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◈ History of Henry IV, Part I (헨리 4세 1부) ◈

◇ Act I ◇

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 1. Act I, Scene 1
 2. Act I, Scene 2
 3. Act I, Scene 3

1. Act I, Scene 1

0 London. The palace.
 
1 [Enter KING HENRY, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, the EARL of WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT, and others]
 
2 Henry IV.
3       So shaken as we are, so wan with care,
4       Find we a time for frighted peace to pant,
5       And breathe short-winded accents of new broils
6       To be commenced in strands afar remote.
7       No more the thirsty entrance of this soil
8       Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood;
9       Nor more shall trenching war channel her fields,
10       Nor bruise her flowerets with the armed hoofs
11       Of hostile paces: those opposed eyes,
12       Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,
13       All of one nature, of one substance bred,
14       Did lately meet in the intestine shock
15       And furious close of civil butchery
16       Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,
17       March all one way and be no more opposed
18       Against acquaintance, kindred and allies:
19       The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife,
20       No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,
21       As far as to the sepulchre of Christ,
22       Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross
23       We are impressed and engaged to fight,
24       Forthwith a power of English shall we levy;
25       Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb
26       To chase these pagans in those holy fields
27       Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet
28       Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd
29       For our advantage on the bitter cross.
30       But this our purpose now is twelve month old,
31       And bootless 'tis to tell you we will go:
32       Therefore we meet not now. Then let me hear
33       Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland,
34       What yesternight our council did decree
35       In forwarding this dear expedience.
36 Earl of Westmoreland.
37       My liege, this haste was hot in question,
38       And many limits of the charge set down
39       But yesternight: when all athwart there came
40       A post from Wales loaden with heavy news;
41       Whose worst was, that the noble Mortimer,
42       Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight
43       Against the irregular and wild Glendower,
44       Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,
45       A thousand of his people butchered;
46       Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,
47       Such beastly shameless transformation,
48       By those Welshwomen done as may not be
49       Without much shame retold or spoken of.
50 Henry IV.
51       It seems then that the tidings of this broil
52       Brake off our business for the Holy Land.
53 Earl of Westmoreland.
54       This match'd with other did, my gracious lord;
55       For more uneven and unwelcome news
56       Came from the north and thus it did import:
57       On Holy-rood day, the gallant Hotspur there,
58       Young Harry Percy and brave Archibald,
59       That ever-valiant and approved Scot,
60       At Holmedon met,
61       Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour,
62       As by discharge of their artillery,
63       And shape of likelihood, the news was told;
64       For he that brought them, in the very heat
65       And pride of their contention did take horse,
66       Uncertain of the issue any way.
67 Henry IV.
68       Here is a dear, a true industrious friend,
69       Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse.
70       Stain'd with the variation of each soil
71       Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours;
72       And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.
73       The Earl of Douglas is discomfited:
74       Ten thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights,
75       Balk'd in their own blood did Sir Walter see
76       On Holmedon's plains. Of prisoners, Hotspur took
77       Mordake the Earl of Fife, and eldest son
78       To beaten Douglas; and the Earl of Athol,
79       Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith:
80       And is not this an honourable spoil?
81       A gallant prize? ha, cousin, is it not?
82 Earl of Westmoreland.
83       In faith,
84       It is a conquest for a prince to boast of.
85 Henry IV.
86       Yea, there thou makest me sad and makest me sin
87       In envy that my Lord Northumberland
88       Should be the father to so blest a son,
89       A son who is the theme of honour's tongue;
90       Amongst a grove, the very straightest plant;
91       Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride:
92       Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him,
93       See riot and dishonour stain the brow
94       Of my young Harry. O that it could be proved
95       That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged
96       In cradle-clothes our children where they lay,
97       And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet!
98       Then would I have his Harry, and he mine.
99       But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,
100       Of this young Percy's pride? the prisoners,
101       Which he in this adventure hath surprised,
102       To his own use he keeps; and sends me word,
103       I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife.
104 Earl of Westmoreland.
105       This is his uncle's teaching; this is Worcester,
106       Malevolent to you in all aspects;
107       Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up
108       The crest of youth against your dignity.
109 Henry IV.
110       But I have sent for him to answer this;
111       And for this cause awhile we must neglect
112       Our holy purpose to Jerusalem.
113       Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we
114       Will hold at Windsor; so inform the lords:
115       But come yourself with speed to us again;
116       For more is to be said and to be done
117       Than out of anger can be uttered.
118 Earl of Westmoreland.
119       I will, my liege.
 
120 [Exeunt]
 

2. Act I, Scene 2

0 London. An apartment of the Prince’s.
 
1 [Enter the PRINCE OF WALES and FALSTAFF]
 
2 Falstaff.
3       Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?
4 Henry V.
5       Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack
6       and unbuttoning thee after supper and sleeping upon
7       benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to
8       demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know.
9       What a devil hast thou to do with the time of the
10       day? Unless hours were cups of sack and minutes
11       capons and clocks the tongues of bawds and dials the
12       signs of leaping-houses and the blessed sun himself
13       a fair hot wench in flame-coloured taffeta, I see no
14       reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand
15       the time of the day.
16 Falstaff.
17       Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take
18       purses go by the moon and the seven stars, and not
19       by Phoebus, he,'that wandering knight so fair.' And,
20       I prithee, sweet wag, when thou art king, as, God
21       save thy grace,—majesty I should say, for grace
22       thou wilt have none,—
23 Henry V.
24       What, none?
25 Falstaff.
26       No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to
27       prologue to an egg and butter.
28 Henry V.
29       Well, how then? come, roundly, roundly.
30 Falstaff.
31       Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not
32       us that are squires of the night's body be called
33       thieves of the day's beauty: let us be Diana's
34       foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the
35       moon; and let men say we be men of good government,
36       being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and
37       chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we steal.
38 Henry V.
39       Thou sayest well, and it holds well too; for the
40       fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and
41       flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is,
42       by the moon. As, for proof, now: a purse of gold
43       most resolutely snatched on Monday night and most
44       dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with
45       swearing 'Lay by' and spent with crying 'Bring in;'
46       now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder
47       and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows.
48 Falstaff.
49       By the Lord, thou sayest true, lad. And is not my
50       hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?
51 Henry V.
52       As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle. And
53       is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?
54 Falstaff.
55       How now, how now, mad wag! what, in thy quips and
56       thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a
57       buff jerkin?
58 Henry V.
59       Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern?
60 Falstaff.
61       Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning many a
62       time and oft.
63 Henry V.
64       Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?
65 Falstaff.
66       No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast paid all there.
67 Henry V.
68       Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would stretch;
69       and where it would not, I have used my credit.
70 Falstaff.
71       Yea, and so used it that were it not here apparent
72       that thou art heir apparentBut, I prithee, sweet
73       wag, shall there be gallows standing in England when
74       thou art king? and resolution thus fobbed as it is
75       with the rusty curb of old father antic the law? Do
76       not thou, when thou art king, hang a thief.
77 Henry V.
78       No; thou shalt.
79 Falstaff.
80       Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a brave judge.
81 Henry V.
82       Thou judgest false already: I mean, thou shalt have
83       the hanging of the thieves and so become a rare hangman.
84 Falstaff.
85       Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my
86       humour as well as waiting in the court, I can tell
87       you.
88 Henry V.
89       For obtaining of suits?
90 Falstaff.
91       Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman
92       hath no lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy
93       as a gib cat or a lugged bear.
94 Henry V.
95       Or an old lion, or a lover's lute.
96 Falstaff.
97       Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.
98 Henry V.
99       What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy of
100       Moor-ditch?
101 Falstaff.
102       Thou hast the most unsavoury similes and art indeed
103       the most comparative, rascalliest, sweet young
104       prince. But, Hal, I prithee, trouble me no more
105       with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a
106       commodity of good names were to be bought. An old
107       lord of the council rated me the other day in the
108       street about you, sir, but I marked him not; and yet
109       he talked very wisely, but I regarded him not; and
110       yet he talked wisely, and in the street too.
111 Henry V.
112       Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out in the
113       streets, and no man regards it.
114 Falstaff.
115       O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed able
116       to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon
117       me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew
118       thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man
119       should speak truly, little better than one of the
120       wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give
121       it over: by the Lord, and I do not, I am a villain:
122       I'll be damned for never a king's son in
123       Christendom.
124 Henry V.
125       Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?
126 Falstaff.
127       'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an I
128       do not, call me villain and baffle me.
129 Henry V.
130       I see a good amendment of life in thee; from praying
131       to purse-taking.
132 Falstaff.
133       Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a
134       man to labour in his vocation.
135       [Enter POINS]
136       Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a
137       match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what
138       hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the
139       most omnipotent villain that ever cried 'Stand' to
140       a true man.
141 Henry V.
142       Good morrow, Ned.
143 Edward Poins.
144       Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Monsieur Remorse?
145       what says Sir John Sack and Sugar? Jack! how
146       agrees the devil and thee about thy soul, that thou
147       soldest him on Good-Friday last for a cup of Madeira
148       and a cold capon's leg?
149 Henry V.
150       Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have
151       his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of
152       proverbs: he will give the devil his due.
153 Edward Poins.
154       Then art thou damned for keeping thy word with the devil.
155 Henry V.
156       Else he had been damned for cozening the devil.
157 Edward Poins.
158       But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four
159       o'clock, early at Gadshill! there are pilgrims going
160       to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders
161       riding to London with fat purses: I have vizards
162       for you all; you have horses for yourselves:
163       Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke
164       supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we may do it
165       as secure as sleep. If you will go, I will stuff
166       your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry
167       at home and be hanged.
168 Falstaff.
169       Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not,
170       I'll hang you for going.
171 Edward Poins.
172       You will, chops?
173 Falstaff.
174       Hal, wilt thou make one?
175 Henry V.
176       Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith.
177 Falstaff.
178       There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good
179       fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of the blood
180       royal, if thou darest not stand for ten shillings.
181 Henry V.
182       Well then, once in my days I'll be a madcap.
183 Falstaff.
184       Why, that's well said.
185 Henry V.
186       Well, come what will, I'll tarry at home.
187 Falstaff.
188       By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when thou art king.
189 Henry V.
190       I care not.
191 Edward Poins.
192       Sir John, I prithee, leave the prince and me alone:
193       I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure
194       that he shall go.
195 Falstaff.
196       Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion and him
197       the ears of profiting, that what thou speakest may
198       move and what he hears may be believed, that the
199       true prince may, for recreation sake, prove a false
200       thief; for the poor abuses of the time want
201       countenance. Farewell: you shall find me in Eastcheap.
202 Henry V.
203       Farewell, thou latter spring! farewell, All-hallown summer!
 
204 [Exit Falstaff]
205 Edward Poins.
206       Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us
207       to-morrow: I have a jest to execute that I cannot
208       manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto and Gadshill
209       shall rob those men that we have already waylaid:
210       yourself and I will not be there; and when they
211       have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut
212       this head off from my shoulders.
213 Henry V.
214       How shall we part with them in setting forth?
215 Edward Poins.
216       Why, we will set forth before or after them, and
217       appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at
218       our pleasure to fail, and then will they adventure
219       upon the exploit themselves; which they shall have
220       no sooner achieved, but we'll set upon them.
221 Henry V.
222       Yea, but 'tis like that they will know us by our
223       horses, by our habits and by every other
224       appointment, to be ourselves.
225 Edward Poins.
226       Tut! our horses they shall not see: I'll tie them
227       in the wood; our vizards we will change after we
228       leave them: and, sirrah, I have cases of buckram
229       for the nonce, to immask our noted outward garments.
230 Henry V.
231       Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us.
232 Edward Poins.
233       Well, for two of them, I know them to be as
234       true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the
235       third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll
236       forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, the
237       incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will
238       tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty, at
239       least, he fought with; what wards, what blows, what
240       extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this
241       lies the jest.
242 Henry V.
243       Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all things
244       necessary and meet me to-morrow night in Eastcheap;
245       there I'll sup. Farewell.
246 Edward Poins.
247       Farewell, my lord.
 
248 [Exit Poins]
 
249 Henry V.
250       I know you all, and will awhile uphold
251       The unyoked humour of your idleness:
252       Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
253       Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
254       To smother up his beauty from the world,
255       That, when he please again to be himself,
256       Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,
257       By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
258       Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.
259       If all the year were playing holidays,
260       To sport would be as tedious as to work;
261       But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come,
262       And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
263       So, when this loose behavior I throw off
264       And pay the debt I never promised,
265       By how much better than my word I am,
266       By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;
267       And like bright metal on a sullen ground,
268       My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,
269       Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
270       Than that which hath no foil to set it off.
271       I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;
272       Redeeming time when men think least I will.
 
273 [Exit]
 

3. Act I, Scene 3

0 London. The palace.
 
1 [Enter the KING, NORTHUMBERLAND, WORCESTER, HOTSPUR, SIR WALTER BLUNT, with others]
 
2 Henry IV.
3       My blood hath been too cold and temperate,
4       Unapt to stir at these indignities,
5       And you have found me; for accordingly
6       You tread upon my patience: but be sure
7       I will from henceforth rather be myself,
8       Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;
9       Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,
10       And therefore lost that title of respect
11       Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud.
12 Earl of Worcester.
13       Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves
14       The scourge of greatness to be used on it;
15       And that same greatness too which our own hands
16       Have holp to make so portly.
17 Earl of Northumberland.
18       My lord.—
19 Henry IV.
20       Worcester, get thee gone; for I do see
21       Danger and disobedience in thine eye:
22       O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,
23       And majesty might never yet endure
24       The moody frontier of a servant brow.
25       You have good leave to leave us: when we need
26       Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.
27       [Exit Worcester]
28       You were about to speak.
29       [To North]
30 Earl of Northumberland.
31       Yea, my good lord.
32       Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded,
33       Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,
34       Were, as he says, not with such strength denied
35       As is deliver'd to your majesty:
36       Either envy, therefore, or misprison
37       Is guilty of this fault and not my son.
38 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
39       My liege, I did deny no prisoners.
40       But I remember, when the fight was done,
41       When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,
42       Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,
43       Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd,
44       Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd
45       Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home;
46       He was perfumed like a milliner;
47       And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held
48       A pouncet-box, which ever and anon
49       He gave his nose and took't away again;
50       Who therewith angry, when it next came there,
51       Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd,
52       And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,
53       He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
54       To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse
55       Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
56       With many holiday and lady terms
57       He question'd me; amongst the rest, demanded
58       My prisoners in your majesty's behalf.
59       I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,
60       To be so pester'd with a popinjay,
61       Out of my grief and my impatience,
62       Answer'd neglectingly I know not what,
63       He should or he should not; for he made me mad
64       To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet
65       And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman
66       Of guns and drums and wounds,—God save the mark!—
67       And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth
68       Was parmaceti for an inward bruise;
69       And that it was great pity, so it was,
70       This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd
71       Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,
72       Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd
73       So cowardly; and but for these vile guns,
74       He would himself have been a soldier.
75       This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,
76       I answer'd indirectly, as I said;
77       And I beseech you, let not his report
78       Come current for an accusation
79       Betwixt my love and your high majesty.
80 Blunt.
81       The circumstance consider'd, good my lord,
82       Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said
83       To such a person and in such a place,
84       At such a time, with all the rest retold,
85       May reasonably die and never rise
86       To do him wrong or any way impeach
87       What then he said, so he unsay it now.
88 Henry IV.
89       Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,
90       But with proviso and exception,
91       That we at our own charge shall ransom straight
92       His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer;
93       Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd
94       The lives of those that he did lead to fight
95       Against that great magician, damn'd Glendower,
96       Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March
97       Hath lately married. Shall our coffers, then,
98       Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?
99       Shall we but treason? and indent with fears,
100       When they have lost and forfeited themselves?
101       No, on the barren mountains let him starve;
102       For I shall never hold that man my friend
103       Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost
104       To ransom home revolted Mortimer.
105 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
106       Revolted Mortimer!
107       He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,
108       But by the chance of war; to prove that true
109       Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds,
110       Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took
111       When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank,
112       In single opposition, hand to hand,
113       He did confound the best part of an hour
114       In changing hardiment with great Glendower:
115       Three times they breathed and three times did
116       they drink,
117       Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood;
118       Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks,
119       Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds,
120       And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank,
121       Bloodstained with these valiant combatants.
122       Never did base and rotten policy
123       Colour her working with such deadly wounds;
124       Nor could the noble Mortimer
125       Receive so many, and all willingly:
126       Then let not him be slander'd with revolt.
127 Henry IV.
128       Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost belie him;
129       He never did encounter with Glendower:
130       I tell thee,
131       He durst as well have met the devil alone
132       As Owen Glendower for an enemy.
133       Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth
134       Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer:
135       Send me your prisoners with the speediest means,
136       Or you shall hear in such a kind from me
137       As will displease you. My Lord Northumberland,
138       We licence your departure with your son.
139       Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it.
 
140 [Exeunt King Henry, Blunt, and train]
141 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
142       An if the devil come and roar for them,
143       I will not send them: I will after straight
144       And tell him so; for I will ease my heart,
145       Albeit I make a hazard of my head.
146 Earl of Northumberland.
147       What, drunk with choler? stay and pause awhile:
148       Here comes your uncle.
 
149 [Re-enter WORCESTER]
150 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
151       Speak of Mortimer!
152       'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul
153       Want mercy, if I do not join with him:
154       Yea, on his part I'll empty all these veins,
155       And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust,
156       But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
157       As high in the air as this unthankful king,
158       As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke.
159 Earl of Northumberland.
160       Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.
161 Earl of Worcester.
162       Who struck this heat up after I was gone?
163 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
164       He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;
165       And when I urged the ransom once again
166       Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale,
167       And on my face he turn'd an eye of death,
168       Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.
169 Earl of Worcester.
170       I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd
171       By Richard that dead is the next of blood?
172 Earl of Northumberland.
173       He was; I heard the proclamation:
174       And then it was when the unhappy king,
175       —Whose wrongs in us God pardon!—did set forth
176       Upon his Irish expedition;
177       From whence he intercepted did return
178       To be deposed and shortly murdered.
179 Earl of Worcester.
180       And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth
181       Live scandalized and foully spoken of.
182 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
183       But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then
184       Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer
185       Heir to the crown?
186 Earl of Northumberland.
187       He did; myself did hear it.
188 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
189       Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
190       That wished him on the barren mountains starve.
191       But shall it be that you, that set the crown
192       Upon the head of this forgetful man
193       And for his sake wear the detested blot
194       Of murderous subornation, shall it be,
195       That you a world of curses undergo,
196       Being the agents, or base second means,
197       The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
198       O, pardon me that I descend so low,
199       To show the line and the predicament
200       Wherein you range under this subtle king;
201       Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,
202       Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
203       That men of your nobility and power
204       Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,
205       As both of youGod pardon it!—have done,
206       To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
207       An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
208       And shall it in more shame be further spoken,
209       That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off
210       By him for whom these shames ye underwent?
211       No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem
212       Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves
213       Into the good thoughts of the world again,
214       Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt
215       Of this proud king, who studies day and night
216       To answer all the debt he owes to you
217       Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:
218       Therefore, I say
219 Earl of Worcester.
220       Peace, cousin, say no more:
221       And now I will unclasp a secret book,
222       And to your quick-conceiving discontents
223       I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,
224       As full of peril and adventurous spirit
225       As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud
226       On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.
227 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
228       If he fall in, good night! or sink or swim:
229       Send danger from the east unto the west,
230       So honour cross it from the north to south,
231       And let them grapple: O, the blood more stirs
232       To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
233 Earl of Northumberland.
234       Imagination of some great exploit
235       Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.
236 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
237       By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
238       To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,
239       Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
240       Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,
241       And pluck up drowned honour by the locks;
242       So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
243       Without corrival, all her dignities:
244       But out upon this half-faced fellowship!
245 Earl of Worcester.
246       He apprehends a world of figures here,
247       But not the form of what he should attend.
248       Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
249 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
250       I cry you mercy.
251 Earl of Worcester.
252       Those same noble Scots
253       That are your prisoners,—
254 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
255       I'll keep them all;
256       By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;
257       No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not:
258       I'll keep them, by this hand.
259 Earl of Worcester.
260       You start away
261       And lend no ear unto my purposes.
262       Those prisoners you shall keep.
263 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
264       Nay, I will; that's flat:
265       He said he would not ransom Mortimer;
266       Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;
267       But I will find him when he lies asleep,
268       And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'
269       Nay,
270       I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak
271       Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him
272       To keep his anger still in motion.
273 Earl of Worcester.
274       Hear you, cousin; a word.
275 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
276       All studies here I solemnly defy,
277       Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:
278       And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales,
279       But that I think his father loves him not
280       And would be glad he met with some mischance,
281       I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale.
282 Earl of Worcester.
283       Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you
284       When you are better temper'd to attend.
285 Earl of Northumberland.
286       Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool
287       Art thou to break into this woman's mood,
288       Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!
289 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
290       Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods,
291       Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear
292       Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
293       In Richard's time,—what do you call the place?—
294       A plague upon it, it is in Gloucestershire;
295       'Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept,
296       His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee
297       Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,—
298       'Sblood!—
299       When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh.
300 Earl of Northumberland.
301       At Berkley castle.
302 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
303       You say true:
304       Why, what a candy deal of courtesy
305       This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!
306       Look,'when his infant fortune came to age,'
307       And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'
308       O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me!
309       Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done.
310 Earl of Worcester.
311       Nay, if you have not, to it again;
312       We will stay your leisure.
313 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
314       I have done, i' faith.
315 Earl of Worcester.
316       Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.
317       Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
318       And make the Douglas' son your only mean
319       For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons
320       Which I shall send you written, be assured,
321       Will easily be granted. You, my lord,
322       [To Northumberland]
323       Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,
324       Shall secretly into the bosom creep
325       Of that same noble prelate, well beloved,
326       The archbishop.
327 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
328       Of York, is it not?
329 Earl of Worcester.
330       True; who bears hard
331       His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
332       I speak not this in estimation,
333       As what I think might be, but what I know
334       Is ruminated, plotted and set down,
335       And only stays but to behold the face
336       Of that occasion that shall bring it on.
337 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
338       I smell it: upon my life, it will do well.
339 Earl of Northumberland.
340       Before the game is afoot, thou still let'st slip.
341 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
342       Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;
343       And then the power of Scotland and of York,
344       To join with Mortimer, ha?
345 Earl of Worcester.
346       And so they shall.
347 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
348       In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.
349 Earl of Worcester.
350       And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
351       To save our heads by raising of a head;
352       For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
353       The king will always think him in our debt,
354       And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
355       Till he hath found a time to pay us home:
356       And see already how he doth begin
357       To make us strangers to his looks of love.
358 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
359       He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him.
360 Earl of Worcester.
361       Cousin, farewell: no further go in this
362       Than I by letters shall direct your course.
363       When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,
364       I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;
365       Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,
366       As I will fashion it, shall happily meet,
367       To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
368       Which now we hold at much uncertainty.
369 Earl of Northumberland.
370       Farewell, good brother: we shall thrive, I trust.
371 Hotspur (Henry Percy).
372       Uncle, Adieu: O, let the hours be short
373       Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport!
 
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