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Met him in boroughs, cities, villages;
Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,
Gave him their heirs; as pages follow'd him,
Even at the heels, in golden multitudes.
He, presently,--as greatness knows itself, --
Steps me a little higher than his vow,
Made to my father, while bis blood was poor,
Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg;
And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform
Some certain edicts, and some straight decrees,
That lie too heavy on the commonwealth :
Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep,
Over his country's wrongs; and by this face,
This seeming brow of justice, did he win
The hearts of all that he did angle for.
Blunt. I came not to hear this.
Hot. Then to the point.-
In short time after, he depos’d the king;
Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life;
And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state :
To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March
(Who is, if every owner were well plac'd,
Indeed his king), to be engag’d in Wales,
There without ransom, to lie forfeited :
Disgrac'd me in my happy victories;
Sought to entrap me by intelligence;
Rated my uncle from the council-board ;
father from the court ; Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong: And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out This head of safety: and, withal, to pry Into his title too, the which we find Too indirect for long continuance.
Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king ?
Hot. Not so, Sir Walter; we'll withdraw a while. Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd Some surety for a safe return again,
And in the morning early shall my uncle
Bring bim our purposes; and so, farewell.
Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and
Hot. And, may be, so we shall.
Blunt. 'Pray Heaven, you do!
[Flourish of Trumpets and Drums: [Exeunt Sir W. Blunt and Two GENTLEMEN,
HOTSPUR, and liis Friends.
Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.
King HENRY, Henry, PRINCE OF WALES, PRINCE
John or LANCASTER, SIR WALTER BLUNT, SIR John FALSTAFF, GENTLEMEN, and SOLDIERS, discovered.
K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer
Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale
At his distemperature.
P. Hen. The southern wind
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes ;
And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves,
Foretells a tempest and a blustering day.
[A Trumpet sounds a Parley. Enter Earl of WORCESTER, and SIR RICHARD
VERNON. K. Hen. How now, my Lord of Worcester ? 'tis
not well, That you
and I should meet upon such terms As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust; And made us doff our easy robes of
To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:
This is not well, my lord, this is not well.
What say you to'ti will you again unknit
This churlish knot of all-abhorred war;
And move in that obedient orb again
you did give a fair and natural light,
And be no more an exhald meteor,
A prodigy of fear, and a portent
Of broached mischief to the unborn times ? ..
Wor. Hear me, my liege;
For mine own part, I could be well content
To entertain the lag-end of my life
With quiet hours;
for, I do protest, I have not sought the day of this dislike. K. Hen. You have not sought it, sir! how comes
it, then? Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. P. Hen, Peace, chewet, peace!
Wor. It pleas'd your majesty, to turn your looks
Of fayour from myself, and all our house;
And yet I must remember you, my lord,
We were the first and dearest of your
For you, my staff of office did I break
In Richard's time; and posted day and night
To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand,
When yet you were, in place and in account,
Nothing so strong and fortunaté as 1,
It was myself, my brother, and his son,
That brought you home, and boldly did outdare
The dangers of the time : You swore to us,
(And you did swear that oath at Doncaster)
That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state;
Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right,
The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster :
To this we sware our aid. But, in short space,
It rain'd down furtune showering on your head;
And such a flood of greatness fell on you,
What with our help, what with the absent king,
You took occasion to be quickly woo'd
To gripe the general sway into your hand :
Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster ;
And, being fed by us, you us'd us so
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,
Useth the sparrow: did oppress our nest;
Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,
That even our love durst not come near your sight,
For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing
We were enforc'd, for safety sake, to fly
Out of your sight, and raise this present head:
Whereby we stand opposed by such means
As you yourself have forg'd against yourself;
By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
And violation of all faith and troth
Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.
K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have articu.
Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches ;
To face the garment of rebellion
With some fine colour, that may please the eye
Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents,
Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news
Of hurly-burly innovation :
And never yet did insurrection want
Such water-colours, to impaint bis cause;
No moody beggars starving for a time
Of pall-mall havoc and confusion.
P. Hen. In both our armies there is many a soul, Shall
full dearly for this encounter,
If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,
The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
In praise of Henry Percy : By my hopes,
This present enterprise set off his head,
I do not think, a braver gentleman,
More daring, or more bold, is now alive,
To grace this latter
with noble deeds.
For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
I have a rruant been to chivalry ;
And so, I hear, he doth account me too:
Yet this, before my father's majesty,
I am content, that he shall take the odds
Of his great name and estimation.;
And will, to save the blood on either side,
Try fortune with him in a single fight.
K. Hen. And, Prince of Wales, so dare.we venture
Albeit, consideration infinite
Do make against it:- No, good Worcester, no,
We love our people well ; even those we love,
That are misled upon your cousin's part:
And, will they take the offer of our grace,
Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man
Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his :
So tell your cousin, and bring me word
What he will do:-But, if he will not yield,
Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
And they shall do their office. So, begone:
We will not now be troubled with reply:
We offer fair, take it advisedly.
[Exeunt Worcester and VERNON. P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life: