Henry IV, Part 1 (Modern)

 2631[5.1]
Enter King, Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster, 2633Sir Walter Blunt, [and] Falstaff.
1.12635King
 How bloodily the sun begins to peer
1.22636Above yon bulky hill! The day looks pale
1.32637At his distemperature.
 2638Prince
 At his distemperature.  The southern wind
1.42639Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
1.52640And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
1.62641Foretells a tempest and a blustering day.
1.72642King
 Then with the losers let it sympathize,
1.82643For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
1.8.12644The trumpet sounds. Enter Worcester [and Vernon].
1.92646King
 How now, my lord of Worcester? 'Tis not well
1.102647That you and I should meet upon such terms
1.112648As now we meet. You have deceived our trust,
1.122649And made us doff our easy robes of peace
1.132650To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel.
1.142651This is not well, my lord, this is not well.
1.152652What say you to it? Will you again unknit
1.162653This churlish knot of all-abhorrèd war,
1.172654And move in that obedient orb again
1.182655Where you did give a fair and natural light,
1.192656And be no more an exhaled meteor,
1.202657A prodigy of fear, and a portent
1.212658Of broachèd mischief to the unborn times?
1.222659Worcester
 Hear me, my liege:
1.232660For mine own part, I could be well content
1.242661To entertain the lag-end of my life
1.252662With quiet hours; for I protest,
1.262663I have not sought the day of this dislike.
1.272664King
 You have not sought it? How comes it, then?
1.282665Falstaff
 Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
1.292666Prince
 Peace, chewet, peace!
1.302667Worcester
 It pleased your majesty to turn your looks
1.312668Of favor from myself and all our house;
1.322669And yet I must remember you, my lord,
1.332670We were the first and dearest of your friends.
1.342671For you my staff of office did I break
1.352672In Richard's time, and posted day and night
1.362673To meet you on the way and kiss your hand
1.372674When yet you were in place and in account
1.382675Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.
1.392676It was myself, my brother, and his son
1.402677That brought you home, and boldly did outdare
1.412678The dangers of the time. You swore to us,
1.422679And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,
1.432680That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state,
1.442681Nor claim no further than your new-fallen right,
1.452682The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:
1.462683To this we swore our aid. But in short space
1.472684It rained down fortune showering on your head,
1.482685And such a flood of greatness fell on you,
1.492686What with our help, what with the absent king,
1.502687What with the injuries of a wanton time,
1.512688The seeming sufferances that you had borne,
1.522689And the contrarious winds that held the king
1.532690So long in his unlucky Irish wars
1.542691That all in England did repute him dead;
1.552692And from this swarm of fair advantages
1.562693You took occasion to be quickly wooed
1.572694To gripe the general sway into your hand,
1.582695Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster,
1.592696And being fed by us, you used us so
1.602697As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,
1.612698Useth the sparrow -- did oppress our nest,
1.622699Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk
1.632700That even our love durst not come near your sight
1.642701For fear of swallowing. But with nimble wing
1.652702We were enforced for safety sake to fly
1.662703Out of your sight, and raise this present head,
1.672704Whereby we stand opposèd by such means
1.682705As you yourself have forged against yourself,
1.692706By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
1.702707And violation of all faith and troth
1.712708Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.
1.722709King
 These things indeed you have articulate,
1.732710Proclaimed at market crosses, read in churches,
1.742711To face the garment of rebellion
1.752712With some fine color that may please the eye
1.762713Of fickle changelings and poor discontents,
1.772714Which gape and rub the elbow at the news
1.782715Of hurly-burly innovation;
1.792716And never yet did insurrection want
1.802717Such water-colors to impaint his cause,
1.812718Nor moody beggars starving for a time
1.822719Of pell-mell havoc and confusion.
1.832720Prince
 In both your armies there is many a soul
1.842721Shall pay full dearly for this encounter
1.852722If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew
1.862723The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
1.872724In praise of Henry Percy. By my hopes,
1.882725This present enterprise set off his head,
1.892726I do not think a braver gentleman,
1.902727More active-valiant or more valiant-young,
1.912728More daring, or more bold, is now alive
1.922729To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
1.932730For my part -- I may speak it to my shame --
1.942731I have a truant been to chivalry,
1.952732And so I hear he doth account me too.
1.962733Yet this, before my father's majesty:
1.972734I am content that he shall take the odds
1.982735Of his great name and estimation,
1.992736And will, to save the blood on either side,
1.1002737Try fortune with him in a single fight.
1.1012738King
 And, Prince of Wales, so dare we venture thee,
1.1022739Albeit considerations infinite
1.1032740Do make against it. No, good Worcester, no.
1.1042741We love our people well, even those we love
1.1052742That are misled upon your cousin's part,
1.1062743And will they take the offer of our grace,
1.1072744Both he and they and you, yea, every man
1.1082745Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his.
1.1092746So tell your cousin, and bring me word
1.1102747What he will do. But if he will not yield,
1.1112748Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
1.1122749And they shall do their office. So be gone.
1.1132750We will not now be troubled with reply.
1.1142751We offer fair; take it advisedly.
1.114.1 Exit Worcester [and Vernon].
1.1152753Prince
 It will not be accepted, on my life.
1.1162754The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
1.1172755Are confident against the world in arms.
1.1182756King
 Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge,
1.1192757For on their answer will we set on them,
1.1202758And god befriend us as our cause is just!
1.120.1Exeunt [all but] Prince [and] Falstaff.
1.1212760Falstaff
 Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, 2761and bestride me, so; 'tis a point of friendship.
1.1222762Prince
 Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship. 2763Say thy prayers, and farewell.
1.1232764Falstaff
 I would 'twere bed-time, Hal, and all well.
1.1242765Prince
 Why, thou owest god a death.
1.124.1[Exit Prince.]
1.1252766Falstaff
 'Tis not due yet -- I would be loath to pay him before his 2767day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? 2768Well, 'tis no matter, honor pricks me on. Yea, but how if honor 2769prick me off when I come on? How then? Can honor set to a leg? 2770No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. 2772Honor hath no skill in surgery, then? No. What is honor? A word. What 2773is in that word "honor"? What is that "honor"? Air. A trim 2774reckoning! Who hath it? He that died a'Wednesday. Doth he feel it? 2775No. Doth he hear it? No. 'Tis insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will 2776it not live with the living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it. 2777Therefore I'll none of it. Honor is a mere scutcheon. And so ends 2779my catechism. 
1.125.1Exit.
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