Speeches (Lines) for Earl of Worcester in "History of Henry IV, Part I"

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1 I / 3
  • Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves
    The scourge of greatness to b...
  • Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves
    The scourge of greatness to be used on it;
    And that same greatness too which our own hands
    Have holp to make so portly.
  • Henry IV. My blood hath been too cold and temperate,
    Unapt to stir at these indignities,
    And you have found me; for accordingly
    You tread upon my patience: but be sure
    I will from henceforth rather be myself,
    Mighty and to be fear'd, than my condition;
    Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,
    And therefore lost that title of respect
    Which the proud soul ne'er pays but to the proud.

    Earl of Worcester. Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves
    The scourge of greatness to be used on it;
    And that same greatness too which our own hands
    Have holp to make so portly.

2 I / 3
  • Who struck this heat up after I was gone?
  • Who struck this heat up after I was gone?
  • Earl of Northumberland. Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.

    Earl of Worcester. Who struck this heat up after I was gone?

3 I / 3
  • I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd
    By Richard that dead is the next o...
  • I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd
    By Richard that dead is the next of blood?
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;
    And when I urged the ransom once again
    Of my wife's brother, then his cheek look'd pale,
    And on my face he turn'd an eye of death,
    Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.

    Earl of Worcester. I cannot blame him: was not he proclaim'd
    By Richard that dead is the next of blood?

4 I / 3
  • And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth
    Live scandalized and foully...
  • And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth
    Live scandalized and foully spoken of.
  • Earl of Northumberland. He was; I heard the proclamation:
    And then it was when the unhappy king,
    --Whose wrongs in us God pardon!--did set forth
    Upon his Irish expedition;
    From whence he intercepted did return
    To be deposed and shortly murdered.

    Earl of Worcester. And for whose death we in the world's wide mouth
    Live scandalized and foully spoken of.

5 I / 3
  • Peace, cousin, say no more:
    And now I will unclasp a secret book,
    And to...
  • Peace, cousin, say no more:
    And now I will unclasp a secret book,
    And to your quick-conceiving discontents
    I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,
    As full of peril and adventurous spirit
    As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud
    On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
    That wished him on the barren mountains starve.
    But shall it be that you, that set the crown
    Upon the head of this forgetful man
    And for his sake wear the detested blot
    Of murderous subornation, shall it be,
    That you a world of curses undergo,
    Being the agents, or base second means,
    The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
    O, pardon me that I descend so low,
    To show the line and the predicament
    Wherein you range under this subtle king;
    Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,
    Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
    That men of your nobility and power
    Did gage them both in an unjust behalf,
    As both of you--God pardon it!--have done,
    To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
    An plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
    And shall it in more shame be further spoken,
    That you are fool'd, discarded and shook off
    By him for whom these shames ye underwent?
    No; yet time serves wherein you may redeem
    Your banish'd honours and restore yourselves
    Into the good thoughts of the world again,
    Revenge the jeering and disdain'd contempt
    Of this proud king, who studies day and night
    To answer all the debt he owes to you
    Even with the bloody payment of your deaths:
    Therefore, I say--

    Earl of Worcester. Peace, cousin, say no more:
    And now I will unclasp a secret book,
    And to your quick-conceiving discontents
    I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,
    As full of peril and adventurous spirit
    As to o'er-walk a current roaring loud
    On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.

6 I / 3
  • He apprehends a world of figures here,
    But not the form of what he should at...
  • He apprehends a world of figures here,
    But not the form of what he should attend.
    Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
    To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,
    Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
    Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,
    And pluck up drowned honour by the locks;
    So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
    Without corrival, all her dignities:
    But out upon this half-faced fellowship!

    Earl of Worcester. He apprehends a world of figures here,
    But not the form of what he should attend.
    Good cousin, give me audience for a while.

7 I / 3
  • Those same noble Scots
    That are your prisoners,--
  • Those same noble Scots
    That are your prisoners,--
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). I cry you mercy.

    Earl of Worcester. Those same noble Scots
    That are your prisoners,--

8 I / 3
  • You start away
    And lend no ear unto my purposes.
    Those prisoners you sha...
  • You start away
    And lend no ear unto my purposes.
    Those prisoners you shall keep.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). I'll keep them all;
    By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;
    No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not:
    I'll keep them, by this hand.

    Earl of Worcester. You start away
    And lend no ear unto my purposes.
    Those prisoners you shall keep.

9 I / 3
  • Hear you, cousin; a word.
  • Hear you, cousin; a word.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). Nay, I will; that's flat:
    He said he would not ransom Mortimer;
    Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer;
    But I will find him when he lies asleep,
    And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'
    Nay,
    I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak
    Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him
    To keep his anger still in motion.

    Earl of Worcester. Hear you, cousin; a word.

10 I / 3
  • Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you
    When you are better temper'd to attend.
  • Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you
    When you are better temper'd to attend.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). All studies here I solemnly defy,
    Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:
    And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales,
    But that I think his father loves him not
    And would be glad he met with some mischance,
    I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale.

    Earl of Worcester. Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you
    When you are better temper'd to attend.

11 I / 3
  • Nay, if you have not, to it again;
    We will stay your leisure.
  • Nay, if you have not, to it again;
    We will stay your leisure.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). You say true:
    Why, what a candy deal of courtesy
    This fawning greyhound then did proffer me!
    Look,'when his infant fortune came to age,'
    And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'
    O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me!
    Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done.

    Earl of Worcester. Nay, if you have not, to it again;
    We will stay your leisure.

12 I / 3
  • Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.
    Deliver them up without their ran...
  • Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.
    Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
    And make the Douglas' son your only mean
    For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons
    Which I shall send you written, be assured,
    Will easily be granted. You, my lord,
    [To Northumberland]
    Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,
    Shall secretly into the bosom creep
    Of that same noble prelate, well beloved,
    The archbishop.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). I have done, i' faith.

    Earl of Worcester. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.
    Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
    And make the Douglas' son your only mean
    For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons
    Which I shall send you written, be assured,
    Will easily be granted. You, my lord,
    [To Northumberland]
    Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,
    Shall secretly into the bosom creep
    Of that same noble prelate, well beloved,
    The archbishop.

13 I / 3
  • True; who bears hard
    His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
    I...
  • True; who bears hard
    His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
    I speak not this in estimation,
    As what I think might be, but what I know
    Is ruminated, plotted and set down,
    And only stays but to behold the face
    Of that occasion that shall bring it on.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). Of York, is it not?

    Earl of Worcester. True; who bears hard
    His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
    I speak not this in estimation,
    As what I think might be, but what I know
    Is ruminated, plotted and set down,
    And only stays but to behold the face
    Of that occasion that shall bring it on.

14 I / 3
  • And so they shall.
  • And so they shall.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;
    And then the power of Scotland and of York,
    To join with Mortimer, ha?

    Earl of Worcester. And so they shall.

15 I / 3
  • And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
    To save our heads by raising of a h...
  • And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
    To save our heads by raising of a head;
    For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
    The king will always think him in our debt,
    And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
    Till he hath found a time to pay us home:
    And see already how he doth begin
    To make us strangers to his looks of love.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.

    Earl of Worcester. And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
    To save our heads by raising of a head;
    For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
    The king will always think him in our debt,
    And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
    Till he hath found a time to pay us home:
    And see already how he doth begin
    To make us strangers to his looks of love.

16 I / 3
  • Cousin, farewell: no further go in this
    Than I by letters shall direct your...
  • Cousin, farewell: no further go in this
    Than I by letters shall direct your course.
    When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,
    I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;
    Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,
    As I will fashion it, shall happily meet,
    To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
    Which now we hold at much uncertainty.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him.

    Earl of Worcester. Cousin, farewell: no further go in this
    Than I by letters shall direct your course.
    When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,
    I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer;
    Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,
    As I will fashion it, shall happily meet,
    To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
    Which now we hold at much uncertainty.

17 III / 1
  • Yea, but a little charge will trench him here
    And on this north side win thi...
  • Yea, but a little charge will trench him here
    And on this north side win this cape of land;
    And then he runs straight and even.
  • Mortimer. Yea, but
    Mark how he bears his course, and runs me up
    With like advantage on the other side;
    Gelding the opposed continent as much
    As on the other side it takes from you.

    Earl of Worcester. Yea, but a little charge will trench him here
    And on this north side win this cape of land;
    And then he runs straight and even.

18 III / 1
  • In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame;
    And since your coming hither ha...
  • In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame;
    And since your coming hither have done enough
    To put him quite beside his patience.
    You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault:
    Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood,--
    And that's the dearest grace it renders you,--
    Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
    Defect of manners, want of government,
    Pride, haughtiness, opinion and disdain:
    The least of which haunting a nobleman
    Loseth men's hearts and leaves behind a stain
    Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
    Beguiling them of commendation.
  • Mortimer. In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,
    Exceedingly well read, and profited
    In strange concealments, valiant as a lion
    And as wondrous affable and as bountiful
    As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?
    He holds your temper in a high respect
    And curbs himself even of his natural scope
    When you come 'cross his humour; faith, he does:
    I warrant you, that man is not alive
    Might so have tempted him as you have done,
    Without the taste of danger and reproof:
    But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.

    Earl of Worcester. In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame;
    And since your coming hither have done enough
    To put him quite beside his patience.
    You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault:
    Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood,--
    And that's the dearest grace it renders you,--
    Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
    Defect of manners, want of government,
    Pride, haughtiness, opinion and disdain:
    The least of which haunting a nobleman
    Loseth men's hearts and leaves behind a stain
    Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
    Beguiling them of commendation.

19 IV / 1
  • I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?
  • I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?
  • Messenger. His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord.

    Earl of Worcester. I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?

20 IV / 1
  • I would the state of time had first been whole
    Ere he by sickness had been v...
  • I would the state of time had first been whole
    Ere he by sickness had been visited:
    His health was never better worth than now.
  • Messenger. He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth;
    And at the time of my departure thence
    He was much fear'd by his physicians.

    Earl of Worcester. I would the state of time had first been whole
    Ere he by sickness had been visited:
    His health was never better worth than now.

21 IV / 1
  • Your father's sickness is a maim to us.
  • Your father's sickness is a maim to us.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth infect
    The very life-blood of our enterprise;
    'Tis catching hither, even to our camp.
    He writes me here, that inward sickness--
    And that his friends by deputation could not
    So soon be drawn, nor did he think it meet
    To lay so dangerous and dear a trust
    On any soul removed but on his own.
    Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,
    That with our small conjunction we should on,
    To see how fortune is disposed to us;
    For, as he writes, there is no quailing now.
    Because the king is certainly possess'd
    Of all our purposes. What say you to it?

    Earl of Worcester. Your father's sickness is a maim to us.

22 IV / 1
  • But yet I would your father had been here.
    The quality and hair of our attem...
  • But yet I would your father had been here.
    The quality and hair of our attempt
    Brooks no division: it will be thought
    By some, that know not why he is away,
    That wisdom, loyalty and mere dislike
    Of our proceedings kept the earl from hence:
    And think how such an apprehension
    May turn the tide of fearful faction
    And breed a kind of question in our cause;
    For well you know we of the offering side
    Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement,
    And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence
    The eye of reason may pry in upon us:
    This absence of your father's draws a curtain,
    That shows the ignorant a kind of fear
    Before not dreamt of.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). A rendezvous, a home to fly unto.
    If that the devil and mischance look big
    Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.

    Earl of Worcester. But yet I would your father had been here.
    The quality and hair of our attempt
    Brooks no division: it will be thought
    By some, that know not why he is away,
    That wisdom, loyalty and mere dislike
    Of our proceedings kept the earl from hence:
    And think how such an apprehension
    May turn the tide of fearful faction
    And breed a kind of question in our cause;
    For well you know we of the offering side
    Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement,
    And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence
    The eye of reason may pry in upon us:
    This absence of your father's draws a curtain,
    That shows the ignorant a kind of fear
    Before not dreamt of.

23 IV / 1
  • Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.
  • Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.
  • Earl of Douglas. That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet.

    Earl of Worcester. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.

24 IV / 3
  • It may not be.
  • It may not be.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). We'll fight with him to-night.

    Earl of Worcester. It may not be.

25 IV / 3
  • Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight.
  • Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). His is certain, ours is doubtful.

    Earl of Worcester. Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight.

26 IV / 3
  • The number of the king exceedeth ours:
    For God's sake. cousin, stay till all...
  • The number of the king exceedeth ours:
    For God's sake. cousin, stay till all come in.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). So are the horses of the enemy
    In general, journey-bated and brought low:
    The better part of ours are full of rest.

    Earl of Worcester. The number of the king exceedeth ours:
    For God's sake. cousin, stay till all come in.

27 V / 1
  • Hear me, my liege:
    For mine own part, I could be well content
    To enterta...
  • 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.
  • Henry IV. Then with the losers let it sympathize,
    For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
    [The trumpet sounds]
    [Enter WORCESTER and VERNON]
    How now, my Lord of Worcester! 'tis not well
    That you and I should meet upon such terms
    As now we meet. You have deceived our trust,
    And made us doff our easy robes of peace,
    To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:
    This is not well, my lord, this is not well.
    What say you to it? will you again unknit
    This curlish knot of all-abhorred war?
    And move in that obedient orb again
    Where you did give a fair and natural light,
    And be no more an exhaled meteor,
    A prodigy of fear and a portent
    Of broached mischief to the unborn times?

    Earl of Worcester. 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.

28 V / 1
  • It pleased your majesty to turn your looks
    Of favour from myself and all our...
  • It pleased your majesty to turn your looks
    Of favour from myself and all our house;
    And yet I must remember you, my lord,
    We were the first and dearest of your friends.
    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 fortunate as I.
    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 swore our aid. But in short space
    It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;
    And such a flood of greatness fell on you,
    What with our help, what with the absent king,
    What with the injuries of a wanton time,
    The seeming sufferances that you had borne,
    And the contrarious winds that held the king
    So long in his unlucky Irish wars
    That all in England did repute him dead:
    And from this swarm of fair advantages
    You took occasion to be quickly woo'd
    To gripe the general sway into your hand;
    Forget your oath to us at Doncaster;
    And being fed by us you used us so
    As that ungentle hull, 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 enforced, for safety sake, to fly
    Out of sight and raise this present head;
    Whereby we stand opposed by such means
    As you yourself have forged against yourself
    By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
    And violation of all faith and troth
    Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.
  • Henry V. Peace, chewet, peace!

    Earl of Worcester. It pleased your majesty to turn your looks
    Of favour from myself and all our house;
    And yet I must remember you, my lord,
    We were the first and dearest of your friends.
    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 fortunate as I.
    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 swore our aid. But in short space
    It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;
    And such a flood of greatness fell on you,
    What with our help, what with the absent king,
    What with the injuries of a wanton time,
    The seeming sufferances that you had borne,
    And the contrarious winds that held the king
    So long in his unlucky Irish wars
    That all in England did repute him dead:
    And from this swarm of fair advantages
    You took occasion to be quickly woo'd
    To gripe the general sway into your hand;
    Forget your oath to us at Doncaster;
    And being fed by us you used us so
    As that ungentle hull, 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 enforced, for safety sake, to fly
    Out of sight and raise this present head;
    Whereby we stand opposed by such means
    As you yourself have forged against yourself
    By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
    And violation of all faith and troth
    Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.

29 V / 2
  • O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
    The liberal and kind offer of t...
  • O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
    The liberal and kind offer of the king.
  • Falstaff. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before
    his day. What need I be so forward with him that
    calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; honour pricks
    me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I
    come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? no: or
    an arm? no: or take away the grief of a wound? no.
    Honour hath no skill in surgery, then? no. What is
    honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what
    is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it?
    he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no.
    Doth he hear it? no. 'Tis insensible, then. Yea,
    to the dead. But will it not live with the living?
    no. Why? detraction will not suffer it. Therefore
    I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon: and so
    ends my catechism.

    Earl of Worcester. O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
    The liberal and kind offer of the king.

30 V / 2
  • Then are we all undone.
    It is not possible, it cannot be,
    The king shoul...
  • Then are we all undone.
    It is not possible, it cannot be,
    The king should keep his word in loving us;
    He will suspect us still and find a time
    To punish this offence in other faults:
    Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;
    For treason is but trusted like the fox,
    Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up,
    Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
    Look how we can, or sad or merrily,
    Interpretation will misquote our looks,
    And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
    The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.
    My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;
    it hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,
    And an adopted name of privilege,
    A hair-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:
    All his offences live upon my head
    And on his father's; we did train him on,
    And, his corruption being ta'en from us,
    We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.
    Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,
    In any case, the offer of the king.
  • Vernon. 'Twere best he did.

    Earl of Worcester. Then are we all undone.
    It is not possible, it cannot be,
    The king should keep his word in loving us;
    He will suspect us still and find a time
    To punish this offence in other faults:
    Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;
    For treason is but trusted like the fox,
    Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up,
    Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
    Look how we can, or sad or merrily,
    Interpretation will misquote our looks,
    And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
    The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.
    My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;
    it hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,
    And an adopted name of privilege,
    A hair-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:
    All his offences live upon my head
    And on his father's; we did train him on,
    And, his corruption being ta'en from us,
    We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.
    Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,
    In any case, the offer of the king.

31 V / 2
  • The king will bid you battle presently.
  • The king will bid you battle presently.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). My uncle is return'd:
    Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.
    Uncle, what news?

    Earl of Worcester. The king will bid you battle presently.

32 V / 2
  • There is no seeming mercy in the king.
  • There is no seeming mercy in the king.
  • Earl of Douglas. Marry, and shall, and very willingly.

    Earl of Worcester. There is no seeming mercy in the king.

33 V / 2
  • I told him gently of our grievances,
    Of his oath-breaking; which he mended t...
  • I told him gently of our grievances,
    Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,
    By now forswearing that he is forsworn:
    He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge
    With haughty arms this hateful name in us.
  • Hotspur (Henry Percy). Did you beg any? God forbid!

    Earl of Worcester. I told him gently of our grievances,
    Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,
    By now forswearing that he is forsworn:
    He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge
    With haughty arms this hateful name in us.

34 V / 2
  • The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king,
    And, nephew, challenged y...
  • The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king,
    And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
  • Earl of Douglas. Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have thrown
    A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth,
    And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it;
    Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.

    Earl of Worcester. The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king,
    And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.

35 V / 5
  • What I have done my safety urged me to;
    And I embrace this fortune patiently...
  • What I have done my safety urged me to;
    And I embrace this fortune patiently,
    Since not to be avoided it falls on me.
  • Henry IV. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.
    Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send grace,
    Pardon and terms of love to all of you?
    And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary?
    Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust?
    Three knights upon our party slain to-day,
    A noble earl and many a creature else
    Had been alive this hour,
    If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne
    Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

    Earl of Worcester. What I have done my safety urged me to;
    And I embrace this fortune patiently,
    Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

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