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      <article class="book" id="R.1">
         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The First Part of Henry the Fourth</h1>
         </header>
         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  London. An apartment of the Prince's.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Rochester. An inn yard.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The highway, near Gadshill.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth castle</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Bangor. The Archdeacon's house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. Scene III  Eastcheap. The Boar's-Head Tavern.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  A public road near Coventry.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE IV.  York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  KING HENRY IV's camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The rebel camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Plain between the camps.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
            <header class="preface-titlepage">
               <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
            </header>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">KING HENRY, the Fourth. </span>
            </p>
            <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
               <tr>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">
                        <span class="personname">HENRY, Prince of Wales</span>
                        <span class="personname">JOHN of Lancaster</span>
                     </span>
                  </td>
                  <td>
                     <span class="member">sons of the King</span>
                  </td>
               </tr>
            </table>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">WESTMORELAND</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR WALTER BLUNT</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">THOMAS PERCY, Earl of Worcester. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HENRY PERCY, Earl of Northumberland. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">HENRY PERCY, surnamed HOTSPUR, his son. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">EDMUND MORTIMER, Earl of March. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">RICHARD SCROOP, Archbishop of York. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">ARCHIBALD, Earl of Douglas. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">OWEN GLENDOWER</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR RICHARD VERNON</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR JOHN FALSTAFF</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">SIR MICHAEL, a friend to the Archbishop of York.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">POINS</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">GADSHILL</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">PETO</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">BARDOLPH</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">FRANCIS, a waiter.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY PERCY, wife to Hotspur, and sister to Mortimer.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">LADY MORTIMER, daughter to Glendower, and wife to Mortimer.</span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">MISTRESS QUICKLY, hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap. </span>
            </p>
            <p>
               <span class="personname">Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain, Drawers, two Carriers, Travellers, Attendants, and an Ostler.</span>
            </p>
            <p>SCENE  England.</p>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  London. An apartment of the Prince's.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  London. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, the EARL
of WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">So shaken as we are, so wan with care,</div>
                     <div class="line">Find we a time for frighted peace to pant,</div>
                     <div class="line">And breathe short-winded accents of new broils</div>
                     <div class="line">To be commenced in strands afar remote.</div>
                     <div class="line">No more the thirsty entrance of this soil</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor more shall trenching war channel her fields,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor bruise her flowerets with the armed hoofs</div>
                     <div class="line">Of hostile paces: those opposed eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">All of one nature, of one substance bred,</div>
                     <div class="line">Did lately meet in the intestine shock</div>
                     <div class="line">And furious close of civil butchery</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,</div>
                     <div class="line">March all one way and be no more opposed</div>
                     <div class="line">Against acquaintance, kindred and allies:</div>
                     <div class="line">The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife,</div>
                     <div class="line">No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">As far as to the sepulchre of Christ,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross</div>
                     <div class="line">We are impressed and engaged to fight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Forthwith a power of English shall we levy;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb</div>
                     <div class="line">To chase these pagans in those holy fields</div>
                     <div class="line">Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet</div>
                     <div class="line">Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd</div>
                     <div class="line">For our advantage on the bitter cross.</div>
                     <div class="line">But this our purpose now is twelve month old,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bootless 'tis to tell you we will go:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore we meet not now. Then let me hear</div>
                     <div class="line">Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland,</div>
                     <div class="line">What yesternight our council did decree</div>
                     <div class="line">In forwarding this dear expedience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege, this haste was hot in question,</div>
                     <div class="line">And many limits of the charge set down</div>
                     <div class="line">But yesternight: when all athwart there came</div>
                     <div class="line">A post from Wales loaden with heavy news;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose worst was, that the noble Mortimer,</div>
                     <div class="line">Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the irregular and wild Glendower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,</div>
                     <div class="line">A thousand of his people butchered;</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such beastly shameless transformation,</div>
                     <div class="line">By those Welshwomen done as may not be</div>
                     <div class="line">Without much shame retold or spoken of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">It seems then that the tidings of this broil</div>
                     <div class="line">Brake off our business for the Holy Land.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">This match'd with other did, my gracious lord;</div>
                     <div class="line">For more uneven and unwelcome news</div>
                     <div class="line">Came from the north and thus it did import:</div>
                     <div class="line">On Holy-rood day, the gallant Hotspur there,</div>
                     <div class="line">Young Harry Percy and brave Archibald,</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever-valiant and approved Scot,</div>
                     <div class="line">At Holmedon met,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour,</div>
                     <div class="line">As by discharge of their artillery,</div>
                     <div class="line">And shape of likelihood, the news was told;</div>
                     <div class="line">For he that brought them, in the very heat</div>
                     <div class="line">And pride of their contention did take horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncertain of the issue any way.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Here is a dear, a true industrious friend,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse.</div>
                     <div class="line">Stain'd with the variation of each soil</div>
                     <div class="line">Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours;</div>
                     <div class="line">And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.</div>
                     <div class="line">The Earl of Douglas is discomfited:</div>
                     <div class="line">Ten thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights,</div>
                     <div class="line">Balk'd in their own blood did Sir Walter see</div>
                     <div class="line">On Holmedon's plains. Of prisoners, Hotspur took</div>
                     <div class="line">Mordake the Earl of Fife, and eldest son</div>
                     <div class="line">To beaten Douglas; and the Earl of Athol,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith:</div>
                     <div class="line">And is not this an honourable spoil?</div>
                     <div class="line">A gallant prize? ha, cousin, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">In faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">It is a conquest for a prince to boast of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, there thou makest me sad and makest me sin</div>
                     <div class="line">In envy that my Lord Northumberland</div>
                     <div class="line">Should be the father to so blest a son,</div>
                     <div class="line">A son who is the theme of honour's tongue;</div>
                     <div class="line">Amongst a grove, the very straightest plant;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride:</div>
                     <div class="line">Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him,</div>
                     <div class="line">See riot and dishonour stain the brow</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my young Harry. O that it could be proved</div>
                     <div class="line">That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged</div>
                     <div class="line">In cradle-clothes our children where they lay,</div>
                     <div class="line">And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet!</div>
                     <div class="line">Then would I have his Harry, and he mine.</div>
                     <div class="line">But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this young Percy's pride? the prisoners,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which he in this adventure hath surprised,</div>
                     <div class="line">To his own use he keeps; and sends me word,</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">This is his uncle's teaching; this is Worcester,</div>
                     <div class="line">Malevolent to you in all aspects;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up</div>
                     <div class="line">The crest of youth against your dignity.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">But I have sent for him to answer this;</div>
                     <div class="line">And for this cause awhile we must neglect</div>
                     <div class="line">Our holy purpose to Jerusalem.</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we</div>
                     <div class="line">Will hold at Windsor; so inform the lords:</div>
                     <div class="line">But come yourself with speed to us again;</div>
                     <div class="line">For more is to be said and to be done</div>
                     <div class="line">Than out of anger can be uttered.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">I will, my liege.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. An apartment of the Prince's.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the PRINCE OF WALES and FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack</div>
                     <div class="line">and unbuttoning thee after supper and sleeping upon</div>
                     <div class="line">benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to</div>
                     <div class="line">demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know.</div>
                     <div class="line">What a devil hast thou to do with the time of the</div>
                     <div class="line">day? Unless hours were cups of sack and minutes</div>
                     <div class="line">capons and clocks the tongues of bawds and dials the</div>
                     <div class="line">signs of leaping-houses and the blessed sun himself</div>
                     <div class="line">a fair hot wench in flame-coloured taffeta, I see no</div>
                     <div class="line">reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand</div>
                     <div class="line">the time of the day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take</div>
                     <div class="line">purses go by the moon and the seven stars, and not</div>
                     <div class="line">by Phoebus, he,'that wandering knight so fair.' And,</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee, sweet wag, when thou art king, as, God</div>
                     <div class="line">save thy grace,--majesty I should say, for grace</div>
                     <div class="line">thou wilt have none,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, none?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to</div>
                     <div class="line">prologue to an egg and butter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, how then? come, roundly, roundly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not</div>
                     <div class="line">us that are squires of the night's body be called</div>
                     <div class="line">thieves of the day's beauty: let us be Diana's</div>
                     <div class="line">foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the</div>
                     <div class="line">moon; and let men say we be men of good government,</div>
                     <div class="line">being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and</div>
                     <div class="line">chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we steal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou sayest well, and it holds well too; for the</div>
                     <div class="line">fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and</div>
                     <div class="line">flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is,</div>
                     <div class="line">by the moon. As, for proof, now: a purse of gold</div>
                     <div class="line">most resolutely snatched on Monday night and most</div>
                     <div class="line">dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with</div>
                     <div class="line">swearing 'Lay by' and spent with crying 'Bring in;'</div>
                     <div class="line">now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder</div>
                     <div class="line">and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">By the Lord, thou sayest true, lad. And is not my</div>
                     <div class="line">hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle. And</div>
                     <div class="line">is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, how now, mad wag! what, in thy quips and</div>
                     <div class="line">thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a</div>
                     <div class="line">buff jerkin?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning many a</div>
                     <div class="line">time and oft.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast paid all there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would stretch;</div>
                     <div class="line">and where it would not, I have used my credit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and so used it that were it not here apparent</div>
                     <div class="line">that thou art heir apparent--But, I prithee, sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">wag, shall there be gallows standing in England when</div>
                     <div class="line">thou art king? and resolution thus fobbed as it is</div>
                     <div class="line">with the rusty curb of old father antic the law? Do</div>
                     <div class="line">not thou, when thou art king, hang a thief.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">No; thou shalt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a brave judge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou judgest false already: I mean, thou shalt have</div>
                     <div class="line">the hanging of the thieves and so become a rare hangman.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my</div>
                     <div class="line">humour as well as waiting in the court, I can tell</div>
                     <div class="line">you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">For obtaining of suits?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman</div>
                     <div class="line">hath no lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy</div>
                     <div class="line">as a gib cat or a lugged bear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Or an old lion, or a lover's lute.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy of</div>
                     <div class="line">Moor-ditch?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast the most unsavoury similes and art indeed</div>
                     <div class="line">the most comparative, rascalliest, sweet young</div>
                     <div class="line">prince. But, Hal, I prithee, trouble me no more</div>
                     <div class="line">with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a</div>
                     <div class="line">commodity of good names were to be bought. An old</div>
                     <div class="line">lord of the council rated me the other day in the</div>
                     <div class="line">street about you, sir, but I marked him not; and yet</div>
                     <div class="line">he talked very wisely, but I regarded him not; and</div>
                     <div class="line">yet he talked wisely, and in the street too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out in the</div>
                     <div class="line">streets, and no man regards it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed able</div>
                     <div class="line">to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon</div>
                     <div class="line">me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew</div>
                     <div class="line">thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man</div>
                     <div class="line">should speak truly, little better than one of the</div>
                     <div class="line">wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give</div>
                     <div class="line">it over: by the Lord, and I do not, I am a villain:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be damned for never a king's son in</div>
                     <div class="line">Christendom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an I</div>
                     <div class="line">do not, call me villain and baffle me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I see a good amendment of life in thee; from praying</div>
                     <div class="line">to purse-taking.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a</div>
                     <div class="line">man to labour in his vocation.</div>
                     <p>Enter POINS</p>
                     <div class="line">Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a</div>
                     <div class="line">match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what</div>
                     <div class="line">hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the</div>
                     <div class="line">most omnipotent villain that ever cried 'Stand' to</div>
                     <div class="line">a true man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, Ned.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Monsieur Remorse?</div>
                     <div class="line">what says Sir John Sack and Sugar? Jack! how</div>
                     <div class="line">agrees the devil and thee about thy soul, that thou</div>
                     <div class="line">soldest him on Good-Friday last for a cup of Madeira</div>
                     <div class="line">and a cold capon's leg?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have</div>
                     <div class="line">his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of</div>
                     <div class="line">proverbs: he will give the devil his due.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Then art thou damned for keeping thy word with the devil.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Else he had been damned for cozening the devil.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four</div>
                     <div class="line">o'clock, early at Gadshill! there are pilgrims going</div>
                     <div class="line">to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders</div>
                     <div class="line">riding to London with fat purses: I have vizards</div>
                     <div class="line">for you all; you have horses for yourselves:</div>
                     <div class="line">Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke</div>
                     <div class="line">supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we may do it</div>
                     <div class="line">as secure as sleep. If you will go, I will stuff</div>
                     <div class="line">your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry</div>
                     <div class="line">at home and be hanged.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll hang you for going.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">You will, chops?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hal, wilt thou make one?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good</div>
                     <div class="line">fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of the blood</div>
                     <div class="line">royal, if thou darest not stand for ten shillings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well then, once in my days I'll be a madcap.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, that's well said.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, come what will, I'll tarry at home.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when thou art king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I care not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, I prithee, leave the prince and me alone:</div>
                     <div class="line">I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure</div>
                     <div class="line">that he shall go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion and him</div>
                     <div class="line">the ears of profiting, that what thou speakest may</div>
                     <div class="line">move and what he hears may be believed, that the</div>
                     <div class="line">true prince may, for recreation sake, prove a false</div>
                     <div class="line">thief; for the poor abuses of the time want</div>
                     <div class="line">countenance. Farewell: you shall find me in Eastcheap.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, thou latter spring! farewell, All-hallown summer!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Falstaff</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us</div>
                     <div class="line">to-morrow: I have a jest to execute that I cannot</div>
                     <div class="line">manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto and Gadshill</div>
                     <div class="line">shall rob those men that we have already waylaid:</div>
                     <div class="line">yourself and I will not be there; and when they</div>
                     <div class="line">have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut</div>
                     <div class="line">this head off from my shoulders.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How shall we part with them in setting forth?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, we will set forth before or after them, and</div>
                     <div class="line">appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at</div>
                     <div class="line">our pleasure to fail, and then will they adventure</div>
                     <div class="line">upon the exploit themselves; which they shall have</div>
                     <div class="line">no sooner achieved, but we'll set upon them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, but 'tis like that they will know us by our</div>
                     <div class="line">horses, by our habits and by every other</div>
                     <div class="line">appointment, to be ourselves.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut! our horses they shall not see: I'll tie them</div>
                     <div class="line">in the wood; our vizards we will change after we</div>
                     <div class="line">leave them: and, sirrah, I have cases of buckram</div>
                     <div class="line">for the nonce, to immask our noted outward garments.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, for two of them, I know them to be as</div>
                     <div class="line">true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the</div>
                     <div class="line">third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll</div>
                     <div class="line">forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, the</div>
                     <div class="line">incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will</div>
                     <div class="line">tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty, at</div>
                     <div class="line">least, he fought with; what wards, what blows, what</div>
                     <div class="line">extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this</div>
                     <div class="line">lies the jest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all things</div>
                     <div class="line">necessary and meet me to-morrow night in Eastcheap;</div>
                     <div class="line">there I'll sup. Farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Poins</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I know you all, and will awhile uphold</div>
                     <div class="line">The unyoked humour of your idleness:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet herein will I imitate the sun,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who doth permit the base contagious clouds</div>
                     <div class="line">To smother up his beauty from the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, when he please again to be himself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,</div>
                     <div class="line">By breaking through the foul and ugly mists</div>
                     <div class="line">Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.</div>
                     <div class="line">If all the year were playing holidays,</div>
                     <div class="line">To sport would be as tedious as to work;</div>
                     <div class="line">But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come,</div>
                     <div class="line">And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.</div>
                     <div class="line">So, when this loose behavior I throw off</div>
                     <div class="line">And pay the debt I never promised,</div>
                     <div class="line">By how much better than my word I am,</div>
                     <div class="line">By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;</div>
                     <div class="line">And like bright metal on a sullen ground,</div>
                     <div class="line">My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">Than that which hath no foil to set it off.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;</div>
                     <div class="line">Redeeming time when men think least I will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  London. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the KING, NORTHUMBERLAND, WORCESTER, HOTSPUR,
SIR WALTER BLUNT, with others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">My blood hath been too cold and temperate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unapt to stir at these indignities,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you have found me; for accordingly</div>
                     <div class="line">You tread upon my patience: but be sure</div>
                     <div class="line">I will from henceforth rather be myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,</div>
                     <div class="line">And therefore lost that title of respect</div>
                     <div class="line">Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves</div>
                     <div class="line">The scourge of greatness to be used on it;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that same greatness too which our own hands</div>
                     <div class="line">Have holp to make so portly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord.--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Worcester, get thee gone; for I do see</div>
                     <div class="line">Danger and disobedience in thine eye:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,</div>
                     <div class="line">And majesty might never yet endure</div>
                     <div class="line">The moody frontier of a servant brow.</div>
                     <div class="line">You have good leave to leave us: when we need</div>
                     <div class="line">Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.</div>
                     <p>Exit Worcester</p>
                     <div class="line">You were about to speak.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>To North</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, my good lord.</div>
                     <div class="line">Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,</div>
                     <div class="line">Were, as he says, not with such strength denied</div>
                     <div class="line">As is deliver'd to your majesty:</div>
                     <div class="line">Either envy, therefore, or misprison</div>
                     <div class="line">Is guilty of this fault and not my son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">My liege, I did deny no prisoners.</div>
                     <div class="line">But I remember, when the fight was done,</div>
                     <div class="line">When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,</div>
                     <div class="line">Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,</div>
                     <div class="line">Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home;</div>
                     <div class="line">He was perfumed like a milliner;</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held</div>
                     <div class="line">A pouncet-box, which ever and anon</div>
                     <div class="line">He gave his nose and took't away again;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who therewith angry, when it next came there,</div>
                     <div class="line">Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,</div>
                     <div class="line">He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly,</div>
                     <div class="line">To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse</div>
                     <div class="line">Betwixt the wind and his nobility.</div>
                     <div class="line">With many holiday and lady terms</div>
                     <div class="line">He question'd me; amongst the rest, demanded</div>
                     <div class="line">My prisoners in your majesty's behalf.</div>
                     <div class="line">I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,</div>
                     <div class="line">To be so pester'd with a popinjay,</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of my grief and my impatience,</div>
                     <div class="line">Answer'd neglectingly I know not what,</div>
                     <div class="line">He should or he should not; for he made me mad</div>
                     <div class="line">To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman</div>
                     <div class="line">Of guns and drums and wounds,--God save the mark!--</div>
                     <div class="line">And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth</div>
                     <div class="line">Was parmaceti for an inward bruise;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that it was great pity, so it was,</div>
                     <div class="line">This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd</div>
                     <div class="line">So cowardly; and but for these vile guns,</div>
                     <div class="line">He would himself have been a soldier.</div>
                     <div class="line">This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">I answer'd indirectly, as I said;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I beseech you, let not his report</div>
                     <div class="line">Come current for an accusation</div>
                     <div class="line">Betwixt my love and your high majesty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">The circumstance consider'd, good my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said</div>
                     <div class="line">To such a person and in such a place,</div>
                     <div class="line">At such a time, with all the rest retold,</div>
                     <div class="line">May reasonably die and never rise</div>
                     <div class="line">To do him wrong or any way impeach</div>
                     <div class="line">What then he said, so he unsay it now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,</div>
                     <div class="line">But with proviso and exception,</div>
                     <div class="line">That we at our own charge shall ransom straight</div>
                     <div class="line">His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd</div>
                     <div class="line">The lives of those that he did lead to fight</div>
                     <div class="line">Against that great magician, damn'd Glendower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath lately married. Shall our coffers, then,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall we but treason? and indent with fears,</div>
                     <div class="line">When they have lost and forfeited themselves?</div>
                     <div class="line">No, on the barren mountains let him starve;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I shall never hold that man my friend</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost</div>
                     <div class="line">To ransom home revolted Mortimer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Revolted Mortimer!</div>
                     <div class="line">He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,</div>
                     <div class="line">But by the chance of war; to prove that true</div>
                     <div class="line">Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took</div>
                     <div class="line">When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank,</div>
                     <div class="line">In single opposition, hand to hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">He did confound the best part of an hour</div>
                     <div class="line">In changing hardiment with great Glendower:</div>
                     <div class="line">Three times they breathed and three times did</div>
                     <div class="line">they drink,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds,</div>
                     <div class="line">And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank,</div>
                     <div class="line">Bloodstained with these valiant combatants.</div>
                     <div class="line">Never did base and rotten policy</div>
                     <div class="line">Colour her working with such deadly wounds;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor could the noble Mortimer</div>
                     <div class="line">Receive so many, and all willingly:</div>
                     <div class="line">Then let not him be slander'd with revolt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost belie him;</div>
                     <div class="line">He never did encounter with Glendower:</div>
                     <div class="line">I tell thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">He durst as well have met the devil alone</div>
                     <div class="line">As Owen Glendower for an enemy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer:</div>
                     <div class="line">Send me your prisoners with the speediest means,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or you shall hear in such a kind from me</div>
                     <div class="line">As will displease you. My Lord Northumberland,</div>
                     <div class="line">We licence your departure with your son.</div>
                     <div class="line">Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt King Henry, Blunt, and train</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">An if the devil come and roar for them,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not send them: I will after straight</div>
                     <div class="line">And tell him so; for I will ease my heart,</div>
                     <div class="line">Albeit I make a hazard of my head.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">What, drunk with choler? stay and pause awhile:</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes your uncle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter WORCESTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak of Mortimer!</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Want mercy, if I do not join with him:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, on his part I'll empty all these veins,</div>
                     <div class="line">And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust,</div>
                     <div class="line">But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer</div>
                     <div class="line">As high in the air as this unthankful king,</div>
                     <div class="line">As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Who struck this heat up after I was gone?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;</div>
                     <div class="line">And when I urged the ransom once again</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale,</div>
                     <div class="line">And on my face he turn'd an eye of death,</div>
                     <div class="line">Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd</div>
                     <div class="line">By Richard that dead is the next of blood?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">He was; I heard the proclamation:</div>
                     <div class="line">And then it was when the unhappy king,</div>
                     <div class="line">--Whose wrongs in us God pardon!--did set forth</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon his Irish expedition;</div>
                     <div class="line">From whence he intercepted did return</div>
                     <div class="line">To be deposed and shortly murdered.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth</div>
                     <div class="line">Live scandalized and foully spoken of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then</div>
                     <div class="line">Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer</div>
                     <div class="line">Heir to the crown?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">He did; myself did hear it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,</div>
                     <div class="line">That wished him on the barren mountains starve.</div>
                     <div class="line">But shall it be that you, that set the crown</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the head of this forgetful man</div>
                     <div class="line">And for his sake wear the detested blot</div>
                     <div class="line">Of murderous subornation, shall it be,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you a world of curses undergo,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being the agents, or base second means,</div>
                     <div class="line">The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?</div>
                     <div class="line">O, pardon me that I descend so low,</div>
                     <div class="line">To show the line and the predicament</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein you range under this subtle king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or fill up chronicles in time to come,</div>
                     <div class="line">That men of your nobility and power</div>
                     <div class="line">Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,</div>
                     <div class="line">As both of you--God pardon it!--have done,</div>
                     <div class="line">To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,</div>
                     <div class="line">An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?</div>
                     <div class="line">And shall it in more shame be further spoken,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off</div>
                     <div class="line">By him for whom these shames ye underwent?</div>
                     <div class="line">No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem</div>
                     <div class="line">Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves</div>
                     <div class="line">Into the good thoughts of the world again,</div>
                     <div class="line">Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this proud king, who studies day and night</div>
                     <div class="line">To answer all the debt he owes to you</div>
                     <div class="line">Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, I say--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, cousin, say no more:</div>
                     <div class="line">And now I will unclasp a secret book,</div>
                     <div class="line">And to your quick-conceiving discontents</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,</div>
                     <div class="line">As full of peril and adventurous spirit</div>
                     <div class="line">As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud</div>
                     <div class="line">On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">If he fall in, good night! or sink or swim:</div>
                     <div class="line">Send danger from the east unto the west,</div>
                     <div class="line">So honour cross it from the north to south,</div>
                     <div class="line">And let them grapple: O, the blood more stirs</div>
                     <div class="line">To rouse a lion than to start a hare!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Imagination of some great exploit</div>
                     <div class="line">Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,</div>
                     <div class="line">To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or dive into the bottom of the deep,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,</div>
                     <div class="line">And pluck up drowned honour by the locks;</div>
                     <div class="line">So he that doth redeem her thence might wear</div>
                     <div class="line">Without corrival, all her dignities:</div>
                     <div class="line">But out upon this half-faced fellowship!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">He apprehends a world of figures here,</div>
                     <div class="line">But not the form of what he should attend.</div>
                     <div class="line">Good cousin, give me audience for a while.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I cry you mercy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Those same noble Scots</div>
                     <div class="line">That are your prisoners,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll keep them all;</div>
                     <div class="line">By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;</div>
                     <div class="line">No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll keep them, by this hand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">You start away</div>
                     <div class="line">And lend no ear unto my purposes.</div>
                     <div class="line">Those prisoners you shall keep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, I will; that's flat:</div>
                     <div class="line">He said he would not ransom Mortimer;</div>
                     <div class="line">Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;</div>
                     <div class="line">But I will find him when he lies asleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him</div>
                     <div class="line">To keep his anger still in motion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear you, cousin; a word.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">All studies here I solemnly defy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:</div>
                     <div class="line">And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that I think his father loves him not</div>
                     <div class="line">And would be glad he met with some mischance,</div>
                     <div class="line">I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you</div>
                     <div class="line">When you are better temper'd to attend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool</div>
                     <div class="line">Art thou to break into this woman's mood,</div>
                     <div class="line">Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear</div>
                     <div class="line">Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.</div>
                     <div class="line">In Richard's time,--what do you call the place?--</div>
                     <div class="line">A plague upon it, it is in Gloucestershire;</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept,</div>
                     <div class="line">His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee</div>
                     <div class="line">Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,--</div>
                     <div class="line">'Sblood!--</div>
                     <div class="line">When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">At Berkley castle.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">You say true:</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what a candy deal of courtesy</div>
                     <div class="line">This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!</div>
                     <div class="line">Look,'when his infant fortune came to age,'</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'</div>
                     <div class="line">O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me!</div>
                     <div class="line">Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, if you have not, to it again;</div>
                     <div class="line">We will stay your leisure.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I have done, i' faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.</div>
                     <div class="line">Deliver them up without their ransom straight,</div>
                     <div class="line">And make the Douglas' son your only mean</div>
                     <div class="line">For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I shall send you written, be assured,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will easily be granted. You, my lord,</div>
                     <p>To Northumberland</p>
                     <div class="line">Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall secretly into the bosom creep</div>
                     <div class="line">Of that same noble prelate, well beloved,</div>
                     <div class="line">The archbishop.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Of York, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">True; who bears hard</div>
                     <div class="line">His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.</div>
                     <div class="line">I speak not this in estimation,</div>
                     <div class="line">As what I think might be, but what I know</div>
                     <div class="line">Is ruminated, plotted and set down,</div>
                     <div class="line">And only stays but to behold the face</div>
                     <div class="line">Of that occasion that shall bring it on.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I smell it: upon my life, it will do well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Before the game is afoot, thou still let'st slip.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then the power of Scotland and of York,</div>
                     <div class="line">To join with Mortimer, ha?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">And so they shall.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,</div>
                     <div class="line">To save our heads by raising of a head;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, bear ourselves as even as we can,</div>
                     <div class="line">The king will always think him in our debt,</div>
                     <div class="line">And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till he hath found a time to pay us home:</div>
                     <div class="line">And see already how he doth begin</div>
                     <div class="line">To make us strangers to his looks of love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousin, farewell: no further go in this</div>
                     <div class="line">Than I by letters shall direct your course.</div>
                     <div class="line">When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I will fashion it, shall happily meet,</div>
                     <div class="line">To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now we hold at much uncertainty.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, good brother: we shall thrive, I trust.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncle, Adieu: O, let the hours be short</div>
                     <div class="line">Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Rochester. An inn yard.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The highway, near Gadshill.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth castle</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Rochester. An inn yard.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Heigh-ho! an it be not four by the day, I'll be</div>
                     <div class="line">hanged: Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and</div>
                     <div class="line">yet our horse not packed. What, ostler!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Ostler</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>   Anon, anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put a few flocks</div>
                     <div class="line">in the point; poor jade, is wrung in the withers out</div>
                     <div class="line">of all cess.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter another Carrier</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that</div>
                     <div class="line">is the next way to give poor jades the bots: this</div>
                     <div class="line">house is turned upside down since Robin Ostler died.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Poor fellow, never joyed since the price of oats</div>
                     <div class="line">rose; it was the death of him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">I think this be the most villanous house in all</div>
                     <div class="line">London road for fleas: I am stung like a tench.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Like a tench! by the mass, there is ne'er a king</div>
                     <div class="line">christen could be better bit than I have been since</div>
                     <div class="line">the first cock.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, they will allow us ne'er a jordan, and then we</div>
                     <div class="line">leak in your chimney; and your chamber-lie breeds</div>
                     <div class="line">fleas like a loach.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">What, ostler! come away and be hanged!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a gammon of bacon and two razors of ginger,</div>
                     <div class="line">to be delivered as far as Charing-cross.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">God's body! the turkeys in my pannier are quite</div>
                     <div class="line">starved. What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou</div>
                     <div class="line">never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? An</div>
                     <div class="line">'twere not as good deed as drink, to break the pate</div>
                     <div class="line">on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hanged!</div>
                     <div class="line">hast thou no faith in thee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GADSHILL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">I think it be two o'clock.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee lend me thy lantern, to see my gelding</div>
                     <div class="line">in the stable.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, by God, soft; I know a trick worth two of that, i' faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">I pray thee, lend me thine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, when? can'st tell? Lend me thy lantern, quoth</div>
                     <div class="line">he? marry, I'll see thee hanged first.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to come to London?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant</div>
                     <div class="line">thee. Come, neighbour Mugs, we'll call up the</div>
                     <div class="line">gentleman: they will along with company, for they</div>
                     <div class="line">have great charge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt carriers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">What, ho! chamberlain!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  At hand, quoth pick-purse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">That's even as fair as--at hand, quoth the</div>
                     <div class="line">chamberlain; for thou variest no more from picking</div>
                     <div class="line">of purses than giving direction doth from labouring;</div>
                     <div class="line">thou layest the plot how.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Chamberlain</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds current that</div>
                     <div class="line">I told you yesternight: there's a franklin in the</div>
                     <div class="line">wild of Kent hath brought three hundred marks with</div>
                     <div class="line">him in gold: I heard him tell it to one of his</div>
                     <div class="line">company last night at supper; a kind of auditor; one</div>
                     <div class="line">that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what.</div>
                     <div class="line">They are up already, and call for eggs and butter;</div>
                     <div class="line">they will away presently.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas'</div>
                     <div class="line">clerks, I'll give thee this neck.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                     <div class="line">No, I'll none of it: I pray thee keep that for the</div>
                     <div class="line">hangman; for I know thou worshippest St. Nicholas</div>
                     <div class="line">as truly as a man of falsehood may.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll make a fat pair of gallows; for if I hang, old</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is no</div>
                     <div class="line">starveling. Tut! there are other Trojans that thou</div>
                     <div class="line">dreamest not of, the which for sport sake are</div>
                     <div class="line">content to do the profession some grace; that would,</div>
                     <div class="line">if matters should be looked into, for their own</div>
                     <div class="line">credit sake, make all whole. I am joined with no</div>
                     <div class="line">foot-land rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers,</div>
                     <div class="line">none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms;</div>
                     <div class="line">but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters and</div>
                     <div class="line">great oneyers, such as can hold in, such as will</div>
                     <div class="line">strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than</div>
                     <div class="line">drink, and drink sooner than pray: and yet, zounds,</div>
                     <div class="line">I lie; for they pray continually to their saint, the</div>
                     <div class="line">commonwealth; or rather, not pray to her, but prey</div>
                     <div class="line">on her, for they ride up and down on her and make</div>
                     <div class="line">her their boots.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                     <div class="line">What, the commonwealth their boots? will she hold</div>
                     <div class="line">out water in foul way?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We</div>
                     <div class="line">steal as in a castle, cocksure; we have the receipt</div>
                     <div class="line">of fern-seed, we walk invisible.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, by my faith, I think you are more beholding to</div>
                     <div class="line">the night than to fern-seed for your walking invisible.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our</div>
                     <div class="line">purchase, as I am a true man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to; 'homo' is a common name to all men. Bid the</div>
                     <div class="line">ostler bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell,</div>
                     <div class="line">you muddy knave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The highway, near Gadshill.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, shelter, shelter: I have removed Falstaff's</div>
                     <div class="line">horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand close.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal! what a brawling dost</div>
                     <div class="line">thou keep!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Where's Poins, Hal?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">He is walked up to the top of the hill: I'll go seek him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am accursed to rob in that thief's company: the</div>
                     <div class="line">rascal hath removed my horse, and tied him I know</div>
                     <div class="line">not where. If I travel but four foot by the squier</div>
                     <div class="line">further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I doubt</div>
                     <div class="line">not but to die a fair death for all this, if I</div>
                     <div class="line">'scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have</div>
                     <div class="line">forsworn his company hourly any time this two and</div>
                     <div class="line">twenty years, and yet I am bewitched with the</div>
                     <div class="line">rogue's company. If the rascal hath not given me</div>
                     <div class="line">medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged; it</div>
                     <div class="line">could not be else: I have drunk medicines. Poins!</div>
                     <div class="line">Hal! a plague upon you both! Bardolph! Peto!</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll starve ere I'll rob a foot further. An 'twere</div>
                     <div class="line">not as good a deed as drink, to turn true man and to</div>
                     <div class="line">leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that</div>
                     <div class="line">ever chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven</div>
                     <div class="line">ground is threescore and ten miles afoot with me;</div>
                     <div class="line">and the stony-hearted villains know it well enough:</div>
                     <div class="line">a plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!</div>
                     <p>They whistle</p>
                     <div class="line">Whew! A plague upon you all! Give me my horse, you</div>
                     <div class="line">rogues; give me my horse, and be hanged!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine ear close</div>
                     <div class="line">to the ground and list if thou canst hear the tread</div>
                     <div class="line">of travellers.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Have you any levers to lift me up again, being down?</div>
                     <div class="line">'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot</div>
                     <div class="line">again for all the coin in thy father's exchequer.</div>
                     <div class="line">What a plague mean ye to colt me thus?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou liest; thou art not colted, thou art uncolted.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">good king's son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, ye rogue! shall I be your ostler?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent</div>
                     <div class="line">garters! If I be ta'en, I'll peach for this. An I</div>
                     <div class="line">have not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy</div>
                     <div class="line">tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison: when a jest</div>
                     <div class="line">is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter GADSHILL, BARDOLPH and PETO</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">So I do, against my will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">O, 'tis our setter: I know his voice. Bardolph,</div>
                     <div class="line">what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Case ye, case ye; on with your vizards: there 's</div>
                     <div class="line">money of the king's coming down the hill; 'tis going</div>
                     <div class="line">to the king's exchequer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You lie, ye rogue; 'tis going to the king's tavern.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">There's enough to make us all.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">To be hanged.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirs, you four shall front them in the narrow lane;</div>
                     <div class="line">Ned Poins and I will walk lower: if they 'scape</div>
                     <div class="line">from your encounter, then they light on us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">How many be there of them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">Some eight or ten.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds, will they not rob us?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandfather;</div>
                     <div class="line">but yet no coward, Hal.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, we leave that to the proof.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the hedge:</div>
                     <div class="line">when thou needest him, there thou shalt find him.</div>
                     <div class="line">Farewell, and stand fast.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Now cannot I strike him, if I should be hanged.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Ned, where are our disguises?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Here, hard by: stand close.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I:</div>
                     <div class="line">every man to his business.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Travellers</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">First Traveller</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, neighbour: the boy shall lead our horses down</div>
                     <div class="line">the hill; we'll walk afoot awhile, and ease our legs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Thieves</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Travellers</div>
                     <div class="line">Jesus bless us!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Strike; down with them; cut the villains' throats:</div>
                     <div class="line">ah! whoreson caterpillars! bacon-fed knaves! they</div>
                     <div class="line">hate us youth: down with them: fleece them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Travellers</div>
                     <div class="line">O, we are undone, both we and ours for ever!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang ye, gorbellied knaves, are ye undone? No, ye</div>
                     <div class="line">fat chuffs: I would your store were here! On,</div>
                     <div class="line">bacons, on! What, ye knaves! young men must live.</div>
                     <div class="line">You are Grand-jurors, are ye? we'll jure ye, 'faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Here they rob them and bind them. Exeunt</p>
               <p>Re-enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">The thieves have bound the true men. Now could thou</div>
                     <div class="line">and I rob the thieves and go merrily to London, it</div>
                     <div class="line">would be argument for a week, laughter for a month</div>
                     <div class="line">and a good jest for ever.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Stand close; I hear them coming.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the Thieves again</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, my masters, let us share, and then to horse</div>
                     <div class="line">before day. An the Prince and Poins be not two</div>
                     <div class="line">arrant cowards, there's no equity stirring: there's</div>
                     <div class="line">no more valour in that Poins than in a wild-duck.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Your money!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Villains!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>As they are sharing, the Prince and Poins set upon
them; they all run away; and Falstaff, after a blow
or two, runs away too, leaving the booty behind them</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Got with much ease. Now merrily to horse:</div>
                     <div class="line">The thieves are all scatter'd and possess'd with fear</div>
                     <div class="line">So strongly that they dare not meet each other;</div>
                     <div class="line">Each takes his fellow for an officer.</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death,</div>
                     <div class="line">And lards the lean earth as he walks along:</div>
                     <div class="line">Were 't not for laughing, I should pity him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">How the rogue roar'd!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Warkworth castle</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HOTSPUR, solus, reading a letter</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">'But for mine own part, my lord, I could be well</div>
                     <div class="line">contented to be there, in respect of the love I bear</div>
                     <div class="line">your house.' He could be contented: why is he not,</div>
                     <div class="line">then? In respect of the love he bears our house:</div>
                     <div class="line">he shows in this, he loves his own barn better than</div>
                     <div class="line">he loves our house. Let me see some more. 'The</div>
                     <div class="line">purpose you undertake is dangerous;'--why, that's</div>
                     <div class="line">certain: 'tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to</div>
                     <div class="line">drink; but I tell you, my lord fool, out of this</div>
                     <div class="line">nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. 'The</div>
                     <div class="line">purpose you undertake is dangerous; the friends you</div>
                     <div class="line">have named uncertain; the time itself unsorted; and</div>
                     <div class="line">your whole plot too light for the counterpoise of so</div>
                     <div class="line">great an opposition.' Say you so, say you so? I say</div>
                     <div class="line">unto you again, you are a shallow cowardly hind, and</div>
                     <div class="line">you lie.  What a lack-brain is this! By the Lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">our plot is a good plot as ever was laid; our</div>
                     <div class="line">friends true and constant: a good plot, good</div>
                     <div class="line">friends, and full of expectation; an excellent plot,</div>
                     <div class="line">very good friends. What a frosty-spirited rogue is</div>
                     <div class="line">this! Why, my lord of York commends the plot and the</div>
                     <div class="line">general course of action. 'Zounds, an I were now by</div>
                     <div class="line">this rascal, I could brain him with his lady's fan.</div>
                     <div class="line">Is there not my father, my uncle and myself? lord</div>
                     <div class="line">Edmund Mortimer, My lord of York and Owen Glendower?</div>
                     <div class="line">is there not besides the Douglas? have I not all</div>
                     <div class="line">their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of the</div>
                     <div class="line">next month? and are they not some of them set</div>
                     <div class="line">forward already? What a pagan rascal is this! an</div>
                     <div class="line">infidel! Ha! you shall see now in very sincerity</div>
                     <div class="line">of fear and cold heart, will he to the king and lay</div>
                     <div class="line">open all our proceedings. O, I could divide myself</div>
                     <div class="line">and go to buffets, for moving such a dish of</div>
                     <div class="line">skim milk with so honourable an action! Hang him!</div>
                     <div class="line">let him tell the king: we are prepared. I will set</div>
                     <div class="line">forward to-night.</div>
                     <p>Enter LADY PERCY</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, Kate! I must leave you within these two hours.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, my good lord, why are you thus alone?</div>
                     <div class="line">For what offence have I this fortnight been</div>
                     <div class="line">A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed?</div>
                     <div class="line">Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes from thee</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy stomach, pleasure and thy golden sleep?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth,</div>
                     <div class="line">And start so often when thou sit'st alone?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks;</div>
                     <div class="line">And given my treasures and my rights of thee</div>
                     <div class="line">To thick-eyed musing and cursed melancholy?</div>
                     <div class="line">In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watch'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars;</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed;</div>
                     <div class="line">Cry 'Courage! to the field!' And thou hast talk'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tents,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of prisoners' ransom and of soldiers slain,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the currents of a heady fight.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus hath so bestirr'd thee in thy sleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow</div>
                     <div class="line">Like bubbles in a late-disturbed stream;</div>
                     <div class="line">And in thy face strange motions have appear'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such as we see when men restrain their breath</div>
                     <div class="line">On some great sudden hest. O, what portents are these?</div>
                     <div class="line">Some heavy business hath my lord in hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I must know it, else he loves me not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">What, ho!</div>
                     <p>Enter Servant</p>
                     <div class="line">Is Gilliams with the packet gone?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">He is, my lord, an hour ago.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">One horse, my lord, he brought even now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">What horse? a roan, a crop-ear, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                     <div class="line">It is, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">That roan shall by my throne.</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, I will back him straight: O esperance!</div>
                     <div class="line">Bid Butler lead him forth into the park.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit Servant</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">But hear you, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">What say'st thou, my lady?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">What is it carries you away?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, my horse, my love, my horse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, you mad-headed ape!</div>
                     <div class="line">A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen</div>
                     <div class="line">As you are toss'd with. In faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll know your business, Harry, that I will.</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir</div>
                     <div class="line">About his title, and hath sent for you</div>
                     <div class="line">To line his enterprise: but if you go,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">So far afoot, I shall be weary, love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, you paraquito, answer me</div>
                     <div class="line">Directly unto this question that I ask:</div>
                     <div class="line">In faith, I'll break thy little finger, Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">An if thou wilt not tell me all things true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Away,</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you trifler! Love! I love thee not,</div>
                     <div class="line">I care not for thee, Kate: this is no world</div>
                     <div class="line">To play with mammets and to tilt with lips:</div>
                     <div class="line">We must have bloody noses and crack'd crowns,</div>
                     <div class="line">And pass them current too. God's me, my horse!</div>
                     <div class="line">What say'st thou, Kate? what would'st thou</div>
                     <div class="line">have with me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Do you not love me? do you not, indeed?</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, do not then; for since you love me not,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not love myself. Do you not love me?</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, tell me if you speak in jest or no.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, wilt thou see me ride?</div>
                     <div class="line">And when I am on horseback, I will swear</div>
                     <div class="line">I love thee infinitely. But hark you, Kate;</div>
                     <div class="line">I must not have you henceforth question me</div>
                     <div class="line">Whither I go, nor reason whereabout:</div>
                     <div class="line">Whither I must, I must; and, to conclude,</div>
                     <div class="line">This evening must I leave you, gentle Kate.</div>
                     <div class="line">I know you wise, but yet no farther wise</div>
                     <div class="line">Than Harry Percy's wife: constant you are,</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet a woman: and for secrecy,</div>
                     <div class="line">No lady closer; for I well believe</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">How! so far?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate:</div>
                     <div class="line">Whither I go, thither shall you go too;</div>
                     <div class="line">To-day will I set forth, to-morrow you.</div>
                     <div class="line">Will this content you, Kate?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">It must of force.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.4.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room, and lend me</div>
                     <div class="line">thy hand to laugh a little.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Where hast been, Hal?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">With three or four loggerheads amongst three or four</div>
                     <div class="line">score hogsheads. I have sounded the very</div>
                     <div class="line">base-string of humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother</div>
                     <div class="line">to a leash of drawers; and can call them all by</div>
                     <div class="line">their christen names, as Tom, Dick, and Francis.</div>
                     <div class="line">They take it already upon their salvation, that</div>
                     <div class="line">though I be but the prince of Wales, yet I am king</div>
                     <div class="line">of courtesy; and tell me flatly I am no proud Jack,</div>
                     <div class="line">like Falstaff, but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a</div>
                     <div class="line">good boy, by the Lord, so they call me, and when I</div>
                     <div class="line">am king of England, I shall command all the good</div>
                     <div class="line">lads in Eastcheap. They call drinking deep, dyeing</div>
                     <div class="line">scarlet; and when you breathe in your watering, they</div>
                     <div class="line">cry  'hem!' and bid you play it off. To conclude, I</div>
                     <div class="line">am so good a proficient in one quarter of an hour,</div>
                     <div class="line">that I can drink with any tinker in his own language</div>
                     <div class="line">during my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost</div>
                     <div class="line">much honour, that thou wert not with me in this sweet</div>
                     <div class="line">action. But, sweet Ned,--to sweeten which name of</div>
                     <div class="line">Ned, I give thee this pennyworth of sugar, clapped</div>
                     <div class="line">even now into my hand by an under-skinker, one that</div>
                     <div class="line">never spake other English in his life than 'Eight</div>
                     <div class="line">shillings and sixpence' and 'You are welcome,' with</div>
                     <div class="line">this shrill addition, 'Anon, anon, sir! Score a pint</div>
                     <div class="line">of bastard in the Half-Moon,' or so. But, Ned, to</div>
                     <div class="line">drive away the time till Falstaff come, I prithee,</div>
                     <div class="line">do thou stand in some by-room, while I question my</div>
                     <div class="line">puny drawer to what end he gave me the sugar; and do</div>
                     <div class="line">thou never leave calling 'Francis,' that his tale</div>
                     <div class="line">to me may be nothing but 'Anon.' Step aside, and</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll show thee a precedent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art perfect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit POINS</p>
               <p>Enter FRANCIS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon, sir. Look down into the Pomgarnet, Ralph.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Come hither, Francis.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How long hast thou to serve, Francis?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Forsooth, five years, and as much as to--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Five year! by'r lady, a long lease for the clinking</div>
                     <div class="line">of pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant</div>
                     <div class="line">as to play the coward with thy indenture and show it</div>
                     <div class="line">a fair pair of heels and run from it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">O Lord, sir, I'll be sworn upon all the books in</div>
                     <div class="line">England, I could find in my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How old art thou, Francis?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me see--about Michaelmas next I shall be--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, sir. Pray stay a little, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, but hark you, Francis: for the sugar thou</div>
                     <div class="line">gavest me,'twas a pennyworth, wast't not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">O Lord, I would it had been two!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I will give thee for it a thousand pound: ask me</div>
                     <div class="line">when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but to-morrow, Francis;</div>
                     <div class="line">or, Francis, o' Thursday; or indeed, Francis, when</div>
                     <div class="line">thou wilt. But, Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Wilt thou rob this leathern jerkin, crystal-button,</div>
                     <div class="line">not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, caddis-garter,</div>
                     <div class="line">smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">O Lord, sir, who do you mean?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, your brown bastard is your only drink;</div>
                     <div class="line">for look you, Francis, your white canvas doublet</div>
                     <div class="line">will sully: in Barbary, sir, it cannot come to so much.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">What, sir?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Within</span>  Francis!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Away, you rogue! dost thou not hear them call?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Here they both call him; the drawer stands amazed,
not knowing which way to go</p>
               <p>Enter Vintner</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Vintner</div>
                     <div class="line">What, standest thou still, and hearest such a</div>
                     <div class="line">calling? Look to the guests within.</div>
                     <p>Exit Francis</p>
                     <div class="line">My lord, old Sir John, with half-a-dozen more, are</div>
                     <div class="line">at the door: shall I let them in?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Let them alone awhile, and then open the door.</div>
                     <p>Exit Vintner</p>
                     <div class="line">Poins!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter POINS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are at</div>
                     <div class="line">the door: shall we be merry?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark ye; what</div>
                     <div class="line">cunning match have you made with this jest of the</div>
                     <div class="line">drawer? come, what's the issue?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I am now of all humours that have showed themselves</div>
                     <div class="line">humours since the old days of goodman Adam to the</div>
                     <div class="line">pupil age of this present twelve o'clock at midnight.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter FRANCIS</p>
                     <div class="line">What's o'clock, Francis?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FRANCIS</div>
                     <div class="line">Anon, anon, sir.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever this fellow should have fewer words than a</div>
                     <div class="line">parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His industry is</div>
                     <div class="line">upstairs and downstairs; his eloquence the parcel of</div>
                     <div class="line">a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy's mind, the</div>
                     <div class="line">Hotspur of the north; he that kills me some six or</div>
                     <div class="line">seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his</div>
                     <div class="line">hands, and says to his wife 'Fie upon this quiet</div>
                     <div class="line">life! I want work.' 'O my sweet Harry,' says she,</div>
                     <div class="line">'how many hast thou killed to-day?' 'Give my roan</div>
                     <div class="line">horse a drench,' says he; and answers 'Some</div>
                     <div class="line">fourteen,' an hour after; 'a trifle, a trifle.' I</div>
                     <div class="line">prithee, call in Falstaff: I'll play Percy, and</div>
                     <div class="line">that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer his</div>
                     <div class="line">wife. 'Rivo!' says the drunkard. Call in ribs, call in tallow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF, GADSHILL, BARDOLPH, and PETO;
FRANCIS following with wine</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, Jack: where hast thou been?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance too!</div>
                     <div class="line">marry, and amen! Give me a cup of sack, boy. Ere I</div>
                     <div class="line">lead this life long, I'll sew nether stocks and mend</div>
                     <div class="line">them and foot them too. A plague of all cowards!</div>
                     <div class="line">Give me a cup of sack, rogue. Is there no virtue extant?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>He drinks</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst thou never see Titan kiss a dish of butter?</div>
                     <div class="line">pitiful-hearted Titan, that melted at the sweet tale</div>
                     <div class="line">of the sun's! if thou didst, then behold that compound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You rogue, here's lime in this sack too: there is</div>
                     <div class="line">nothing but roguery to be found in villanous man:</div>
                     <div class="line">yet a coward is worse than a cup of sack with lime</div>
                     <div class="line">in it. A villanous coward! Go thy ways, old Jack;</div>
                     <div class="line">die when thou wilt, if manhood, good manhood, be</div>
                     <div class="line">not forgot upon the face of the earth, then am I a</div>
                     <div class="line">shotten herring. There live not three good men</div>
                     <div class="line">unhanged in England; and one of them is fat and</div>
                     <div class="line">grows old: God help the while! a bad world, I say.</div>
                     <div class="line">I would I were a weaver; I could sing psalms or any</div>
                     <div class="line">thing. A plague of all cowards, I say still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, wool-sack! what mutter you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A king's son! If I do not beat thee out of thy</div>
                     <div class="line">kingdom with a dagger of lath, and drive all thy</div>
                     <div class="line">subjects afore thee like a flock of wild-geese,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll never wear hair on my face more. You Prince of Wales!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, you whoreson round man, what's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Are not you a coward? answer me to that: and Poins there?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call me coward, by the</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord, I'll stab thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I call thee coward! I'll see thee damned ere I call</div>
                     <div class="line">thee coward: but I would give a thousand pound I</div>
                     <div class="line">could run as fast as thou canst. You are straight</div>
                     <div class="line">enough in the shoulders, you care not who sees your</div>
                     <div class="line">back: call you that backing of your friends? A</div>
                     <div class="line">plague upon such backing! give me them that will</div>
                     <div class="line">face me. Give me a cup of sack: I am a rogue, if I</div>
                     <div class="line">drunk to-day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O villain! thy lips are scarce wiped since thou</div>
                     <div class="line">drunkest last.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">All's one for that.</div>
                     <p>He drinks</p>
                     <div class="line">A plague of all cowards, still say I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What's the matter! there be four of us here have</div>
                     <div class="line">ta'en a thousand pound this day morning.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is it, Jack? where is it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is it! taken from us it is: a hundred upon</div>
                     <div class="line">poor four of us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, a hundred, man?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I am a rogue, if I were not at half-sword with a</div>
                     <div class="line">dozen of them two hours together. I have 'scaped by</div>
                     <div class="line">miracle. I am eight times thrust through the</div>
                     <div class="line">doublet, four through the hose; my buckler cut</div>
                     <div class="line">through and through; my sword hacked like a</div>
                     <div class="line">hand-saw--ecce signum! I never dealt better since</div>
                     <div class="line">I was a man: all would not do. A plague of all</div>
                     <div class="line">cowards! Let them speak: if they speak more or</div>
                     <div class="line">less than truth, they are villains and the sons of darkness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Speak, sirs; how was it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">We four set upon some dozen--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Sixteen at least, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">And bound them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">No, no, they were not bound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You rogue, they were bound, every man of them; or I</div>
                     <div class="line">am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                     <div class="line">As we were sharing, some six or seven fresh men set upon us--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And unbound the rest, and then come in the other.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, fought you with them all?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">All! I know not what you call all; but if I fought</div>
                     <div class="line">not with fifty of them, I am a bunch of radish: if</div>
                     <div class="line">there were not two or three and fifty upon poor old</div>
                     <div class="line">Jack, then am I no two-legged creature.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray God you have not murdered some of them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, that's past praying for: I have peppered two</div>
                     <div class="line">of them; two I am sure I have paid, two rogues</div>
                     <div class="line">in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell</div>
                     <div class="line">thee a lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou</div>
                     <div class="line">knowest my old ward; here I lay and thus I bore my</div>
                     <div class="line">point. Four rogues in buckram let drive at me--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, four? thou saidst but two even now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Four, Hal; I told thee four.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, ay, he said four.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">These four came all a-front, and mainly thrust at</div>
                     <div class="line">me. I made me no more ado but took all their seven</div>
                     <div class="line">points in my target, thus.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Seven? why, there were but four even now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">In buckram?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, four, in buckram suits.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Seven, by these hilts, or I am a villain else.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, let him alone; we shall have more anon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou hear me, Hal?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These nine</div>
                     <div class="line">in buckram that I told thee of--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">So, two more already.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Their points being broken,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Down fell their hose.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Began to give me ground: but I followed me close,</div>
                     <div class="line">came in foot and hand; and with a thought seven of</div>
                     <div class="line">the eleven I paid.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">But, as the devil would have it, three misbegotten</div>
                     <div class="line">knaves in Kendal green came at my back and let drive</div>
                     <div class="line">at me; for it was so dark, Hal, that thou couldst</div>
                     <div class="line">not see thy hand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">These lies are like their father that begets them;</div>
                     <div class="line">gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Why, thou</div>
                     <div class="line">clay-brained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou</div>
                     <div class="line">whoreson, obscene, grease tallow-catch,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, art thou mad? art thou mad? is not the truth</div>
                     <div class="line">the truth?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, how couldst thou know these men in Kendal</div>
                     <div class="line">green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy</div>
                     <div class="line">hand? come, tell us your reason: what sayest thou to this?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, your reason, Jack, your reason.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, upon compulsion? 'Zounds, an I were at the</div>
                     <div class="line">strappado, or all the racks in the world, I would</div>
                     <div class="line">not tell you on compulsion. Give you a reason on</div>
                     <div class="line">compulsion! If reasons were as plentiful as</div>
                     <div class="line">blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon</div>
                     <div class="line">compulsion, I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll be no longer guilty of this sin; this sanguine</div>
                     <div class="line">coward, this bed-presser, this horseback-breaker,</div>
                     <div class="line">this huge hill of flesh,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Sblood, you starveling, you elf-skin, you dried</div>
                     <div class="line">neat's tongue, you bull's pizzle, you stock-fish! O</div>
                     <div class="line">for breath to utter what is like thee! you</div>
                     <div class="line">tailor's-yard, you sheath, you bowcase; you vile</div>
                     <div class="line">standing-tuck,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again: and</div>
                     <div class="line">when thou hast tired thyself in base comparisons,</div>
                     <div class="line">hear me speak but this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Mark, Jack.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">We two saw you four set on four and bound them, and</div>
                     <div class="line">were masters of their wealth. Mark now, how a plain</div>
                     <div class="line">tale shall put you down. Then did we two set on you</div>
                     <div class="line">four; and, with a word, out-faced you from your</div>
                     <div class="line">prize, and have it; yea, and can show it you here in</div>
                     <div class="line">the house: and, Falstaff, you carried your guts</div>
                     <div class="line">away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity, and roared</div>
                     <div class="line">for mercy and still run and roared, as ever I heard</div>
                     <div class="line">bull-calf. What a slave art thou, to hack thy sword</div>
                     <div class="line">as thou hast done, and then say it was in fight!</div>
                     <div class="line">What trick, what device, what starting-hole, canst</div>
                     <div class="line">thou now find out to hide thee from this open and</div>
                     <div class="line">apparent shame?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let's hear, Jack; what trick hast thou now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">By the Lord, I knew ye as well as he that made ye.</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, hear you, my masters: was it for me to kill the</div>
                     <div class="line">heir-apparent? should I turn upon the true prince?</div>
                     <div class="line">why, thou knowest I am as valiant as Hercules: but</div>
                     <div class="line">beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true</div>
                     <div class="line">prince. Instinct is a great matter; I was now a</div>
                     <div class="line">coward on instinct. I shall think the better of</div>
                     <div class="line">myself and thee during my life; I for a valiant</div>
                     <div class="line">lion, and thou for a true prince. But, by the Lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">lads, I am glad you have the money. Hostess, clap</div>
                     <div class="line">to the doors: watch to-night, pray to-morrow.</div>
                     <div class="line">Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles</div>
                     <div class="line">of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be</div>
                     <div class="line">merry? shall we have a play extempore?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Content; and the argument shall be thy running away.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter Hostess</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">O Jesu, my lord the prince!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, my lady the hostess! what sayest thou to</div>
                     <div class="line">me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of the court at</div>
                     <div class="line">door would speak with you: he says he comes from</div>
                     <div class="line">your father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Give him as much as will make him a royal man, and</div>
                     <div class="line">send him back again to my mother.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What manner of man is he?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">An old man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What doth gravity out of his bed at midnight? Shall</div>
                     <div class="line">I give him his answer?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, do, Jack.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith, and I'll send him packing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, sirs: by'r lady, you fought fair; so did you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Peto; so did you, Bardolph: you are lions too, you</div>
                     <div class="line">ran away upon instinct, you will not touch the true</div>
                     <div class="line">prince; no, fie!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith, I ran when I saw others run.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith, tell me now in earnest, how came Falstaff's</div>
                     <div class="line">sword so hacked?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, he hacked it with his dagger, and said he would</div>
                     <div class="line">swear truth out of England but he would make you</div>
                     <div class="line">believe it was done in fight, and persuaded us to do the like.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, and to tickle our noses with spear-grass to</div>
                     <div class="line">make them bleed, and then to beslubber our garments</div>
                     <div class="line">with it and swear it was the blood of true men. I</div>
                     <div class="line">did that I did not this seven year before, I blushed</div>
                     <div class="line">to hear his monstrous devices.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen years</div>
                     <div class="line">ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever since</div>
                     <div class="line">thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire and</div>
                     <div class="line">sword on thy side, and yet thou rannest away: what</div>
                     <div class="line">instinct hadst thou for it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, do you see these meteors? do you behold</div>
                     <div class="line">these exhalations?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">What think you they portend?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Hot livers and cold purses.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Choler, my lord, if rightly taken.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">No, if rightly taken, halter.</div>
                     <p>Re-enter FALSTAFF</p>
                     <div class="line">Here comes lean Jack, here comes bare-bone.</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, my sweet creature of bombast!</div>
                     <div class="line">How long is't ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My own knee! when I was about thy years, Hal, I was</div>
                     <div class="line">not an eagle's talon in the waist; I could have</div>
                     <div class="line">crept into any alderman's thumb-ring: a plague of</div>
                     <div class="line">sighing and grief! it blows a man up like a</div>
                     <div class="line">bladder. There's villanous news abroad: here was</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John Bracy from your father; you must to the</div>
                     <div class="line">court in the morning. That same mad fellow of the</div>
                     <div class="line">north, Percy, and he of Wales, that gave Amamon the</div>
                     <div class="line">bastinado and made Lucifer cuckold and swore the</div>
                     <div class="line">devil his true liegeman upon the cross of a Welsh</div>
                     <div class="line">hook--what a plague call you him?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                     <div class="line">O, Glendower.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Owen, Owen, the same; and his son-in-law Mortimer,</div>
                     <div class="line">and old Northumberland, and that sprightly Scot of</div>
                     <div class="line">Scots, Douglas, that runs o' horseback up a hill</div>
                     <div class="line">perpendicular,--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">He that rides at high speed and with his pistol</div>
                     <div class="line">kills a sparrow flying.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">You have hit it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">So did he never the sparrow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him; he will not run.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, what a rascal art thou then, to praise him so</div>
                     <div class="line">for running!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O' horseback, ye cuckoo; but afoot he will not budge a foot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Yes, Jack, upon instinct.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I grant ye, upon instinct. Well, he is there too,</div>
                     <div class="line">and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps more:</div>
                     <div class="line">Worcester is stolen away to-night; thy father's</div>
                     <div class="line">beard is turned white with the news: you may buy</div>
                     <div class="line">land now as cheap as stinking mackerel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then, it is like, if there come a hot June and</div>
                     <div class="line">this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads</div>
                     <div class="line">as they buy hob-nails, by the hundreds.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">By the mass, lad, thou sayest true; it is like we</div>
                     <div class="line">shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal,</div>
                     <div class="line">art not thou horrible afeard? thou being</div>
                     <div class="line">heir-apparent, could the world pick thee out three</div>
                     <div class="line">such enemies again as that fiend Douglas, that</div>
                     <div class="line">spirit Percy, and that devil Glendower? Art thou</div>
                     <div class="line">not horribly afraid? doth not thy blood thrill at</div>
                     <div class="line">it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Not a whit, i' faith; I lack some of thy instinct.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, thou wert be horribly chid tomorrow when thou</div>
                     <div class="line">comest to thy father: if thou love me, practise an answer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Do thou stand for my father, and examine me upon the</div>
                     <div class="line">particulars of my life.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I? content: this chair shall be my state,</div>
                     <div class="line">this dagger my sceptre, and this cushion my crown.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy state is taken for a joined-stool, thy golden</div>
                     <div class="line">sceptre for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich</div>
                     <div class="line">crown for a pitiful bald crown!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">now shalt thou be moved. Give me a cup of sack to</div>
                     <div class="line">make my eyes look red, that it may be thought I have</div>
                     <div class="line">wept; for I must speak in passion, and I will do it</div>
                     <div class="line">in King Cambyses' vein.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, here is my leg.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And here is my speech. Stand aside, nobility.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i' faith!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Weep not, sweet queen; for trickling tears are vain.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">O, the father, how he holds his countenance!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">For God's sake, lords, convey my tristful queen;</div>
                     <div class="line">For tears do stop the flood-gates of her eyes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry</div>
                     <div class="line">players as ever I see!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, good pint-pot; peace, good tickle-brain.</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry, I do not only marvel where thou spendest thy</div>
                     <div class="line">time, but also how thou art accompanied: for though</div>
                     <div class="line">the camomile, the more it is trodden on the faster</div>
                     <div class="line">it grows, yet youth, the more it is wasted the</div>
                     <div class="line">sooner it wears. That thou art my son, I have</div>
                     <div class="line">partly thy mother's word, partly my own opinion,</div>
                     <div class="line">but chiefly a villanous trick of thine eye and a</div>
                     <div class="line">foolish-hanging of thy nether lip, that doth warrant</div>
                     <div class="line">me. If then thou be son to me, here lies the point;</div>
                     <div class="line">why, being son to me, art thou so pointed at? Shall</div>
                     <div class="line">the blessed sun of heaven prove a micher and eat</div>
                     <div class="line">blackberries? a question not to be asked. Shall</div>
                     <div class="line">the sun of England prove a thief and take purses? a</div>
                     <div class="line">question to be asked. There is a thing, Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">which thou hast often heard of and it is known to</div>
                     <div class="line">many in our land by the name of pitch: this pitch,</div>
                     <div class="line">as ancient writers do report, doth defile; so doth</div>
                     <div class="line">the company thou keepest: for, Harry, now I do not</div>
                     <div class="line">speak to thee in drink but in tears, not in</div>
                     <div class="line">pleasure but in passion, not in words only, but in</div>
                     <div class="line">woes also: and yet there is a virtuous man whom I</div>
                     <div class="line">have often noted in thy company, but I know not his name.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What manner of man, an it like your majesty?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A goodly portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a</div>
                     <div class="line">cheerful look, a pleasing eye and a most noble</div>
                     <div class="line">carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or,</div>
                     <div class="line">by'r lady, inclining to three score; and now I</div>
                     <div class="line">remember me, his name is Falstaff: if that man</div>
                     <div class="line">should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me; for, Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be</div>
                     <div class="line">known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then,</div>
                     <div class="line">peremptorily I speak it, there is virtue in that</div>
                     <div class="line">Falstaff: him keep with, the rest banish. And tell</div>
                     <div class="line">me now, thou naughty varlet, tell me, where hast</div>
                     <div class="line">thou been this month?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou stand for me,</div>
                     <div class="line">and I'll play my father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Depose me? if thou dost it half so gravely, so</div>
                     <div class="line">majestically, both in word and matter, hang me up by</div>
                     <div class="line">the heels for a rabbit-sucker or a poulter's hare.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, here I am set.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">And here I stand: judge, my masters.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, Harry, whence come you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My noble lord, from Eastcheap.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">The complaints I hear of thee are grievous.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Sblood, my lord, they are false: nay, I'll tickle</div>
                     <div class="line">ye for a young prince, i' faith.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Swearest thou, ungracious boy? henceforth ne'er look</div>
                     <div class="line">on me. Thou art violently carried away from grace:</div>
                     <div class="line">there is a devil haunts thee in the likeness of an</div>
                     <div class="line">old fat man; a tun of man is thy companion. Why</div>
                     <div class="line">dost thou converse with that trunk of humours, that</div>
                     <div class="line">bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swollen parcel</div>
                     <div class="line">of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuffed</div>
                     <div class="line">cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with</div>
                     <div class="line">the pudding in his belly, that reverend vice, that</div>
                     <div class="line">grey iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in</div>
                     <div class="line">years? Wherein is he good, but to taste sack and</div>
                     <div class="line">drink it? wherein neat and cleanly, but to carve a</div>
                     <div class="line">capon and eat it? wherein cunning, but in craft?</div>
                     <div class="line">wherein crafty, but in villany? wherein villanous,</div>
                     <div class="line">but in all things? wherein worthy, but in nothing?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I would your grace would take me with you: whom</div>
                     <div class="line">means your grace?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">That villanous abominable misleader of youth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, the man I know.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I know thou dost.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">But to say I know more harm in him than in myself,</div>
                     <div class="line">were to say more than I know. That he is old, the</div>
                     <div class="line">more the pity, his white hairs do witness it; but</div>
                     <div class="line">that he is, saving your reverence, a whoremaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar be a fault,</div>
                     <div class="line">God help the wicked! if to be old and merry be a</div>
                     <div class="line">sin, then many an old host that I know is damned: if</div>
                     <div class="line">to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh's lean kine</div>
                     <div class="line">are to be loved. No, my good lord; banish Peto,</div>
                     <div class="line">banish Bardolph, banish Poins: but for sweet Jack</div>
                     <div class="line">Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack Falstaff,</div>
                     <div class="line">valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more valiant,</div>
                     <div class="line">being, as he is, old Jack Falstaff, banish not him</div>
                     <div class="line">thy Harry's company, banish not him thy Harry's</div>
                     <div class="line">company: banish plump Jack, and banish all the world.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I do, I will.</div>
                     <p>A knocking heard</p>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Hostess, FRANCIS, and BARDOLPH</p>
               <p>Re-enter BARDOLPH, running</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">O, my lord, my lord! the sheriff with a most</div>
                     <div class="line">monstrous watch is at the door.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Out, ye rogue! Play out the play: I have much to</div>
                     <div class="line">say in the behalf of that Falstaff.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter the Hostess</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">O Jesu, my lord, my lord!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Heigh, heigh! the devil rides upon a fiddlestick:</div>
                     <div class="line">what's the matter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">The sheriff and all the watch are at the door: they</div>
                     <div class="line">are come to search the house. Shall I let them in?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou hear, Hal? never call a true piece of</div>
                     <div class="line">gold a counterfeit: thou art essentially mad,</div>
                     <div class="line">without seeming so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou a natural coward, without instinct.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I deny your major: if you will deny the sheriff,</div>
                     <div class="line">so; if not, let him enter: if I become not a cart</div>
                     <div class="line">as well as another man, a plague on my bringing up!</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope I shall as soon be strangled with a halter as another.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, hide thee behind the arras: the rest walk up</div>
                     <div class="line">above. Now, my masters, for a true face and good</div>
                     <div class="line">conscience.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Both which I have had: but their date is out, and</div>
                     <div class="line">therefore I'll hide me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Call in the sheriff.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt all except PRINCE HENRY and PETO</p>
                     <p>Enter Sheriff and the Carrier</p>
                     <div class="line">Now, master sheriff, what is your will with me?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">First, pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath follow'd certain men unto this house.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What men?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">One of them is well known, my gracious lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">A gross fat man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Carrier</div>
                     <div class="line">As fat as butter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">The man, I do assure you, is not here;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I myself at this time have employ'd him.</div>
                     <div class="line">And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee</div>
                     <div class="line">That I will, by to-morrow dinner-time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Send him to answer thee, or any man,</div>
                     <div class="line">For any thing he shall be charged withal:</div>
                     <div class="line">And so let me entreat you leave the house.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen</div>
                     <div class="line">Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">It may be so: if he have robb'd these men,</div>
                     <div class="line">He shall be answerable; and so farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">Good night, my noble lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I think it is good morrow, is it not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Sheriff</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o'clock.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt Sheriff and Carrier</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">This oily rascal is known as well as Paul's. Go,</div>
                     <div class="line">call him forth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">Falstaff!--Fast asleep behind the arras, and</div>
                     <div class="line">snorting like a horse.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Hark, how hard he fetches breath. Search his pockets.</div>
                     <p>He searcheth his pockets, and findeth certain papers</p>
                     <div class="line">What hast thou found?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing but papers, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Let's see what they be: read them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Reads</span>  Item, A capon,. . 2s. 2d.</div>
                     <div class="line">Item, Sauce,. . . 4d.</div>
                     <div class="line">Item, Sack, two gallons, 5s. 8d.</div>
                     <div class="line">Item, Anchovies and sack after supper, 2s. 6d.</div>
                     <div class="line">Item, Bread,        ob.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O monstrous! but one half-penny-worth of bread to</div>
                     <div class="line">this intolerable deal of sack! What there is else,</div>
                     <div class="line">keep close; we'll read it at more advantage: there</div>
                     <div class="line">let him sleep till day. I'll to the court in the</div>
                     <div class="line">morning. We must all to the wars, and thy place</div>
                     <div class="line">shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat rogue a</div>
                     <div class="line">charge of foot; and I know his death will be a</div>
                     <div class="line">march of twelve-score. The money shall be paid</div>
                     <div class="line">back again with advantage. Be with me betimes in</div>
                     <div class="line">the morning; and so, good morrow, Peto.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                     <div class="line">Good morrow, good my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.5">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 3. ACT III</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Bangor. The Archdeacon's house.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. Scene III  Eastcheap. The Boar's-Head Tavern.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  Bangor. The Archdeacon's house.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, MORTIMER, and GLENDOWER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">These promises are fair, the parties sure,</div>
                     <div class="line">And our induction full of prosperous hope.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you sit down?</div>
                     <div class="line">And uncle Worcester: a plague upon it!</div>
                     <div class="line">I have forgot the map.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">No, here it is.</div>
                     <div class="line">Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur,</div>
                     <div class="line">For by that name as oft as Lancaster</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale and with</div>
                     <div class="line">A rising sigh he wisheth you in heaven.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">And you in hell, as oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot blame him: at my nativity</div>
                     <div class="line">The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of burning cressets; and at my birth</div>
                     <div class="line">The frame and huge foundation of the earth</div>
                     <div class="line">Shaked like a coward.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so it would have done at the same season, if</div>
                     <div class="line">your mother's cat had but kittened, though yourself</div>
                     <div class="line">had never been born.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I say the earth did shake when I was born.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">And I say the earth was not of my mind,</div>
                     <div class="line">If you suppose as fearing you it shook.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire,</div>
                     <div class="line">And not in fear of your nativity.</div>
                     <div class="line">Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth</div>
                     <div class="line">In strange eruptions; oft the teeming earth</div>
                     <div class="line">Is with a kind of colic pinch'd and vex'd</div>
                     <div class="line">By the imprisoning of unruly wind</div>
                     <div class="line">Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving,</div>
                     <div class="line">Shakes the old beldam earth and topples down</div>
                     <div class="line">Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth</div>
                     <div class="line">Our grandam earth, having this distemperature,</div>
                     <div class="line">In passion shook.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousin, of many men</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave</div>
                     <div class="line">To tell you once again that at my birth</div>
                     <div class="line">The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,</div>
                     <div class="line">The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds</div>
                     <div class="line">Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields.</div>
                     <div class="line">These signs have mark'd me extraordinary;</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the courses of my life do show</div>
                     <div class="line">I am not in the roll of common men.</div>
                     <div class="line">Where is he living, clipp'd in with the sea</div>
                     <div class="line">That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which calls me pupil, or hath read to me?</div>
                     <div class="line">And bring him out that is but woman's son</div>
                     <div class="line">Can trace me in the tedious ways of art</div>
                     <div class="line">And hold me pace in deep experiments.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I think there's no man speaks better Welsh.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll to dinner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him mad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I can call spirits from the vasty deep.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, so can I, or so can any man;</div>
                     <div class="line">But will they come when you do call for them?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command</div>
                     <div class="line">The devil.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil</div>
                     <div class="line">By telling truth: tell truth and shame the devil.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I'll be sworn I have power to shame him hence.</div>
                     <div class="line">O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head</div>
                     <div class="line">Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye</div>
                     <div class="line">And sandy-bottom'd Severn have I sent him</div>
                     <div class="line">Bootless home and weather-beaten back.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Home without boots, and in foul weather too!</div>
                     <div class="line">How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, here's the map: shall we divide our right</div>
                     <div class="line">According to our threefold order ta'en?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">The archdeacon hath divided it</div>
                     <div class="line">Into three limits very equally:</div>
                     <div class="line">England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,</div>
                     <div class="line">By south and east is to my part assign'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore,</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the fertile land within that bound,</div>
                     <div class="line">To Owen Glendower: and, dear coz, to you</div>
                     <div class="line">The remnant northward, lying off from Trent.</div>
                     <div class="line">And our indentures tripartite are drawn;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which being sealed interchangeably,</div>
                     <div class="line">A business that this night may execute,</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, cousin Percy, you and I</div>
                     <div class="line">And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth</div>
                     <div class="line">To meet your father and the Scottish power,</div>
                     <div class="line">As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.</div>
                     <div class="line">My father Glendower is not ready yet,</div>
                     <div class="line">Not shall we need his help these fourteen days.</div>
                     <div class="line">Within that space you may have drawn together</div>
                     <div class="line">Your tenants, friends and neighbouring gentlemen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">A shorter time shall send me to you, lords:</div>
                     <div class="line">And in my conduct shall your ladies come;</div>
                     <div class="line">From whom you now must steal and take no leave,</div>
                     <div class="line">For there will be a world of water shed</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the parting of your wives and you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here,</div>
                     <div class="line">In quantity equals not one of yours:</div>
                     <div class="line">See how this river comes me cranking in,</div>
                     <div class="line">And cuts me from the best of all my land</div>
                     <div class="line">A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out.</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll have the current in this place damm'd up;</div>
                     <div class="line">And here the smug and silver Trent shall run</div>
                     <div class="line">In a new channel, fair and evenly;</div>
                     <div class="line">It shall not wind with such a deep indent,</div>
                     <div class="line">To rob me of so rich a bottom here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Not wind? it shall, it must; you see it doth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, but</div>
                     <div class="line">Mark how he bears his course, and runs me up</div>
                     <div class="line">With like advantage on the other side;</div>
                     <div class="line">Gelding the opposed continent as much</div>
                     <div class="line">As on the other side it takes from you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, but a little charge will trench him here</div>
                     <div class="line">And on this north side win this cape of land;</div>
                     <div class="line">And then he runs straight and even.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll have it so: a little charge will do it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll not have it alter'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Will not you?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">No, nor you shall not.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Who shall say me nay?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, that will I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">I can speak English, lord, as well as you;</div>
                     <div class="line">For I was train'd up in the English court;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where, being but young, I framed to the harp</div>
                     <div class="line">Many an English ditty lovely well</div>
                     <div class="line">And gave the tongue a helpful ornament,</div>
                     <div class="line">A virtue that was never seen in you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I am glad of it with all my heart:</div>
                     <div class="line">I had rather be a kitten and cry mew</div>
                     <div class="line">Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers;</div>
                     <div class="line">I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree;</div>
                     <div class="line">And that would set my teeth nothing on edge,</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing so much as mincing poetry:</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, you shall have Trent turn'd.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land</div>
                     <div class="line">To any well-deserving friend;</div>
                     <div class="line">But in the way of bargain, mark ye me,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.</div>
                     <div class="line">Are the indentures drawn? shall we be gone?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">The moon shines fair; you may away by night:</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll haste the writer and withal</div>
                     <div class="line">Break with your wives of your departure hence:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am afraid my daughter will run mad,</div>
                     <div class="line">So much she doteth on her Mortimer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit GLENDOWER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">Fie, cousin Percy! how you cross my father!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot choose: sometime he angers me</div>
                     <div class="line">With telling me of the mouldwarp and the ant,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,</div>
                     <div class="line">And of a dragon and a finless fish,</div>
                     <div class="line">A clip-wing'd griffin and a moulten raven,</div>
                     <div class="line">A couching lion and a ramping cat,</div>
                     <div class="line">And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff</div>
                     <div class="line">As puts me from my faith. I tell you what;</div>
                     <div class="line">He held me last night at least nine hours</div>
                     <div class="line">In reckoning up the several devils' names</div>
                     <div class="line">That were his lackeys: I cried 'hum,' and 'well, go to,'</div>
                     <div class="line">But mark'd him not a word. O, he is as tedious</div>
                     <div class="line">As a tired horse, a railing wife;</div>
                     <div class="line">Worse than a smoky house: I had rather live</div>
                     <div class="line">With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than feed on cates and have him talk to me</div>
                     <div class="line">In any summer-house in Christendom.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,</div>
                     <div class="line">Exceedingly well read, and profited</div>
                     <div class="line">In strange concealments, valiant as a lion</div>
                     <div class="line">And as wondrous affable and as bountiful</div>
                     <div class="line">As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?</div>
                     <div class="line">He holds your temper in a high respect</div>
                     <div class="line">And curbs himself even of his natural scope</div>
                     <div class="line">When you come 'cross his humour; faith, he does:</div>
                     <div class="line">I warrant you, that man is not alive</div>
                     <div class="line">Might so have tempted him as you have done,</div>
                     <div class="line">Without the taste of danger and reproof:</div>
                     <div class="line">But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame;</div>
                     <div class="line">And since your coming hither have done enough</div>
                     <div class="line">To put him quite beside his patience.</div>
                     <div class="line">You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault:</div>
                     <div class="line">Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood,--</div>
                     <div class="line">And that's the dearest grace it renders you,--</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,</div>
                     <div class="line">Defect of manners, want of government,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pride, haughtiness, opinion and disdain:</div>
                     <div class="line">The least of which haunting a nobleman</div>
                     <div class="line">Loseth men's hearts and leaves behind a stain</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the beauty of all parts besides,</div>
                     <div class="line">Beguiling them of commendation.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, I am school'd: good manners be your speed!</div>
                     <div class="line">Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter GLENDOWER with the ladies</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the deadly spite that angers me;</div>
                     <div class="line">My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">My daughter weeps: she will not part with you;</div>
                     <div class="line">She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall follow in your conduct speedily.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she
answers him in the same</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">She is desperate here; a peevish self-wind harlotry,</div>
                     <div class="line">one that no persuasion can do good upon.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The lady speaks in Welsh</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">I understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh</div>
                     <div class="line">Which thou pour'st down from these swelling heavens</div>
                     <div class="line">I am too perfect in; and, but for shame,</div>
                     <div class="line">In such a parley should I answer thee.</div>
                     <p>The lady speaks again in Welsh</p>
                     <div class="line">I understand thy kisses and thou mine,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that's a feeling disputation:</div>
                     <div class="line">But I will never be a truant, love,</div>
                     <div class="line">Till I have learned thy language; for thy tongue</div>
                     <div class="line">Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower,</div>
                     <div class="line">With ravishing division, to her lute.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The lady speaks again in Welsh</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I am ignorance itself in this!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down</div>
                     <div class="line">And rest your gentle head upon her lap,</div>
                     <div class="line">And she will sing the song that pleaseth you</div>
                     <div class="line">And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep.</div>
                     <div class="line">Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,</div>
                     <div class="line">Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep</div>
                     <div class="line">As is the difference betwixt day and night</div>
                     <div class="line">The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team</div>
                     <div class="line">Begins his golden progress in the east.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">With all my heart I'll sit and hear her sing:</div>
                     <div class="line">By that time will our book, I think, be drawn</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Do so;</div>
                     <div class="line">And those musicians that shall play to you</div>
                     <div class="line">Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,</div>
                     <div class="line">And straight they shall be here: sit, and attend.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down: come,</div>
                     <div class="line">quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Go, ye giddy goose.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The music plays</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh;</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'tis no marvel he is so humorous.</div>
                     <div class="line">By'r lady, he is a good musician.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Then should you be nothing but musical for you are</div>
                     <div class="line">altogether governed by humours. Lie still, ye thief,</div>
                     <div class="line">and hear the lady sing in Welsh.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Wouldst thou have thy head broken?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">No.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Then be still.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Neither;'tis a woman's fault.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Now God help thee!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">To the Welsh lady's bed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">What's that?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace! she sings.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Here the lady sings a Welsh song</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, Kate, I'll have your song too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">Not mine, in good sooth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Not yours, in good sooth! Heart! you swear like a</div>
                     <div class="line">comfit-maker's wife. 'Not you, in good sooth,' and</div>
                     <div class="line">'as true as I live,' and 'as God shall mend me,' and</div>
                     <div class="line">'as sure as day,'</div>
                     <div class="line">And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths,</div>
                     <div class="line">As if thou never walk'st further than Finsbury.</div>
                     <div class="line">Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,</div>
                     <div class="line">A good mouth-filling oath, and leave 'in sooth,'</div>
                     <div class="line">And such protest of pepper-gingerbread,</div>
                     <div class="line">To velvet-guards and Sunday-citizens.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, sing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                     <div class="line">I will not sing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be red-breast</div>
                     <div class="line">teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll away</div>
                     <div class="line">within these two hours; and so, come in when ye will.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">GLENDOWER</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come, Lord Mortimer; you are as slow</div>
                     <div class="line">As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go.</div>
                     <div class="line">By this our book is drawn; we'll but seal,</div>
                     <div class="line">And then to horse immediately.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">MORTIMER</div>
                     <div class="line">With all my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY IV, PRINCE HENRY, and others</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I</div>
                     <div class="line">Must have some private conference; but be near at hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">For we shall presently have need of you.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt Lords</p>
                     <div class="line">I know not whether God will have it so,</div>
                     <div class="line">For some displeasing service I have done,</div>
                     <div class="line">That, in his secret doom, out of my blood</div>
                     <div class="line">He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me;</div>
                     <div class="line">But thou dost in thy passages of life</div>
                     <div class="line">Make me believe that thou art only mark'd</div>
                     <div class="line">For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven</div>
                     <div class="line">To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else,</div>
                     <div class="line">Could such inordinate and low desires,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such barren pleasures, rude society,</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou art match'd withal and grafted to,</div>
                     <div class="line">Accompany the greatness of thy blood</div>
                     <div class="line">And hold their level with thy princely heart?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">So please your majesty, I would I could</div>
                     <div class="line">Quit all offences with as clear excuse</div>
                     <div class="line">As well as I am doubtless I can purge</div>
                     <div class="line">Myself of many I am charged withal:</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet such extenuation let me beg,</div>
                     <div class="line">As, in reproof of many tales devised,</div>
                     <div class="line">which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,</div>
                     <div class="line">By smiling pick-thanks and base news-mongers,</div>
                     <div class="line">I may, for some things true, wherein my youth</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath faulty wander'd and irregular,</div>
                     <div class="line">Find pardon on my true submission.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">God pardon thee! yet let me wonder, Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">At thy affections, which do hold a wing</div>
                     <div class="line">Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost.</div>
                     <div class="line">Which by thy younger brother is supplied,</div>
                     <div class="line">And art almost an alien to the hearts</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all the court and princes of my blood:</div>
                     <div class="line">The hope and expectation of thy time</div>
                     <div class="line">Is ruin'd, and the soul of every man</div>
                     <div class="line">Prophetically doth forethink thy fall.</div>
                     <div class="line">Had I so lavish of my presence been,</div>
                     <div class="line">So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men,</div>
                     <div class="line">So stale and cheap to vulgar company,</div>
                     <div class="line">Opinion, that did help me to the crown,</div>
                     <div class="line">Had still kept loyal to possession</div>
                     <div class="line">And left me in reputeless banishment,</div>
                     <div class="line">A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.</div>
                     <div class="line">By being seldom seen, I could not stir</div>
                     <div class="line">But like a comet I was wonder'd at;</div>
                     <div class="line">That men would tell their children 'This is he;'</div>
                     <div class="line">Others would say 'Where, which is Bolingbroke?'</div>
                     <div class="line">And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,</div>
                     <div class="line">And dress'd myself in such humility</div>
                     <div class="line">That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts,</div>
                     <div class="line">Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths,</div>
                     <div class="line">Even in the presence of the crowned king.</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus did I keep my person fresh and new;</div>
                     <div class="line">My presence, like a robe pontifical,</div>
                     <div class="line">Ne'er seen but wonder'd at: and so my state,</div>
                     <div class="line">Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast</div>
                     <div class="line">And won by rareness such solemnity.</div>
                     <div class="line">The skipping king, he ambled up and down</div>
                     <div class="line">With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits,</div>
                     <div class="line">Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state,</div>
                     <div class="line">Mingled his royalty with capering fools,</div>
                     <div class="line">Had his great name profaned with their scorns</div>
                     <div class="line">And gave his countenance, against his name,</div>
                     <div class="line">To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push</div>
                     <div class="line">Of every beardless vain comparative,</div>
                     <div class="line">Grew a companion to the common streets,</div>
                     <div class="line">Enfeoff'd himself to popularity;</div>
                     <div class="line">That, being daily swallow'd by men's eyes,</div>
                     <div class="line">They surfeited with honey and began</div>
                     <div class="line">To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little</div>
                     <div class="line">More than a little is by much too much.</div>
                     <div class="line">So when he had occasion to be seen,</div>
                     <div class="line">He was but as the cuckoo is in June,</div>
                     <div class="line">Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">As, sick and blunted with community,</div>
                     <div class="line">Afford no extraordinary gaze,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such as is bent on sun-like majesty</div>
                     <div class="line">When it shines seldom in admiring eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">But rather drowzed and hung their eyelids down,</div>
                     <div class="line">Slept in his face and render'd such aspect</div>
                     <div class="line">As cloudy men use to their adversaries,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being with his presence glutted, gorged and full.</div>
                     <div class="line">And in that very line, Harry, standest thou;</div>
                     <div class="line">For thou has lost thy princely privilege</div>
                     <div class="line">With vile participation: not an eye</div>
                     <div class="line">But is a-weary of thy common sight,</div>
                     <div class="line">Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which now doth that I would not have it do,</div>
                     <div class="line">Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">Be more myself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">For all the world</div>
                     <div class="line">As thou art to this hour was Richard then</div>
                     <div class="line">When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh,</div>
                     <div class="line">And even as I was then is Percy now.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by my sceptre and my soul to boot,</div>
                     <div class="line">He hath more worthy interest to the state</div>
                     <div class="line">Than thou the shadow of succession;</div>
                     <div class="line">For of no right, nor colour like to right,</div>
                     <div class="line">He doth fill fields with harness in the realm,</div>
                     <div class="line">Turns head against the lion's armed jaws,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, being no more in debt to years than thou,</div>
                     <div class="line">Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on</div>
                     <div class="line">To bloody battles and to bruising arms.</div>
                     <div class="line">What never-dying honour hath he got</div>
                     <div class="line">Against renowned Douglas! whose high deeds,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose hot incursions and great name in arms</div>
                     <div class="line">Holds from all soldiers chief majority</div>
                     <div class="line">And military title capital</div>
                     <div class="line">Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swathling clothes,</div>
                     <div class="line">This infant warrior, in his enterprises</div>
                     <div class="line">Discomfited great Douglas, ta'en him once,</div>
                     <div class="line">Enlarged him and made a friend of him,</div>
                     <div class="line">To fill the mouth of deep defiance up</div>
                     <div class="line">And shake the peace and safety of our throne.</div>
                     <div class="line">And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland,</div>
                     <div class="line">The Archbishop's grace of York, Douglas, Mortimer,</div>
                     <div class="line">Capitulate against us and are up.</div>
                     <div class="line">But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which art my near'st and dearest enemy?</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou that art like enough, through vassal fear,</div>
                     <div class="line">Base inclination and the start of spleen</div>
                     <div class="line">To fight against me under Percy's pay,</div>
                     <div class="line">To dog his heels and curtsy at his frowns,</div>
                     <div class="line">To show how much thou art degenerate.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not think so; you shall not find it so:</div>
                     <div class="line">And God forgive them that so much have sway'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Your majesty's good thoughts away from me!</div>
                     <div class="line">I will redeem all this on Percy's head</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the closing of some glorious day</div>
                     <div class="line">Be bold to tell you that I am your son;</div>
                     <div class="line">When I will wear a garment all of blood</div>
                     <div class="line">And stain my favours in a bloody mask,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which, wash'd away, shall scour my shame with it:</div>
                     <div class="line">And that shall be the day, whene'er it lights,</div>
                     <div class="line">That this same child of honour and renown,</div>
                     <div class="line">This gallant Hotspur, this all-praised knight,</div>
                     <div class="line">And your unthought-of Harry chance to meet.</div>
                     <div class="line">For every honour sitting on his helm,</div>
                     <div class="line">Would they were multitudes, and on my head</div>
                     <div class="line">My shames redoubled! for the time will come,</div>
                     <div class="line">That I shall make this northern youth exchange</div>
                     <div class="line">His glorious deeds for my indignities.</div>
                     <div class="line">Percy is but my factor, good my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will call him to so strict account,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he shall render every glory up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart.</div>
                     <div class="line">This, in the name of God, I promise here:</div>
                     <div class="line">The which if He be pleased I shall perform,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do beseech your majesty may salve</div>
                     <div class="line">The long-grown wounds of my intemperance:</div>
                     <div class="line">If not, the end of life cancels all bands;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I will die a hundred thousand deaths</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">A hundred thousand rebels die in this:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust herein.</div>
                     <p>Enter BLUNT</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, good Blunt? thy looks are full of speed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">So hath the business that I come to speak of.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word</div>
                     <div class="line">That Douglas and the English rebels met</div>
                     <div class="line">The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury</div>
                     <div class="line">A mighty and a fearful head they are,</div>
                     <div class="line">If promises be kept on every hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">As ever offer'd foul play in the state.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">The Earl of Westmoreland set forth to-day;</div>
                     <div class="line">With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster;</div>
                     <div class="line">For this advertisement is five days old:</div>
                     <div class="line">On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward;</div>
                     <div class="line">On Thursday we ourselves will march: our meeting</div>
                     <div class="line">Is Bridgenorth: and, Harry, you shall march</div>
                     <div class="line">Through Gloucestershire; by which account,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our business valued, some twelve days hence</div>
                     <div class="line">Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet.</div>
                     <div class="line">Our hands are full of business: let's away;</div>
                     <div class="line">Advantage feeds him fat, while men delay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.5.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. Scene III  Eastcheap. The Boar's-Head Tavern.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since this last</div>
                     <div class="line">action? do I not bate? do I not dwindle? Why my</div>
                     <div class="line">skin hangs about me like an like an old lady's loose</div>
                     <div class="line">gown; I am withered like an old apple-john. Well,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in some</div>
                     <div class="line">liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I</div>
                     <div class="line">shall have no strength to repent. An I have not</div>
                     <div class="line">forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I</div>
                     <div class="line">am a peppercorn, a brewer's horse: the inside of a</div>
                     <div class="line">church! Company, villanous company, hath been the</div>
                     <div class="line">spoil of me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir John, you are so fretful, you cannot live long.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, there is it: come sing me a bawdy song; make</div>
                     <div class="line">me merry. I was as virtuously given as a gentleman</div>
                     <div class="line">need to be; virtuous enough; swore little; diced not</div>
                     <div class="line">above seven times a week; went to a bawdy-house once</div>
                     <div class="line">in a quarter--of an hour; paid money that I</div>
                     <div class="line">borrowed, three of four times; lived well and in</div>
                     <div class="line">good compass: and now I live out of all order, out</div>
                     <div class="line">of all compass.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that you must needs</div>
                     <div class="line">be out of all compass, out of all reasonable</div>
                     <div class="line">compass, Sir John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life:</div>
                     <div class="line">thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern in</div>
                     <div class="line">the poop, but 'tis in the nose of thee; thou art the</div>
                     <div class="line">Knight of the Burning Lamp.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No, I'll be sworn; I make as good use of it as many</div>
                     <div class="line">a man doth of a Death's-head or a memento mori: I</div>
                     <div class="line">never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire and</div>
                     <div class="line">Dives that lived in purple; for there he is in his</div>
                     <div class="line">robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way</div>
                     <div class="line">given to virtue, I would swear by thy face; my oath</div>
                     <div class="line">should be 'By this fire, that's God's angel:' but</div>
                     <div class="line">thou art altogether given over; and wert indeed, but</div>
                     <div class="line">for the light in thy face, the son of utter</div>
                     <div class="line">darkness. When thou rannest up Gadshill in the</div>
                     <div class="line">night to catch my horse, if I did not think thou</div>
                     <div class="line">hadst been an ignis fatuus or a ball of wildfire,</div>
                     <div class="line">there's no purchase in money. O, thou art a</div>
                     <div class="line">perpetual triumph, an everlasting bonfire-light!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast saved me a thousand marks in links and</div>
                     <div class="line">torches, walking with thee in the night betwixt</div>
                     <div class="line">tavern and tavern: but the sack that thou hast</div>
                     <div class="line">drunk me would have bought me lights as good cheap</div>
                     <div class="line">at the dearest chandler's in Europe. I have</div>
                     <div class="line">maintained that salamander of yours with fire any</div>
                     <div class="line">time this two and thirty years; God reward me for</div>
                     <div class="line">it!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">'Sblood, I would my face were in your belly!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be heart-burned.</div>
                     <p>Enter Hostess</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, Dame Partlet the hen! have you inquired</div>
                     <div class="line">yet who picked my pocket?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir John? do you</div>
                     <div class="line">think I keep thieves in my house? I have searched,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have inquired, so has my husband, man by man, boy</div>
                     <div class="line">by boy, servant by servant: the tithe of a hair</div>
                     <div class="line">was never lost in my house before.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Ye lie, hostess: Bardolph was shaved and lost many</div>
                     <div class="line">a hair; and I'll be sworn my pocket was picked. Go</div>
                     <div class="line">to, you are a woman, go.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, I? no; I defy thee: God's light, I was never</div>
                     <div class="line">called so in mine own house before.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to, I know you well enough.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">No, Sir John; You do not know me, Sir John. I know</div>
                     <div class="line">you, Sir John: you owe me money, Sir John; and now</div>
                     <div class="line">you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it: I bought</div>
                     <div class="line">you a dozen of shirts to your back.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dowlas, filthy dowlas: I have given them away to</div>
                     <div class="line">bakers' wives, and they have made bolters of them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight</div>
                     <div class="line">shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, Sir</div>
                     <div class="line">John, for your diet and by-drinkings, and money lent</div>
                     <div class="line">you, four and twenty pound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">He had his part of it; let him pay.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">He? alas, he is poor; he hath nothing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">How! poor? look upon his face; what call you rich?</div>
                     <div class="line">let them coin his nose, let them coin his cheeks:</div>
                     <div class="line">Ill not pay a denier. What, will you make a younker</div>
                     <div class="line">of me? shall I not take mine case in mine inn but I</div>
                     <div class="line">shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a</div>
                     <div class="line">seal-ring of my grandfather's worth forty mark.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">O Jesu, I have heard the prince tell him, I know not</div>
                     <div class="line">how oft, that ring was copper!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">How! the prince is a Jack, a sneak-cup: 'sblood, an</div>
                     <div class="line">he were here, I would cudgel him like a dog, if he</div>
                     <div class="line">would say so.</div>
                     <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY and PETO, marching, and FALSTAFF
meets them playing on his truncheon like a life</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, lad! is the wind in that door, i' faith?</div>
                     <div class="line">must we all march?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, I pray you, hear me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What sayest thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth thy</div>
                     <div class="line">husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Good my lord, hear me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Prithee, let her alone, and list to me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What sayest thou, Jack?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">The other night I fell asleep here behind the arras</div>
                     <div class="line">and had my pocket picked: this house is turned</div>
                     <div class="line">bawdy-house; they pick pockets.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What didst thou lose, Jack?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Wilt thou believe me, Hal? three or four bonds of</div>
                     <div class="line">forty pound apiece, and a seal-ring of my</div>
                     <div class="line">grandfather's.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">A trifle, some eight-penny matter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">So I told him, my lord; and I said I heard your</div>
                     <div class="line">grace say so: and, my lord, he speaks most vilely</div>
                     <div class="line">of you, like a foul-mouthed man as he is; and said</div>
                     <div class="line">he would cudgel you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What! he did not?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">There's neither faith, truth, nor womanhood in me else.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">There's no more faith in thee than in a stewed</div>
                     <div class="line">prune; nor no more truth in thee than in a drawn</div>
                     <div class="line">fox; and for womanhood, Maid Marian may be the</div>
                     <div class="line">deputy's wife of the ward to thee. Go, you thing,</div>
                     <div class="line">go</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, what thing? what thing?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What thing! why, a thing to thank God on.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou</div>
                     <div class="line">shouldst know it; I am an honest man's wife: and,</div>
                     <div class="line">setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to</div>
                     <div class="line">call me so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a beast to say</div>
                     <div class="line">otherwise.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Say, what beast, thou knave, thou?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What beast! why, an otter.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">An otter, Sir John! Why an otter?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, she's neither fish nor flesh; a man knows not</div>
                     <div class="line">where to have her.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art an unjust man in saying so: thou or any</div>
                     <div class="line">man knows where to have me, thou knave, thou!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou sayest true, hostess; and he slanders thee most grossly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">So he doth you, my lord; and said this other day you</div>
                     <div class="line">ought him a thousand pound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">A thousand pound, Ha! a million: thy love is worth</div>
                     <div class="line">a million: thou owest me thy love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Hostess</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, my lord, he called you Jack, and said he would</div>
                     <div class="line">cudgel you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Did I, Bardolph?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed, Sir John, you said so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, if he said my ring was copper.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I say 'tis copper: darest thou be as good as thy word now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but man, I dare:</div>
                     <div class="line">but as thou art prince, I fear thee as I fear the</div>
                     <div class="line">roaring of a lion's whelp.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">And why not as the lion?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">The king is to be feared as the lion: dost thou</div>
                     <div class="line">think I'll fear thee as I fear thy father? nay, an</div>
                     <div class="line">I do, I pray God my girdle break.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about thy</div>
                     <div class="line">knees! But, sirrah, there's no room for faith,</div>
                     <div class="line">truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine; it is all</div>
                     <div class="line">filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest</div>
                     <div class="line">woman with picking thy pocket! why, thou whoreson,</div>
                     <div class="line">impudent, embossed rascal, if there were anything in</div>
                     <div class="line">thy pocket but tavern-reckonings, memorandums of</div>
                     <div class="line">bawdy-houses, and one poor penny-worth of</div>
                     <div class="line">sugar-candy to make thee long-winded, if thy pocket</div>
                     <div class="line">were enriched with any other injuries but these, I</div>
                     <div class="line">am a villain: and yet you will stand to if; you will</div>
                     <div class="line">not pocket up wrong: art thou not ashamed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Dost thou hear, Hal? thou knowest in the state of</div>
                     <div class="line">innocency Adam fell; and what should poor Jack</div>
                     <div class="line">Falstaff do in the days of villany? Thou seest I</div>
                     <div class="line">have more flesh than another man, and therefore more</div>
                     <div class="line">frailty. You confess then, you picked my pocket?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">It appears so by the story.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hostess, I forgive thee: go, make ready breakfast;</div>
                     <div class="line">love thy husband, look to thy servants, cherish thy</div>
                     <div class="line">guests: thou shalt find me tractable to any honest</div>
                     <div class="line">reason: thou seest I am pacified still. Nay,</div>
                     <div class="line">prithee, be gone.</div>
                     <p>Exit Hostess</p>
                     <div class="line">Now Hal, to the news at court: for the robbery,</div>
                     <div class="line">lad, how is that answered?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to</div>
                     <div class="line">thee: the money is paid back again.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I do not like that paying back; 'tis a double labour.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I am good friends with my father and may do any thing.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou doest, and</div>
                     <div class="line">do it with unwashed hands too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Do, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I would it had been of horse. Where shall I find</div>
                     <div class="line">one that can steal well? O for a fine thief, of the</div>
                     <div class="line">age of two and twenty or thereabouts! I am</div>
                     <div class="line">heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for</div>
                     <div class="line">these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous: I</div>
                     <div class="line">laud them, I praise them.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Go bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster, to my</div>
                     <div class="line">brother John; this to my Lord of Westmoreland.</div>
                     <p>Exit Bardolph</p>
                     <div class="line">Go, Peto, to horse, to horse; for thou and I have</div>
                     <div class="line">thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.</div>
                     <p>Exit Peto</p>
                     <div class="line">Jack, meet me to-morrow in the temple hall at two</div>
                     <div class="line">o'clock in the afternoon.</div>
                     <div class="line">There shalt thou know thy charge; and there receive</div>
                     <div class="line">Money and order for their furniture.</div>
                     <div class="line">The land is burning; Percy stands on high;</div>
                     <div class="line">And either we or they must lower lie.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit PRINCE HENRY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Rare words! brave world! Hostess, my breakfast, come!</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I could wish this tavern were my drum!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.6">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 4. ACT IV</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  A public road near Coventry.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE IV.  York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, and DOUGLAS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth</div>
                     <div class="line">In this fine age were not thought flattery,</div>
                     <div class="line">Such attribution should the Douglas have,</div>
                     <div class="line">As not a soldier of this season's stamp</div>
                     <div class="line">Should go so general current through the world.</div>
                     <div class="line">By God, I cannot flatter; I do defy</div>
                     <div class="line">The tongues of soothers; but a braver place</div>
                     <div class="line">In my heart's love hath no man than yourself:</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou art the king of honour:</div>
                     <div class="line">No man so potent breathes upon the ground</div>
                     <div class="line">But I will beard him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Do so, and 'tis well.</div>
                     <p>Enter a Messenger with letters</p>
                     <div class="line">What letters hast thou there?--I can but thank you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">These letters come from your father.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Letters from him! why comes he not himself?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">He cannot come, my lord; he is grievous sick.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick</div>
                     <div class="line">In such a rustling time? Who leads his power?</div>
                     <div class="line">Under whose government come they along?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth;</div>
                     <div class="line">And at the time of my departure thence</div>
                     <div class="line">He was much fear'd by his physicians.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I would the state of time had first been whole</div>
                     <div class="line">Ere he by sickness had been visited:</div>
                     <div class="line">His health was never better worth than now.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth infect</div>
                     <div class="line">The very life-blood of our enterprise;</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis catching hither, even to our camp.</div>
                     <div class="line">He writes me here, that inward sickness--</div>
                     <div class="line">And that his friends by deputation could not</div>
                     <div class="line">So soon be drawn, nor did he think it meet</div>
                     <div class="line">To lay so dangerous and dear a trust</div>
                     <div class="line">On any soul removed but on his own.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,</div>
                     <div class="line">That with our small conjunction we should on,</div>
                     <div class="line">To see how fortune is disposed to us;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, as he writes, there is no quailing now.</div>
                     <div class="line">Because the king is certainly possess'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all our purposes. What say you to it?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Your father's sickness is a maim to us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off:</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet, in faith, it is not; his present want</div>
                     <div class="line">Seems more than we shall find it: were it good</div>
                     <div class="line">To set the exact wealth of all our states</div>
                     <div class="line">All at one cast? to set so rich a main</div>
                     <div class="line">On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?</div>
                     <div class="line">It were not good; for therein should we read</div>
                     <div class="line">The very bottom and the soul of hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">The very list, the very utmost bound</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all our fortunes.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith, and so we should;</div>
                     <div class="line">Where now remains a sweet reversion:</div>
                     <div class="line">We may boldly spend upon the hope of what</div>
                     <div class="line">Is to come in:</div>
                     <div class="line">A comfort of retirement lives in this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">A rendezvous, a home to fly unto.</div>
                     <div class="line">If that the devil and mischance look big</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">But yet I would your father had been here.</div>
                     <div class="line">The quality and hair of our attempt</div>
                     <div class="line">Brooks no division: it will be thought</div>
                     <div class="line">By some, that know not why he is away,</div>
                     <div class="line">That wisdom, loyalty and mere dislike</div>
                     <div class="line">Of our proceedings kept the earl from hence:</div>
                     <div class="line">And think how such an apprehension</div>
                     <div class="line">May turn the tide of fearful faction</div>
                     <div class="line">And breed a kind of question in our cause;</div>
                     <div class="line">For well you know we of the offering side</div>
                     <div class="line">Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement,</div>
                     <div class="line">And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence</div>
                     <div class="line">The eye of reason may pry in upon us:</div>
                     <div class="line">This absence of your father's draws a curtain,</div>
                     <div class="line">That shows the ignorant a kind of fear</div>
                     <div class="line">Before not dreamt of.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">You strain too far.</div>
                     <div class="line">I rather of his absence make this use:</div>
                     <div class="line">It lends a lustre and more great opinion,</div>
                     <div class="line">A larger dare to our great enterprise,</div>
                     <div class="line">Than if the earl were here; for men must think,</div>
                     <div class="line">If we without his help can make a head</div>
                     <div class="line">To push against a kingdom, with his help</div>
                     <div class="line">We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">As heart can think: there is not such a word</div>
                     <div class="line">Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter SIR RICHARD VERNON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">My cousin Vernon, welcome, by my soul.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord.</div>
                     <div class="line">The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,</div>
                     <div class="line">Is marching hitherwards; with him Prince John.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">No harm: what more?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">And further, I have learn'd,</div>
                     <div class="line">The king himself in person is set forth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Or hitherwards intended speedily,</div>
                     <div class="line">With strong and mighty preparation.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">He shall be welcome too. Where is his son,</div>
                     <div class="line">The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside,</div>
                     <div class="line">And bid it pass?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">All furnish'd, all in arms;</div>
                     <div class="line">All plumed like estridges that with the wind</div>
                     <div class="line">Baited like eagles having lately bathed;</div>
                     <div class="line">Glittering in golden coats, like images;</div>
                     <div class="line">As full of spirit as the month of May,</div>
                     <div class="line">And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;</div>
                     <div class="line">Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.</div>
                     <div class="line">I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,</div>
                     <div class="line">His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,</div>
                     <div class="line">And vaulted with such ease into his seat,</div>
                     <div class="line">As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,</div>
                     <div class="line">To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus</div>
                     <div class="line">And witch the world with noble horsemanship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">No more, no more: worse than the sun in March,</div>
                     <div class="line">This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come:</div>
                     <div class="line">They come like sacrifices in their trim,</div>
                     <div class="line">And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war</div>
                     <div class="line">All hot and bleeding will we offer them:</div>
                     <div class="line">The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit</div>
                     <div class="line">Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire</div>
                     <div class="line">To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet not ours. Come, let me taste my horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt</div>
                     <div class="line">Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales:</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse,</div>
                     <div class="line">Meet and ne'er part till one drop down a corse.</div>
                     <div class="line">O that Glendower were come!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">There is more news:</div>
                     <div class="line">I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along,</div>
                     <div class="line">He cannot draw his power this fourteen days.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">What may the king's whole battle reach unto?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">To thirty thousand.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Forty let it be:</div>
                     <div class="line">My father and Glendower being both away,</div>
                     <div class="line">The powers of us may serve so great a day</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, let us take a muster speedily:</div>
                     <div class="line">Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Talk not of dying: I am out of fear</div>
                     <div class="line">Of death or death's hand for this one-half year.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  A public road near Coventry.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; fill me a</div>
                     <div class="line">bottle of sack: our soldiers shall march through;</div>
                     <div class="line">we'll to Sutton Co'fil' tonight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">Will you give me money, captain?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Lay out, lay out.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">This bottle makes an angel.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">An if it do, take it for thy labour; and if it make</div>
                     <div class="line">twenty, take them all; I'll answer the coinage. Bid</div>
                     <div class="line">my lieutenant Peto meet me at town's end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                     <div class="line">I will, captain: farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a soused</div>
                     <div class="line">gurnet. I have misused the king's press damnably.</div>
                     <div class="line">I have got, in exchange of a hundred and fifty</div>
                     <div class="line">soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press me</div>
                     <div class="line">none but good house-holders, yeoman's sons; inquire</div>
                     <div class="line">me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked</div>
                     <div class="line">twice on the banns; such a commodity of warm slaves,</div>
                     <div class="line">as had as lieve hear the devil as a drum; such as</div>
                     <div class="line">fear the report of a caliver worse than a struck</div>
                     <div class="line">fowl or a hurt wild-duck. I pressed me none but such</div>
                     <div class="line">toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their bellies no</div>
                     <div class="line">bigger than pins' heads, and they have bought out</div>
                     <div class="line">their services; and now my whole charge consists of</div>
                     <div class="line">ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of</div>
                     <div class="line">companies, slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the</div>
                     <div class="line">painted cloth, where the glutton's dogs licked his</div>
                     <div class="line">sores; and such as indeed were never soldiers, but</div>
                     <div class="line">discarded unjust serving-men, younger sons to</div>
                     <div class="line">younger brothers, revolted tapsters and ostlers</div>
                     <div class="line">trade-fallen, the cankers of a calm world and a</div>
                     <div class="line">long peace, ten times more dishonourable ragged than</div>
                     <div class="line">an old faced ancient: and such have I, to fill up</div>
                     <div class="line">the rooms of them that have bought out their</div>
                     <div class="line">services, that you would think that I had a hundred</div>
                     <div class="line">and fifty tattered prodigals lately come from</div>
                     <div class="line">swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. A mad</div>
                     <div class="line">fellow met me on the way and told me I had unloaded</div>
                     <div class="line">all the gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye</div>
                     <div class="line">hath seen such scarecrows. I'll not march through</div>
                     <div class="line">Coventry with them, that's flat: nay, and the</div>
                     <div class="line">villains march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had</div>
                     <div class="line">gyves on; for indeed I had the most of them out of</div>
                     <div class="line">prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my</div>
                     <div class="line">company; and the half shirt is two napkins tacked</div>
                     <div class="line">together and thrown over the shoulders like an</div>
                     <div class="line">herald's coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to say</div>
                     <div class="line">the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or</div>
                     <div class="line">the red-nose innkeeper of Daventry. But that's all</div>
                     <div class="line">one; they'll find linen enough on every hedge.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the PRINCE and WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">How now, blown Jack! how now, quilt!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, Hal! how now, mad wag! what a devil dost thou</div>
                     <div class="line">in Warwickshire? My good Lord of Westmoreland, I</div>
                     <div class="line">cry you mercy: I thought your honour had already been</div>
                     <div class="line">at Shrewsbury.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Faith, Sir John,'tis more than time that I were</div>
                     <div class="line">there, and you too; but my powers are there already.</div>
                     <div class="line">The king, I can tell you, looks for us all: we must</div>
                     <div class="line">away all night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, never fear me: I am as vigilant as a cat to</div>
                     <div class="line">steal cream.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I think, to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath</div>
                     <div class="line">already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose</div>
                     <div class="line">fellows are these that come after?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Mine, Hal, mine.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I did never see such pitiful rascals.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for powder, food</div>
                     <div class="line">for powder; they'll fill a pit as well as better:</div>
                     <div class="line">tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor</div>
                     <div class="line">and bare, too beggarly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Faith, for their poverty, I know not where they had</div>
                     <div class="line">that; and for their bareness, I am sure they never</div>
                     <div class="line">learned that of me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">No I'll be sworn; unless you call three fingers on</div>
                     <div class="line">the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste: Percy is</div>
                     <div class="line">already in the field.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">What, is the king encamped?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">He is, Sir John: I fear we shall stay too long.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well,</div>
                     <div class="line">To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a feast</div>
                     <div class="line">Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and VERNON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">We'll fight with him to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">It may not be.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">You give him then the advantage.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Not a whit.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Why say you so? looks he not for supply?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">So do we.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">His is certain, ours is doubtful.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Do not, my lord.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">You do not counsel well:</div>
                     <div class="line">You speak it out of fear and cold heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life,</div>
                     <div class="line">And I dare well maintain it with my life,</div>
                     <div class="line">If well-respected honour bid me on,</div>
                     <div class="line">I hold as little counsel with weak fear</div>
                     <div class="line">As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:</div>
                     <div class="line">Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle</div>
                     <div class="line">Which of us fears.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Yea, or to-night.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Content.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">To-night, say I.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, come it nay not be. I wonder much,</div>
                     <div class="line">Being men of such great leading as you are,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you foresee not what impediments</div>
                     <div class="line">Drag back our expedition: certain horse</div>
                     <div class="line">Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:</div>
                     <div class="line">Your uncle Worcester's horse came but today;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now their pride and mettle is asleep,</div>
                     <div class="line">Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,</div>
                     <div class="line">That not a horse is half the half of himself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">So are the horses of the enemy</div>
                     <div class="line">In general, journey-bated and brought low:</div>
                     <div class="line">The better part of ours are full of rest.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The number of the king exceedeth ours:</div>
                     <div class="line">For God's sake. cousin, stay till all come in.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The trumpet sounds a parley</p>
               <p>Enter SIR WALTER BLUNT</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">I come with gracious offers from the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">if you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; and would to God</div>
                     <div class="line">You were of our determination!</div>
                     <div class="line">Some of us love you well; and even those some</div>
                     <div class="line">Envy your great deservings and good name,</div>
                     <div class="line">Because you are not of our quality,</div>
                     <div class="line">But stand against us like an enemy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">And God defend but still I should stand so,</div>
                     <div class="line">So long as out of limit and true rule</div>
                     <div class="line">You stand against anointed majesty.</div>
                     <div class="line">But to my charge. The king hath sent to know</div>
                     <div class="line">The nature of your griefs, and whereupon</div>
                     <div class="line">You conjure from the breast of civil peace</div>
                     <div class="line">Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land</div>
                     <div class="line">Audacious cruelty. If that the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Have any way your good deserts forgot,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which he confesseth to be manifold,</div>
                     <div class="line">He bids you name your griefs; and with all speed</div>
                     <div class="line">You shall have your desires with interest</div>
                     <div class="line">And pardon absolute for yourself and these</div>
                     <div class="line">Herein misled by your suggestion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">The king is kind; and well we know the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.</div>
                     <div class="line">My father and my uncle and myself</div>
                     <div class="line">Did give him that same royalty he wears;</div>
                     <div class="line">And when he was not six and twenty strong,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low,</div>
                     <div class="line">A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,</div>
                     <div class="line">My father gave him welcome to the shore;</div>
                     <div class="line">And when he heard him swear and vow to God</div>
                     <div class="line">He came but to be Duke of Lancaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">To sue his livery and beg his peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">With tears of innocency and terms of zeal,</div>
                     <div class="line">My father, in kind heart and pity moved,</div>
                     <div class="line">Swore him assistance and perform'd it too.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now when the lords and barons of the realm</div>
                     <div class="line">Perceived Northumberland did lean to him,</div>
                     <div class="line">The more and less came in with cap and knee;</div>
                     <div class="line">Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,</div>
                     <div class="line">Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,</div>
                     <div class="line">Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,</div>
                     <div class="line">Gave him their heirs, as pages follow'd him</div>
                     <div class="line">Even at the heels in golden multitudes.</div>
                     <div class="line">He presently, as greatness knows itself,</div>
                     <div class="line">Steps me a little higher than his vow</div>
                     <div class="line">Made to my father, while his blood was poor,</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh;</div>
                     <div class="line">And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform</div>
                     <div class="line">Some certain edicts and some strait decrees</div>
                     <div class="line">That lie too heavy on the commonwealth,</div>
                     <div class="line">Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep</div>
                     <div class="line">Over his country's wrongs; and by this face,</div>
                     <div class="line">This seeming brow of justice, did he win</div>
                     <div class="line">The hearts of all that he did angle for;</div>
                     <div class="line">Proceeded further; cut me off the heads</div>
                     <div class="line">Of all the favourites that the absent king</div>
                     <div class="line">In deputation left behind him here,</div>
                     <div class="line">When he was personal in the Irish war.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">Tut, I came not to hear this.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Then to the point.</div>
                     <div class="line">In short time after, he deposed the king;</div>
                     <div class="line">Soon after that, deprived him of his life;</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the neck of that, task'd the whole state:</div>
                     <div class="line">To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who is, if every owner were well placed,</div>
                     <div class="line">Indeed his king, to be engaged in Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">There without ransom to lie forfeited;</div>
                     <div class="line">Disgraced me in my happy victories,</div>
                     <div class="line">Sought to entrap me by intelligence;</div>
                     <div class="line">Rated mine uncle from the council-board;</div>
                     <div class="line">In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;</div>
                     <div class="line">Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in conclusion drove us to seek out</div>
                     <div class="line">This head of safety; and withal to pry</div>
                     <div class="line">Into his title, the which we find</div>
                     <div class="line">Too indirect for long continuance.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall I return this answer to the king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Not so, Sir Walter: we'll withdraw awhile.</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Some surety for a safe return again,</div>
                     <div class="line">And in the morning early shall my uncle</div>
                     <div class="line">Bring him our purposes: and so farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">I would you would accept of grace and love.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">And may be so we shall.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">Pray God you do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.6.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK and SIR MICHAEL</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Hie, good Sir Michael; bear this sealed brief</div>
                     <div class="line">With winged haste to the lord marshal;</div>
                     <div class="line">This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest</div>
                     <div class="line">To whom they are directed. If you knew</div>
                     <div class="line">How much they do to import, you would make haste.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR MICHAEL</div>
                     <div class="line">My good lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">I guess their tenor.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">Like enough you do.</div>
                     <div class="line">To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day</div>
                     <div class="line">Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men</div>
                     <div class="line">Must bide the touch; for, sir, at Shrewsbury,</div>
                     <div class="line">As I am truly given to understand,</div>
                     <div class="line">The king with mighty and quick-raised power</div>
                     <div class="line">Meets with Lord Harry: and, I fear, Sir Michael,</div>
                     <div class="line">What with the sickness of Northumberland,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose power was in the first proportion,</div>
                     <div class="line">And what with Owen Glendower's absence thence,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who with them was a rated sinew too</div>
                     <div class="line">And comes not in, o'er-ruled by prophecies,</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear the power of Percy is too weak</div>
                     <div class="line">To wage an instant trial with the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR MICHAEL</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, my good lord, you need not fear;</div>
                     <div class="line">There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">No, Mortimer is not there.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR MICHAEL</div>
                     <div class="line">But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And there is my Lord of Worcester and a head</div>
                     <div class="line">Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">And so there is: but yet the king hath drawn</div>
                     <div class="line">The special head of all the land together:</div>
                     <div class="line">The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble Westmoreland and warlike Blunt;</div>
                     <div class="line">And moe corrivals and dear men</div>
                     <div class="line">Of estimation and command in arms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR MICHAEL</div>
                     <div class="line">Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">ARCHBISHOP OF YORK</div>
                     <div class="line">I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed:</div>
                     <div class="line">For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the king</div>
                     <div class="line">Dismiss his power, he means to visit us,</div>
                     <div class="line">For he hath heard of our confederacy,</div>
                     <div class="line">And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him:</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore make haste. I must go write again</div>
                     <div class="line">To other friends; and so farewell, Sir Michael.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
            </section>
         </article>
         <article class="chapter" id="R.1.7">
            <header class="chapter-titlepage">
               <h2>Chapter 5. ACT V</h2>
            </header>
            <div class="lists-of-titles">
               <div class="toc">
                  <p>
                     <b>Table of Contents</b>
                  </p>
                  <ul class="toc">
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  KING HENRY IV's camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The rebel camp.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Plain between the camps.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                     <li>
                        <span>
                           <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                        </span>
                     </li>
                  </ul>
               </div>
            </div>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.2">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>1. SCENE I.  KING HENRY IV's camp near Shrewsbury.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter KING HENRY, PRINCE HENRY, Lord John of
LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT,
and FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">How bloodily the sun begins to peer</div>
                     <div class="line">Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale</div>
                     <div class="line">At his distemperature.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">The southern wind</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by his hollow whistling in the leaves</div>
                     <div class="line">Foretells a tempest and a blustering day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Then with the losers let it sympathize,</div>
                     <div class="line">For nothing can seem foul to those that win.</div>
                     <p>The trumpet sounds</p>
                     <p>Enter WORCESTER and VERNON</p>
                     <div class="line">How now, my Lord of Worcester! 'tis not well</div>
                     <div class="line">That you and I should meet upon such terms</div>
                     <div class="line">As now we meet. You have deceived our trust,</div>
                     <div class="line">And made us doff our easy robes of peace,</div>
                     <div class="line">To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:</div>
                     <div class="line">This is not well, my lord, this is not well.</div>
                     <div class="line">What say you to it? will you again unknit</div>
                     <div class="line">This curlish knot of all-abhorred war?</div>
                     <div class="line">And move in that obedient orb again</div>
                     <div class="line">Where you did give a fair and natural light,</div>
                     <div class="line">And be no more an exhaled meteor,</div>
                     <div class="line">A prodigy of fear and a portent</div>
                     <div class="line">Of broached mischief to the unborn times?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Hear me, my liege:</div>
                     <div class="line">For mine own part, I could be well content</div>
                     <div class="line">To entertain the lag-end of my life</div>
                     <div class="line">With quiet hours; for I do protest,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have not sought the day of this dislike.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">You have not sought it! how comes it, then?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Peace, chewet, peace!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">It pleased your majesty to turn your looks</div>
                     <div class="line">Of favour from myself and all our house;</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet I must remember you, my lord,</div>
                     <div class="line">We were the first and dearest of your friends.</div>
                     <div class="line">For you my staff of office did I break</div>
                     <div class="line">In Richard's time; and posted day and night</div>
                     <div class="line">to meet you on the way, and kiss your hand,</div>
                     <div class="line">When yet you were in place and in account</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.</div>
                     <div class="line">It was myself, my brother and his son,</div>
                     <div class="line">That brought you home and boldly did outdare</div>
                     <div class="line">The dangers of the time. You swore to us,</div>
                     <div class="line">And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,</div>
                     <div class="line">That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n right,</div>
                     <div class="line">The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:</div>
                     <div class="line">To this we swore our aid. But in short space</div>
                     <div class="line">It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;</div>
                     <div class="line">And such a flood of greatness fell on you,</div>
                     <div class="line">What with our help, what with the absent king,</div>
                     <div class="line">What with the injuries of a wanton time,</div>
                     <div class="line">The seeming sufferances that you had borne,</div>
                     <div class="line">And the contrarious winds that held the king</div>
                     <div class="line">So long in his unlucky Irish wars</div>
                     <div class="line">That all in England did repute him dead:</div>
                     <div class="line">And from this swarm of fair advantages</div>
                     <div class="line">You took occasion to be quickly woo'd</div>
                     <div class="line">To gripe the general sway into your hand;</div>
                     <div class="line">Forget your oath to us at Doncaster;</div>
                     <div class="line">And being fed by us you used us so</div>
                     <div class="line">As that ungentle hull, the cuckoo's bird,</div>
                     <div class="line">Useth the sparrow; did oppress our nest;</div>
                     <div class="line">Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk</div>
                     <div class="line">That even our love durst not come near your sight</div>
                     <div class="line">For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing</div>
                     <div class="line">We were enforced, for safety sake, to fly</div>
                     <div class="line">Out of sight and raise this present head;</div>
                     <div class="line">Whereby we stand opposed by such means</div>
                     <div class="line">As you yourself have forged against yourself</div>
                     <div class="line">By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,</div>
                     <div class="line">And violation of all faith and troth</div>
                     <div class="line">Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">These things indeed you have articulate,</div>
                     <div class="line">Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches,</div>
                     <div class="line">To face the garment of rebellion</div>
                     <div class="line">With some fine colour that may please the eye</div>
                     <div class="line">Of fickle changelings and poor discontents,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which gape and rub the elbow at the news</div>
                     <div class="line">Of hurlyburly innovation:</div>
                     <div class="line">And never yet did insurrection want</div>
                     <div class="line">Such water-colours to impaint his cause;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor moody beggars, starving for a time</div>
                     <div class="line">Of pellmell havoc and confusion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">In both your armies there is many a soul</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall pay full dearly for this encounter,</div>
                     <div class="line">If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,</div>
                     <div class="line">The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world</div>
                     <div class="line">In praise of Henry Percy: by my hopes,</div>
                     <div class="line">This present enterprise set off his head,</div>
                     <div class="line">I do not think a braver gentleman,</div>
                     <div class="line">More active-valiant or more valiant-young,</div>
                     <div class="line">More daring or more bold, is now alive</div>
                     <div class="line">To grace this latter age with noble deeds.</div>
                     <div class="line">For my part, I may speak it to my shame,</div>
                     <div class="line">I have a truant been to chivalry;</div>
                     <div class="line">And so I hear he doth account me too;</div>
                     <div class="line">Yet this before my father's majesty--</div>
                     <div class="line">I am content that he shall take the odds</div>
                     <div class="line">Of his great name and estimation,</div>
                     <div class="line">And will, to save the blood on either side,</div>
                     <div class="line">Try fortune with him in a single fight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">And, Prince of Wales, so dare we venture thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Albeit considerations infinite</div>
                     <div class="line">Do make against it. No, good Worcester, no,</div>
                     <div class="line">We love our people well; even those we love</div>
                     <div class="line">That are misled upon your cousin's part;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, will they take the offer of our grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Both he and they and you, every man</div>
                     <div class="line">Shall be my friend again and I'll be his:</div>
                     <div class="line">So tell your cousin, and bring me word</div>
                     <div class="line">What he will do: but if he will not yield,</div>
                     <div class="line">Rebuke and dread correction wait on us</div>
                     <div class="line">And they shall do their office. So, be gone;</div>
                     <div class="line">We will not now be troubled with reply:</div>
                     <div class="line">We offer fair; take it advisedly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">It will not be accepted, on my life:</div>
                     <div class="line">The Douglas and the Hotspur both together</div>
                     <div class="line">Are confident against the world in arms.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, on their answer, will we set on them:</div>
                     <div class="line">And God befriend us, as our cause is just!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt all but PRINCE HENRY and FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Hal, if thou see me down in the battle and bestride</div>
                     <div class="line">me, so; 'tis a point of friendship.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship.</div>
                     <div class="line">Say thy prayers, and farewell.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I  would 'twere bed-time, Hal, and all well.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, thou owest God a death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit PRINCE HENRY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before</div>
                     <div class="line">his day. What need I be so forward with him that</div>
                     <div class="line">calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks</div>
                     <div class="line">me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I</div>
                     <div class="line">come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or</div>
                     <div class="line">an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no.</div>
                     <div class="line">Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is</div>
                     <div class="line">honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what</div>
                     <div class="line">is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it?</div>
                     <div class="line">he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no.</div>
                     <div class="line">Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then. Yea,</div>
                     <div class="line">to the dead. But will it not live with the living?</div>
                     <div class="line">no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so</div>
                     <div class="line">ends my catechism.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.3">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>2. SCENE II.  The rebel camp.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Enter WORCESTER and VERNON</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,</div>
                     <div class="line">The liberal and kind offer of the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">'Twere best he did.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Then are we all undone.</div>
                     <div class="line">It is not possible, it cannot be,</div>
                     <div class="line">The king should keep his word in loving us;</div>
                     <div class="line">He will suspect us still and find a time</div>
                     <div class="line">To punish this offence in other faults:</div>
                     <div class="line">Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;</div>
                     <div class="line">For treason is but trusted like the fox,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.</div>
                     <div class="line">Look how we can, or sad or merrily,</div>
                     <div class="line">Interpretation will misquote our looks,</div>
                     <div class="line">And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,</div>
                     <div class="line">The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.</div>
                     <div class="line">My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;</div>
                     <div class="line">it hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,</div>
                     <div class="line">And an adopted name of privilege,</div>
                     <div class="line">A hair-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:</div>
                     <div class="line">All his offences live upon my head</div>
                     <div class="line">And on his father's; we did train him on,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, his corruption being ta'en from us,</div>
                     <div class="line">We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,</div>
                     <div class="line">In any case, the offer of the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">Deliver what you will; I'll say 'tis so.</div>
                     <div class="line">Here comes your cousin.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">My uncle is return'd:</div>
                     <div class="line">Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.</div>
                     <div class="line">Uncle, what news?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The king will bid you battle presently.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Marry, and shall, and very willingly.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">There is no seeming mercy in the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Did you beg any? God forbid!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I told him gently of our grievances,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,</div>
                     <div class="line">By now forswearing that he is forsworn:</div>
                     <div class="line">He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge</div>
                     <div class="line">With haughty arms this hateful name in us.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter the EARL OF DOUGLAS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have thrown</div>
                     <div class="line">A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth,</div>
                     <div class="line">And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it;</div>
                     <div class="line">Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king,</div>
                     <div class="line">And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,</div>
                     <div class="line">And that no man might draw short breath today</div>
                     <div class="line">But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,</div>
                     <div class="line">How show'd his tasking? seem'd it in contempt?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">VERNON</div>
                     <div class="line">No, by my soul; I never in my life</div>
                     <div class="line">Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless a brother should a brother dare</div>
                     <div class="line">To gentle exercise and proof of arms.</div>
                     <div class="line">He gave you all the duties of a man;</div>
                     <div class="line">Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Spoke to your deservings like a chronicle,</div>
                     <div class="line">Making you ever better than his praise</div>
                     <div class="line">By still dispraising praise valued in you;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, which became him like a prince indeed,</div>
                     <div class="line">He made a blushing cital of himself;</div>
                     <div class="line">And chid his truant youth with such a grace</div>
                     <div class="line">As if he master'd there a double spirit.</div>
                     <div class="line">Of teaching and of learning instantly.</div>
                     <div class="line">There did he pause: but let me tell the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">If he outlive the envy of this day,</div>
                     <div class="line">England did never owe so sweet a hope,</div>
                     <div class="line">So much misconstrued in his wantonness.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Cousin, I think thou art enamoured</div>
                     <div class="line">On his follies: never did I hear</div>
                     <div class="line">Of any prince so wild a libertine.</div>
                     <div class="line">But be he as he will, yet once ere night</div>
                     <div class="line">I will embrace him with a soldier's arm,</div>
                     <div class="line">That he shall shrink under my courtesy.</div>
                     <div class="line">Arm, arm with speed: and, fellows, soldiers, friends,</div>
                     <div class="line">Better consider what you have to do</div>
                     <div class="line">Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,</div>
                     <div class="line">Can lift your blood up with persuasion.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter a Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, here are letters for you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I cannot read them now.</div>
                     <div class="line">O gentlemen, the time of life is short!</div>
                     <div class="line">To spend that shortness basely were too long,</div>
                     <div class="line">If life did ride upon a dial's point,</div>
                     <div class="line">Still ending at the arrival of an hour.</div>
                     <div class="line">An if we live, we live to tread on kings;</div>
                     <div class="line">If die, brave death, when princes die with us!</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair,</div>
                     <div class="line">When the intent of bearing them is just.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter another Messenger</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">Messenger</div>
                     <div class="line">My lord, prepare; the king comes on apace.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale,</div>
                     <div class="line">For I profess not talking; only this--</div>
                     <div class="line">Let each man do his best: and here draw I</div>
                     <div class="line">A sword, whose temper I intend to stain</div>
                     <div class="line">With the best blood that I can meet withal</div>
                     <div class="line">In the adventure of this perilous day.</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, Esperance! Percy! and set on.</div>
                     <div class="line">Sound all the lofty instruments of war,</div>
                     <div class="line">And by that music let us all embrace;</div>
                     <div class="line">For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall</div>
                     <div class="line">A second time do such a courtesy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>The trumpets sound. They embrace, and exeunt</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.4">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>3. SCENE III.  Plain between the camps.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>KING HENRY enters with his power. Alarum to the
battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and SIR WALTER BLUNT</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">What is thy name, that in the battle thus</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon my head?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Know then, my name is Douglas;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I do haunt thee in the battle thus</div>
                     <div class="line">Because some tell me that thou art a king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">They tell thee true.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry,</div>
                     <div class="line">This sword hath ended him: so shall it thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                     <div class="line">I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;</div>
                     <div class="line">And thou shalt find a king that will revenge</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord Stafford's death.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They fight. DOUGLAS kills SIR WALTER BLUNT.
Enter HOTSPUR</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,</div>
                     <div class="line">never had triumph'd upon a Scot.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Where?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Here.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well:</div>
                     <div class="line">A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt;</div>
                     <div class="line">Semblably furnish'd like the king himself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes!</div>
                     <div class="line">A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear:</div>
                     <div class="line">Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">The king hath many marching in his coats.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats;</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece,</div>
                     <div class="line">Until I meet the king.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Up, and away!</div>
                     <div class="line">Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt</p>
               <p>Alarum. Enter FALSTAFF, solus</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Though I could 'scape shot-free at London, I fear</div>
                     <div class="line">the shot here; here's no scoring but upon the pate.</div>
                     <div class="line">Soft! who are you? Sir Walter Blunt: there's honour</div>
                     <div class="line">for you! here's no vanity! I am as hot as moulten</div>
                     <div class="line">lead, and as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I</div>
                     <div class="line">need no more weight than mine own bowels. I have</div>
                     <div class="line">led my ragamuffins where they are peppered: there's</div>
                     <div class="line">not three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and</div>
                     <div class="line">they are for the town's end, to beg during life.</div>
                     <div class="line">But who comes here?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me thy sword:</div>
                     <div class="line">Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff</div>
                     <div class="line">Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,</div>
                     <div class="line">Whose deaths are yet unrevenged: I prithee,</div>
                     <div class="line">lend me thy sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile.</div>
                     <div class="line">Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have</div>
                     <div class="line">done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. I prithee,</div>
                     <div class="line">lend me thy sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st</div>
                     <div class="line">not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Give it to me: what, is it in the case?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a city.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>PRINCE HENRY draws it out, and finds it to be a
bottle of sack</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">What, is it a time to jest and dally now?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>He throws the bottle at him. Exit</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do</div>
                     <div class="line">come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his</div>
                     <div class="line">willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like</div>
                     <div class="line">not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath: give me</div>
                     <div class="line">life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes</div>
                     <div class="line">unlooked for, and there's an end.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit FALSTAFF</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.5">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>Alarum. Excursions. Enter PRINCE HENRY, LORD JOHN
OF LANCASTER, and EARL OF WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee,</div>
                     <div class="line">Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much.</div>
                     <div class="line">Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I beseech your majesty, make up,</div>
                     <div class="line">Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I will do so.</div>
                     <div class="line">My Lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, my lord, I'll lead you to your tent.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help:</div>
                     <div class="line">And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive</div>
                     <div class="line">The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,</div>
                     <div class="line">Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on,</div>
                     <div class="line">and rebels' arms triumph in massacres!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmoreland,</div>
                     <div class="line">Our duty this way lies; for God's sake come.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt LANCASTER and WESTMORELAND</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster;</div>
                     <div class="line">I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:</div>
                     <div class="line">Before, I loved thee as a brother, John;</div>
                     <div class="line">But now, I do respect thee as my soul.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point</div>
                     <div class="line">With lustier maintenance than I did look for</div>
                     <div class="line">Of such an ungrown warrior.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O, this boy</div>
                     <div class="line">Lends mettle to us all!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter DOUGLAS</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">Another king! they grow like Hydra's heads:</div>
                     <div class="line">I am the Douglas, fatal to all those</div>
                     <div class="line">That wear those colours on them: what art thou,</div>
                     <div class="line">That counterfeit'st the person of a king?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves at heart</div>
                     <div class="line">So many of his shadows thou hast met</div>
                     <div class="line">And not the very king. I have two boys</div>
                     <div class="line">Seek Percy and thyself about the field:</div>
                     <div class="line">But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily,</div>
                     <div class="line">I will assay thee: so, defend thyself.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF DOUGLAS</div>
                     <div class="line">I fear thou art another counterfeit;</div>
                     <div class="line">And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a king:</div>
                     <div class="line">But mine I am sure thou art, whoe'er thou be,</div>
                     <div class="line">And thus I win thee.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They fight. KING HENRY being in danger, PRINCE
HENRY enters</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like</div>
                     <div class="line">Never to hold it up again! the spirits</div>
                     <div class="line">Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms:</div>
                     <div class="line">It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee;</div>
                     <div class="line">Who never promiseth but he means to pay.</div>
                     <p>They fight: DOUGLAS flies</p>
                     <div class="line">Cheerly, my lord how fares your grace?</div>
                     <div class="line">Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent,</div>
                     <div class="line">And so hath Clifton: I'll to Clifton straight.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Stay, and breathe awhile:</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion,</div>
                     <div class="line">And show'd thou makest some tender of my life,</div>
                     <div class="line">In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">O God! they did me too much injury</div>
                     <div class="line">That ever said I hearken'd for your death.</div>
                     <div class="line">If it were so, I might have let alone</div>
                     <div class="line">The insulting hand of Douglas over you,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which would have been as speedy in your end</div>
                     <div class="line">As all the poisonous potions in the world</div>
                     <div class="line">And saved the treacherous labour of your son.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Make up to Clifton: I'll to Sir Nicholas Gawsey.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
               <p>Enter HOTSPUR</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">My name is Harry Percy.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, then I see</div>
                     <div class="line">A very valiant rebel of the name.</div>
                     <div class="line">I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,</div>
                     <div class="line">To share with me in glory any more:</div>
                     <div class="line">Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor can one England brook a double reign,</div>
                     <div class="line">Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come</div>
                     <div class="line">To end the one of us; and would to God</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy name in arms were now as great as mine!</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll make it greater ere I part from thee;</div>
                     <div class="line">And all the budding honours on thy crest</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll crop, to make a garland for my head.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">I can no longer brook thy vanities.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>They fight</p>
               <p>Enter FALSTAFF</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Well said, Hal! to it Hal! Nay, you shall find no</div>
                     <div class="line">boy's play here, I can tell you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Re-enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF,
who falls down as if he were dead, and exit
DOUGLAS. HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                     <div class="line">O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth!</div>
                     <div class="line">I better brook the loss of brittle life</div>
                     <div class="line">Than those proud titles thou hast won of me;</div>
                     <div class="line">They wound my thoughts worse than sword my flesh:</div>
                     <div class="line">But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;</div>
                     <div class="line">And time, that takes survey of all the world,</div>
                     <div class="line">Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,</div>
                     <div class="line">But that the earthy and cold hand of death</div>
                     <div class="line">Lies on my tongue: no, Percy, thou art dust</div>
                     <div class="line">And food for--</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Dies</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">For worms, brave Percy: fare thee well, great heart!</div>
                     <div class="line">Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!</div>
                     <div class="line">When that this body did contain a spirit,</div>
                     <div class="line">A kingdom for it was too small a bound;</div>
                     <div class="line">But now two paces of the vilest earth</div>
                     <div class="line">Is room enough: this earth that bears thee dead</div>
                     <div class="line">Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.</div>
                     <div class="line">If thou wert sensible of courtesy,</div>
                     <div class="line">I should not make so dear a show of zeal:</div>
                     <div class="line">But let my favours hide thy mangled face;</div>
                     <div class="line">And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself</div>
                     <div class="line">For doing these fair rites of tenderness.</div>
                     <div class="line">Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,</div>
                     <div class="line">But not remember'd in thy epitaph!</div>
                     <p>He spieth FALSTAFF on the ground</p>
                     <div class="line">What, old acquaintance! could not all this flesh</div>
                     <div class="line">Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell!</div>
                     <div class="line">I could have better spared a better man:</div>
                     <div class="line">O, I should have a heavy miss of thee,</div>
                     <div class="line">If I were much in love with vanity!</div>
                     <div class="line">Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day,</div>
                     <div class="line">Though many dearer, in this bloody fray.</div>
                     <div class="line">Embowell'd will I see thee by and by:</div>
                     <div class="line">Till then in blood by noble Percy lie.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit PRINCE HENRY</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">
                        <span>Rising up</span>  Embowelled! if thou embowel me to-day,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll give you leave to powder me and eat me too</div>
                     <div class="line">to-morrow. 'Sblood,'twas time to counterfeit, or</div>
                     <div class="line">that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too.</div>
                     <div class="line">Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit: to die,</div>
                     <div class="line">is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the</div>
                     <div class="line">counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man:</div>
                     <div class="line">but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby</div>
                     <div class="line">liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and</div>
                     <div class="line">perfect image of life indeed. The better part of</div>
                     <div class="line">valour is discretion; in the which better part I</div>
                     <div class="line">have saved my life.'Zounds, I am afraid of this</div>
                     <div class="line">gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: how, if he</div>
                     <div class="line">should counterfeit too and rise? by my faith, I am</div>
                     <div class="line">afraid he would prove the better counterfeit.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I</div>
                     <div class="line">killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I?</div>
                     <div class="line">Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me.</div>
                     <div class="line">Therefore, sirrah,</div>
                     <p>Stabbing him</p>
                     <div class="line">with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Takes up HOTSPUR on his back</p>
               <p>Re-enter PRINCE HENRY and LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, brother John; full bravely hast thou flesh'd</div>
                     <div class="line">Thy maiden sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">But, soft! whom have we here?</div>
                     <div class="line">Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">I did; I saw him dead,</div>
                     <div class="line">Breathless and bleeding on the ground. Art</div>
                     <div class="line">thou alive?</div>
                     <div class="line">Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?</div>
                     <div class="line">I prithee, speak; we will not trust our eyes</div>
                     <div class="line">Without our ears: thou art not what thou seem'st.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">No, that's certain; I am not a double man: but if I</div>
                     <div class="line">be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There is Percy:</div>
                     <p>Throwing the body down</p>
                     <div class="line">if your father will do me any honour, so; if not, let</div>
                     <div class="line">him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either</div>
                     <div class="line">earl or duke, I can assure you.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Why, Percy I killed myself and saw thee dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is given to</div>
                     <div class="line">lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath;</div>
                     <div class="line">and so was he: but we rose both at an instant and</div>
                     <div class="line">fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I may be</div>
                     <div class="line">believed, so; if not, let them that should reward</div>
                     <div class="line">valour bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll take</div>
                     <div class="line">it upon my death, I gave him this wound in the</div>
                     <div class="line">thigh: if the man were alive and would deny it,</div>
                     <div class="line">'zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my sword.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">This is the strangest fellow, brother John.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back:</div>
                     <div class="line">For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have.</div>
                     <p>A retreat is sounded</p>
                     <div class="line">The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.</div>
                     <div class="line">Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field,</div>
                     <div class="line">To see what friends are living, who are dead.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and LANCASTER</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that</div>
                     <div class="line">rewards me, God reward him! If I do grow great,</div>
                     <div class="line">I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and</div>
                     <div class="line">live cleanly as a nobleman should do.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <p>Exit</p>
            </section>
            <section class="section" id="R.1.7.6">
               <div class="section-titlepage">
                  <h2>5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</h2>
               </div>
               <p>The trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY IV, PRINCE
HENRY, LORD JOHN LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMORELAND,
with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners</p>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.</div>
                     <div class="line">Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send grace,</div>
                     <div class="line">Pardon and terms of love to all of you?</div>
                     <div class="line">And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary?</div>
                     <div class="line">Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust?</div>
                     <div class="line">Three knights upon our party slain to-day,</div>
                     <div class="line">A noble earl and many a creature else</div>
                     <div class="line">Had been alive this hour,</div>
                     <div class="line">If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne</div>
                     <div class="line">Betwixt our armies true intelligence.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                     <div class="line">What I have done my safety urged me to;</div>
                     <div class="line">And I embrace this fortune patiently,</div>
                     <div class="line">Since not to be avoided it falls on me.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too:</div>
                     <div class="line">Other offenders we will pause upon.</div>
                     <p>Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded</p>
                     <div class="line">How goes the field?</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw</div>
                     <div class="line">The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him,</div>
                     <div class="line">The noble Percy slain, and all his men</div>
                     <div class="line">Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest;</div>
                     <div class="line">And falling from a hill, he was so bruised</div>
                     <div class="line">That the pursuers took him. At my tent</div>
                     <div class="line">The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace</div>
                     <div class="line">I may dispose of him.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">With all my heart.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                     <div class="line">Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you</div>
                     <div class="line">This honourable bounty shall belong:</div>
                     <div class="line">Go to the Douglas, and deliver him</div>
                     <div class="line">Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:</div>
                     <div class="line">His valour shown upon our crests to-day</div>
                     <div class="line">Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds</div>
                     <div class="line">Even in the bosom of our adversaries.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">LANCASTER</div>
                     <div class="line">I thank your grace for this high courtesy,</div>
                     <div class="line">Which I shall give away immediately.</div>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="dialogue">
                  <div class="linegroup">
                     <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                     <div class="line">Then this remains, that we divide our power.</div>
                     <div class="line">You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland</div>
                     <div class="line">Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed,</div>
                     <div class="line">To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,</div>
                     <div class="line">Who, as we hear, are busily in arms:</div>
                     <div class="line">Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales,</div>
                     <div class="line">To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March.</div>
                     <div class="line">Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,</div>
                     <div class="line">Meeting the cheque of such another day:</div>
                     <div class="line">And since this business so fair is done,</div>
                     <div class="line">Let us not leave till all our own be won.</div>
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               <p>Exeunt</p>
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         <header class="book-titlepage">
            <h1>The First Part of Henry the Fourth</h1>
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         <div class="lists-of-titles">
            <div class="toc">
               <p>
                  <b>Table of Contents</b>
               </p>
               <ul class="toc">
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.2">1. Dramatis Personae</a>
                     </span>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.3">1. ACT I</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  London. An apartment of the Prince's.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.4">2. ACT II</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Rochester. An inn yard.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The highway, near Gadshill.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth castle</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.5">3. ACT III</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.2">1. SCENE I.  Bangor. The Archdeacon's house.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.3">2. SCENE II.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.5.4">3. Scene III  Eastcheap. The Boar's-Head Tavern.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.6">4. ACT IV</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.2">1. SCENE I.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.3">2. SCENE II.  A public road near Coventry.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.4">3. SCENE III.  The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.6.5">4. SCENE IV.  York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
                  <li>
                     <span>
                        <a href="#R.1.7">5. ACT V</a>
                     </span>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.2">1. SCENE I.  KING HENRY IV's camp near Shrewsbury.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.3">2. SCENE II.  The rebel camp.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.4">3. SCENE III.  Plain between the camps.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.5">4. SCENE IV.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.7.6">5. SCENE V.  Another part of the field.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </li>
               </ul>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div class="content">
            <article class="preface" id="R.1.2">
               <header class="preface-titlepage">
                  <h2>Dramatis Personae</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="content">
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">KING HENRY, the Fourth. </span>
                  </p>
                  <table border="0" class="simplelist" summary="Simple list">
                     <tr>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">
                              <span class="personname">HENRY, Prince of Wales</span>
                              <span class="personname">JOHN of Lancaster</span>
                           </span>
                        </td>
                        <td>
                           <span class="member">sons of the King</span>
                        </td>
                     </tr>
                  </table>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">WESTMORELAND</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR WALTER BLUNT</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">THOMAS PERCY, Earl of Worcester. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HENRY PERCY, Earl of Northumberland. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">HENRY PERCY, surnamed HOTSPUR, his son. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">EDMUND MORTIMER, Earl of March. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">RICHARD SCROOP, Archbishop of York. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">ARCHIBALD, Earl of Douglas. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">OWEN GLENDOWER</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR RICHARD VERNON</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR JOHN FALSTAFF</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">SIR MICHAEL, a friend to the Archbishop of York.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">POINS</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">GADSHILL</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">PETO</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">BARDOLPH</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">FRANCIS, a waiter.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY PERCY, wife to Hotspur, and sister to Mortimer.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">LADY MORTIMER, daughter to Glendower, and wife to Mortimer.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">MISTRESS QUICKLY, hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap. </span>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <span class="personname">Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain, Drawers, two Carriers, Travellers, Attendants, and an Ostler.</span>
                  </p>
                  <p>SCENE  England.</p>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.3">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 1. ACT I</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.2">1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.3">2. SCENE II.  London. An apartment of the Prince's.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.3.4">3. SCENE III.  London. The palace.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  London. The palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter KING HENRY, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, the EARL
of WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT, and others</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">So shaken as we are, so wan with care,</div>
                              <div class="line">Find we a time for frighted peace to pant,</div>
                              <div class="line">And breathe short-winded accents of new broils</div>
                              <div class="line">To be commenced in strands afar remote.</div>
                              <div class="line">No more the thirsty entrance of this soil</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood;</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor more shall trenching war channel her fields,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor bruise her flowerets with the armed hoofs</div>
                              <div class="line">Of hostile paces: those opposed eyes,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,</div>
                              <div class="line">All of one nature, of one substance bred,</div>
                              <div class="line">Did lately meet in the intestine shock</div>
                              <div class="line">And furious close of civil butchery</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,</div>
                              <div class="line">March all one way and be no more opposed</div>
                              <div class="line">Against acquaintance, kindred and allies:</div>
                              <div class="line">The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife,</div>
                              <div class="line">No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,</div>
                              <div class="line">As far as to the sepulchre of Christ,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose soldier now, under whose blessed cross</div>
                              <div class="line">We are impressed and engaged to fight,</div>
                              <div class="line">Forthwith a power of English shall we levy;</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose arms were moulded in their mothers' womb</div>
                              <div class="line">To chase these pagans in those holy fields</div>
                              <div class="line">Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feet</div>
                              <div class="line">Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail'd</div>
                              <div class="line">For our advantage on the bitter cross.</div>
                              <div class="line">But this our purpose now is twelve month old,</div>
                              <div class="line">And bootless 'tis to tell you we will go:</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore we meet not now. Then let me hear</div>
                              <div class="line">Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland,</div>
                              <div class="line">What yesternight our council did decree</div>
                              <div class="line">In forwarding this dear expedience.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">My liege, this haste was hot in question,</div>
                              <div class="line">And many limits of the charge set down</div>
                              <div class="line">But yesternight: when all athwart there came</div>
                              <div class="line">A post from Wales loaden with heavy news;</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose worst was, that the noble Mortimer,</div>
                              <div class="line">Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight</div>
                              <div class="line">Against the irregular and wild Glendower,</div>
                              <div class="line">Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,</div>
                              <div class="line">A thousand of his people butchered;</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,</div>
                              <div class="line">Such beastly shameless transformation,</div>
                              <div class="line">By those Welshwomen done as may not be</div>
                              <div class="line">Without much shame retold or spoken of.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">It seems then that the tidings of this broil</div>
                              <div class="line">Brake off our business for the Holy Land.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">This match'd with other did, my gracious lord;</div>
                              <div class="line">For more uneven and unwelcome news</div>
                              <div class="line">Came from the north and thus it did import:</div>
                              <div class="line">On Holy-rood day, the gallant Hotspur there,</div>
                              <div class="line">Young Harry Percy and brave Archibald,</div>
                              <div class="line">That ever-valiant and approved Scot,</div>
                              <div class="line">At Holmedon met,</div>
                              <div class="line">Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour,</div>
                              <div class="line">As by discharge of their artillery,</div>
                              <div class="line">And shape of likelihood, the news was told;</div>
                              <div class="line">For he that brought them, in the very heat</div>
                              <div class="line">And pride of their contention did take horse,</div>
                              <div class="line">Uncertain of the issue any way.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">Here is a dear, a true industrious friend,</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse.</div>
                              <div class="line">Stain'd with the variation of each soil</div>
                              <div class="line">Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours;</div>
                              <div class="line">And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.</div>
                              <div class="line">The Earl of Douglas is discomfited:</div>
                              <div class="line">Ten thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights,</div>
                              <div class="line">Balk'd in their own blood did Sir Walter see</div>
                              <div class="line">On Holmedon's plains. Of prisoners, Hotspur took</div>
                              <div class="line">Mordake the Earl of Fife, and eldest son</div>
                              <div class="line">To beaten Douglas; and the Earl of Athol,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith:</div>
                              <div class="line">And is not this an honourable spoil?</div>
                              <div class="line">A gallant prize? ha, cousin, is it not?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">In faith,</div>
                              <div class="line">It is a conquest for a prince to boast of.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, there thou makest me sad and makest me sin</div>
                              <div class="line">In envy that my Lord Northumberland</div>
                              <div class="line">Should be the father to so blest a son,</div>
                              <div class="line">A son who is the theme of honour's tongue;</div>
                              <div class="line">Amongst a grove, the very straightest plant;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who is sweet Fortune's minion and her pride:</div>
                              <div class="line">Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him,</div>
                              <div class="line">See riot and dishonour stain the brow</div>
                              <div class="line">Of my young Harry. O that it could be proved</div>
                              <div class="line">That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged</div>
                              <div class="line">In cradle-clothes our children where they lay,</div>
                              <div class="line">And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet!</div>
                              <div class="line">Then would I have his Harry, and he mine.</div>
                              <div class="line">But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of this young Percy's pride? the prisoners,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which he in this adventure hath surprised,</div>
                              <div class="line">To his own use he keeps; and sends me word,</div>
                              <div class="line">I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">This is his uncle's teaching; this is Worcester,</div>
                              <div class="line">Malevolent to you in all aspects;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up</div>
                              <div class="line">The crest of youth against your dignity.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">But I have sent for him to answer this;</div>
                              <div class="line">And for this cause awhile we must neglect</div>
                              <div class="line">Our holy purpose to Jerusalem.</div>
                              <div class="line">Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we</div>
                              <div class="line">Will hold at Windsor; so inform the lords:</div>
                              <div class="line">But come yourself with speed to us again;</div>
                              <div class="line">For more is to be said and to be done</div>
                              <div class="line">Than out of anger can be uttered.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">WESTMORELAND</div>
                              <div class="line">I will, my liege.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  London. An apartment of the Prince's.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter the PRINCE OF WALES and FALSTAFF</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou art so fat-witted, with drinking of old sack</div>
                              <div class="line">and unbuttoning thee after supper and sleeping upon</div>
                              <div class="line">benches after noon, that thou hast forgotten to</div>
                              <div class="line">demand that truly which thou wouldst truly know.</div>
                              <div class="line">What a devil hast thou to do with the time of the</div>
                              <div class="line">day? Unless hours were cups of sack and minutes</div>
                              <div class="line">capons and clocks the tongues of bawds and dials the</div>
                              <div class="line">signs of leaping-houses and the blessed sun himself</div>
                              <div class="line">a fair hot wench in flame-coloured taffeta, I see no</div>
                              <div class="line">reason why thou shouldst be so superfluous to demand</div>
                              <div class="line">the time of the day.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Indeed, you come near me now, Hal; for we that take</div>
                              <div class="line">purses go by the moon and the seven stars, and not</div>
                              <div class="line">by Phoebus, he,'that wandering knight so fair.' And,</div>
                              <div class="line">I prithee, sweet wag, when thou art king, as, God</div>
                              <div class="line">save thy grace,--majesty I should say, for grace</div>
                              <div class="line">thou wilt have none,--</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">What, none?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to</div>
                              <div class="line">prologue to an egg and butter.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, how then? come, roundly, roundly.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Marry, then, sweet wag, when thou art king, let not</div>
                              <div class="line">us that are squires of the night's body be called</div>
                              <div class="line">thieves of the day's beauty: let us be Diana's</div>
                              <div class="line">foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the</div>
                              <div class="line">moon; and let men say we be men of good government,</div>
                              <div class="line">being governed, as the sea is, by our noble and</div>
                              <div class="line">chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance we steal.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou sayest well, and it holds well too; for the</div>
                              <div class="line">fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and</div>
                              <div class="line">flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is,</div>
                              <div class="line">by the moon. As, for proof, now: a purse of gold</div>
                              <div class="line">most resolutely snatched on Monday night and most</div>
                              <div class="line">dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning; got with</div>
                              <div class="line">swearing 'Lay by' and spent with crying 'Bring in;'</div>
                              <div class="line">now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder</div>
                              <div class="line">and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the gallows.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">By the Lord, thou sayest true, lad. And is not my</div>
                              <div class="line">hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle. And</div>
                              <div class="line">is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of durance?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">How now, how now, mad wag! what, in thy quips and</div>
                              <div class="line">thy quiddities? what a plague have I to do with a</div>
                              <div class="line">buff jerkin?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess of the tavern?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning many a</div>
                              <div class="line">time and oft.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">No; I'll give thee thy due, thou hast paid all there.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would stretch;</div>
                              <div class="line">and where it would not, I have used my credit.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, and so used it that were it not here apparent</div>
                              <div class="line">that thou art heir apparent--But, I prithee, sweet</div>
                              <div class="line">wag, shall there be gallows standing in England when</div>
                              <div class="line">thou art king? and resolution thus fobbed as it is</div>
                              <div class="line">with the rusty curb of old father antic the law? Do</div>
                              <div class="line">not thou, when thou art king, hang a thief.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">No; thou shalt.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I'll be a brave judge.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou judgest false already: I mean, thou shalt have</div>
                              <div class="line">the hanging of the thieves and so become a rare hangman.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, Hal, well; and in some sort it jumps with my</div>
                              <div class="line">humour as well as waiting in the court, I can tell</div>
                              <div class="line">you.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">For obtaining of suits?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman</div>
                              <div class="line">hath no lean wardrobe. 'Sblood, I am as melancholy</div>
                              <div class="line">as a gib cat or a lugged bear.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Or an old lion, or a lover's lute.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy of</div>
                              <div class="line">Moor-ditch?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou hast the most unsavoury similes and art indeed</div>
                              <div class="line">the most comparative, rascalliest, sweet young</div>
                              <div class="line">prince. But, Hal, I prithee, trouble me no more</div>
                              <div class="line">with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew where a</div>
                              <div class="line">commodity of good names were to be bought. An old</div>
                              <div class="line">lord of the council rated me the other day in the</div>
                              <div class="line">street about you, sir, but I marked him not; and yet</div>
                              <div class="line">he talked very wisely, but I regarded him not; and</div>
                              <div class="line">yet he talked wisely, and in the street too.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou didst well; for wisdom cries out in the</div>
                              <div class="line">streets, and no man regards it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">O, thou hast damnable iteration and art indeed able</div>
                              <div class="line">to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done much harm upon</div>
                              <div class="line">me, Hal; God forgive thee for it! Before I knew</div>
                              <div class="line">thee, Hal, I knew nothing; and now am I, if a man</div>
                              <div class="line">should speak truly, little better than one of the</div>
                              <div class="line">wicked. I must give over this life, and I will give</div>
                              <div class="line">it over: by the Lord, and I do not, I am a villain:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll be damned for never a king's son in</div>
                              <div class="line">Christendom.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">'Zounds, where thou wilt, lad; I'll make one; an I</div>
                              <div class="line">do not, call me villain and baffle me.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">I see a good amendment of life in thee; from praying</div>
                              <div class="line">to purse-taking.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation, Hal; 'tis no sin for a</div>
                              <div class="line">man to labour in his vocation.</div>
                              <p>Enter POINS</p>
                              <div class="line">Poins! Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a</div>
                              <div class="line">match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what</div>
                              <div class="line">hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the</div>
                              <div class="line">most omnipotent villain that ever cried 'Stand' to</div>
                              <div class="line">a true man.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, Ned.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, sweet Hal. What says Monsieur Remorse?</div>
                              <div class="line">what says Sir John Sack and Sugar? Jack! how</div>
                              <div class="line">agrees the devil and thee about thy soul, that thou</div>
                              <div class="line">soldest him on Good-Friday last for a cup of Madeira</div>
                              <div class="line">and a cold capon's leg?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John stands to his word, the devil shall have</div>
                              <div class="line">his bargain; for he was never yet a breaker of</div>
                              <div class="line">proverbs: he will give the devil his due.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Then art thou damned for keeping thy word with the devil.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Else he had been damned for cozening the devil.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four</div>
                              <div class="line">o'clock, early at Gadshill! there are pilgrims going</div>
                              <div class="line">to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders</div>
                              <div class="line">riding to London with fat purses: I have vizards</div>
                              <div class="line">for you all; you have horses for yourselves:</div>
                              <div class="line">Gadshill lies to-night in Rochester: I have bespoke</div>
                              <div class="line">supper to-morrow night in Eastcheap: we may do it</div>
                              <div class="line">as secure as sleep. If you will go, I will stuff</div>
                              <div class="line">your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry</div>
                              <div class="line">at home and be hanged.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home and go not,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll hang you for going.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">You will, chops?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Hal, wilt thou make one?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Who, I rob? I a thief? not I, by my faith.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">There's neither honesty, manhood, nor good</div>
                              <div class="line">fellowship in thee, nor thou camest not of the blood</div>
                              <div class="line">royal, if thou darest not stand for ten shillings.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Well then, once in my days I'll be a madcap.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, that's well said.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, come what will, I'll tarry at home.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">By the Lord, I'll be a traitor then, when thou art king.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">I care not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John, I prithee, leave the prince and me alone:</div>
                              <div class="line">I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure</div>
                              <div class="line">that he shall go.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion and him</div>
                              <div class="line">the ears of profiting, that what thou speakest may</div>
                              <div class="line">move and what he hears may be believed, that the</div>
                              <div class="line">true prince may, for recreation sake, prove a false</div>
                              <div class="line">thief; for the poor abuses of the time want</div>
                              <div class="line">countenance. Farewell: you shall find me in Eastcheap.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, thou latter spring! farewell, All-hallown summer!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit Falstaff</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us</div>
                              <div class="line">to-morrow: I have a jest to execute that I cannot</div>
                              <div class="line">manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto and Gadshill</div>
                              <div class="line">shall rob those men that we have already waylaid:</div>
                              <div class="line">yourself and I will not be there; and when they</div>
                              <div class="line">have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut</div>
                              <div class="line">this head off from my shoulders.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">How shall we part with them in setting forth?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, we will set forth before or after them, and</div>
                              <div class="line">appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at</div>
                              <div class="line">our pleasure to fail, and then will they adventure</div>
                              <div class="line">upon the exploit themselves; which they shall have</div>
                              <div class="line">no sooner achieved, but we'll set upon them.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, but 'tis like that they will know us by our</div>
                              <div class="line">horses, by our habits and by every other</div>
                              <div class="line">appointment, to be ourselves.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Tut! our horses they shall not see: I'll tie them</div>
                              <div class="line">in the wood; our vizards we will change after we</div>
                              <div class="line">leave them: and, sirrah, I have cases of buckram</div>
                              <div class="line">for the nonce, to immask our noted outward garments.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, for two of them, I know them to be as</div>
                              <div class="line">true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the</div>
                              <div class="line">third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll</div>
                              <div class="line">forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, the</div>
                              <div class="line">incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will</div>
                              <div class="line">tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty, at</div>
                              <div class="line">least, he fought with; what wards, what blows, what</div>
                              <div class="line">extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this</div>
                              <div class="line">lies the jest.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, I'll go with thee: provide us all things</div>
                              <div class="line">necessary and meet me to-morrow night in Eastcheap;</div>
                              <div class="line">there I'll sup. Farewell.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, my lord.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit Poins</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">I know you all, and will awhile uphold</div>
                              <div class="line">The unyoked humour of your idleness:</div>
                              <div class="line">Yet herein will I imitate the sun,</div>
                              <div class="line">Who doth permit the base contagious clouds</div>
                              <div class="line">To smother up his beauty from the world,</div>
                              <div class="line">That, when he please again to be himself,</div>
                              <div class="line">Being wanted, he may be more wonder'd at,</div>
                              <div class="line">By breaking through the foul and ugly mists</div>
                              <div class="line">Of vapours that did seem to strangle him.</div>
                              <div class="line">If all the year were playing holidays,</div>
                              <div class="line">To sport would be as tedious as to work;</div>
                              <div class="line">But when they seldom come, they wish'd for come,</div>
                              <div class="line">And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.</div>
                              <div class="line">So, when this loose behavior I throw off</div>
                              <div class="line">And pay the debt I never promised,</div>
                              <div class="line">By how much better than my word I am,</div>
                              <div class="line">By so much shall I falsify men's hopes;</div>
                              <div class="line">And like bright metal on a sullen ground,</div>
                              <div class="line">My reformation, glittering o'er my fault,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes</div>
                              <div class="line">Than that which hath no foil to set it off.</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll so offend, to make offence a skill;</div>
                              <div class="line">Redeeming time when men think least I will.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exit</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.3.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE III.  London. The palace.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter the KING, NORTHUMBERLAND, WORCESTER, HOTSPUR,
SIR WALTER BLUNT, with others</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">My blood hath been too cold and temperate,</div>
                              <div class="line">Unapt to stir at these indignities,</div>
                              <div class="line">And you have found me; for accordingly</div>
                              <div class="line">You tread upon my patience: but be sure</div>
                              <div class="line">I will from henceforth rather be myself,</div>
                              <div class="line">Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;</div>
                              <div class="line">Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,</div>
                              <div class="line">And therefore lost that title of respect</div>
                              <div class="line">Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves</div>
                              <div class="line">The scourge of greatness to be used on it;</div>
                              <div class="line">And that same greatness too which our own hands</div>
                              <div class="line">Have holp to make so portly.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">My lord.--</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">Worcester, get thee gone; for I do see</div>
                              <div class="line">Danger and disobedience in thine eye:</div>
                              <div class="line">O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,</div>
                              <div class="line">And majesty might never yet endure</div>
                              <div class="line">The moody frontier of a servant brow.</div>
                              <div class="line">You have good leave to leave us: when we need</div>
                              <div class="line">Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.</div>
                              <p>Exit Worcester</p>
                              <div class="line">You were about to speak.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>To North</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, my good lord.</div>
                              <div class="line">Those prisoners in your highness' name demanded,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,</div>
                              <div class="line">Were, as he says, not with such strength denied</div>
                              <div class="line">As is deliver'd to your majesty:</div>
                              <div class="line">Either envy, therefore, or misprison</div>
                              <div class="line">Is guilty of this fault and not my son.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">My liege, I did deny no prisoners.</div>
                              <div class="line">But I remember, when the fight was done,</div>
                              <div class="line">When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,</div>
                              <div class="line">Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,</div>
                              <div class="line">Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin new reap'd</div>
                              <div class="line">Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home;</div>
                              <div class="line">He was perfumed like a milliner;</div>
                              <div class="line">And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held</div>
                              <div class="line">A pouncet-box, which ever and anon</div>
                              <div class="line">He gave his nose and took't away again;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who therewith angry, when it next came there,</div>
                              <div class="line">Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talk'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,</div>
                              <div class="line">He call'd them untaught knaves, unmannerly,</div>
                              <div class="line">To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse</div>
                              <div class="line">Betwixt the wind and his nobility.</div>
                              <div class="line">With many holiday and lady terms</div>
                              <div class="line">He question'd me; amongst the rest, demanded</div>
                              <div class="line">My prisoners in your majesty's behalf.</div>
                              <div class="line">I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,</div>
                              <div class="line">To be so pester'd with a popinjay,</div>
                              <div class="line">Out of my grief and my impatience,</div>
                              <div class="line">Answer'd neglectingly I know not what,</div>
                              <div class="line">He should or he should not; for he made me mad</div>
                              <div class="line">To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet</div>
                              <div class="line">And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman</div>
                              <div class="line">Of guns and drums and wounds,--God save the mark!--</div>
                              <div class="line">And telling me the sovereign'st thing on earth</div>
                              <div class="line">Was parmaceti for an inward bruise;</div>
                              <div class="line">And that it was great pity, so it was,</div>
                              <div class="line">This villanous salt-petre should be digg'd</div>
                              <div class="line">Out of the bowels of the harmless earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which many a good tall fellow had destroy'd</div>
                              <div class="line">So cowardly; and but for these vile guns,</div>
                              <div class="line">He would himself have been a soldier.</div>
                              <div class="line">This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">I answer'd indirectly, as I said;</div>
                              <div class="line">And I beseech you, let not his report</div>
                              <div class="line">Come current for an accusation</div>
                              <div class="line">Betwixt my love and your high majesty.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">SIR WALTER BLUNT</div>
                              <div class="line">The circumstance consider'd, good my lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whate'er Lord Harry Percy then had said</div>
                              <div class="line">To such a person and in such a place,</div>
                              <div class="line">At such a time, with all the rest retold,</div>
                              <div class="line">May reasonably die and never rise</div>
                              <div class="line">To do him wrong or any way impeach</div>
                              <div class="line">What then he said, so he unsay it now.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,</div>
                              <div class="line">But with proviso and exception,</div>
                              <div class="line">That we at our own charge shall ransom straight</div>
                              <div class="line">His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who, on my soul, hath wilfully betray'd</div>
                              <div class="line">The lives of those that he did lead to fight</div>
                              <div class="line">Against that great magician, damn'd Glendower,</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath lately married. Shall our coffers, then,</div>
                              <div class="line">Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall we but treason? and indent with fears,</div>
                              <div class="line">When they have lost and forfeited themselves?</div>
                              <div class="line">No, on the barren mountains let him starve;</div>
                              <div class="line">For I shall never hold that man my friend</div>
                              <div class="line">Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost</div>
                              <div class="line">To ransom home revolted Mortimer.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Revolted Mortimer!</div>
                              <div class="line">He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,</div>
                              <div class="line">But by the chance of war; to prove that true</div>
                              <div class="line">Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds,</div>
                              <div class="line">Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took</div>
                              <div class="line">When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bank,</div>
                              <div class="line">In single opposition, hand to hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">He did confound the best part of an hour</div>
                              <div class="line">In changing hardiment with great Glendower:</div>
                              <div class="line">Three times they breathed and three times did</div>
                              <div class="line">they drink,</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood;</div>
                              <div class="line">Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks,</div>
                              <div class="line">Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds,</div>
                              <div class="line">And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank,</div>
                              <div class="line">Bloodstained with these valiant combatants.</div>
                              <div class="line">Never did base and rotten policy</div>
                              <div class="line">Colour her working with such deadly wounds;</div>
                              <div class="line">Nor could the noble Mortimer</div>
                              <div class="line">Receive so many, and all willingly:</div>
                              <div class="line">Then let not him be slander'd with revolt.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">KING HENRY IV</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou dost belie him;</div>
                              <div class="line">He never did encounter with Glendower:</div>
                              <div class="line">I tell thee,</div>
                              <div class="line">He durst as well have met the devil alone</div>
                              <div class="line">As Owen Glendower for an enemy.</div>
                              <div class="line">Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth</div>
                              <div class="line">Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer:</div>
                              <div class="line">Send me your prisoners with the speediest means,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or you shall hear in such a kind from me</div>
                              <div class="line">As will displease you. My Lord Northumberland,</div>
                              <div class="line">We licence your departure with your son.</div>
                              <div class="line">Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it.</div>
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                        <p>Exeunt King Henry, Blunt, and train</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">An if the devil come and roar for them,</div>
                              <div class="line">I will not send them: I will after straight</div>
                              <div class="line">And tell him so; for I will ease my heart,</div>
                              <div class="line">Albeit I make a hazard of my head.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">What, drunk with choler? stay and pause awhile:</div>
                              <div class="line">Here comes your uncle.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <p>Re-enter WORCESTER</p>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak of Mortimer!</div>
                              <div class="line">'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul</div>
                              <div class="line">Want mercy, if I do not join with him:</div>
                              <div class="line">Yea, on his part I'll empty all these veins,</div>
                              <div class="line">And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust,</div>
                              <div class="line">But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer</div>
                              <div class="line">As high in the air as this unthankful king,</div>
                              <div class="line">As this ingrate and canker'd Bolingbroke.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Who struck this heat up after I was gone?</div>
                           </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;</div>
                              <div class="line">And when I urged the ransom once again</div>
                              <div class="line">Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale,</div>
                              <div class="line">And on my face he turn'd an eye of death,</div>
                              <div class="line">Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd</div>
                              <div class="line">By Richard that dead is the next of blood?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">He was; I heard the proclamation:</div>
                              <div class="line">And then it was when the unhappy king,</div>
                              <div class="line">--Whose wrongs in us God pardon!--did set forth</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon his Irish expedition;</div>
                              <div class="line">From whence he intercepted did return</div>
                              <div class="line">To be deposed and shortly murdered.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth</div>
                              <div class="line">Live scandalized and foully spoken of.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then</div>
                              <div class="line">Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer</div>
                              <div class="line">Heir to the crown?</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">He did; myself did hear it.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,</div>
                              <div class="line">That wished him on the barren mountains starve.</div>
                              <div class="line">But shall it be that you, that set the crown</div>
                              <div class="line">Upon the head of this forgetful man</div>
                              <div class="line">And for his sake wear the detested blot</div>
                              <div class="line">Of murderous subornation, shall it be,</div>
                              <div class="line">That you a world of curses undergo,</div>
                              <div class="line">Being the agents, or base second means,</div>
                              <div class="line">The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?</div>
                              <div class="line">O, pardon me that I descend so low,</div>
                              <div class="line">To show the line and the predicament</div>
                              <div class="line">Wherein you range under this subtle king;</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or fill up chronicles in time to come,</div>
                              <div class="line">That men of your nobility and power</div>
                              <div class="line">Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,</div>
                              <div class="line">As both of you--God pardon it!--have done,</div>
                              <div class="line">To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,</div>
                              <div class="line">An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?</div>
                              <div class="line">And shall it in more shame be further spoken,</div>
                              <div class="line">That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off</div>
                              <div class="line">By him for whom these shames ye underwent?</div>
                              <div class="line">No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem</div>
                              <div class="line">Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves</div>
                              <div class="line">Into the good thoughts of the world again,</div>
                              <div class="line">Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt</div>
                              <div class="line">Of this proud king, who studies day and night</div>
                              <div class="line">To answer all the debt he owes to you</div>
                              <div class="line">Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:</div>
                              <div class="line">Therefore, I say--</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Peace, cousin, say no more:</div>
                              <div class="line">And now I will unclasp a secret book,</div>
                              <div class="line">And to your quick-conceiving discontents</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,</div>
                              <div class="line">As full of peril and adventurous spirit</div>
                              <div class="line">As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud</div>
                              <div class="line">On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">If he fall in, good night! or sink or swim:</div>
                              <div class="line">Send danger from the east unto the west,</div>
                              <div class="line">So honour cross it from the north to south,</div>
                              <div class="line">And let them grapple: O, the blood more stirs</div>
                              <div class="line">To rouse a lion than to start a hare!</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Imagination of some great exploit</div>
                              <div class="line">Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,</div>
                              <div class="line">To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,</div>
                              <div class="line">Or dive into the bottom of the deep,</div>
                              <div class="line">Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,</div>
                              <div class="line">And pluck up drowned honour by the locks;</div>
                              <div class="line">So he that doth redeem her thence might wear</div>
                              <div class="line">Without corrival, all her dignities:</div>
                              <div class="line">But out upon this half-faced fellowship!</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">He apprehends a world of figures here,</div>
                              <div class="line">But not the form of what he should attend.</div>
                              <div class="line">Good cousin, give me audience for a while.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">I cry you mercy.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Those same noble Scots</div>
                              <div class="line">That are your prisoners,--</div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll keep them all;</div>
                              <div class="line">By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;</div>
                              <div class="line">No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not:</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll keep them, by this hand.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">You start away</div>
                              <div class="line">And lend no ear unto my purposes.</div>
                              <div class="line">Those prisoners you shall keep.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, I will; that's flat:</div>
                              <div class="line">He said he would not ransom Mortimer;</div>
                              <div class="line">Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;</div>
                              <div class="line">But I will find him when he lies asleep,</div>
                              <div class="line">And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak</div>
                              <div class="line">Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him</div>
                              <div class="line">To keep his anger still in motion.</div>
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                        </div>
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                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Hear you, cousin; a word.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
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                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">All studies here I solemnly defy,</div>
                              <div class="line">Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:</div>
                              <div class="line">And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales,</div>
                              <div class="line">But that I think his father loves him not</div>
                              <div class="line">And would be glad he met with some mischance,</div>
                              <div class="line">I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale.</div>
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                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you</div>
                              <div class="line">When you are better temper'd to attend.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
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                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool</div>
                              <div class="line">Art thou to break into this woman's mood,</div>
                              <div class="line">Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
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                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods,</div>
                              <div class="line">Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear</div>
                              <div class="line">Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.</div>
                              <div class="line">In Richard's time,--what do you call the place?--</div>
                              <div class="line">A plague upon it, it is in Gloucestershire;</div>
                              <div class="line">'Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept,</div>
                              <div class="line">His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee</div>
                              <div class="line">Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,--</div>
                              <div class="line">'Sblood!--</div>
                              <div class="line">When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh.</div>
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                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">At Berkley castle.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
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                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">You say true:</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, what a candy deal of courtesy</div>
                              <div class="line">This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!</div>
                              <div class="line">Look,'when his infant fortune came to age,'</div>
                              <div class="line">And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'</div>
                              <div class="line">O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me!</div>
                              <div class="line">Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, if you have not, to it again;</div>
                              <div class="line">We will stay your leisure.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">I have done, i' faith.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.</div>
                              <div class="line">Deliver them up without their ransom straight,</div>
                              <div class="line">And make the Douglas' son your only mean</div>
                              <div class="line">For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons</div>
                              <div class="line">Which I shall send you written, be assured,</div>
                              <div class="line">Will easily be granted. You, my lord,</div>
                              <p>To Northumberland</p>
                              <div class="line">Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">Shall secretly into the bosom creep</div>
                              <div class="line">Of that same noble prelate, well beloved,</div>
                              <div class="line">The archbishop.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Of York, is it not?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">True; who bears hard</div>
                              <div class="line">His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.</div>
                              <div class="line">I speak not this in estimation,</div>
                              <div class="line">As what I think might be, but what I know</div>
                              <div class="line">Is ruminated, plotted and set down,</div>
                              <div class="line">And only stays but to behold the face</div>
                              <div class="line">Of that occasion that shall bring it on.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">I smell it: upon my life, it will do well.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Before the game is afoot, thou still let'st slip.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;</div>
                              <div class="line">And then the power of Scotland and of York,</div>
                              <div class="line">To join with Mortimer, ha?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">And so they shall.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,</div>
                              <div class="line">To save our heads by raising of a head;</div>
                              <div class="line">For, bear ourselves as even as we can,</div>
                              <div class="line">The king will always think him in our debt,</div>
                              <div class="line">And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,</div>
                              <div class="line">Till he hath found a time to pay us home:</div>
                              <div class="line">And see already how he doth begin</div>
                              <div class="line">To make us strangers to his looks of love.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">EARL OF WORCESTER</div>
                              <div class="line">Cousin, farewell: no further go in this</div>
                              <div class="line">Than I by letters shall direct your course.</div>
                              <div class="line">When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;</div>
                              <div class="line">Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,</div>
                              <div class="line">As I will fashion it, shall happily meet,</div>
                              <div class="line">To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,</div>
                              <div class="line">Which now we hold at much uncertainty.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">NORTHUMBERLAND</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, good brother: we shall thrive, I trust.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Uncle, Adieu: O, let the hours be short</div>
                              <div class="line">Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
               </div>
            </article>
            <article class="chapter" id="R.1.4">
               <header class="chapter-titlepage">
                  <h2>Chapter 2. ACT II</h2>
               </header>
               <div class="lists-of-titles">
                  <div class="toc">
                     <p>
                        <b>Table of Contents</b>
                     </p>
                     <ul class="toc">
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.2">1. SCENE I.  Rochester. An inn yard.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.3">2. SCENE II.  The highway, near Gadshill.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.4">3. SCENE III.  Warkworth castle</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                        <li>
                           <span>
                              <a href="#R.1.4.5">4. SCENE IV.  The Boar's-Head Tavern, Eastcheap.</a>
                           </span>
                        </li>
                     </ul>
                  </div>
               </div>
               <div class="content">
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.2">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>1. SCENE I.  Rochester. An inn yard.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Heigh-ho! an it be not four by the day, I'll be</div>
                              <div class="line">hanged: Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and</div>
                              <div class="line">yet our horse not packed. What, ostler!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Ostler</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Within</span>   Anon, anon.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">I prithee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put a few flocks</div>
                              <div class="line">in the point; poor jade, is wrung in the withers out</div>
                              <div class="line">of all cess.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter another Carrier</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that</div>
                              <div class="line">is the next way to give poor jades the bots: this</div>
                              <div class="line">house is turned upside down since Robin Ostler died.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Poor fellow, never joyed since the price of oats</div>
                              <div class="line">rose; it was the death of him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">I think this be the most villanous house in all</div>
                              <div class="line">London road for fleas: I am stung like a tench.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Like a tench! by the mass, there is ne'er a king</div>
                              <div class="line">christen could be better bit than I have been since</div>
                              <div class="line">the first cock.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Why, they will allow us ne'er a jordan, and then we</div>
                              <div class="line">leak in your chimney; and your chamber-lie breeds</div>
                              <div class="line">fleas like a loach.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">What, ostler! come away and be hanged!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">I have a gammon of bacon and two razors of ginger,</div>
                              <div class="line">to be delivered as far as Charing-cross.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">God's body! the turkeys in my pannier are quite</div>
                              <div class="line">starved. What, ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou</div>
                              <div class="line">never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? An</div>
                              <div class="line">'twere not as good deed as drink, to break the pate</div>
                              <div class="line">on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hanged!</div>
                              <div class="line">hast thou no faith in thee?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter GADSHILL</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">I think it be two o'clock.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray thee lend me thy lantern, to see my gelding</div>
                              <div class="line">in the stable.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, by God, soft; I know a trick worth two of that, i' faith.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">I pray thee, lend me thine.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Ay, when? can'st tell? Lend me thy lantern, quoth</div>
                              <div class="line">he? marry, I'll see thee hanged first.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to come to London?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Second Carrier</div>
                              <div class="line">Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant</div>
                              <div class="line">thee. Come, neighbour Mugs, we'll call up the</div>
                              <div class="line">gentleman: they will along with company, for they</div>
                              <div class="line">have great charge.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt carriers</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">What, ho! chamberlain!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                              <div class="line">
                                 <span>Within</span>  At hand, quoth pick-purse.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">That's even as fair as--at hand, quoth the</div>
                              <div class="line">chamberlain; for thou variest no more from picking</div>
                              <div class="line">of purses than giving direction doth from labouring;</div>
                              <div class="line">thou layest the plot how.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter Chamberlain</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                              <div class="line">Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds current that</div>
                              <div class="line">I told you yesternight: there's a franklin in the</div>
                              <div class="line">wild of Kent hath brought three hundred marks with</div>
                              <div class="line">him in gold: I heard him tell it to one of his</div>
                              <div class="line">company last night at supper; a kind of auditor; one</div>
                              <div class="line">that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what.</div>
                              <div class="line">They are up already, and call for eggs and butter;</div>
                              <div class="line">they will away presently.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas'</div>
                              <div class="line">clerks, I'll give thee this neck.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                              <div class="line">No, I'll none of it: I pray thee keep that for the</div>
                              <div class="line">hangman; for I know thou worshippest St. Nicholas</div>
                              <div class="line">as truly as a man of falsehood may.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang,</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll make a fat pair of gallows; for if I hang, old</div>
                              <div class="line">Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is no</div>
                              <div class="line">starveling. Tut! there are other Trojans that thou</div>
                              <div class="line">dreamest not of, the which for sport sake are</div>
                              <div class="line">content to do the profession some grace; that would,</div>
                              <div class="line">if matters should be looked into, for their own</div>
                              <div class="line">credit sake, make all whole. I am joined with no</div>
                              <div class="line">foot-land rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers,</div>
                              <div class="line">none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms;</div>
                              <div class="line">but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters and</div>
                              <div class="line">great oneyers, such as can hold in, such as will</div>
                              <div class="line">strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than</div>
                              <div class="line">drink, and drink sooner than pray: and yet, zounds,</div>
                              <div class="line">I lie; for they pray continually to their saint, the</div>
                              <div class="line">commonwealth; or rather, not pray to her, but prey</div>
                              <div class="line">on her, for they ride up and down on her and make</div>
                              <div class="line">her their boots.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                              <div class="line">What, the commonwealth their boots? will she hold</div>
                              <div class="line">out water in foul way?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We</div>
                              <div class="line">steal as in a castle, cocksure; we have the receipt</div>
                              <div class="line">of fern-seed, we walk invisible.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, by my faith, I think you are more beholding to</div>
                              <div class="line">the night than to fern-seed for your walking invisible.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our</div>
                              <div class="line">purchase, as I am a true man.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Chamberlain</div>
                              <div class="line">Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Go to; 'homo' is a common name to all men. Bid the</div>
                              <div class="line">ostler bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell,</div>
                              <div class="line">you muddy knave.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.3">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>2. SCENE II.  The highway, near Gadshill.</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, shelter, shelter: I have removed Falstaff's</div>
                              <div class="line">horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand close.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter FALSTAFF</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Peace, ye fat-kidneyed rascal! what a brawling dost</div>
                              <div class="line">thou keep!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Where's Poins, Hal?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">He is walked up to the top of the hill: I'll go seek him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I am accursed to rob in that thief's company: the</div>
                              <div class="line">rascal hath removed my horse, and tied him I know</div>
                              <div class="line">not where. If I travel but four foot by the squier</div>
                              <div class="line">further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I doubt</div>
                              <div class="line">not but to die a fair death for all this, if I</div>
                              <div class="line">'scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have</div>
                              <div class="line">forsworn his company hourly any time this two and</div>
                              <div class="line">twenty years, and yet I am bewitched with the</div>
                              <div class="line">rogue's company. If the rascal hath not given me</div>
                              <div class="line">medicines to make me love him, I'll be hanged; it</div>
                              <div class="line">could not be else: I have drunk medicines. Poins!</div>
                              <div class="line">Hal! a plague upon you both! Bardolph! Peto!</div>
                              <div class="line">I'll starve ere I'll rob a foot further. An 'twere</div>
                              <div class="line">not as good a deed as drink, to turn true man and to</div>
                              <div class="line">leave these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that</div>
                              <div class="line">ever chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven</div>
                              <div class="line">ground is threescore and ten miles afoot with me;</div>
                              <div class="line">and the stony-hearted villains know it well enough:</div>
                              <div class="line">a plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!</div>
                              <p>They whistle</p>
                              <div class="line">Whew! A plague upon you all! Give me my horse, you</div>
                              <div class="line">rogues; give me my horse, and be hanged!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Peace, ye fat-guts! lie down; lay thine ear close</div>
                              <div class="line">to the ground and list if thou canst hear the tread</div>
                              <div class="line">of travellers.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Have you any levers to lift me up again, being down?</div>
                              <div class="line">'Sblood, I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot</div>
                              <div class="line">again for all the coin in thy father's exchequer.</div>
                              <div class="line">What a plague mean ye to colt me thus?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Thou liest; thou art not colted, thou art uncolted.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my horse,</div>
                              <div class="line">good king's son.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Out, ye rogue! shall I be your ostler?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Go, hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent</div>
                              <div class="line">garters! If I be ta'en, I'll peach for this. An I</div>
                              <div class="line">have not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy</div>
                              <div class="line">tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison: when a jest</div>
                              <div class="line">is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter GADSHILL, BARDOLPH and PETO</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">So I do, against my will.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">O, 'tis our setter: I know his voice. Bardolph,</div>
                              <div class="line">what news?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">BARDOLPH</div>
                              <div class="line">Case ye, case ye; on with your vizards: there 's</div>
                              <div class="line">money of the king's coming down the hill; 'tis going</div>
                              <div class="line">to the king's exchequer.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">You lie, ye rogue; 'tis going to the king's tavern.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">There's enough to make us all.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">To be hanged.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Sirs, you four shall front them in the narrow lane;</div>
                              <div class="line">Ned Poins and I will walk lower: if they 'scape</div>
                              <div class="line">from your encounter, then they light on us.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PETO</div>
                              <div class="line">How many be there of them?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">GADSHILL</div>
                              <div class="line">Some eight or ten.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">'Zounds, will they not rob us?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandfather;</div>
                              <div class="line">but yet no coward, Hal.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Well, we leave that to the proof.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the hedge:</div>
                              <div class="line">when thou needest him, there thou shalt find him.</div>
                              <div class="line">Farewell, and stand fast.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Now cannot I strike him, if I should be hanged.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Ned, where are our disguises?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Here, hard by: stand close.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Now, my masters, happy man be his dole, say I:</div>
                              <div class="line">every man to his business.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter the Travellers</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">First Traveller</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, neighbour: the boy shall lead our horses down</div>
                              <div class="line">the hill; we'll walk afoot awhile, and ease our legs.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Thieves</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Travellers</div>
                              <div class="line">Jesus bless us!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Strike; down with them; cut the villains' throats:</div>
                              <div class="line">ah! whoreson caterpillars! bacon-fed knaves! they</div>
                              <div class="line">hate us youth: down with them: fleece them.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Travellers</div>
                              <div class="line">O, we are undone, both we and ours for ever!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Hang ye, gorbellied knaves, are ye undone? No, ye</div>
                              <div class="line">fat chuffs: I would your store were here! On,</div>
                              <div class="line">bacons, on! What, ye knaves! young men must live.</div>
                              <div class="line">You are Grand-jurors, are ye? we'll jure ye, 'faith.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Here they rob them and bind them. Exeunt</p>
                        <p>Re-enter PRINCE HENRY and POINS</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">The thieves have bound the true men. Now could thou</div>
                              <div class="line">and I rob the thieves and go merrily to London, it</div>
                              <div class="line">would be argument for a week, laughter for a month</div>
                              <div class="line">and a good jest for ever.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Stand close; I hear them coming.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Enter the Thieves again</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">FALSTAFF</div>
                              <div class="line">Come, my masters, let us share, and then to horse</div>
                              <div class="line">before day. An the Prince and Poins be not two</div>
                              <div class="line">arrant cowards, there's no equity stirring: there's</div>
                              <div class="line">no more valour in that Poins than in a wild-duck.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Your money!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">Villains!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>As they are sharing, the Prince and Poins set upon
them; they all run away; and Falstaff, after a blow
or two, runs away too, leaving the booty behind them</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">PRINCE HENRY</div>
                              <div class="line">Got with much ease. Now merrily to horse:</div>
                              <div class="line">The thieves are all scatter'd and possess'd with fear</div>
                              <div class="line">So strongly that they dare not meet each other;</div>
                              <div class="line">Each takes his fellow for an officer.</div>
                              <div class="line">Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death,</div>
                              <div class="line">And lards the lean earth as he walks along:</div>
                              <div class="line">Were 't not for laughing, I should pity him.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">POINS</div>
                              <div class="line">How the rogue roar'd!</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <p>Exeunt</p>
                     </div>
                  </section>
                  <section class="section" id="R.1.4.4">
                     <div class="section-titlepage">
                        <h2>3. SCENE III.  Warkworth castle</h2>
                     </div>
                     <div class="content">
                        <p>Enter HOTSPUR, solus, reading a letter</p>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">'But for mine own part, my lord, I could be well</div>
                              <div class="line">contented to be there, in respect of the love I bear</div>
                              <div class="line">your house.' He could be contented: why is he not,</div>
                              <div class="line">then? In respect of the love he bears our house:</div>
                              <div class="line">he shows in this, he loves his own barn better than</div>
                              <div class="line">he loves our house. Let me see some more. 'The</div>
                              <div class="line">purpose you undertake is dangerous;'--why, that's</div>
                              <div class="line">certain: 'tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to</div>
                              <div class="line">drink; but I tell you, my lord fool, out of this</div>
                              <div class="line">nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety. 'The</div>
                              <div class="line">purpose you undertake is dangerous; the friends you</div>
                              <div class="line">have named uncertain; the time itself unsorted; and</div>
                              <div class="line">your whole plot too light for the counterpoise of so</div>
                              <div class="line">great an opposition.' Say you so, say you so? I say</div>
                              <div class="line">unto you again, you are a shallow cowardly hind, and</div>
                              <div class="line">you lie.  What a lack-brain is this! By the Lord,</div>
                              <div class="line">our plot is a good plot as ever was laid; our</div>
                              <div class="line">friends true and constant: a good plot, good</div>
                              <div class="line">friends, and full of expectation; an excellent plot,</div>
                              <div class="line">very good friends. What a frosty-spirited rogue is</div>
                              <div class="line">this! Why, my lord of York commends the plot and the</div>
                              <div class="line">general course of action. 'Zounds, an I were now by</div>
                              <div class="line">this rascal, I could brain him with his lady's fan.</div>
                              <div class="line">Is there not my father, my uncle and myself? lord</div>
                              <div class="line">Edmund Mortimer, My lord of York and Owen Glendower?</div>
                              <div class="line">is there not besides the Douglas? have I not all</div>
                              <div class="line">their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of the</div>
                              <div class="line">next month? and are they not some of them set</div>
                              <div class="line">forward already? What a pagan rascal is this! an</div>
                              <div class="line">infidel! Ha! you shall see now in very sincerity</div>
                              <div class="line">of fear and cold heart, will he to the king and lay</div>
                              <div class="line">open all our proceedings. O, I could divide myself</div>
                              <div class="line">and go to buffets, for moving such a dish of</div>
                              <div class="line">skim milk with so honourable an action! Hang him!</div>
                              <div class="line">let him tell the king: we are prepared. I will set</div>
                              <div class="line">forward to-night.</div>
                              <p>Enter LADY PERCY</p>
                              <div class="line">How now, Kate! I must leave you within these two hours.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">LADY PERCY</div>
                              <div class="line">O, my good lord, why are you thus alone?</div>
                              <div class="line">For what offence have I this fortnight been</div>
                              <div class="line">A banish'd woman from my Harry's bed?</div>
                              <div class="line">Tell me, sweet lord, what is't that takes from thee</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy stomach, pleasure and thy golden sleep?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth,</div>
                              <div class="line">And start so often when thou sit'st alone?</div>
                              <div class="line">Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks;</div>
                              <div class="line">And given my treasures and my rights of thee</div>
                              <div class="line">To thick-eyed musing and cursed melancholy?</div>
                              <div class="line">In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watch'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars;</div>
                              <div class="line">Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed;</div>
                              <div class="line">Cry 'Courage! to the field!' And thou hast talk'd</div>
                              <div class="line">Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tents,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin,</div>
                              <div class="line">Of prisoners' ransom and of soldiers slain,</div>
                              <div class="line">And all the currents of a heady fight.</div>
                              <div class="line">Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war</div>
                              <div class="line">And thus hath so bestirr'd thee in thy sleep,</div>
                              <div class="line">That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow</div>
                              <div class="line">Like bubbles in a late-disturbed stream;</div>
                              <div class="line">And in thy face strange motions have appear'd,</div>
                              <div class="line">Such as we see when men restrain their breath</div>
                              <div class="line">On some great sudden hest. O, what portents are these?</div>
                              <div class="line">Some heavy business hath my lord in hand,</div>
                              <div class="line">And I must know it, else he loves me not.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">What, ho!</div>
                              <p>Enter Servant</p>
                              <div class="line">Is Gilliams with the packet gone?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">He is, my lord, an hour ago.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>
                              <div class="line">Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">Servant</div>
                              <div class="line">One horse, my lord, he brought even now.</div>
                           </div>
                        </div>
                        <div class="dialogue">
                           <div class="linegroup">
                              <div class="speaker">HOTSPUR</div>