Henry IV, Pt. 1
Act I, Scene 1
London . The palace .
- Enter the King Henry , Lord John of Lancaster , Earl of
- Westmorland , Sir Walter Blunt , with others .
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- So shaken as we are , so wan with care ,
- Find we a time for frighted peace to pant
- And breathe short - winded accents of new broils
- To be commenc’d in stronds afar remote .
- No more the thirsty entrance of this soil
- Shall daub her lips with her own children’s blood ,
- No more shall trenching war channel her fields ,
- Nor bruise her flow’rets with the armed hoofs
- Of hostile paces . Those opposed eyes ,
- Which , like the meteors of a troubled heaven ,
- All of one nature , of one substance bred ,
- Did lately meet in the intestine shock
- And furious close of civil butchery ,
- Shall now , in mutual well - beseeming ranks ,
- March all one way and be no more oppos’d
- Against acquaintance , kindred , and allies .
- The edge of war , like an ill - sheathed knife ,
- No more shall cut his master . Therefore , friends ,
- As far as to the sepulchre of Christ —
- Whose soldier now , under whose blessed cross
- We are impressed and engag’d to fight —
- Forthwith a power of English shall we levy ,
- Whose arms were moulded in their mother’s womb ,
- To chase these pagans in those holy fields ,
- Over whose acres walk’d those blessed feet
- Which fourteen hundred years ago were nail’d
- For our advantage on the bitter cross .
- But this our purpose now is twelve month old ,
- And bootless ’tis to tell you we will go ;
- Therefore we meet not now . Then let me hear
- Of you , my gentle cousin Westmorland ,
- What yesternight our Council did decree
- In forwarding this dear expedience .
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- My liege , this haste was hot in question .
- And many limits of the charge set down
- But yesternight , when all athwart there came
- A post from Wales loaden with heavy news ,
- Whose worst was that the noble Mortimer ,
- Leading the men of Herfordshire to fight
- Against the irregular and wild Glendower ,
- Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken ,
- A thousand of his people butchered ,
- Upon whose dead corpse’ there was such misuse ,
- Such beastly shameless transformation ,
- By those Welshwomen done as may not be
- Without much shame retold or spoken of .
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- It seems then that the tidings of this broil
- Brake off our business for the Holy Land .
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- This match’d with other did , my gracious lord ,
- For more uneven and unwelcome news
- Came from the north , and thus it did import :
- On Holy - rood day , the gallant Hotspur there ,
- Young Harry Percy , and brave Archibald ,
- That ever - valiant and approved Scot ,
- At Holmedon met ,
- Where they did spend a sad and bloody hour ,
- As by discharge of their artillery
- And shape of likelihood the news was told ;
- For he that brought them , in the very heat
- And pride of their contention did take horse ,
- Uncertain of the issue any way .
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- Here is a dear , a true industrious friend ,
- Sir Walter Blunt , new lighted from his horse ,
- Stain’d with the variation of each soil
- Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours ;
- And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news .
- The Earl of Douglas is discomfited :
- Ten thousand bold Scots , two and twenty knights ,
- Balk’d in their own blood , did Sir Walter see
- On Holmedon’s plains . Of prisoners , Hotspur took
- Mordake Earl of Fife and eldest son
- To beaten Douglas , and the Earl of Athol ,
- Of Murray , Angus , and Menteith .
- And is not this an honorable spoil ?
- A gallant prize ? Ha , cousin , is it not ?
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- In faith ,
- It is a conquest for a prince to boast of .
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- Yea , there thou mak’st me sad , and mak’st me sin
- In envy that my Lord Northumberland
- Should be the father to so blest a son —
- A son who is the theme of honor’s tongue ,
- Amongst a grove the very straightest plant ,
- Who is sweet Fortune’s minion and her pride ,
- Whilst I , by looking on the praise of him ,
- See riot and dishonor stain the brow
- Of my young Harry . O that it could be prov’d
- That some night - tripping fairy had exchang’d
- In cradle - clothes our children where they lay ,
- And call’d mine Percy , his Plantagenet !
- Then would I have his Harry and he mine .
- But let him from my thoughts . What think you , coz ,
- Of this young Percy’s pride ? The prisoners
- Which he in this adventure hath surpris’d
- To his own use he keeps , and sends me word
- I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife .
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- This is his uncle’s teaching ; this is Worcester ,
- Malevolent to you in all aspects ,
- Which makes him prune himself , and bristle up
- The crest of youth against your dignity .
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- But I have sent for him to answer this ;
- And for this cause a while we must neglect
- Our holy purpose to Jerusalem .
- Cousin , on Wednesday next our Council we
- Will hold at Windsor , so inform the lords .
- But come yourself with speed to us again ,
- For more is to be said and to be done
- Than out of anger can be uttered .
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- I will , my liege .
- Exeunt .