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  • Title: Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1598)
  • Editor: Rosemary Gaby
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-371-7

    Copyright Rosemary Gaby. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Rosemary Gaby
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    Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1598)

    The Historie
    Thou hast redeemed thy lost opinion,
    3010And shewde thou makst some tender of my life,
    In this faire rescue thou hast brought to me.
    Prin. O God they did me too much iniury,
    That euer said I harkned for your death,
    If it were so, I might haue let alone
    3015The insulting hand of Douglas ouer you,
    Which would haue been as speedy in your end
    As al the poisonous potions in the world,
    And sau'd the trecherous labour of your sonne.
    King. Make vp to Clifton, ile to S. Nicholas Gawsey.
    Exit Ki:
    Enter Hotspur.
    Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.
    Prin. Thou speakst as if I would deny my name.
    Hot. My name is Harry Percy.
    Pr. Why then I see a very valiant rebel of the name;
    3025I am the Prince of Wales, and thinke not Percy
    To share with me in glory any more:
    Two stars keepe not their motion in one sphere,
    Nor can one England brooke a double raigne
    Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.
    3030Hot. Now shal it Harry, for the houre is come
    To end the one of vs, and would to God
    Thy name in armes were now as great as mine.
    Prin. Ile make it greater ere I part from thee,
    And al the budding honors on thy crest
    3035Ile crop to make a garland for my head.
    Hot. I can no longer brooke thy vanities.
    They fight: Enter Falstalffe.
    Falst. Well said Hall, to it Hall. Nay you shall find no boyes
    play here I can tel you.

    Enter Douglas, he fighteth with Falstalffe, he fals
    down as if he were dead, the Prince
    killeth Percy.
    Hot. Oh Harry thou hast robd me of my youth,
    I better brooke the losse of brittle life
    Then those proud titles thou hast won of me,