Henry IV, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1598).
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¶If truth and vpright innocencie faile me.
2925Ile to the King my maister that is dead,
¶And tell him who hath sent me after him.
Enter the Prince
and Blunt
¶War. Here comes the Prince.
¶Not Amurath an Amurath succeedes,
2935But Harry Harry: yet be sad, good brothers,
¶For by my faith it very well becomes you:
¶Sorrow so royally in you appeares,
¶That I will deeply put the fashion on,
¶And weare it in my heart: why then be sad,
2940But entertaine no more of it, good brothers,
¶Then a ioynt burden layd vpon vs all,
¶Ile be your father, and your brother too,
¶Let me but beare your loue, Ile beare your cares:
2945Yet weepe that Harries dead, and so will I,
¶Prince No? how might a prince of my great hopes forget,
¶So great indignities you laid vpon me?
¶Th'immediate heire of England? was this easie?
¶May this be washt in lethy and forgotten?
¶The image of his power lay then in me,
2960And in th'administration of his law,
Whiles
