Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 0, 1598)
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of Henry the fourth.
525By heauen me thinkes it were an easie leape,
¶To plucke bright honor from the palefac't moone,
¶Or diue into the bottome of the deepe,
¶Where fadome line could neuer touch the ground,
¶And plucke vp drowned honor by the locks,
530So he that doth redeeme her thence might weare
¶Without corriuall all her dignities,
¶But out vpon this halfe fac't fellowship.
¶Wor. He apprehends a world of figures here,
¶But not the forme of what he should attend,
535Good coosen giue me audience for a while.
¶Hot. I cry you mercy.
540Hot. Ile keepe them all;
¶By God he shal not haue a Scot of them,
¶Ile keepe them by this hand.
545And lend no eare vnto my purposes:
¶Hot. Nay I wil, thats flat:
¶Forbad my tongue to speake of Mortimer,
550But I wil find him when he lies asleepe,
¶And in his eare ile hollow Mortimer:
¶Nothing but Mortimer, and giue it him
¶To keepe his anger stil in motion.
¶Saue how to gall and pinch this Bullingbrooke,
¶But that I thinke his father loues him not,
¶I would haue him poisoned with a pot of ale.
¶when you are better temperd to attend.
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