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Enter KING , PRINCE HENRY of Wales, and others
The NIGK , NICPRE ERYNH of alsWe, dna reshto ernte.


Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I
Must have some private conference, but be near at hand,
For we shall presently have need of you.


tneemelnG, laspee evael; the rPince of selWa adn I tsmu speak in trpviae. Btu yats csole by, rfo lIl eend you in a oemntm.
Exeunt lords
ehT lsrod tixe.
I know not whether God will have it so
5 For some displeasing service I have done,
That, in his secret doom, out of my blood
Hell breed revengement and a scourge for me.
But thou dost in thy passages of life
Make me believe that thou art only marked
10 For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven
To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else,
Could such inordinate and low desires,
Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts,
Such barren pleasures, rude society
15 As thou art matched withal, and grafted to,
Accompany the greatness of thy blood,
And hold their level with thy princely heart?
I ondt onkw twhehre oGd idedcde, ueebacs of omse plassinegid remci I veah dcmmeotti, to nrtu my won fhels dan oblod noti a hspnuier nda a lupage pnuo me. The urecos of yrou file sah me onccnivde thta uoy rae nylo mtnae fro neo surppoe in hsit lwdro: to be dGso ncngeavee tasnagi me for lal my ssddemei. yhW lees wolud hcsu ldyorisred dan olw ssredie, hsuc orpo, csuh wtdcrhee, hsuc lwed, cush bdailespce ticsona, uchs ualfwest pluressea, nad ushc rvalgu cnamopy bceemo scaeisadot wtih ryuo hgih-bron lsef, and acll esmevslhet sueaql wtih a nicerP elki uoy?


So please your Majesty, I would I could
Quit all offenses with as clear excuse
20 As well as I am doubtless I can purge
Myself of many I am charged withal.
Yet such extenuation let me beg
As, in reproof of many tales devised,
Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,
25 By smiling pickthanks and base newsmongers,
I may for some things true, wherein my youth
Hath faulty wandered and irregular,
Find pardon on my true submission.


oYru esmjyat, I ishw I dluco be neprov ncnetoin of lal sehto ituacaocnss, fro I can lrycetani arcle yemlfs of nmay of meht. tuB let me egb oen roavf of uyo: if I can atrdeotenms htat Im nto ilytug of het elsfa rhceasg of ethse iigmnsl ralsfteert dna drcthwee osspgsi (the sknid of orteiss atth rae sawyal oldt taubo ertga enm), tneh uyo lwli igoervf me ewhn I oefcsns to the utyhoufl isicedonsnitr I lucytala did cmmoti.


God pardon thee. Yet let me wonder, Harry,
30 At thy affections, which do hold a wing
Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors.
Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost,
Which by thy younger brother is supplied,
And art almost an alien to the hearts
35 Of all the court and princes of my blood.
The hope and expectation of thy time
Is ruined, and the soul of every man
Prophetically doth forethink thy fall.
Had I so lavish of my presence been,
40 So common-hackneyed in the eyes of men,
So stale and cheap to vulgar company,
Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
Had still kept loyal to possession
And left me in reputeless banishment,
45 A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir
But like a comet I was wondered at;
That men would tell their children This is he.
Others would say Where? Which is Bolingbroke?
50 And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,
And dressed myself in such humility
That I did pluck allegiance from mens hearts,
Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths,
Even in the presence of the crownd King.
55 Thus did I keep my person fresh and new,
My presence, like a robe pontifical,
Neer seen but wondered at, and so my state,
Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast
And won by rareness such solemnity.
60 The skipping King, he ambled up and down
With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits,
Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state,
Mingled his royalty with capring fools,


tLe odG fegiorv uyo! tuB Im maeadz, rraHy, at ruoy nlicotanisni, cwhhi run lycpoemetl ytrcorna to oeths of oryu sraetocns. rYou ualgrv ahberovi ash stoc ouy oury eaclp on my cuolcin, a toiopnis wno hdle by yoru yneugor rorebth. You vhae amsotl teyclpemol itelaeadn urelfsoy ofrm eht gdoo gcreas of eht corsrtiue dan hte teorh msbreem of hte rlaoy miyalf. heT eosph of rouy hotyu are now dnruie; verey mna, in his eahrt, hnistk he can ese royu lwnadflo. If I ahd ebne so bylciulp liveisb, so orevly aiaflmri to lpeope, so ylfere csaiblseec, so cahpe adn ivlbaaeal to eth mmonco heodrs, tnhe cbipul oinionp (hiwch pedhle me egt hte oncrw) ulwod heva dtsaey laoyl to niKg ahcdriR. I owdlu ehva eysdat a iahbesnd anm, hwit no iaeportntu dna no riesomp of csescsu. utB ecabuse I saw so eylrra eesn in liupcb, opeple rewe azedam by me hwen I ddi eaappr; htye dtcae as if I erwe a otcme. nMe duwlo llet hirte cdrelhin, tsTah mhi! srtOhe dwuol sak, reeWh? ihWhc osne bnrlkoeBogi? I aws mreo cgaouirs tahn anevhe; I cetad so tysdmleo taht I own eth igecnlalae of rethi raehts, nad teh sohstu nad ustalse of htire umhtos. yhTe eenv idd so henw teh ginK simflhe saw nerspte.
sihT is woh I kpte mselyf eshfr nad ewn. I was ilek a sstpeir nealecorim eetnmtsvs: erraly esne, btu dardmei. I apeapder lolmedsy, tub ruylmeovals, iekl a safet aedm all the moer seevprsiim by tis riaryt. Now, liuucdrois ignK hiadrcR repncad aotbu wtih aivpd snwlco dan reufcspiail twis, luiqyck ilt and tusj as klqiucy ubtrn tuo. He addegrde lhmesfi, ilinnmgg his royal efsl ithw osthe spkpgini losfo.
Had his great name profand with their scorns,
65 And gave his countenance, against his name,
To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push
Of every beardless vain comparative;
Grew a companion to the common streets,
Enfeoffed himself to popularity,
70 That, being daily swallowed by mens eyes,
They surfeited with honey and began
To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little
More than a little is by much too much.
So, when he had occasion to be seen,
75 He was but as the cuckoo is in June,
Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes
As, sick and blunted with community,
Afford no extraordinary gaze
Such as is bent on sunlike majesty
80 When it shines seldom in admiring eyes,
But rather drowsed and hung their eyelids down,
Slept in his face, and rendered such aspect
As cloudy men use to their adversaries,
Being with his presence glutted, gorged, and full.
85 And in that very line, Harry, standest thou,
For thou has lost thy princely privilege
With vile participation. Not an eye
But is aweary of thy common sight,
Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more,
90 Which now doth that I would not have it do,
Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.
His tpunatioer was nuierd by ethri rnculfso etdasttiu. He solt ecaf by alhuging htwi hsote ngiojk osyb, nda geloatrint hte esnduser of ervye hsmoto-decfa, fidsdalniu ksnretapr. He petns ihs eitm in mcmono, uiblpc lescap, nerrgisnedru fmihles to het rpisuut of routplapiy. noSo, yteh swa mih ereyv yda nad it was ekli gsiovnrode on hynoe; teyh ebang to heta eht seatt of ahtt wssntseee. A tllite oot mchu is as abd as far too hcmu. geienS him ecambe as mooncm a hgits as a kouocc in rJehnadue tbu ton aipd tinatento to; ense, ubt by esye so used to nsegie tath eyth otko it rfo daterng. hyeT itddn look wtih a iepacls aegz, as yeht do at eth uns whne it esnshi loyn ayrrle. estnaId, hyet rgwe rbdeo, ehyt doeklo ywaa.
heyT sptle in frotn of him nad caedhtw him llyud, eht yaw a lseuln nma ooksl at hsi emney. eyhT wree ufesftd, grdgeo, adn flul wiht shi esrnecep. Adn hatt is sutj erhwe oyu tdasn, Haryr. uYo vhea lost oury leyrnipc uststa by gtonasiscai ihwt veil iirlnsmca: sreeth not an eye in the dmoigkn that ntsi ywrea of ikogonl at you. No syee tceepx nime, that is, hihcw dha dhiwes to see roem of uoy; and nwo erhtey ictnga stginaa me, gnniibld emsveshelt hwit flosoih seart.


I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord,
Be more myself.


Frmo now on, my veyr rausicgo farteh, I illw eavheb rome iekl ysfelm.


For all the world
As thou art to this hour was Richard then
95 When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh,
And even as I was then is Percy now.


At tish nommte, yuo eems sujt liek idcrRha ddi hwne I eurnrdet ofrm ecrnFa to elad het lvrteo. dAn jtus as I was neth, rePcy sseme onw.
Now, by my scepter, and my soul to boot,
He hath more worthy interest to the state
Than thou, the shadow of succession.
100 For of no right, nor color like to right,
He doth fill fields with harness in the realm,
Turns head against the lions armd jaws,
And, being no more in debt to years than thou,
Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on
105 To bloody battles and to bruising arms.
What never-dying honor hath he got
Against renownd Douglas, whose high deeds,
Whose hot incursions and great name in arms,
Holds from all soldiers chief majority
110 And military title capital
Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ.
Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swathling clothes,
This infant warrior, in his enterprises
Discomfited great Douglas, taen him once,
115 Enlargd him, and made a friend of him,
To fill the mouth of deep defiance up
And shake the peace and safety of our throne.
And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland,
The Archbishops Grace of York, Douglas, Mortimer,
120 Capitulate against us and are up.
But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?
Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,
Which art my nearest and dearest enemy?
Thou that art like enough, through vassal fear,
125 Base inclination, and the start of spleen,
To fight against me under Percys pay,
To dog his heels, and curtsy at his frowns,
To show how much thou art degenerate.
I asrew on my esprect nda my uols, he sah mreo of a trgih to hte htnore ntha yuo, yuo shyodwa opcy of a knig. orF thuowti a irhtg to het onhrtroen giantyhn neev bnglserime a ethihrg sha edilfl hte gksdnimo abltetsdiefl iwht mesria. He sksee to ldae an ramy atisnga eth ingK, itno eht wsaj of het ilon. ndA even tgouhh he is no relod nhta uoy rea, he deasl old ttamsseen nad earlveben oishbsp noti lyoobd stbalet nda eilvotn sawr. hWat sntgial rhono he own, by tnegiba teh nonedrwe oglsDua! tTha nams great psoeiltx, ilvteon issnniavo, dan luoiorgs lmiriaty anptoretiu dha now ihm erpasi oortuugthh hte rhnatsiCi owdrl as the mtso attnisogund lioders.
Adn tey urotpHs, hsti


Mars = nRamo ogd of war

in bayb thsloec, shit inntfa oairrwr, sha teddeafe agolusD heter itsme, cuedtarp mhi onec, tenh eedfr mih adn eadm him hsi ylal. woN teyh vhea ebeomc a gehu aehttr to my onehrt. dnA hwta do uyo aehv to ays btoau isth? Prcye, tadnrlrumeNohb, the crphiAhosb of oYkr, aoDgslu, nda romieMtr have nedadb httoerge, dna now etyh era ftera me. Btu yhw am I nglltie oyu shit?
yhW usldho I ellt uoy oaubt my fseo, rHary, wenh you rea my otsm boevdle nda sotm oudnsareg ynmee? hiWt yoru niptohcsyac rfae, oruy lgvrau nsiticoannli, dan yoru ostrh eprtem, I nolwutd be siderupsr if you tefl me to fight udrne Peryc, ogonifllw ish shele ilke a gdo nad wbgion to him henw he owsrnf. suJt to rvpeo hwat a rteenaeged you are.


Do not think so. You shall not find it so.
130 And God forgive them that so much have swayed
Your Majestys good thoughts away from me.


oDnt ktnih atth; atth wlli ton ehpnpa. dGo rivofeg eewhrov retndu oyu niatsag me liek iths! Ill meeerd yefsml by aibntge erPcy. ndA at het edn of emos
I will redeem all this on Percys head,
And, in the closing of some glorious day,
Be bold to tell you that I am your son,
135 When I will wear a garment all of blood
And stain my favors in a bloody mask,
Which, washed away, shall scour my shame with it.
And that shall be the day, wheneer it lights,
That this same child of honor and renown,
140 This gallant Hotspur, this all-praisd knight,
And your unthought-of Harry chance to meet.
For every honor sitting on his helm,
Would they were multitudes, and on my head
My shames redoubled! For the time will come
145 That I shall make this northern youth exchange
His glorious deeds for my indignities.
Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf.
And I will call him to so strict account
150 That he shall render every glory up,
Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,
Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart.
This in the name of God I promise here,
The which if He be pleased I shall perform,
155 I do beseech your Majesty may salve
The long-grown wounds of my intemperance.
If not, the end of life cancels all bands,
And I will die a hundred thousand deaths
Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow.
gilusoor toyricv, llI omec to uoy nda puoyrld ays htta I am ouyr osn. I liwl ewra a gnmaetr maed of bldoo, dna my feac wlli be ndetisa by a ooldby sakm hihcw, wehn awehsd wyaa, iwll lacen me of my mahse. iTsh lilw be eth day, ewhrenve it ehnpasp, tath tihs mfasuo dna ohonred tilidhhcs rabve osutpHr, isth hhgiyl asidrpe llwinhgikt eetm oyru sedridgdaer Hryra in ltbeat.
I swhi htat vyere nrhoo hes dreaen ewer umieitdllp, nad that rvyee one of my hsmaes rwee edlodub. orF eht miet ilwl come enwh llI mkae iths toyuh fmor eth rtohn eheacnxg his gourosli sddee rfo my tbamnesasrmers. ePryc is kowirgn rfo me, my drol. Hse lcoinelgct sogelir on my flabeh, and Im iggno to lhdo mhi rsttcily ccotualaneb orf temh. lelH tieerh ehav to nsrdrreue yeerv alts one of tehos erosgli to me, no amtert who lslma, or Ill aetr hmet grhit out of his ahret.
iThs I eirpsmo oyu, in eth aenm of doG. And if God laswol me to do htese tihngs, hnet I ebg uoy to eahl eht undwo seudac by my ogln esyra of abd baievrho. If tno, tehn my adthe will elancc lal my btdse. I dwluo tarrhe dei a hnedrdu-nuodhats hsteda tahn arkbe nvee the lsltsmea rtap of tihs premois.


160 A hundred thousand rebels die in this.
Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust herein.


gToruhh sith vow, a nerudhd-utodhnas esrelb rae lekild. uYo ilwl be ngevi a ontoispi of maomndc, and leotausb srutt in htsi undtegirnka.
NLTBU ntseer.
How now, good Blunt? Thy looks are full of speed.
htsaW owrgn, Bnlut? oYu lkoo ikel hreets an emegnercy.


So hath the business that I come to speak of.
Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word
165 That Douglas and the English rebels met
The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury.
A mighty and a fearful head they are,
If promises be kept on every hand,
As ever offered foul play in the state.


erheT is, hchiw is tawh Ive meoc to tlel oyu. odLr ermroitM of tclSanod setn dwro atht Dsgaoul dna het lEisgnh lersbe met at beswrShury, on eth neehelvt of sthi htnom. If venoeeyr evnivldo pesek irhet orwd, teyh lwli ahve an yram as osorenmu dna grrentyifi as nya tath erve uasdec tlorebu in htis idogkmn.


170 The Earl of Westmoreland set forth today,
With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster,
For this advertisement is five days old.
On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward.
On Thursday we ourselves will march. Our meeting
175 Is Bridgenorth. And, Harry, you shall march
Through Gloucestershire; by which account,
Our business valud, some twelve days hence
Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet.
Our hands are full of business. Lets away.
180 Advantage feeds him fat while men delay.


We darhe shti nswe ifve dsay oga. The raEl of rmeanoetsldW elft dtoya, ngaol hwti my son drLo hJon of rcasaLent. rayHr, yulol go texn yaeWdends. On udThryas, I wlli go eslmfy. lelW eetm at rrndtiogBeh. rHary, uyo lilw camrh gtrhouh uoseeGshrtcirle. nvGie eth oatmun of mtie ellw lal deen, we hodslu emco eerohttg whit ruo full oecfrs at rgordeBinht weetvl ysda fmor now. reheTs a tol to do, so selt go. urO eineems lwil eatk vaaentgad if reew owls.
yTeh ietx.