No Fear Shakespeare: Henry IV Part 1: Act 4 Scene 4

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Enter the ARCHBISHOP of York and SIR MICHAEL	The PHSRIAOBHC of oYrk dna ISR MHEICAL rntee.
ARCHBISHOP Hie, good Sir Michael, bear this seald brief With winged haste to the Lord Marshal, This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest To whom they are directed. If you knew 5 How much they do import, you would make haste.	PACHRSBOIH rryHu, rSi ahlcMei, rngbi hsit daeesl elrtte as stfa as uoy cna to het droL Mrhlaas. rgniB htsi eon to coporS, dan lal het ters to wmho yhet rae dssradede. If uoy eknw ohw miatnropt ehyt ewer, you wudlo rryuh.
SIR MICHAEL My good lord, I guess their tenor.	IRS HIMALEC My oogd ordl, I nca sgeus twha ehyt yas.
ARCHBISHOP Like enough you do. Tomorrow, good Sir Michael, is a day Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men 10 Must bide the touch. For, sir, at Shrewsbury, As I am truly given to understand, The King with mighty and quick-raisd power Meets with Lord Harry. And I fear, Sir Michael, What with the sickness of Northumberland, 15 Whose power was in the first proportion, And what with Owen Glendowers absence thence, Who with them was a rated sinew too And comes not in, oer-ruled by prophecies, I fear the power of Percy is too weak 20 To wage an instant trial with the King.	BSHHPRIOCA Im srue yuo acn. worTorom, iSr ehlaMic, etn sdnhuaot emn ilwl rty hiert ulkc. Im odtl ttah at uySshrebwr, eth hgnitwKi a hgeu and iukcqly smdseebal rlimwyla hiftg rHyar eryPc. Im idarfa, eaMhilc, ttah whituto uNbhrmrldteoan, sehow ramy saw hte lragest of lal, and ihutowt Owne dGreolwen, how swa aosl igneb dnuotec on but is tasenb ceesbua his rhcseooop tldo him to tsya wyaa, Im aaidrf htat Pcsyer mrya lilw be oot akew to hfgti teh ngKi ghirt wno.
SIR MICHAEL Why, my good lord, you need not fear. There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer.	RIS IMCHALE Dtno rorwy, sir. sulgaoD adn Mrieomrt ear htere.
ARCHBISHOP No, Mortimer is not there.	IBAPSHORHC No, Mrerimot tisn rehte.
SIR MICHAEL But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy, 25 And there is my Lord of Worcester and a head Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.	RIS ACEMIHL But rMaekod is reteh, nda orVenn, dna yaHrr ryceP, dna rseecorWt dan a swle of aberv osrrwiar dan celexletn nem.
ARCHBISHOP And so there is. But yet the King hath drawn The special head of all the land together: The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster, 30 The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt, And many more corrivals and dear men Of estimation and command in arms.	OSIHACRPHB ashtT crcrteo. tuB eht inKg ahs elplud rottegeh eth bets emn in eht uncrtoy: teh cniePr of aeWsl, rdoL nhoJ of nrtLsacae, eth olnbe Welmderaotsn, wierakl lunBt, dna nyam hteor equacnntcasai and eabuallv enm of godo atptoiuner, iwht agret ksill in ttbale.
SIR MICHAEL Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed.	RSI AHICMEL No ubotd hyet lwli cfea rgtae sootnoiipp.
ARCHBISHOP I hope no less, yet needful tis to fear; 35 And to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed. For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the King Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, For he hath heard of our confederacy, And tis but wisdom to make strong against him: 40 Therefore make haste. I must go write again To other friends. And so farewell, Sir Michael.	SRCPAIHBOH I hoep so, btu slitl Im idaafr. Now ryruh, irS Mealhic, to renpvte an uselatbo aidrtses. roF if Prcye sdonet iarlevp, het nKgi wlil meco retaf us eerfbo he asbnidsd hsi yarm. esH hdear htta eewr atrp of the oberniell, so wed be wies to rraeppe tnigasa hmi. Now rruhy. I avhe to go itewr to more ndsrief. lalweFer, Sri Mhicela.
Exeunt	heyT txie.

Original Text	Modern Text
Enter the ARCHBISHOP of York and SIR MICHAEL	The PHSRIAOBHC of oYrk dna ISR MHEICAL rntee.
ARCHBISHOP Hie, good Sir Michael, bear this seald brief With winged haste to the Lord Marshal, This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest To whom they are directed. If you knew 5 How much they do import, you would make haste.	PACHRSBOIH rryHu, rSi ahlcMei, rngbi hsit daeesl elrtte as stfa as uoy cna to het droL Mrhlaas. rgniB htsi eon to coporS, dan lal het ters to wmho yhet rae dssradede. If uoy eknw ohw miatnropt ehyt ewer, you wudlo rryuh.
SIR MICHAEL My good lord, I guess their tenor.	IRS HIMALEC My oogd ordl, I nca sgeus twha ehyt yas.
ARCHBISHOP Like enough you do. Tomorrow, good Sir Michael, is a day Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men 10 Must bide the touch. For, sir, at Shrewsbury, As I am truly given to understand, The King with mighty and quick-raisd power Meets with Lord Harry. And I fear, Sir Michael, What with the sickness of Northumberland, 15 Whose power was in the first proportion, And what with Owen Glendowers absence thence, Who with them was a rated sinew too And comes not in, oer-ruled by prophecies, I fear the power of Percy is too weak 20 To wage an instant trial with the King.	BSHHPRIOCA Im srue yuo acn. worTorom, iSr ehlaMic, etn sdnhuaot emn ilwl rty hiert ulkc. Im odtl ttah at uySshrebwr, eth hgnitwKi a hgeu and iukcqly smdseebal rlimwyla hiftg rHyar eryPc. Im idarfa, eaMhilc, ttah whituto uNbhrmrldteoan, sehow ramy saw hte lragest of lal, and ihutowt Owne dGreolwen, how swa aosl igneb dnuotec on but is tasenb ceesbua his rhcseooop tldo him to tsya wyaa, Im aaidrf htat Pcsyer mrya lilw be oot akew to hfgti teh ngKi ghirt wno.
SIR MICHAEL Why, my good lord, you need not fear. There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer.	RIS IMCHALE Dtno rorwy, sir. sulgaoD adn Mrieomrt ear htere.
ARCHBISHOP No, Mortimer is not there.	IBAPSHORHC No, Mrerimot tisn rehte.
SIR MICHAEL But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy, 25 And there is my Lord of Worcester and a head Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.	RIS ACEMIHL But rMaekod is reteh, nda orVenn, dna yaHrr ryceP, dna rseecorWt dan a swle of aberv osrrwiar dan celexletn nem.
ARCHBISHOP And so there is. But yet the King hath drawn The special head of all the land together: The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster, 30 The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt, And many more corrivals and dear men Of estimation and command in arms.	OSIHACRPHB ashtT crcrteo. tuB eht inKg ahs elplud rottegeh eth bets emn in eht uncrtoy: teh cniePr of aeWsl, rdoL nhoJ of nrtLsacae, eth olnbe Welmderaotsn, wierakl lunBt, dna nyam hteor equacnntcasai and eabuallv enm of godo atptoiuner, iwht agret ksill in ttbale.
SIR MICHAEL Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed.	RSI AHICMEL No ubotd hyet lwli cfea rgtae sootnoiipp.
ARCHBISHOP I hope no less, yet needful tis to fear; 35 And to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed. For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the King Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, For he hath heard of our confederacy, And tis but wisdom to make strong against him: 40 Therefore make haste. I must go write again To other friends. And so farewell, Sir Michael.	SRCPAIHBOH I hoep so, btu slitl Im idaafr. Now ryruh, irS Mealhic, to renpvte an uselatbo aidrtses. roF if Prcye sdonet iarlevp, het nKgi wlil meco retaf us eerfbo he asbnidsd hsi yarm. esH hdear htta eewr atrp of the oberniell, so wed be wies to rraeppe tnigasa hmi. Now rruhy. I avhe to go itewr to more ndsrief. lalweFer, Sri Mhicela.
Exeunt	heyT txie.