Henry IV, Part 1

by: William Shakespeare

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Enter SERVANT
A SERVANT enters.
   Is Gilliams with the packet gone?
Has Gilliams left with my letters?

SERVANT

He is, my lord, an hour ago.

SERVANT

He has, my lord, an hour ago.

HOTSPUR

Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?

HOTSPUR

Did Butler bring those horses from the sheriff?

SERVANT

One horse, my lord, he brought even now.

SERVANT

He brought one of them just now.

HOTSPUR

What horse? A roan, a crop-ear, is it not?

HOTSPUR

Which one? A brown one, right? With its ears clipped?

SERVANT

65It is, my lord.

SERVANT

Yes, my lord.

HOTSPUR

   That roan shall be my throne.
Well, I will back him straight. O, Esperance!
Bid Butler lead him forth into the park.

HOTSPUR

That brown horse will be my throne. I’ll mount him in a second. Oh, “Hope is my Comfort!” Tell Butler to walk him out in the fields.
Exit SERVANT
The SERVANT exits.

LADY PERCY

But hear you, my lord.

LADY PERCY

Listen, my lord.

HOTSPUR

   What say’st thou, my lady?

HOTSPUR

What is it, my lady?

LADY PERCY

What is it carries you away?

LADY PERCY

What is it that’s got you so carried away?

HOTSPUR

   Why, my horse,
70My love, my horse.

HOTSPUR

My horse, my love. My horse.

LADY PERCY

   Out, you mad-headed ape!
A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen
As you are tossed with. In faith,
I’ll know your business, Harry, that I will.
I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir
75About his title, and hath sent for you
To line his enterprise; but if you go—

LADY PERCY

Enough, you crazy fool! Not even a weasel is as hotheaded as you are. I swear, I’ll find out what you’re up to, Harry, I will. I fear that my brother, Mortimer, is making some kind of move over his claim to the throne, and has asked you to help. But if you go—