Henry IV, Part 1 (Folio 1 1623)
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The First Part of King Henry the Fourth.
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¶The speciall head of all the Land together:
¶The Prince of Wales, Lord Iohn of Lancaster,
¶The Noble Westmerland, and warlike Blunt;
2620And many moe Corriuals, and deare men
¶Of estimation, and command in Armes.
2625For if Lord Percy thriue not, ere the King
¶For he hath heard of our Confederacie,
2630To other Friends: and so farewell, Sir Michell.
Exeunt.
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Actus Quintus. Scena Prima.
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Enter the King, Prince of Wales, Lord Iohn of Lancaster,
2635King. How bloodily the Sunne begins to peere
¶Aboue yon busky hill: the day lookes pale
¶At his distemperature.
¶Prin. The Southerne winde
¶Doth play the Trumpet to his purposes,
2640And by his hollow whistling in the Leaues,
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The Trumpet sounds.
2645
Enter Worcester.
¶As now we meet. You haue deceiu'd our trust,
¶And made vs doffe our easie Robes of Peace,
2650To crush our old limbes in vngentle Steele:
¶This is not well, my Lord, this is not well.
¶What say you to it? Will you againe vnknit
¶This churlish knot of all-abhorred Warre?
¶And moue in that obedient Orbe againe,
2655Where you did giue a faire and naturall light,
¶And be no more an exhall'd Meteor,
¶A prodigie of Feare, and a Portent
¶Of broached Mischeefe, to the vnborne Times?
¶Wor. Heare me, my Liege:
2660For mine owne part, I could be well content
¶To entertaine the Lagge-end of my life
¶With quiet houres: For I do protest,
2665Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
¶Prin. Peace, Chewet, peace.
¶Of Fauour, from my Selfe, and all our House;
¶And yet I must remember you my Lord,
¶For you, my staffe of Office did I breake
¶In Richards time, and poasted day and night
¶When yet you were in place, and in account
¶It was my Selfe, my Brother, and his Sonne,
¶That brought you home, and boldly did out-dare
¶The danger of the time. You swore to vs,
¶Nor claime no further, then your new-falne right,
¶It rain'd downe Fortune showring on your head,
¶What with our helpe, what with the absent King.
¶What with the iniuries of wanton time,
¶And the contrarious Windes that held the King
2690So long in the vnlucky Irish Warres,
¶That all in England did repute him dead:
¶And from this swarme of faire aduantages,
¶You tooke occasion to be quickly woo'd,
¶To gripe the generall sway into your hand,
2695Forgot your Oath to vs at Doncaster,
¶And being fed by vs, you vs'd vs so,
¶As that vngentle gull the Cuckowes Bird,
¶Grew by our Feeding, to so great a bulke,
¶For feare of swallowing: But with nimble wing
¶By vnkinde vsage, dangerous countenance,
¶And violation of all faith and troth
¶Sworne to vs in yonger enterprize.
¶To face the Garment of Rebellion
¶Of fickle Changelings, and poore Discontents,
¶Which gape, and rub the Elbow at the newes
2715Of hurly burly Innouation:
¶And neuer yet did Insurrection want
¶Such water-colours, to impaint his cause:
¶Nor moody Beggars, staruing for a time
¶Of pell-mell hauocke, and confusion.
¶Shall pay full dearely for this encounter,
¶If once they ioyne in triall. Tell your Nephew,
¶The Prince of Wales doth ioyne with all the world
¶In praise of Henry Percie: By my Hopes,
¶I do not thinke a brauer Gentleman,
¶More actiue, valiant, or more valiant yong,
¶More daring, or more bold, is now aliue,
¶To grace this latter Age with Noble deeds.
¶I haue a Truant beene to Chiualry,
¶And so I heare, he doth account me too:
¶Yet this before my Fathers Maiesty,
¶I am content that he shall take the oddes
2735Of his great name and estimation,
¶Try fortune with him, in a Single Fight.
¶Albeit, considerations infinite
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