of Henrie the fourth.
 879826my 
selfe, and go to bu
ffets, for mouing 
such a di
sh of 
skim milke
  880827with 
so honorable an a
ction. Hang him, let him tell the king, we
  881828are prepared: I will 
set forward to night. 
   Enter his Lady.
 884829How now Kate, I mu
st leaue you within the
se two houres.
  885830Lady. O my good Lord, why are you thus alone?
  886831For what o
ffence haue I this fortnight bin
  887832A bani
sht woman from my Harries bed?
  888833Tel me 
sweet Lord, what i
st that takes from thee
  889834Thy 
stomacke, plea
sure, and thy goulden 
sleepe?
  890835Why do
st thou bend thine eies vpon the earth?
  891836And 
start 
so often when thou 
sit
st alone?
  892837Why ha
st thou lo
st the fre
sh bloud in thy cheekes?
  893838And giuen my trea
sures and my rights of thee
  894839To thicke eyde mu
sing, and cur
st melancholy?
  895840In thy faint 
slumbers I by thee haue watcht,
  896841And heard the murmur, tales of yron wars,
  897842Speake tearmes of mannage to thy bounding 
steed,
  898843Cry courage to the 
field. And thou ha
st talkt
  899844Of 
sallies, and retyres of trenches tents,
  900845Of pallizadoes, frontiers, parapets,
  901846Of ba
sili
sks, of canon, culuerin,
  902847Of pri
soners ran
some, and of 
soldiors 
slaine,
  903848And all the currents of a heddy 
fight.
  904849Thy 
spirit within thee hath bin 
so at war,
  905850And thus hath 
so be
stird thee in thy 
sleepe,
  906851That beads of 
sweat haue 
stood vpon thy brow
  907852Like bubbles in a late di
sturbed 
streame
  908853And in thy face 
strange motions haue appeard,
  909854Such as we 
see when men re
straine their breath,
  910855On 
some great 
suddain he
st. O what portents are the
se?
  911856Some heauy bu
sine
sse hath my Lord in hand,
  912857And I mu
st know it el
se he loues me not.
  913858Hot. What ho, is Gilliams with the packet gone?
  914859Ser. He is my Lord, an houre ago.
  915860Hot. Hath Butler brought tho
se hor
ses from the Sheri
ffe?
  916861Ser. One hor
se my Lord he brought euen now.
  917862Hot. What hor
se, Roane? a cropeare is it not?
  D1  Hot.