Henry IV, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1598).
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Henry the fourth.
2555There lies a dowlny feather which stirs not,
¶Perforce must moue my gracious lord my father:
¶That from this golden Rigoll hath diuorst
2560So many English Kings, thy deaw from me,
¶Is teares and heauy sorowes of the blood,
¶Shall (O deare father) pay thee plenteously:
¶My due from thee is this imperiall Crowne,
2565Which as immediate from thy place and blood,
¶Into one giant arme, it shal not force,
¶This lineal honor from me, this from thee
2570Will I to mine leaue, as tis left to me.
exit.
¶
Enter Warwicke, Gloucester, Clarence.
¶Clar. Doth the King cal?
¶King Why did you leaue me here alone, my lords?
¶Cla. We left the prince my brother here my liege, who vn-
¶dertooke to sit and watch by you.
2580.1is not here.
¶War. This doore is open, he is gone this way.
2585King Where is the Crowne? who took it from my pillow?
¶War. When we withdrew, my liege, we left it here.
¶Finde him, my lord of Warwicke, chide him hither.
¶How quickly nature falls into reuolt,
¶When gold becomes her obiect?
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