Henry IV, Part 1 (Folio 1 1623)
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The First Part of King Henry the Fourth.
¶We loue our people well; euen those we loue
¶And will they take the offer of our Grace:
¶Both he, and they, and you; yea euery man
2745Shall be my Friend againe, and Ile be his.
¶So tell your Cousin, and bring me word,
¶What he will do. But if he will not yeeld,
¶Rebuke and dread correction waite on vs,
¶And they shall do their Office. So bee gone,
2750We will not now be troubled with reply,
¶We offer faire, take it aduisedly.
¶
Exit Worcester. _
¶Prin. It will not be accepted, on my life,
¶The Dowglas and the Hotspurre both together,
2755Are confident against the world in Armes.
¶King. Hence therefore, euery Leader to his charge,
Exeunt.
¶
Manet Prince and Falstaffe.
¶Say thy prayers, and farewell.
¶Fal. I would it were bed time Hal, and all well.
¶Falst. 'Tis not due yet: I would bee loath to pay him
¶before his day. What neede I bee so forward with him,
¶that call's not on me? Well, 'tis no matter, Honor prickes
¶me on. But how if Honour pricke me off when I come
2770on? How then? Can Honour set too a legge? No: or an
¶arme? No: Or take away the greefe of a wound? No.
¶Honour hath no skill in Surgerie, then? No. What is Ho-
¶nour? A word. What is that word Honour? Ayre: A
¶trim reckoning. Who hath it? He that dy'de a Wednes-
2775day. Doth he feele it? No. Doth hee heare it? No. Is it
¶the liuing? No. Why? Detraction wil not suffer it, ther-
¶fore Ile none of it. Honour is a meere Scutcheon, and so
¶ends my Catechisme.
Exit.
2780
Scena Secunda.
¶
Enter Worcester, and Sir Richard Vernon.
¶The liberall kinde offer of the King.
2785Wor. Then we are all vndone.
¶The King would keepe his word in louing vs,
¶To punish this offence in others faults:
¶Will haue a wilde tricke of his Ancestors:
¶Looke how he can, or sad or merrily,
2795Interpretation will misquote our lookes,
¶It hath the excuse of youth, and heate of blood,
2800And an adopted name of Ptiuiledge,
¶A haire-brain'd Hotspurre, gouern'd by a Spleene:
¶All his offences liue vpon my head,
¶And on his Fathers. We did traine him on,
¶And his corruption being tane from vs,
2805We as the Spring of all, shall pay for all:
¶Therefore good Cousin, let not Harry know
¶In any case, the offer of the King.
¶Heere comes your Cosin.
2810
Enter Hotspurre.
¶Hot. My Vnkle is return'd,
¶Deliuer vp my Lord of Westmerland.
¶Vnkle, what newe-?
¶
Exit Dowglas.
2820Hot. Did you begge any? God forbid.
¶Wor. I told him gently of our greeuances,
¶Of his Oath-breaking: which he mended thus,
¶He cals vs Rebels, Traitors, and will scourge
2825With haughty armes, this hatefull name in vs.
¶
Enter Dowglas.
¶Dow. Arme Gentlemen, to Armes, for I haue thrown
¶A braue defiance in King Henries teeth:
¶And Westmerland that was ingag'd did beare it,
2830Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.
¶And Nephew, challeng'd you to single fight.
¶Hot. O, would the quarrell lay vpon our heads,
¶And that no man might draw short breath to day,
2835But I and Harry Monmouth. Tell me, tell mee,
¶How shew'd his Talking? Seem'd it in contempt?
¶Ver. No, by my Soule: I neuer in my life
¶Did heare a Challenge vrg'd more modestly,
2840To gentle exercise, and proofe of Armes.
¶He gaue you all the Duties of a Man,
¶Trimm'd vp your praises with a Princely tongue,
¶Spoke your deseruings like a Chronicle,
¶Making you euer better then his praise,
¶And which became him like a Prince indeed,
¶And chid his Trewant youth with such a Grace,
2850Of teaching, and of learning instantly:
¶There did he pause. But let me tell the World,
¶If he out-liue the enuie of this day,
¶On his Follies: neuer did I heare
¶Of any Prince so wilde at Liberty.
¶But be he as he will, yet once ere night,
¶I will imbrace him with a Souldiers arme,
¶Arme, arme with speed. And Fellow's, Soldiers, Friends,
¶Better consider what you haue to do,
¶That I that haue not well the gift of Tongue,
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