it unpicked.
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More knocking at the door!
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How now! what's the matter?
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You must away to court, sir, presently;
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A dozen captains stay at door for you.
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(To the Page) Pay the musicians, sirrah. Farewell,
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hostess; farewell, Doll. You see, my good wenches,
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how men of merit are sought after: the undeserver
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may sleep, when the man of action is called on.
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Farewell good wenches: if I be not sent away post,
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I will see you again ere I go.
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I cannot speak; if my heart be not read to burst,--
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well, sweet Jack, have a care of thyself.
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Farewell, farewell.
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Well, fare thee well: I have known thee these
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twenty-nine years, come peascod-time; but an
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honester and truer-hearted man,--well, fare thee well.
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(Within) Mistress Tearsheet!
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What's the matter?
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(Within) Good Mistress Tearsheet, come to my master.
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O, run, Doll, run; run, good Doll: come.
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Yea, will you come, Doll?
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Act 3 of Henry IV, Part 2 begins with King Henry IV facing a rebellion led by his own son, Prince Hal. The king is mourning the loss of his friends and advisors, and is unsure of who to trust. Meanwhile, Prince Hal is gathering an army to confront his father and claim the throne.

In the midst of this rebellion, a messenger arrives with news that the king's army has defeated the rebels in battle. However, Prince Hal and his followers are still determined to fight. The king sends a message to his son, urging him to abandon his rebellion and return to his duties as prince.

Prince Hal ignores his father's message and continues to gather support. He meets with his followers and outlines his plan for the future of England. Meanwhile, the king meets with his advisors and discusses his own plans for restoring order to the kingdom.

As the two sides prepare for battle, a group of rebels led by Falstaff joins Prince Hal's army. However, the prince soon realizes that Falstaff and his followers are more interested in plunder than in fighting for a cause. He orders them to leave the army and return home.

The battle between the king's army and Prince Hal's rebels takes place offstage. When the fighting is over, Prince Hal emerges victorious. He confronts his father and demands that he abdicate the throne. The king agrees, and Prince Hal is crowned as King Henry V.

Act 3 of Henry IV, Part 2 is a dramatic and powerful portrayal of a father and son at odds, and the struggle for power that defines their relationship. Through rich language and vivid characters, Shakespeare explores themes of loyalty, betrayal, and the cost of ambition.

SCENE I. Westminster. The palace.

Act 3, Scene 1 begins with the arrival of Prince Hal, who is now King Henry V, and his advisors to the palace. They are discussing the current state of the country, which is facing several issues such as rebellion, poverty, and injustice.

King Henry V is worried about his reputation as a leader and is trying to find a way to restore public trust in him. He decides to meet with the Archbishop of Canterbury and the Bishop of Ely to discuss the possibility of going to war with France to distract the public from their problems at home.

The two clergymen are hesitant at first, but eventually agree to support the king's plan. They present him with a legal document that justifies his claim to the French throne, which dates back to the time of William the Conqueror.

The scene ends with King Henry V announcing his decision to go to war with France, much to the delight of his advisors. He orders for preparations to be made for the upcoming battle, and the scene ends with the characters exiting the stage.

Enter KING HENRY IV in his nightgown, with a Page

Go call the Earls of Surrey and of Warwick;
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But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters,
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And well consider of them; make good speed.
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How many thousand of my poorest subjects
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Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep,
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Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee,
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That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down
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And steep my senses in forgetfulness?
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Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs,
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Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee
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And hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber,
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Than in the perfumed chambers of the great,
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Under the canopies of costly state,
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And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody?
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O thou dull god, why liest thou with the vile
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In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch
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A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell?
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Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast
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Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains
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In cradle of the rude imperious surge
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And in the visitation of the winds,
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Who take the ruffian billows by the top,
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Curling their monstrous heads and hanging them
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With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds,
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That, with the hurly, death itself awakes?
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Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose
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To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,
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And in the calmest and most stillest night,
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With all appliances and means to boot,
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Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!
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Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
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Many good morrows to your majesty!
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Is it good morrow, lords?
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'Tis one o'clock, and past.
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Why, then, good morrow to you all, my lords.
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Have you read o'er the letters that I sent you?
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We have, my liege.
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Then you perceive the body of our kingdom
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How foul it is; what rank diseases grow
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And with what danger, near the heart of it.
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It is but as a body yet distemper'd;
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Which to his former strength may be restored
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With good advice and little medicine:
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My Lord Northumberland will soon be cool'd.
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O God! that one might read the book of fate,
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And see the revolution of the times
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Make mountains level, and the continent,
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Weary of solid firmness, melt itself
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Into the sea! and, other times, to see
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The beachy girdle of the ocean
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Too wide for Neptune's hips; how chances mock,
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And changes fill the cup of alteration
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With divers liquors! O, if this were seen,
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The happiest youth, viewing his progress through,
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What perils past, what crosses to ensue,
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Would shut the book, and sit him down and die.
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'Tis not 'ten years gone
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Since Richard and Northumberland, great friends,
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Did feast together, and in two years after
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Were they at wars: it is but eight years since
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This Percy was the man nearest my soul,
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Who like a brother toil'd in my affairs
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And laid his love and life under my foot,
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Yea, for my sake, even to the eyes of Richard
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Gave him defiance. But which of you was by--
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You, cousin Nevil, as I may remember--
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When Richard, with his eye brimful of tears,
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Then cheque'd and rated by Northumberland,
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Did speak these words, now proved a prophecy?
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'Northumberland, thou ladder by the which
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My cousin Bolingbroke ascends my throne;'
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Though then, God knows, I had no such intent,
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But that necessity so bow'd the state
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That I and greatness were compell'd to kiss:
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'The time shall come,' thus did he follow it,
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'The time will come, that foul sin, gathering head,
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Shall break into corruption:' so went on,
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Foretelling this same time's condition
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And the division of our amity.
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There is a history in all men's lives,
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Figuring the nature of the times deceased;
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The which observed, a man may prophesy,
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With a near aim, of the main chance of things
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As yet not come to life, which in their seeds
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And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
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Such things become the hatch and brood of time;
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And by the necessary form of this
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King Richard might create a perfect guess
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That great Northumberland, then false to him,
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Would of that seed grow to a greater falseness;
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Which should not find a ground to root upon,
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Unless on you.
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Are these things then necessities?
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Then let us meet them like necessities:
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And that same word even now cries out on us:
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They say the bishop and Northumberland
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Are fifty thousand strong.
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It cannot be, my lord;
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Rumour doth double, like the voice and echo,
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The numbers of the fear'd. Please it your grace
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To go to bed. Upon my soul, my lord,
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The powers that you already have sent forth
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Shall bring this prize in very easily.
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To comfort you the more, I have received
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A certain instance that Glendower is dead.
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Your majesty hath been this fortnight ill,
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And these unseason'd hours perforce must add
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Unto your sickness.
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I will take your counsel:
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And were these inward wars once out of hand,
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We would, dear lords, unto the Holy Land.
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SCENE II. Gloucestershire. Before SHALLOW'S house.

In Scene 2 of Act 3, a group of rebels led by the Archbishop of York and Lord Mowbray discuss their plans to overthrow King Henry IV. They are joined by Lord Hastings, who is sympathetic to their cause but hesitant to join their rebellion. The Archbishop and Lord Mowbray argue that they must act quickly before the King's forces can gather and defeat them.

Lord Hastings suggests that they should seek the support of Lord Grey, who has a large army at his command. However, the rebels are skeptical of Grey's loyalty and fear that he may betray them. They decide to send a messenger to Grey to gauge his support.

Meanwhile, the King's army is on the move, and Lord Hastings warns the rebels that they must act soon or be crushed. The Archbishop and Lord Mowbray are determined to fight, but Lord Hastings advises caution and suggests that they should wait for a more favorable opportunity.

As the rebels continue to argue, a messenger arrives with news that Lord Grey has pledged his support to their cause. Buoyed by this news, the rebels prepare to march on the King's forces.

The scene ends with Lord Hastings lamenting the impending bloodshed and the futility of their rebellion, while the Archbishop and Lord Mowbray remain steadfast in their determination to fight for their cause.

Enter SHALLOW and SILENCE, meeting; MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, BULLCALF, a Servant or two with them

Come on, come on, come on, sir; give me your hand,
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sir, give me your hand, sir: an early stirrer, by
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the rood! And how doth my good cousin Silence?
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Good morrow, good cousin Shallow.
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And how doth my cousin, your bedfellow? and your
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fairest daughter and mine, my god-daughter Ellen?
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Alas, a black ousel, cousin Shallow!
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By yea and nay, sir, I dare say my cousin William is
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become a good scholar: he is at Oxford still, is he not?
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Indeed, sir, to my cost.
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A' must, then, to the inns o' court shortly. I was
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once of Clement's Inn, where I think they will
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talk of mad Shallow yet.
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You were called 'lusty Shallow' then, cousin.
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By the mass, I was called any thing; and I would
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have done any thing indeed too, and roundly too.
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There was I, and little John Doit of Staffordshire,
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and black George Barnes, and Francis Pickbone, and
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Will Squele, a Cotswold man; you had not four such
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swinge-bucklers in all the inns o' court again: and
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I may say to you, we knew where the bona-robas were
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and had the best of them all at commandment. Then
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was Jack Falstaff, now Sir John, a boy, and page to
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Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk.
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This Sir John, cousin, that comes hither anon about soldiers?
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The same Sir John, the very same. I see him break
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Skogan's head at the court-gate, when a' was a
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crack not thus high: and the very same day did I
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fight with one Sampson Stockfish, a fruiterer,
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behind Gray's Inn. Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I
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have spent! and to see how many of my old
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acquaintance are dead!
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We shall all follow, cousin.
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Certain, 'tis certain; very sure, very sure: death,
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as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all; all shall
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die. How a good yoke of bullocks at Stamford fair?
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By my troth, I was not there.
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Death is certain. Is old Double of your town living
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Dead, sir.
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Jesu, Jesu, dead! a' drew a good bow; and dead! a'
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shot a fine shoot: John a Gaunt loved him well, and
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betted much money on his head. Dead! a' would have
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clapped i' the clout at twelve score; and carried
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you a forehand shaft a fourteen and fourteen and a
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half, that it would have done a man's heart good to
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see. How a score of ewes now?
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Thereafter as they be: a score of good ewes may be
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worth ten pounds.
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And is old Double dead?
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Here come two of Sir John Falstaff's men, as I think.
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Enter BARDOLPH and one with him

Good morrow, honest gentlemen: I beseech you, which
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is Justice Shallow?
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I am Robert Shallow, sir; a poor esquire of this
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county, and one of the king's justices of the peace:
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What is your good pleasure with me?
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My captain, sir, commends him to you; my captain,
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Sir John Falstaff, a tall gentleman, by heaven, and
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a most gallant leader.
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He greets me well, sir. I knew him a good backsword
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man. How doth the good knight? may I ask how my
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lady his wife doth?
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Sir, pardon; a soldier is better accommodated than
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with a wife.
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It is well said, in faith, sir; and it is well said
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indeed too. Better accommodated! it is good; yea,
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indeed, is it: good phrases are surely, and ever
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were, very commendable. Accommodated! it comes of
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'accommodo' very good; a good phrase.
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Pardon me, sir; I have heard the word. Phrase call
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you it? by this good day, I know not the phrase;
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but I will maintain the word with my sword to be a
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soldier-like word, and a word of exceeding good
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command, by heaven. Accommodated; that is, when a
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man is, as they say, accommodated; or when a man is,
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being, whereby a' may be thought to be accommodated;
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which is an excellent thing.
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It is very just.
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Look, here comes good Sir John. Give me your good
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hand, give me your worship's good hand: by my
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troth, you like well and bear your years very well:
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welcome, good Sir John.
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I am glad to see you well, good Master Robert
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Shallow: Master Surecard, as I think?
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No, Sir John; it is my cousin Silence, in commission with me.
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Good Master Silence, it well befits you should be of
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the peace.
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Your good-worship is welcome.
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Fie! this is hot weather, gentlemen. Have you
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provided me here half a dozen sufficient men?
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Marry, have we, sir. Will you sit?
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Let me see them, I beseech you.
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Where's the roll? where's the roll? where's the
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roll? Let me see, let me see, let me see. So, so:
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yea, marry, sir: Ralph Mouldy! Let them appear as
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I call; let them do so, let them do so. Let me
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see; where is Mouldy?
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Here, an't please you.
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What think you, Sir John? a good-limbed fellow;
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young, strong, and of good friends.
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Is thy name Mouldy?
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Yea, an't please you.
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'Tis the more time thou wert used.
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Ha, ha, ha! most excellent, i' faith! Things that
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are mouldy lack use: very singular good! in faith,
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well said, Sir John, very well said.
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Prick him.
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I was pricked well enough before, an you could have
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let me alone: my old dame will be undone now for
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one to do her husbandry and her drudgery: you need
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not to have pricked me; there are other men fitter
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to go out than I.
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Go to: peace, Mouldy; you shall go. Mouldy, it is
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time you were spent.
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Peace, fellow, peace; stand aside: know you where
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you are? For the other, Sir John: let me see:
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Simon Shadow!
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Yea, marry, let me have him to sit under: he's like
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to be a cold soldier.
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Where's Shadow?
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Here, sir.
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Shadow, whose son art thou?
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My mother's son, sir.
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Thy mother's son! like enough, and thy father's
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shadow: so the son of the female is the shadow of
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the male: it is often so, indeed; but much of the
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father's substance!
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Do you like him, Sir John?
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Shadow will serve for summer; prick him, for we have
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a number of shadows to fill up the muster-book.
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Thomas Wart!
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Where's he?
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Here, sir.
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Is thy name Wart?
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Yea, sir.
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Thou art a very ragged wart.
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Shall I prick him down, Sir John?
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It were superfluous; for his apparel is built upon
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his back and the whole frame stands upon pins:
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prick him no more.
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Ha, ha, ha! you can do it, sir; you can do it: I
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commend you well. Francis Feeble!
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Here, sir.
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What trade art thou, Feeble?
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A woman's tailor, sir.
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Shall I prick him, sir?
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You may: but if he had been a man's tailor, he'ld
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ha' pricked you. Wilt thou make as many holes in
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an enemy's battle as thou hast done in a woman's petticoat?
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I will do my good will, sir; you can have no more.
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Well said, good woman's tailor! well said,
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courageous Feeble! thou wilt be as valiant as the
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wrathful dove or most magnanimous mouse. Prick the
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woman's tailor: well, Master Shallow; deep, Master Shallow.
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I would Wart might have gone, sir.
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I would thou wert a man's tailor, that thou mightst
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mend him and make him fit to go. I cannot put him
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to a private soldier that is the leader of so many
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thousands: let that suffice, most forcible Feeble.
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It shall suffice, sir.
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I am bound to thee, reverend Feeble. Who is next?
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Peter Bullcalf o' the green!
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Yea, marry, let's see Bullcalf.
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Here, sir.
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'Fore God, a likely fellow! Come, prick me Bullcalf
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till he roar again.
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O Lord! good my lord captain,--
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What, dost thou roar before thou art pricked?
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O Lord, sir! I am a diseased man.
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What disease hast thou?
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A whoreson cold, sir, a cough, sir, which I caught
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with ringing in the king's affairs upon his
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coronation-day, sir.
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Come, thou shalt go to the wars in a gown; we wilt
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have away thy cold; and I will take such order that
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my friends shall ring for thee. Is here all?
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Here is two more called than your number, you must
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have but four here, sir: and so, I pray you, go in
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with me to dinner.
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Come, I will go drink with you, but I cannot tarry
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dinner. I am glad to see you, by my troth, Master Shallow.
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O, Sir John, do you remember since we lay all night
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in the windmill in Saint George's field?
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No more of that, good Master Shallow, no more of that.
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Ha! 'twas a merry night. And is Jane Nightwork alive?
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She lives, Master Shallow.
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She never could away with me.
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Never, never; she would always say she could not
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abide Master Shallow.
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By the mass, I could anger her to the heart. She
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was then a bona-roba. Doth she hold her own well?
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Old, old, Master Shallow.
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Nay, she must be old; she cannot choose but be old;
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certain she's old; and had Robin Nightwork by old
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Nightwork before I came to Clement's Inn.
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That's fifty-five year ago.
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Ha, cousin Silence, that thou hadst seen that that
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this knight and I have seen! Ha, Sir John, said I well?
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We have heard the chimes at midnight, Master Shallow.
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That we have, that we have, that we have; in faith,
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Sir John, we have: our watch-word was 'Hem boys!'
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Come, let's to dinner; come, let's to dinner:
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Jesus, the days that we have seen! Come, come.
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Exeunt FALSTAFF and Justices

Good Master Corporate Bardolph, stand my friend;
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and here's four Harry ten shillings in French crowns
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for you. In very truth, sir, I had as lief be
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hanged, sir, as go: and yet, for mine own part, sir,
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I do not care; but rather, because I am unwilling,
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and, for mine own part, have a desire to stay with
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my friends; else, sir, I did not care, for mine own
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part, so much.
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Go to; stand aside.
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And, good master corporal captain, for my old
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dame's sake, stand my friend: she has nobody to do
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any thing about her when I am gone; and she is old,
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and cannot help herself: You shall have forty, sir.
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Go to; stand aside.
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By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once: we
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owe God a death: I'll ne'er bear a base mind:
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an't be my destiny, so; an't be not, so: no man is
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too good to serve's prince; and let it go which way
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it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.
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Well said; thou'rt a good fellow.
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Faith, I'll bear no base mind.
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Re-enter FALSTAFF and the Justices

Come, sir, which men shall I have?
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Four of which you please.
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Sir, a word with you: I have three pound to free
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Mouldy and Bullcalf.
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Go to; well.
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Come, Sir John, which four will you have?
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Do you choose for me.
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Marry, then, Mouldy, Bullcalf, Feeble and Shadow.
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Mouldy and Bullcalf: for you, Mouldy, stay at home
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till you are past service: and for your part,
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Bullcalf, grow till you come unto it: I will none of you.
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Sir John, Sir John, do not yourself wrong: they are
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your likeliest men, and I would have you served with the best.
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Will you tell me, Master Shallow, how to choose a
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man? Care I for the limb, the thewes, the stature,
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bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the
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spirit, Master Shallow. Here's Wart; you see what a
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ragged appearance it is; a' shall charge you and
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discharge you with the motion of a pewterer's
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hammer, come off and on swifter than he that gibbets
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on the brewer's bucket. And this same half-faced
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fellow, Shadow; give me this man: he presents no
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mark to the enemy; the foeman may with as great aim
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level at the edge of a penknife. And for a retreat;
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how swiftly will this Feeble the woman's tailor run
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off! O, give me the spare men, and spare me the
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great ones. Put me a caliver into Wart's hand, Bardolph.
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Hold, Wart, traverse; thus, thus, thus.
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Come, manage me your caliver. So: very well: go
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to: very good, exceeding good. O, give me always a
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little, lean, old, chapt, bald shot. Well said, i'
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faith, Wart; thou'rt a good scab: hold, there's a
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tester for thee.
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He is not his craft's master; he doth not do it
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right. I remember at Mile-end Green, when I lay at
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Clement's Inn--I was then Sir Dagonet in Arthur's
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show,--there was a little quiver fellow, and a'
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would manage you his piece thus; and a' would about
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and about, and come you in and come you in: 'rah,
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tah, tah,' would a' say; 'bounce' would a' say; and
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away again would a' go, and again would a' come: I
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shall ne'er see such a fellow.
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These fellows will do well, Master Shallow. God
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keep you, Master Silence: I will not use many words
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with you. Fare you well, gentlemen both: I thank
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you: I must a dozen mile to-night. Bardolph, give
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the soldiers coats.
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Sir John, the Lord bless you! God prosper your
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affairs! God send us peace! At your return visit
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our house; let our old acquaintance be renewed;
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peradventure I will with ye to the court.
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'Fore God, I would you would, Master Shallow.
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Go to; I have spoke at a word. God keep you.
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Fare you well, gentle gentlemen.
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On, Bardolph; lead the men away.
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As I return, I will fetch off these justices: I do
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see the bottom of Justice Shallow. Lord, Lord, how
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subject we old men are to this vice of lying! This
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same starved justice hath done nothing but prate to
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me of the wildness of his youth, and the feats he
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hath done about Turnbull Street: and every third
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word a lie, duer paid to the hearer than the Turk's
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tribute. I do remember him at Clement's Inn like a
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man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a'
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was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked
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radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it
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with a knife: a' was so forlorn, that his
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dimensions to any thick sight were invincible: a'
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was the very genius of famine; yet lecherous as a
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monkey, and the whores called him mandrake: a' came
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ever in the rearward of the fashion, and sung those
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tunes to the overscutched huswives that he heard the
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carmen whistle, and swear they were his fancies or
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his good-nights. And now is this Vice's dagger
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become a squire, and talks as familiarly of John a
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Gaunt as if he had been sworn brother to him; and
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I'll be sworn a' ne'er saw him but once in the
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Tilt-yard; and then he burst his head for crowding
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among the marshal's men. I saw it, and told John a
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Gaunt he beat his own name; for you might have
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thrust him and all his apparel into an eel-skin; the
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case of a treble hautboy was a mansion for him, a
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court: and now has he land and beefs. Well, I'll
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be acquainted with him, if I return; and it shall
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go hard but I will make him a philosopher's two
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stones to me: if the young dace be a bait for the
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old pike, I see no reason in the law of nature but I
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may snap at him. Let time shape, and there an end.
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Act IV

Act 4 of Henry IV, Part 2 begins with Prince John and his army gathering at Coventry. The Archbishop of York and Lord Hastings arrive to join them, along with a messenger who brings news that the rebels are marching towards them.

The army then sets off to meet the rebels, and they eventually come face to face with each other. After some discussion, the Archbishop of York decides to switch sides and join the rebels, prompting the Prince and Lord Hastings to leave the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Falstaff and his group of soldiers are also on the battlefield. Falstaff is excited to finally see some action, but his men are less enthusiastic and begin to desert him. Despite this, Falstaff manages to capture a French prisoner, whom he plans to ransom for money.

Eventually, the battle comes to an end and the rebels are defeated. Prince John and his army return to London victorious, where they are greeted by King Henry IV. The King is pleased with their success and rewards Prince John with a large sum of money.

However, the victory is bittersweet as news arrives that the King is gravely ill. Prince John and Lord Hastings go to see him, but find him unconscious. They are then informed that the King has died, leaving Prince John to take the throne.

The act ends with Prince John reflecting on the weight of his new responsibilities as King, and the play ends with a sense of uncertainty about what the future holds for England under his rule.

SCENE I. Yorkshire. Gaultree Forest.

In Scene 1 of Act 4, a group of characters are gathered in a room discussing the state of affairs in the kingdom. They are worried about the health of the current king and the possible succession of his son, who they believe is not fit to rule. They also discuss the recent rebellion that has been quelled and the punishment of the rebels.

Amidst this conversation, a messenger arrives with news that the Archbishop of York and the Earl of Northumberland are gathering an army to overthrow the king. The group quickly decides to rally their own forces and prepare for battle.

As they plan their next move, a servant enters the room and announces that the king's health has taken a turn for the worse. This news only heightens the sense of urgency among the group, as they fear that the kingdom will fall into chaos if the king dies without a clear successor.

The scene ends with the group determined to take action and defend the kingdom against any threats, both internal and external. They vow to fight for the stability and prosperity of their country, no matter what challenges may arise.


What is this forest call'd?
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'Tis Gaultree Forest, an't shall please your grace.
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Here stand, my lords; and send discoverers forth
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To know the numbers of our enemies.
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We have sent forth already.
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'Tis well done.
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My friends and brethren in these great affairs,
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I must acquaint you that I have received
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New-dated letters from Northumberland;
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Their cold intent, tenor and substance, thus:
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Here doth he wish his person, with such powers
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As might hold sortance with his quality,
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The which he could not levy; whereupon
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He is retired, to ripe his growing fortunes,
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To Scotland: and concludes in hearty prayers
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That your attempts may overlive the hazard
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And fearful melting of their opposite.
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Thus do the hopes we have in him touch ground
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And dash themselves to pieces.
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Enter a Messenger

Now, what news?
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West of this forest, scarcely off a mile,
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In goodly form comes on the enemy;
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And, by the ground they hide, I judge their number
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Upon or near the rate of thirty thousand.
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The just proportion that we gave them out
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Let us sway on and face them in the field.
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What well-appointed leader fronts us here?
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I think it is my Lord of Westmoreland.
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Health and fair greeting from our general,
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The prince, Lord John and Duke of Lancaster.
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Say on, my Lord of Westmoreland, in peace:
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What doth concern your coming?
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Then, my lord,
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Unto your grace do I in chief address
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The substance of my speech. If that rebellion
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Came like itself, in base and abject routs,
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Led on by bloody youth, guarded with rags,
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And countenanced by boys and beggary,
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I say, if damn'd commotion so appear'd,
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In his true, native and most proper shape,
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You, reverend father, and these noble lords
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Had not been here, to dress the ugly form
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Of base and bloody insurrection
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With your fair honours. You, lord archbishop,
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Whose see is by a civil peace maintained,
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Whose beard the silver hand of peace hath touch'd,
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Whose learning and good letters peace hath tutor'd,
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Whose white investments figure innocence,
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The dove and very blessed spirit of peace,
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Wherefore do you so ill translate ourself
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Out of the speech of peace that bears such grace,
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Into the harsh and boisterous tongue of war;
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Turning your books to graves, your ink to blood,
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Your pens to lances and your tongue divine
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To a trumpet and a point of war?
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Wherefore do I this? so the question stands.
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Briefly to this end: we are all diseased,
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And with our surfeiting and wanton hours
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Have brought ourselves into a burning fever,
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And we must bleed for it; of which disease
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Our late king, Richard, being infected, died.
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But, my most noble Lord of Westmoreland,
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I take not on me here as a physician,
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Nor do I as an enemy to peace
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Troop in the throngs of military men;
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But rather show awhile like fearful war,
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To diet rank minds sick of happiness
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And purge the obstructions which begin to stop
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Our very veins of life. Hear me more plainly.
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I have in equal balance justly weigh'd
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What wrongs our arms may do, what wrongs we suffer,
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And find our griefs heavier than our offences.
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We see which way the stream of time doth run,
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And are enforced from our most quiet there
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By the rough torrent of occasion;
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And have the summary of all our griefs,
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When time shall serve, to show in articles;
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Which long ere this we offer'd to the king,
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And might by no suit gain our audience:
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When we are wrong'd and would unfold our griefs,
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We are denied access unto his person
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Even by those men that most have done us wrong.
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The dangers of the days but newly gone,
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Whose memory is written on the earth
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With yet appearing blood, and the examples
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Of every minute's instance, present now,
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Hath put us in these ill-beseeming arms,
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Not to break peace or any branch of it,
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But to establish here a peace indeed,
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Concurring both in name and quality.
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When ever yet was your appeal denied?
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Wherein have you been galled by the king?
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What peer hath been suborn'd to grate on you,
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That you should seal this lawless bloody book
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Of forged rebellion with a seal divine
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And consecrate commotion's bitter edge?
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My brother general, the commonwealth,
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To brother born an household cruelty,
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I make my quarrel in particular.
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There is no need of any such redress;
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Or if there were, it not belongs to you.
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Why not to him in part, and to us all
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That feel the bruises of the days before,
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And suffer the condition of these times
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To lay a heavy and unequal hand
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Upon our honours?
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O, my good Lord Mowbray,
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Construe the times to their necessities,
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And you shall say indeed, it is the time,
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And not the king, that doth you injuries.
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Yet for your part, it not appears to me
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Either from the king or in the present time
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That you should have an inch of any ground
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To build a grief on: were you not restored
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To all the Duke of Norfolk's signories,
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Your noble and right well remember'd father's?
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What thing, in honour, had my father lost,
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That need to be revived and breathed in me?
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The king that loved him, as the state stood then,
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Was force perforce compell'd to banish him:
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And then that Harry Bolingbroke and he,
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Being mounted and both roused in their seats,
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Their neighing coursers daring of the spur,
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Their armed staves in charge, their beavers down,
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Their eyes of fire sparking through sights of steel
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And the loud trumpet blowing them together,
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Then, then, when there was nothing could have stay'd
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My father from the breast of Bolingbroke,
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O when the king did throw his warder down,
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His own life hung upon the staff he threw;
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Then threw he down himself and all their lives
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That by indictment and by dint of sword
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Have since miscarried under Bolingbroke.
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You speak, Lord Mowbray, now you know not what.
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The Earl of Hereford was reputed then
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In England the most valiant gentlemen:
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Who knows on whom fortune would then have smiled?
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But if your father had been victor there,
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He ne'er had borne it out of Coventry:
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For all the country in a general voice
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Cried hate upon him; and all their prayers and love
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Were set on Hereford, whom they doted on
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And bless'd and graced indeed, more than the king.
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But this is mere digression from my purpose.
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Here come I from our princely general
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To know your griefs; to tell you from his grace
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That he will give you audience; and wherein
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It shall appear that your demands are just,
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You shall enjoy them, every thing set off
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That might so much as think you enemies.
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But he hath forced us to compel this offer;
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And it proceeds from policy, not love.
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Mowbray, you overween to take it so;
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This offer comes from mercy, not from fear:
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For, lo! within a ken our army lies,
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Upon mine honour, all too confident
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To give admittance to a thought of fear.
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Our battle is more full of names than yours,
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Our men more perfect in the use of arms,
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Our armour all as strong, our cause the best;
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Then reason will our heart should be as good
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Say you not then our offer is compell'd.
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Well, by my will we shall admit no parley.
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That argues but the shame of your offence:
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A rotten case abides no handling.
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Hath the Prince John a full commission,
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In very ample virtue of his father,
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To hear and absolutely to determine
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Of what conditions we shall stand upon?
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That is intended in the general's name:
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I muse you make so slight a question.
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Then take, my Lord of Westmoreland, this schedule,
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For this contains our general grievances:
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Each several article herein redress'd,
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All members of our cause, both here and hence,
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That are insinew'd to this action,
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Acquitted by a true substantial form
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And present execution of our wills
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To us and to our purposes confined,
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We come within our awful banks again
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And knit our powers to the arm of peace.
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This will I show the general. Please you, lords,
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In sight of both our battles we may meet;
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And either end in peace, which God so frame!
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Or to the place of difference call the swords
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Which must decide it.
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My lord, we will do so.
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There is a thing within my bosom tells me
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That no conditions of our peace can stand.
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Fear you not that: if we can make our peace
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Upon such large terms and so absolute
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As our conditions shall consist upon,
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Our peace shall stand as firm as rocky mountains.
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Yea, but our valuation shall be such
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That every slight and false-derived cause,
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Yea, every idle, nice and wanton reason
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Shall to the king taste of this action;
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That, were our royal faiths martyrs in love,
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We shall be winnow'd with so rough a wind
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That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
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And good from bad find no partition.
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No, no, my lord. Note this; the king is weary
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Of dainty and such picking grievances:
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For he hath found to end one doubt by death
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Revives two greater in the heirs of life,
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And therefore will he wipe his tables clean
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And keep no tell-tale to his memory
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That may repeat and history his loss
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To new remembrance; for full well he knows
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He cannot so precisely weed this land
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As his misdoubts present occasion:
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His foes are so enrooted with his friends
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That, plucking to unfix an enemy,
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He doth unfasten so and shake a friend:
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So that this land, like an offensive wife
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That hath enraged him on to offer strokes,
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As he is striking, holds his infant up
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And hangs resolved correction in the arm
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That was uprear'd to execution.
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Besides, the king hath wasted all his rods
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On late offenders, that he now doth lack
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The very instruments of chastisement:
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So that his power, like to a fangless lion,
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May offer, but not hold.
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'Tis very true:
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And therefore be assured, my good lord marshal,
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If we do now make our atonement well,
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Our peace will, like a broken limb united,
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Grow stronger for the breaking.
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Be it so.
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Here is return'd my Lord of Westmoreland.
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The prince is here at hand: pleaseth your lordship
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To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies.
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Your grace of York, in God's name then, set forward.
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Before, and greet his grace: my lord, we come.
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SCENE II. Another part of the forest.

In Act 4 Scene 2, a battle is about to take place between the forces of the King and the rebels. Falstaff, a comedic character, is leading a group of soldiers and is trying to avoid fighting in the battle. He is convinced that the battle is unnecessary and is afraid of getting hurt. However, a messenger arrives and tells Falstaff that he must join the battle, and he reluctantly agrees.

The scene then shifts to the battlefield, where the King's army is fighting the rebels. Prince Hal, the King's son, is leading the charge and is fighting bravely. The rebels are quickly defeated, and Prince Hal captures their leader, Lord John of Lancaster. The King is pleased with his son's bravery and praises him for his actions.

Meanwhile, Falstaff is hiding from the battle and pretending to be dead. When the King arrives, Falstaff jumps up and pretends to have been injured in the battle. The King sees through Falstaff's lies and scolds him for his cowardice. Falstaff tries to defend himself, but the King is not convinced and banishes him from his presence.

The scene ends with the King and Prince Hal celebrating their victory over the rebels. The King is pleased with his son's bravery and makes plans for their future, while Falstaff is left alone and disgraced.

Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, attended; afterwards the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, HASTINGS, and others: from the other side, Prince John of LANCASTER, and WESTMORELAND; Officers, and others with them

You are well encounter'd here, my cousin Mowbray:
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Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop;
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And so to you, Lord Hastings, and to all.
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My Lord of York, it better show'd with you
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When that your flock, assembled by the bell,
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Encircled you to hear with reverence
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Your exposition on the holy text
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Than now to see you here an iron man,
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Cheering a rout of rebels with your drum,
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Turning the word to sword and life to death.
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That man that sits within a monarch's heart,
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And ripens in the sunshine of his favour,
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Would he abuse the countenance of the king,
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Alack, what mischiefs might he set abrooch
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In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord bishop,
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It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken
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How deep you were within the books of God?
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To us the speaker in his parliament;
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To us the imagined voice of God himself;
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The very opener and intelligencer
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Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven
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And our dull workings. O, who shall believe
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But you misuse the reverence of your place,
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Employ the countenance and grace of heaven,
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As a false favourite doth his prince's name,
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In deeds dishonourable? You have ta'en up,
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Under the counterfeited zeal of God,
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The subjects of his substitute, my father,
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And both against the peace of heaven and him
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Have here up-swarm'd them.
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Good my Lord of Lancaster,
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I am not here against your father's peace;
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But, as I told my lord of Westmoreland,
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The time misorder'd doth, in common sense,
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Crowd us and crush us to this monstrous form,
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To hold our safety up. I sent your grace
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The parcels and particulars of our grief,
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The which hath been with scorn shoved from the court,
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Whereon this Hydra son of war is born;
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Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleep
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With grant of our most just and right desires,
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And true obedience, of this madness cured,
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Stoop tamely to the foot of majesty.
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If not, we ready are to try our fortunes
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To the last man.
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And though we here fall down,
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We have supplies to second our attempt:
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If they miscarry, theirs shall second them;
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And so success of mischief shall be born
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And heir from heir shall hold this quarrel up
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Whiles England shall have generation.
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You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow,
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To sound the bottom of the after-times.
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Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly
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How far forth you do like their articles.
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I like them all, and do allow them well,
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And swear here, by the honour of my blood,
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My father's purposes have been mistook,
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And some about him have too lavishly
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Wrested his meaning and authority.
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My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd;
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Upon my soul, they shall. If this may please you,
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Discharge your powers unto their several counties,
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As we will ours: and here between the armies
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Let's drink together friendly and embrace,
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That all their eyes may bear those tokens home
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Of our restored love and amity.
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I take your princely word for these redresses.
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I give it you, and will maintain my word:
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And thereupon I drink unto your grace.
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Go, captain, and deliver to the army
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This news of peace: let them have pay, and part:
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I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain.
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Exit Officer

To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland.
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I pledge your grace; and, if you knew what pains
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I have bestow'd to breed this present peace,
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You would drink freely: but my love to ye
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Shall show itself more openly hereafter.
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I do not doubt you.
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I am glad of it.
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Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray.
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You wish me health in very happy season;
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For I am, on the sudden, something ill.
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Against ill chances men are ever merry;
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But heaviness foreruns the good event.
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Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow
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Serves to say thus, 'some good thing comes
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Believe me, I am passing light in spirit.
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So much the worse, if your own rule be true.
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Shouts within

The word of peace is render'd: hark, how they shout!
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This had been cheerful after victory.
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A peace is of the nature of a conquest;
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For then both parties nobly are subdued,
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And neither party loser.
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Go, my lord,
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And let our army be discharged too.
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And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains
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March, by us, that we may peruse the men
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We should have coped withal.
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Go, good Lord Hastings,
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And, ere they be dismissed, let them march by.
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I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together.
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Now, cousin, wherefore stands our army still?
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The leaders, having charge from you to stand,
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Will not go off until they hear you speak.
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They know their duties.
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My lord, our army is dispersed already;
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Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses
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East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up,
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Each hurries toward his home and sporting-place.
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Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the which
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I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason:
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And you, lord archbishop, and you, Lord Mowbray,
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Of capitol treason I attach you both.
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Is this proceeding just and honourable?
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Is your assembly so?
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Will you thus break your faith?
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I pawn'd thee none:
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I promised you redress of these same grievances
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Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour,
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I will perform with a most Christian care.
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But for you, rebels, look to taste the due
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Meet for rebellion and such acts as yours.
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Most shallowly did you these arms commence,
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Fondly brought here and foolishly sent hence.
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Strike up our drums, pursue the scatter'd stray:
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God, and not we, hath safely fought to-day.
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Some guard these traitors to the block of death,
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Treason's true bed and yielder up of breath.
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SCENE III. Another part of the forest.

Scene 3 of Act 4 takes place in a room in the palace. King Henry IV is lying in his bed, surrounded by his attendants. His son, Prince Hal, enters the room and tries to comfort his father, who is suffering from a serious illness. The king is delirious and keeps talking about his regrets, his enemies, and his fear of death.

Prince Hal tries to reassure him, saying that he has already proved his courage in battle and that he will be a worthy king. However, the king is not convinced and accuses his son of being a traitor who will betray him once he is dead. Prince Hal is deeply hurt by these accusations and swears on his honor that he will be a loyal and just king.

The Archbishop of Canterbury and the Bishop of Ely enter the room and try to persuade the king to rest and not worry about politics. They also inform him that his enemies, the rebels led by the Earl of Northumberland, have been defeated and that peace has been restored to the kingdom.

The king is relieved but also saddened by the news, as he realizes that his reign is coming to an end. He asks for forgiveness from his son and blesses him, telling him to be a good king and to maintain the unity of the realm. He then falls asleep, and the prince and his attendants leave the room, leaving the king alone with his thoughts and his approaching death.

Alarum. Excursions. Enter FALSTAFF and COLEVILE, meeting

What's your name, sir? of what condition are you,
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and of what place, I pray?
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I am a knight, sir, and my name is Colevile of the dale.
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Well, then, Colevile is your name, a knight is your
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degree, and your place the dale: Colevile shall be
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still your name, a traitor your degree, and the
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dungeon your place, a place deep enough; so shall
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you be still Colevile of the dale.
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Are not you Sir John Falstaff?
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As good a man as he, sir, whoe'er I am. Do ye
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yield, sir? or shall I sweat for you? if I do
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sweat, they are the drops of thy lovers, and they
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weep for thy death: therefore rouse up fear and
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trembling, and do observance to my mercy.
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I think you are Sir John Falstaff, and in that
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thought yield me.
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I have a whole school of tongues in this belly of
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mine, and not a tongue of them all speaks any other
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word but my name. An I had but a belly of any
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indifference, I were simply the most active fellow
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in Europe: my womb, my womb, my womb, undoes me.
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Here comes our general.
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The heat is past; follow no further now:
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Call in the powers, good cousin Westmoreland.
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Now, Falstaff, where have you been all this while?
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When every thing is ended, then you come:
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These tardy tricks of yours will, on my life,
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One time or other break some gallows' back.
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I would be sorry, my lord, but it should be thus: I
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never knew yet but rebuke and cheque was the reward
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of valour. Do you think me a swallow, an arrow, or a
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bullet? have I, in my poor and old motion, the
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expedition of thought? I have speeded hither with
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the very extremest inch of possibility; I have
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foundered nine score and odd posts: and here,
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travel-tainted as I am, have in my pure and
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immaculate valour, taken Sir John Colevile of the
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dale, a most furious knight and valorous enemy.
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But what of that? he saw me, and yielded; that I
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may justly say, with the hook-nosed fellow of Rome,
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'I came, saw, and overcame.'
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It was more of his courtesy than your deserving.
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I know not: here he is, and here I yield him: and
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I beseech your grace, let it be booked with the
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rest of this day's deeds; or, by the Lord, I will
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have it in a particular ballad else, with mine own
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picture on the top on't, Colevile kissing my foot:
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to the which course if I be enforced, if you do not
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all show like gilt twopences to me, and I in the
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clear sky of fame o'ershine you as much as the full
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moon doth the cinders of the element, which show
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like pins' heads to her, believe not the word of
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the noble: therefore let me have right, and let
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desert mount.
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Thine's too heavy to mount.
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Let it shine, then.
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Thine's too thick to shine.
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Let it do something, my good lord, that may do me
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good, and call it what you will.
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Is thy name Colevile?
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It is, my lord.
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A famous rebel art thou, Colevile.
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And a famous true subject took him.
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I am, my lord, but as my betters are
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That led me hither: had they been ruled by me,
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You should have won them dearer than you have.
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I know not how they sold themselves: but thou, like
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a kind fellow, gavest thyself away gratis; and I
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thank thee for thee.
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Now, have you left pursuit?
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Retreat is made and execution stay'd.
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Send Colevile with his confederates
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To York, to present execution:
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Blunt, lead him hence; and see you guard him sure.
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And now dispatch we toward the court, my lords:
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I hear the king my father is sore sick:
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Our news shall go before us to his majesty,
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Which, cousin, you shall bear to comfort him,
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And we with sober speed will follow you.
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My lord, I beseech you, give me leave to go
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Through Gloucestershire: and, when you come to court,
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Stand my good lord, pray, in your good report.
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Fare you well, Falstaff: I, in my condition,
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Shall better speak of you than you deserve.
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Exeunt all but Falstaff

I would you had but the wit: 'twere better than
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your dukedom. Good faith, this same young sober-
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blooded boy doth not love me; nor a man cannot make
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him laugh; but that's no marvel, he drinks no wine.
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There's never none of these demure boys come to any
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proof; for thin drink doth so over-cool their blood,
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and making many fish-meals, that they fall into a
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kind of male green-sickness; and then when they
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marry, they get wenches: they are generally fools
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and cowards; which some of us should be too, but for
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inflammation. A good sherris sack hath a two-fold
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operation in it. It ascends me into the brain;
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dries me there all the foolish and dull and curdy
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vapours which environ it; makes it apprehensive,
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quick, forgetive, full of nimble fiery and
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delectable shapes, which, delivered o'er to the
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voice, the tongue, which is the birth, becomes
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excellent wit. The second property of your
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excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood;
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which, before cold and settled, left the liver
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white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity
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and cowardice; but the sherris warms it and makes
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it course from the inwards to the parts extreme:
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it illumineth the face, which as a beacon gives
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warning to all the rest of this little kingdom,
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man, to arm; and then the vital commoners and
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inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain,
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the heart, who, great and puffed up with this
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retinue, doth any deed of courage; and this valour
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comes of sherris. So that skill in the weapon is
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nothing without sack, for that sets it a-work; and
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learning a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil, till
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sack commences it and sets it in act and use.
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Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant; for
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the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his
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father, he hath, like lean, sterile and bare land,
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manured, husbanded and tilled with excellent
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endeavour of drinking good and good store of fertile
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sherris, that he is become very hot and valiant. If
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I had a thousand sons, the first humane principle I
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would teach them should be, to forswear thin
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potations and to addict themselves to sack.
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How now Bardolph?
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The army is discharged all and gone.
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Let them go. I'll through Gloucestershire; and
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there will I visit Master Robert Shallow, esquire:
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I have him already tempering between my finger and
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my thumb, and shortly will I seal with him. Come away.
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SCENE IV. Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.

Scene 4 of Act 4 of Henry IV, Part 2 takes place in Westminster. The Archbishop of York and Lord Hastings are discussing the state of affairs in England. The Archbishop is worried that the country is in turmoil and that the people are unhappy. Hastings agrees, saying that the king's illness has caused a great deal of uncertainty among the people.

The Archbishop then suggests that they should send a message to the king's son, Prince Hal, who is currently on campaign in France. They hope that the prince will be able to return to England and restore order. Hastings agrees and they both decide to write a letter to the prince.

As they are writing the letter, they are interrupted by a messenger who brings news that the king has died. The Archbishop is shocked and saddened by the news, and he fears that the country will fall into chaos without a strong leader. Hastings suggests that they should send a message to the prince immediately, and the Archbishop agrees.

They finish writing the letter and send it off with the messenger. The Archbishop then laments the state of affairs in England and wonders what will become of the country. Hastings tries to reassure him, saying that they still have a chance to restore order with the help of the prince. The scene ends with the two men discussing the uncertain future of England.

Enter KING HENRY IV, the Princes Thomas of CLARENCE and Humphrey of GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others

Now, lords, if God doth give successful end
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To this debate that bleedeth at our doors,
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We will our youth lead on to higher fields
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And draw no swords but what are sanctified.
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Our navy is address'd, our power collected,
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Our substitutes in absence well invested,
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And every thing lies level to our wish:
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Only, we want a little personal strength;
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And pause us, till these rebels, now afoot,
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Come underneath the yoke of government.
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Both which we doubt not but your majesty
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Shall soon enjoy.
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Humphrey, my son of Gloucester,
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Where is the prince your brother?
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I think he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor.
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And how accompanied?
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I do not know, my lord.
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Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him?
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No, my good lord; he is in presence here.
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What would my lord and father?
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Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Clarence.
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How chance thou art not with the prince thy brother?
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He loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas;
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Thou hast a better place in his affection
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Than all thy brothers: cherish it, my boy,
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And noble offices thou mayst effect
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Of mediation, after I am dead,
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Between his greatness and thy other brethren:
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Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love,
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Nor lose the good advantage of his grace
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By seeming cold or careless of his will;
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For he is gracious, if he be observed:
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He hath a tear for pity and a hand
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Open as day for melting charity:
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Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint,
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As humorous as winter and as sudden
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As flaws congealed in the spring of day.
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His temper, therefore, must be well observed:
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Chide him for faults, and do it reverently,
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When thou perceive his blood inclined to mirth;
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But, being moody, give him line and scope,
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Till that his passions, like a whale on ground,
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Confound themselves with working. Learn this, Thomas,
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And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends,
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A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers in,
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That the united vessel of their blood,
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Mingled with venom of suggestion--
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As, force perforce, the age will pour it in--
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Shall never leak, though it do work as strong
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As aconitum or rash gunpowder.
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I shall observe him with all care and love.
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Why art thou not at Windsor with him, Thomas?
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He is not there to-day; he dines in London.
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And how accompanied? canst thou tell that?
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With Poins, and other his continual followers.
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Most subject is the fattest soil to weeds;
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And he, the noble image of my youth,
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Is overspread with them: therefore my grief
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Stretches itself beyond the hour of death:
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The blood weeps from my heart when I do shape
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In forms imaginary the unguided days
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And rotten times that you shall look upon
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When I am sleeping with my ancestors.
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For when his headstrong riot hath no curb,
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When rage and hot blood are his counsellors,
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When means and lavish manners meet together,
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O, with what wings shall his affections fly
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Towards fronting peril and opposed decay!
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My gracious lord, you look beyond him quite:
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The prince but studies his companions
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Like a strange tongue, wherein, to gain the language,
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'Tis needful that the most immodest word
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Be look'd upon and learn'd; which once attain'd,
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Your highness knows, comes to no further use
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But to be known and hated. So, like gross terms,
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The prince will in the perfectness of time
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Cast off his followers; and their memory
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Shall as a pattern or a measure live,
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By which his grace must mete the lives of others,
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Turning past evils to advantages.
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'Tis seldom when the bee doth leave her comb
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In the dead carrion.
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Who's here? Westmoreland?
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Health to my sovereign, and new happiness
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Added to that that I am to deliver!
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Prince John your son doth kiss your grace's hand:
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Mowbray, the Bishop Scroop, Hastings and all
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Are brought to the correction of your law;
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There is not now a rebel's sword unsheath'd
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But peace puts forth her olive every where.
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The manner how this action hath been borne
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Here at more leisure may your highness read,
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With every course in his particular.
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O Westmoreland, thou art a summer bird,
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Which ever in the haunch of winter sings
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The lifting up of day.
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Look, here's more news.
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From enemies heaven keep your majesty;
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And, when they stand against you, may they fall
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As those that I am come to tell you of!
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The Earl Northumberland and the Lord Bardolph,
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With a great power of English and of Scots
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Are by the sheriff of Yorkshire overthrown:
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The manner and true order of the fight
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This packet, please it you, contains at large.
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And wherefore should these good news make me sick?
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Will fortune never come with both hands full,
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But write her fair words still in foulest letters?
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She either gives a stomach and no food;
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Such are the poor, in health; or else a feast
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And takes away the stomach; such are the rich,
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That have abundance and enjoy it not.
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I should rejoice now at this happy news;
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And now my sight fails, and my brain is giddy:
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O me! come near me; now I am much ill.
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Comfort, your majesty!
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O my royal father!
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My sovereign lord, cheer up yourself, look up.
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Be patient, princes; you do know, these fits
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Are with his highness very ordinary.
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Stand from him. Give him air; he'll straight be well.
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No, no, he cannot long hold out these pangs:
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The incessant care and labour of his mind
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Hath wrought the mure that should confine it in
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So thin that life looks through and will break out.
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The people fear me; for they do observe
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Unfather'd heirs and loathly births of nature:
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The seasons change their manners, as the year
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Had found some months asleep and leap'd them over.
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The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between;
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And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
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Say it did so a little time before
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That our great-grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died.
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Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers.
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This apoplexy will certain be his end.
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I pray you, take me up, and bear me hence
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Into some other chamber: softly, pray.
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SCENE V. Another chamber.

Scene 5 of Act 4 of Henry IV, Part 2 is set in a room in Westminster Palace. The scene begins with King Henry IV, who is very ill, discussing his concerns about his son, Prince Hal, with his younger son, Prince John. The king is worried that Hal will not be a good ruler and that his reign will be disastrous for England. John tries to reassure his father that Hal will be a good king.

Just then, Hal enters the room and the king confronts him about his past behavior, reminding him of his wild and reckless youth. Hal responds by promising to be a responsible ruler and to make his father proud. The king is pleased with Hal's response and gives him his blessing.

The scene ends with the king's attendants entering the room to attend to him, and Hal and John leaving to prepare for the upcoming battle against the rebels.

KING HENRY IV lying on a bed: CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, WARWICK, and others in attendance

Let there be no noise made, my gentle friends;
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Unless some dull and favourable hand
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Will whisper music to my weary spirit.
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Call for the music in the other room.
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Set me the crown upon my pillow here.
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His eye is hollow, and he changes much.
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Less noise, less noise!
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Who saw the Duke of Clarence?
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I am here, brother, full of heaviness.
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How now! rain within doors, and none abroad!
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How doth the king?
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Exceeding ill.
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Heard he the good news yet?
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Tell it him.
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He alter'd much upon the hearing it.
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If he be sick with joy, he'll recover without physic.
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Not so much noise, my lords: sweet prince,
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speak low;
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The king your father is disposed to sleep.
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Let us withdraw into the other room.
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Will't please your grace to go along with us?
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No; I will sit and watch here by the king.
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Why doth the crown lie there upon his pillow,
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Being so troublesome a bedfellow?
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O polish'd perturbation! golden care!
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That keep'st the ports of slumber open wide
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To many a watchful night! sleep with it now!
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Yet not so sound and half so deeply sweet
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As he whose brow with homely biggen bound
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Snores out the watch of night. O majesty!
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When thou dost pinch thy bearer, thou dost sit
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Like a rich armour worn in heat of day,
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That scalds with safety. By his gates of breath
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There lies a downy feather which stirs not:
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Did he suspire, that light and weightless down
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Perforce must move. My gracious lord! my father!
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This sleep is sound indeed, this is a sleep
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That from this golden rigol hath divorced
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So many English kings. Thy due from me
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Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood,
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Which nature, love, and filial tenderness,
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Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously:
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My due from thee is this imperial crown,
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Which, as immediate as thy place and blood,
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Derives itself to me. Lo, here it sits,
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Which God shall guard: and put the world's whole strength
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Into one giant arm, it shall not force
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This lineal honour from me: this from thee
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Will I to mine leave, as 'tis left to me.
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Warwick! Gloucester! Clarence!
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Re-enter WARWICK, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest

Doth the king call?
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What would your majesty? How fares your grace?
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Why did you leave me here alone, my lords?
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We left the prince my brother here, my liege,
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Who undertook to sit and watch by you.
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The Prince of Wales! Where is he? let me see him:
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He is not here.
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This door is open; he is gone this way.
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He came not through the chamber where we stay'd.
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Where is the crown? who took it from my pillow?
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When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here.
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The prince hath ta'en it hence: go, seek him out.
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Is he so hasty that he doth suppose
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My sleep my death?
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Find him, my Lord of Warwick; chide him hither.
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This part of his conjoins with my disease,
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And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you are!
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How quickly nature falls into revolt
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When gold becomes her object!
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For this the foolish over-careful fathers
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Have broke their sleep with thoughts, their brains with care,
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Their bones with industry;
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For this they have engrossed and piled up
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The canker'd heaps of strange-achieved gold;
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For this they have been thoughtful to invest
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Their sons with arts and martial exercises:
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When, like the bee, culling from every flower
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The virtuous sweets,
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Our thighs pack'd with wax, our mouths with honey,
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We bring it to the hive, and, like the bees,
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Are murdered for our pains. This bitter taste
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Yield his engrossments to the ending father.
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Now, where is he that will not stay so long
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Till his friend sickness hath determined me?
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My lord, I found the prince in the next room,
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Washing with kindly tears his gentle cheeks,
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With such a deep demeanor in great sorrow
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That tyranny, which never quaff'd but blood,
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Would, by beholding him, have wash'd his knife
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With gentle eye-drops. He is coming hither.
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But wherefore did he take away the crown?
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Lo, where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry.
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Depart the chamber, leave us here alone.
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Exeunt WARWICK and the rest

I never thought to hear you speak again.
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Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought:
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I stay too long by thee, I weary thee.
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Dost thou so hunger for mine empty chair
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That thou wilt needs invest thee with my honours
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Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth!
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Thou seek'st the greatness that will o'erwhelm thee.
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Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity
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Is held from falling with so weak a wind
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That it will quickly drop: my day is dim.
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Thou hast stolen that which after some few hours
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Were thine without offence; and at my death
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Thou hast seal'd up my expectation:
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Thy life did manifest thou lovedst me not,
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And thou wilt have me die assured of it.
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Thou hidest a thousand daggers in thy thoughts,
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Which thou hast whetted on thy stony heart,
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To stab at half an hour of my life.
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What! canst thou not forbear me half an hour?
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Then get thee gone and dig my grave thyself,
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And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear
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That thou art crowned, not that I am dead.
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Let all the tears that should bedew my hearse
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Be drops of balm to sanctify thy head:
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Only compound me with forgotten dust
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Give that which gave thee life unto the worms.
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Pluck down my officers, break my decrees;
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For now a time is come to mock at form:
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Harry the Fifth is crown'd: up, vanity!
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Down, royal state! all you sage counsellors, hence!
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And to the English court assemble now,
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From every region, apes of idleness!
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Now, neighbour confines, purge you of your scum:
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Have you a ruffian that will swear, drink, dance,
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Revel the night, rob, murder, and commit
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The oldest sins the newest kind of ways?
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Be happy, he will trouble you no more;
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England shall double gild his treble guilt,
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England shall give him office, honour, might;
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For the fifth Harry from curb'd licence plucks
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The muzzle of restraint, and the wild dog
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Shall flesh his tooth on every innocent.
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O my poor kingdom, sick with civil blows!
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When that my care could not withhold thy riots,
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What wilt thou do when riot is thy care?
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O, thou wilt be a wilderness again,
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Peopled with wolves, thy old inhabitants!
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O, pardon me, my liege! but for my tears,
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The moist impediments unto my speech,
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I had forestall'd this dear and deep rebuke
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Ere you with grief had spoke and I had heard
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The course of it so far. There is your crown;
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And He that wears the crown immortally
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Long guard it yours! If I affect it more
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Than as your honour and as your renown,
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Let me no more from this obedience rise,
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Which my most inward true and duteous spirit
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Teacheth, this prostrate and exterior bending.
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God witness with me, when I here came in,
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And found no course of breath within your majesty,
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How cold it struck my heart! If I do feign,
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O, let me in my present wildness die
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And never live to show the incredulous world
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The noble change that I have purposed!
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Coming to look on you, thinking you dead,
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And dead almost, my liege, to think you were,
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I spake unto this crown as having sense,
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And thus upbraided it: 'The care on thee depending
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Hath fed upon the body of my father;
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Therefore, thou best of gold art worst of gold:
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Other, less fine in carat, is more precious,
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Preserving life in medicine potable;
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But thou, most fine, most honour'd: most renown'd,
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Hast eat thy bearer up.' Thus, my most royal liege,
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Accusing it, I put it on my head,
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To try with it, as with an enemy
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That had before my face murder'd my father,
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The quarrel of a true inheritor.
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But if it did infect my blood with joy,
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Or swell my thoughts to any strain of pride;
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If any rebel or vain spirit of mine
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Did with the least affection of a welcome
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Give entertainment to the might of it,
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Let God for ever keep it from my head
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And make me as the poorest vassal is
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That doth with awe and terror kneel to it!
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O my son,
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God put it in thy mind to take it hence,
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That thou mightst win the more thy father's love,
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Pleading so wisely in excuse of it!
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Come hither, Harry, sit thou by my bed;
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And hear, I think, the very latest counsel
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That ever I shall breathe. God knows, my son,
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By what by-paths and indirect crook'd ways
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I met this crown; and I myself know well
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How troublesome it sat upon my head.
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To thee it shall descend with bitter quiet,
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Better opinion, better confirmation;
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For all the soil of the achievement goes
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With me into the earth. It seem'd in me
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But as an honour snatch'd with boisterous hand,
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And I had many living to upbraid
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My gain of it by their assistances;
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Which daily grew to quarrel and to bloodshed,
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Wounding supposed peace: all these bold fears
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Thou see'st with peril I have answered;
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For all my reign hath been but as a scene
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Acting that argument: and now my death
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Changes the mode; for what in me was purchased,
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Falls upon thee in a more fairer sort;
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So thou the garland wear'st successively.
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Yet, though thou stand'st more sure than I could do,
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Thou art not firm enough, since griefs are green;
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And all my friends, which thou must make thy friends,
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Have but their stings and teeth newly ta'en out;
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By whose fell working I was first advanced
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And by whose power I well might lodge a fear
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To be again displaced: which to avoid,
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I cut them off; and had a purpose now
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To lead out many to the Holy Land,
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Lest rest and lying still might make them look
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Too near unto my state. Therefore, my Harry,
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Be it thy course to busy giddy minds
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With foreign quarrels; that action, hence borne out,
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May waste the memory of the former days.
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More would I, but my lungs are wasted so
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That strength of speech is utterly denied me.
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How I came by the crown, O God forgive;
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And grant it may with thee in true peace live!
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My gracious liege,
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You won it, wore it, kept it, gave it me;
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Then plain and right must my possession be:
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Which I with more than with a common pain
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'Gainst all the world will rightfully maintain.
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Enter Lord John of LANCASTER

Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster.
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Health, peace, and happiness to my royal father!
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Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John;
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But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown
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From this bare wither'd trunk: upon thy sight
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My worldly business makes a period.
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Where is my Lord of Warwick?
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My Lord of Warwick!
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Enter WARWICK, and others

Doth any name particular belong
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Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?
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'Tis call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord.
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Laud be to God! even there my life must end.
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It hath been prophesied to me many years,
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I should not die but in Jerusalem;
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Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land:
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But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie;
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In that Jerusalem shall Harry die.
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Act V

Act 5 of Henry IV, Part 2 is a dramatic and emotional conclusion to the play. The scene opens with King Henry IV on his deathbed, surrounded by his family and advisors. The king is gravely ill and everyone is aware that he is not long for this world. Despite his condition, Henry remains focused on the future of his kingdom, giving orders and making plans for the succession.

Meanwhile, his son Prince Hal, who is set to become the next king, is struggling with his own emotions. He is torn between his duty to his father and his desire to live a carefree life. Hal's friend Falstaff, who has been a comedic presence throughout the play, is also present in the scene. However, the mood is somber and Falstaff's antics are out of place.

As the king's condition worsens, Hal begins to realize the gravity of the situation. He knows that he must step up and become the leader his father has trained him to be. In a touching moment, Henry gives a fatherly blessing to his son, acknowledging the growth he has seen in him.

After the king's death, Hal is crowned as Henry V. He is immediately faced with the challenge of proving himself as a worthy ruler. He begins by rejecting Falstaff, who has been a bad influence on him in the past. This decision is a difficult one for Hal, as he still has affection for his old friend.

The play ends with Hal delivering a rousing speech to his troops, as they prepare to go to war against France. He asserts his authority and declares his determination to be a strong and just ruler. The final lines of the play are spoken by the chorus, who praises Henry V as a hero and a great king.

SCENE I. Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house.

In Scene 1 of Act 5, two characters engage in a conversation about the upcoming battle. They discuss the strengths and weaknesses of both sides and the potential outcomes of the fight. One character expresses concern about the safety of their leader, while the other is confident in their abilities to protect him. They also discuss the loyalty of their troops and the possibility of betrayal. As they continue to talk, they hear the sounds of trumpets signaling the start of the battle, and they prepare to join the fray.


By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away to-night.
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What, Davy, I say!
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You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.
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I will not excuse you; you shall not be excused;
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excuses shall not be admitted; there is no excuse
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shall serve; you shall not be excused. Why, Davy!
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Enter DAVY

Here, sir.
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Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy, let me see, Davy; let me
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see, Davy; let me see: yea, marry, William cook,
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bid him come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excused.
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Marry, sir, thus; those precepts cannot be served:
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and, again, sir, shall we sow the headland with wheat?
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With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook: are
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there no young pigeons?
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Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note for shoeing
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and plough-irons.
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Let it be cast and paid. Sir John, you shall not be excused.
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Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must need be
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had: and, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's
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wages, about the sack he lost the other day at
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Hinckley fair?
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A' shall answer it. Some pigeons, Davy, a couple
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of short-legged hens, a joint of mutton, and any
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pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook.
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Doth the man of war stay all night, sir?
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Yea, Davy. I will use him well: a friend i' the
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court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men
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well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves, and will backbite.
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No worse than they are backbitten, sir; for they
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have marvellous foul linen.
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Well conceited, Davy: about thy business, Davy.
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I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of
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Woncot against Clement Perkes of the hill.
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There is many complaints, Davy, against that Visor:
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that Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge.
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I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir; but
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yet, God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some
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countenance at his friend's request. An honest
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man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave
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is not. I have served your worship truly, sir,
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this eight years; and if I cannot once or twice in
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a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I
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have but a very little credit with your worship. The
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knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I
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beseech your worship, let him be countenanced.
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Go to; I say he shall have no wrong. Look about, Davy.
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Where are you, Sir John? Come, come, come, off
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with your boots. Give me your hand, Master Bardolph.
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I am glad to see your worship.
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I thank thee with all my heart, kind
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Master Bardolph: and welcome, my tall fellow.
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Come, Sir John.
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I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow.
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Bardolph, look to our horses.
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If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four
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dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master
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Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the
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semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his:
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they, by observing of him, do bear themselves like
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foolish justices; he, by conversing with them, is
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turned into a justice-like serving-man: their
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spirits are so married in conjunction with the
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participation of society that they flock together in
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consent, like so many wild-geese. If I had a suit
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to Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the
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imputation of being near their master: if to his
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men, I would curry with Master Shallow that no man
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could better command his servants. It is certain
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that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is
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caught, as men take diseases, one of another:
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therefore let men take heed of their company. I
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will devise matter enough out of this Shallow to
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keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing
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out of six fashions, which is four terms, or two
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actions, and a' shall laugh without intervallums. O,
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it is much that a lie with a slight oath and a jest
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with a sad brow will do with a fellow that never
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had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him
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laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up!
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(Within) Sir John!
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I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow.
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SCENE II. Westminster. The palace.

Scene 2 of Act 5 begins with King Henry IV lying on his deathbed. He is surrounded by his family and advisors, including his son Prince Hal, who will soon become King Henry V. The scene is filled with tension and sadness as everyone knows that the king's death is imminent.

King Henry IV is worried about the future of England and wonders if his son is ready to become the next king. He expresses his doubts to Prince Hal, who assures him that he is ready and will do everything in his power to be a good king.

The Archbishop of Canterbury enters the room and tells the king that he has received a message from the rebels. They are offering to make peace with the king and pledge their loyalty to him. King Henry IV is pleased to hear this news and asks the Archbishop to arrange a meeting with the rebels.

As the scene continues, King Henry IV's health continues to deteriorate. He becomes delirious and starts to talk about his regrets and the mistakes he has made as a king. Prince Hal tries to comfort him, but it is clear that the king is in a great deal of pain.

Finally, King Henry IV passes away, and Prince Hal becomes King Henry V. The scene ends with the new king mourning the loss of his father and vowing to be a just and fair ruler.

Enter WARWICK and the Lord Chief-Justice, meeting

How now, my lord chief-justice! whither away?
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Lord Chief-Justice
How doth the king?
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Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I hope, not dead.
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He's walk'd the way of nature;
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And to our purposes he lives no more.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I would his majesty had call'd me with him:
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The service that I truly did his life
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Hath left me open to all injuries.
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Indeed I think the young king loves you not.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I know he doth not, and do arm myself
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To welcome the condition of the time,
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Which cannot look more hideously upon me
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Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.
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Here come the heavy issue of dead Harry:
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O that the living Harry had the temper
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Of him, the worst of these three gentlemen!
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How many nobles then should hold their places
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That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort!
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Lord Chief-Justice
O God, I fear all will be overturn'd!
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Good morrow, cousin Warwick, good morrow.
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Good morrow, cousin.
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We meet like men that had forgot to speak.
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We do remember; but our argument
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Is all too heavy to admit much talk.
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Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Peace be with us, lest we be heavier!
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O, good my lord, you have lost a friend indeed;
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And I dare swear you borrow not that face
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Of seeming sorrow, it is sure your own.
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Though no man be assured what grace to find,
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You stand in coldest expectation:
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I am the sorrier; would 'twere otherwise.
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Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstaff fair;
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Which swims against your stream of quality.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Sweet princes, what I did, I did in honour,
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Led by the impartial conduct of my soul:
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And never shall you see that I will beg
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A ragged and forestall'd remission.
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If truth and upright innocency fail me,
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I'll to the king my master that is dead,
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And tell him who hath sent me after him.
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Here comes the prince.
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Enter KING HENRY V, attended

Lord Chief-Justice
Good morrow; and God save your majesty!
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This new and gorgeous garment, majesty,
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Sits not so easy on me as you think.
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Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear:
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This is the English, not the Turkish court;
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Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds,
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But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers,
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For, by my faith, it very well becomes you:
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Sorrow so royally in you appears
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That I will deeply put the fashion on
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And wear it in my heart: why then, be sad;
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But entertain no more of it, good brothers,
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Than a joint burden laid upon us all.
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For me, by heaven, I bid you be assured,
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I'll be your father and your brother too;
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Let me but bear your love, I 'll bear your cares:
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Yet weep that Harry's dead; and so will I;
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But Harry lives, that shall convert those tears
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By number into hours of happiness.
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We hope no other from your majesty.
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You all look strangely on me: and you most;
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You are, I think, assured I love you not.
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Lord Chief-Justice
I am assured, if I be measured rightly,
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Your majesty hath no just cause to hate me.
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How might a prince of my great hopes forget
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So great indignities you laid upon me?
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What! rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison
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The immediate heir of England! Was this easy?
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May this be wash'd in Lethe, and forgotten?
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Lord Chief-Justice
I then did use the person of your father;
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The image of his power lay then in me:
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And, in the administration of his law,
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Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth,
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Your highness pleased to forget my place,
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The majesty and power of law and justice,
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The image of the king whom I presented,
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And struck me in my very seat of judgment;
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Whereon, as an offender to your father,
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I gave bold way to my authority
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And did commit you. If the deed were ill,
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Be you contented, wearing now the garland,
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To have a son set your decrees at nought,
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To pluck down justice from your awful bench,
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To trip the course of law and blunt the sword
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That guards the peace and safety of your person;
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Nay, more, to spurn at your most royal image
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And mock your workings in a second body.
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Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;
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Be now the father and propose a son,
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Hear your own dignity so much profaned,
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See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,
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Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd;
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And then imagine me taking your part
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And in your power soft silencing your son:
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After this cold considerance, sentence me;
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And, as you are a king, speak in your state
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What I have done that misbecame my place,
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My person, or my liege's sovereignty.
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You are right, justice, and you weigh this well;
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Therefore still bear the balance and the sword:
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And I do wish your honours may increase,
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Till you do live to see a son of mine
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Offend you and obey you, as I did.
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So shall I live to speak my father's words:
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'Happy am I, that have a man so bold,
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That dares do justice on my proper son;
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And not less happy, having such a son,
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That would deliver up his greatness so
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Into the hands of justice.' You did commit me:
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For which, I do commit into your hand
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The unstained sword that you have used to bear;
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With this remembrance, that you use the same
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With the like bold, just and impartial spirit
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As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand.
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You shall be as a father to my youth:
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My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear,
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And I will stoop and humble my intents
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To your well-practised wise directions.
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And, princes all, believe me, I beseech you;
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My father is gone wild into his grave,
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For in his tomb lie my affections;
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And with his spirit sadly I survive,
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To mock the expectation of the world,
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To frustrate prophecies and to raze out
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Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down
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After my seeming. The tide of blood in me
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Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now:
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Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea,
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Where it shall mingle with the state of floods
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And flow henceforth in formal majesty.
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Now call we our high court of parliament:
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And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel,
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That the great body of our state may go
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In equal rank with the best govern'd nation;
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That war, or peace, or both at once, may be
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As things acquainted and familiar to us;
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In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.
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Our coronation done, we will accite,
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As I before remember'd, all our state:
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And, God consigning to my good intents,
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No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say,
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God shorten Harry's happy life one day!
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SCENE III. Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard.

Scene 3 of Act 5 begins with King Henry IV, who is suffering from an illness, reflecting on his past actions and the mistakes he has made as a ruler. He expresses regret for the way he treated his son, Prince Hal, and wishes he had been a better father to him.

Meanwhile, Prince Hal, who is now King Henry V, receives news that the rebels led by Sir John Falstaff have been defeated. He is initially elated, but soon learns that Falstaff has died in the battle. He is deeply saddened by this news and reflects on the friendship he once had with Falstaff, but ultimately accepts that his duty as king requires him to move on.

The scene ends with King Henry IV's death and Prince Hal's coronation as King Henry V. He vows to be a just and honorable ruler, and to make amends for the mistakes of his father's reign.


Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour,
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we will eat a last year's pippin of my own graffing,
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with a dish of caraways, and so forth: come,
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cousin Silence: and then to bed.
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'Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and a rich.
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Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all,
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Sir John: marry, good air. Spread, Davy; spread,
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Davy; well said, Davy.
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This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your
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serving-man and your husband.
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A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet,
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Sir John: by the mass, I have drunk too much sack
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at supper: a good varlet. Now sit down, now sit
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down: come, cousin.
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Ah, sirrah! quoth-a, we shall
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Do nothing but eat, and make good cheer,
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And praise God for the merry year;
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When flesh is cheap and females dear,
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And lusty lads roam here and there
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So merrily,
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And ever among so merrily.
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There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll
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give you a health for that anon.
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Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.
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Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon. most sweet
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sir, sit. Master page, good master page, sit.
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Proface! What you want in meat, we'll have in drink:
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but you must bear; the heart's all.
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Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my little soldier
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there, be merry.
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Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;
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For women are shrews, both short and tall:
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'Tis merry in hall when beards wag all,
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And welcome merry Shrove-tide.
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Be merry, be merry.
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I did not think Master Silence had been a man of
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this mettle.
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Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now.
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Re-enter DAVY

There's a dish of leather-coats for you.
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Your worship! I'll be with you straight.
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A cup of wine, sir?
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A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,
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And drink unto the leman mine;
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And a merry heart lives long-a.
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Well said, Master Silence.
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An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' the night.
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Health and long life to you, Master Silence.
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Fill the cup, and let it come;
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I'll pledge you a mile to the bottom.
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Honest Bardolph, welcome: if thou wantest any
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thing, and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.
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Welcome, my little tiny thief.
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And welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Master
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Bardolph, and to all the cavaleros about London.
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I hove to see London once ere I die.
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An I might see you there, Davy,--
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By the mass, you'll crack a quart together, ha!
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Will you not, Master Bardolph?
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Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.
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By God's liggens, I thank thee: the knave will
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stick by thee, I can assure thee that. A' will not
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out; he is true bred.
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And I'll stick by him, sir.
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Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing: be merry.
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Look who's at door there, ho! who knocks?
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Why, now you have done me right.
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To SILENCE, seeing him take off a bumper

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Do me right,
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And dub me knight: Samingo.
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Is't not so?
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'Tis so.
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Is't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.
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Re-enter DAVY

An't please your worship, there's one Pistol come
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from the court with news.
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From the court! let him come in.
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How now, Pistol!
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Sir John, God save you!
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What wind blew you hither, Pistol?
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Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweet
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knight, thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.
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By'r lady, I think a' be, but goodman Puff of Barson.
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Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!
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Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,
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And helter-skelter have I rode to thee,
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And tidings do I bring and lucky joys
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And golden times and happy news of price.
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I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of this world.
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A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
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I speak of Africa and golden joys.
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O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?
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Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.
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And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.
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Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?
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And shall good news be baffled?
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Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.
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Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.
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Why then, lament therefore.
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Give me pardon, sir: if, sir, you come with news
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from the court, I take it there's but two ways,
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either to utter them, or to conceal them. I am,
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sir, under the king, in some authority.
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Under which king, Besonian? speak, or die.
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Under King Harry.
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Harry the Fourth? or Fifth?
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Harry the Fourth.
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A foutre for thine office!
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Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is king;
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Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth:
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When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like
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The bragging Spaniard.
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What, is the old king dead?
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As nail in door: the things I speak are just.
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Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master Robert
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Shallow, choose what office thou wilt in the land,
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'tis thine. Pistol, I will double-charge thee with dignities.
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O joyful day!
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I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.
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What! I do bring good news.
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Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my
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Lord Shallow,--be what thou wilt; I am fortune's
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steward--get on thy boots: we'll ride all night.
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O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!
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Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal devise
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something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, Master
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Shallow: I know the young king is sick for me. Let
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us take any man's horses; the laws of England are at
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my commandment. Blessed are they that have been my
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friends; and woe to my lord chief-justice!
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Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!
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'Where is the life that late I led?' say they:
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Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days!
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SCENE IV. London. A street.

Scene 4 of Act 5 takes place in a room in Westminster Palace. King Henry IV, who is very ill, is attended by his sons, Prince Hal and Prince John, and some members of the court.

As Hal tries to comfort his father, the king expresses his regret for his past actions and his fear of dying. He also reveals his concern about the future of the kingdom, especially since Hal will soon become king.

Prince John then enters the room and informs the king that the rebels have been defeated and that their leader, the Archbishop of York, has been captured. The king is relieved to hear the news but still worries about the possibility of future uprisings.

Hal reassures his father that he will be a good king and promises to restore order and justice in the kingdom. The king is pleased to hear this and blesses his son, saying that he hopes Hal will be successful in his reign.

As the scene ends, the king falls into a fitful sleep, and his sons and attendants exit the room, leaving him to rest.

Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET

No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might
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die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast
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drawn my shoulder out of joint.
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First Beadle
The constables have delivered her over to me; and
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she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant
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her: there hath been a man or two lately killed about her.
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Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell
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thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an
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the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert
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better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou
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paper-faced villain.
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O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make
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this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the
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fruit of her womb miscarry!
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First Beadle
If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again;
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you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go
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with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol
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beat amongst you.
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I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I
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will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you
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blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner,
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if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles.
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First Beadle
Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.
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O God, that right should thus overcome might!
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Well, of sufferance comes ease.
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Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.
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Ay, come, you starved blood-hound.
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Goodman death, goodman bones!
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Thou atomy, thou!
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Come, you thin thing; come you rascal.
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First Beadle
Very well.
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SCENE V. A public place near Westminster Abbey.

Scene 5 of Act 5 of Henry IV, Part 2 takes place in the king's bedchamber. King Henry IV is gravely ill and his son, Prince Hal, enters the room. The prince is saddened by his father's condition and expresses his love and concern for him.

King Henry IV is touched by his son's words and tells him that he wishes he could see him become king before he dies. The king then falls into a fit of coughing and the prince calls for help.

As the attendants enter the room, King Henry IV asks for his crown to be brought to him. He places it on his head and then takes it off, giving it to Prince Hal. The king tells his son that he is now king and that he must rule wisely and justly.

King Henry IV then passes away, and Prince Hal is left alone with his grief. The prince reflects on his father's life and the weight of the crown that now rests on his own head.

The scene is a poignant moment between a father and son, as well as a pivotal moment in the play as Prince Hal becomes King Henry V. It highlights the themes of succession, duty, and the weight of power.

Enter two Grooms, strewing rushes

First Groom
More rushes, more rushes.
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Second Groom
The trumpets have sounded twice.
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First Groom
'Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the
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coronation: dispatch, dispatch.
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Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will
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make the king do you grace: I will leer upon him as
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a' comes by; and do but mark the countenance that he
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will give me.
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God bless thy lungs, good knight.
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Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. O, if I had had
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time to have made new liveries, I would have
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bestowed the thousand pound I borrowed of you. But
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'tis no matter; this poor show doth better: this
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doth infer the zeal I had to see him.
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It doth so.
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It shows my earnestness of affection,--
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It doth so.
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My devotion,--
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It doth, it doth, it doth.
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As it were, to ride day and night; and not to
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deliberate, not to remember, not to have patience
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to shift me,--
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It is best, certain.
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But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with
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desire to see him; thinking of nothing else,
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putting all affairs else in oblivion, as if there
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were nothing else to be done but to see him.
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'Tis 'semper idem,' for 'obsque hoc nihil est:'
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'tis all in every part.
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'Tis so, indeed.
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My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver,
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And make thee rage.
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Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts,
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Is in base durance and contagious prison;
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Haled thither
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By most mechanical and dirty hand:
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Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell
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Alecto's snake,
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For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.
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I will deliver her.
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Shouts within, and the trumpets sound

There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds.
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Enter KING HENRY V and his train, the Lord Chief- Justice among them

God save thy grace, King Hal! my royal Hal!
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The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp of fame!
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God save thee, my sweet boy!
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My lord chief-justice, speak to that vain man.
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Lord Chief-Justice
Have you your wits? know you what 'tis to speak?
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My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!
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I know thee not, old man: fall to thy prayers;
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How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!
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I have long dream'd of such a kind of man,
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So surfeit-swell'd, so old and so profane;
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But, being awaked, I do despise my dream.
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Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace;
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Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape
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For thee thrice wider than for other men.
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Reply not to me with a fool-born jest:
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Presume not that I am the thing I was;
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For God doth know, so shall the world perceive,
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That I have turn'd away my former self;
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So will I those that kept me company.
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When thou dost hear I am as I have been,
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Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,
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The tutor and the feeder of my riots:
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Till then, I banish thee, on pain of death,
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As I have done the rest of my misleaders,
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Not to come near our person by ten mile.
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For competence of life I will allow you,
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That lack of means enforce you not to evil:
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And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,
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We will, according to your strengths and qualities,
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Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my lord,
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To see perform'd the tenor of our word. Set on.
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Exeunt KING HENRY V, c

Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pound.
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Yea, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let me
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have home with me.
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That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you
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grieve at this; I shall be sent for in private to
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him: look you, he must seem thus to the world:
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fear not your advancements; I will be the man yet
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that shall make you great.
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I cannot well perceive how, unless you should give
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me your doublet and stuff me out with straw. I
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beseech you, good Sir John, let me have five hundred
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of my thousand.
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Sir, I will be as good as my word: this that you
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heard was but a colour.
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A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John.
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Fear no colours: go with me to dinner: come,
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Lieutenant Pistol; come, Bardolph: I shall be sent
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for soon at night.
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Re-enter Prince John of LANCASTER, the Lord Chief-Justice; Officers with them

Lord Chief-Justice
Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet:
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Take all his company along with him.
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My lord, my lord,--
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Lord Chief-Justice
I cannot now speak: I will hear you soon.
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Take them away.
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Si fortune me tormenta, spero contenta.
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Exeunt all but PRINCE JOHN and the Lord Chief-Justice

I like this fair proceeding of the king's:
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He hath intent his wonted followers
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Shall all be very well provided for;
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But all are banish'd till their conversations
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Appear more wise and modest to the world.
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Lord Chief-Justice
And so they are.
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The king hath call'd his parliament, my lord.
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Lord Chief-Justice
He hath.
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I will lay odds that, ere this year expire,
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We bear our civil swords and native fire
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As far as France: I heard a bird so sing,
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Whose music, to my thinking, pleased the king.
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Come, will you hence?
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