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Author: William Shakespeare
Editor: Rosemary Gaby
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Henry IV, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1600)

Henry the fourth.
Sinck. Very well.
Enter strewers of rushes.
1 More rushes, more rushes.
2 The trumpets haue sounded twice.
3 Twill be two a clocke ere they come from the coronati-
3209.1on, dispatch, dispatch.
Trumpets sound, and the King, and his traine passe ouer the
stage: after them enter Falstaffe, Shallow, Pistol,
Bardolfe, and the Boy.
Falst. Stand heere by me maister Shallow, I will make the
King doe you grace, I will leere vpon him as a comes by, and
do but marke the countenaunce that he will giue me.
Pist. God blesse thy lungs good Knight.
Falst. Come heere Pistoll, stand behinde mee. O if I had
had time to haue made new liueries: I woulde haue bestowed
the thousand pound I borrowed of you, but tis no matter, this
3220poore shew doth better, this doth inferre the zeale I had to see
Pist. It doth so.
Falst. It shewes my earnestnesse of affection.
Pist. It doth so.
3225Falst. My deuotion.
Pist. It doth, it doth, it doth.
Fal. As it were to ride day & night, and not to deliberate,
not to remember, not to haue pacience to shift me.
3230Shal It is best certain: but to stand stained with trauaile, and
sweating with desire to see him, thinking of nothing els, putting
all affaires else in obliuion, as if there were nothing els to bee
done, but to see him.
3235Pist. Tis semper idem, for, obsque hoc nihil est, tis in euery
Shal. Tis so indeede.
Pist. My Knight, I will inflame thy noble liuer, and make
thee rage, thy Dol, and Helen of thy noble thoughts, is in base
3240durance, and contagious prison, halde thither by most mecha-
nical, and durtie hand: rowze vp reuenge from Ebon den, with