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Henry IV, Part 1 (Folio 1 1623)
2631 Actus Quintus. Scena Prima.
2632 Enter the King, Prince of Wales, Lord Iohn of Lancaster,
2633Earle of Westmerland, Sir Walter Blunt,
2634and Falstaffe.
2635King. How bloodily the Sunne begins to peere
2636Aboue yon busky hill: the day lookes pale
2637At his distemperature.
2638Prin. The Southerne winde
2639Doth play the Trumpet to his purposes,
2640And by his hollow whistling in the Leaues,
2644 The Trumpet sounds.
2645 Enter Worcester.
2648As now we meet. You haue deceiu'd our trust,
2650To crush our old limbes in vngentle Steele:
2651This is not well, my Lord, this is not well.
2652What say you to it? Will you againe vnknit
2653This churlish knot of all-abhorred Warre?
2654And moue in that obedient Orbe againe,
2655Where you did giue a faire and naturall light,
2656And be no more an exhall'd Meteor,
2657A prodigie of Feare, and a Portent
2658Of broached Mischeefe, to the vnborne Times?
2659Wor. Heare me, my Liege:
2660For mine owne part, I could be well content
2661To entertaine the Lagge-end of my life
2662With quiet houres: For I do protest,
2665Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
2666Prin. Peace, Chewet, peace.
2668Of Fauour, from my Selfe, and all our House;
2669And yet I must remember you my Lord,
2672In Richards time, and poasted day and night
2673To meete you on the way, and kisse your hand,
2674When yet you were in place, and in account
2676It was my Selfe, my Brother, and his Sonne,
2677That brought you home, and boldly did out-dare
2678The danger of the time. You swore to vs,
2681Nor claime no further, then your new-falne right,
2684It rain'd downe Fortune showring on your head,
2686What with our helpe, what with the absent King.
2687What with the iniuries of wanton time,
2689And the contrarious Windes that held the King
2690So long in the vnlucky Irish Warres,
2691That all in England did repute him dead:
2692And from this swarme of faire aduantages,
2693You tooke occasion to be quickly woo'd,
2694To gripe the generall sway into your hand,
2695Forgot your Oath to vs at Doncaster,
2696And being fed by vs, you vs'd vs so,
2697As that vngentle gull the Cuckowes Bird,
2699Grew by our Feeding, to so great a bulke,
2701For feare of swallowing: But with nimble wing
2706By vnkinde vsage, dangerous countenance,
2707And violation of all faith and troth
2708Sworne to vs in yonger enterprize.
2710Proclaim'd at Market Crosses, read in Churches,
2711To face the Garment of Rebellion
2714Which gape, and rub the Elbow at the newes
2715Of hurly burly Innouation:
2717Such water-colours, to impaint his cause:
2718Nor moody Beggars, staruing for a time
2719Of pell-mell hauocke, and confusion.
2721Shall pay full dearely for this encounter,
2722If once they ioyne in triall. Tell your Nephew,
2723The Prince of Wales doth ioyne with all the world
2724In praise of Henry Percie: By my Hopes,
2726I do not thinke a brauer Gentleman,
2727More actiue, valiant, or more valiant yong,
2728More daring, or more bold, is now aliue,
2729To grace this latter Age with Noble deeds.
2731I haue a Truant beene to Chiualry,
2732And so I heare, he doth account me too:
2733Yet this before my Fathers Maiesty,
2734I am content that he shall take the oddes
2735Of his great name and estimation,
2737Try fortune with him, in a Single Fight.
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70 The First Part of King Henry the Fourth.
2741We loue our people well; euen those we loue
2743And will they take the offer of our Grace:
2744Both he, and they, and you; yea euery man
2745Shall be my Friend againe, and Ile be his.
2746So tell your Cousin, and bring me word,
2747What he will do. But if he will not yeeld,
2748Rebuke and dread correction waite on vs,
2750We will not now be troubled with reply,
2752 Exit Worcester.
2753Prin. It will not be accepted, on my life,
2754The Dowglas and the Hotspurre both together,
2756King. Hence therefore, euery Leader to his charge,
2759 Manet Prince and Falstaffe.
2763Say thy prayers, and farewell.
2764Fal. I would it were bed time Hal, and all well.
2766Falst. 'Tis not due yet: I would bee loath to pay him
2767before his day. What neede I bee so forward with him,
2768that call's not on me? Well, 'tis no matter, Honor prickes
2769me on. But how if Honour pricke me off when I come
2770on? How then? Can Honour set too a legge? No: or an
2771arme? No: Or take away the greefe of a wound? No.
2772Honour hath no skill in Surgerie, then? No. What is Ho-
2773nour? A word. What is that word Honour? Ayre: A
2775day. Doth he feele it? No. Doth hee heare it? No. Is it
2778fore Ile none of it. Honour is a meere Scutcheon, and so