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Enter WORCESTER and Sir Richard VERNON
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Enter WORCESTER and Sir Richard VERNON
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WORCESTER O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
The liberal and kind offer of the King.
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WORCESTER O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
The liberal and kind offer of the King.
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VERNON 'Twere best he did.
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VERNON 'Twere best he did.
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WORCESTER Then are we all undone.
It is not possible, it cannot be
5 The King should keep his word in loving us.
He will suspect us still and find a time
To punish this offense in other faults.
Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes,
For treason is but trusted like the fox,
10 Who, never so tame, so cherished and locked 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,
15 The better cherished 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 hairbrained Hotspur governed by a spleen:
20 All his offenses 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
25 In any case the offer of the King.
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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 offense in other faults.
Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes,
For treason is but trusted like the fox,
Who, never so tame, so cherished and locked 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 cherished 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 hairbrained Hotspur governed by a spleen:
All his offenses 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.
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VERNON Deliver what you will; I’ll say ’tis so.
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VERNON Deliver what you will; I’ll say ’tis so.
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Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS
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Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS
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Here comes your cousin.
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Here comes your cousin.
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HOTSPUR My uncle is returned.
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.—
Uncle, what news?
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HOTSPUR My uncle is returned.
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.—
Uncle, what news?
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WORCESTER 30 The King will bid you battle presently.
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WORCESTER The King will bid you battle presently.
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DOUGLAS Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.
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DOUGLAS Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.
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HOTSPUR Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
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HOTSPUR Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
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DOUGLAS Marry, and shall, and very willingly.
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DOUGLAS Marry, and shall, and very willingly.
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Exit DOUGLAS
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Exit DOUGLAS
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WORCESTER There is no seeming mercy in the King.
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WORCESTER There is no seeming mercy in the King.
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HOTSPUR 35 Did you beg any? God forbid!
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HOTSPUR Did you beg any? God forbid!
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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
40 With haughty arms this hateful name in us.
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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.
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Enter DOUGLAS
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Enter DOUGLAS
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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.
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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.
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WORCESTER 45 The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,
And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
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WORCESTER The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,
And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
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HOTSPUR O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
And that no man might draw short breath today
But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
50 How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?
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HOTSPUR O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
And that no man might draw short breath today
But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?
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VERNON No, by my soul. I never in my life
Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.
55 He gave you all the duties of a man,
Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle,
Making you ever better than his praise
By still dispraising praise valued in you,
60 And, which became him like a prince indeed,
He made a blushing cital of himself,
And chid his truant youth with such a grace
As if he mastered there a double spirit
Of teaching and of learning instantly.
65 There did he pause: but let me tell the world:
If he outlive the envy of this day,
England did never owe so sweet a hope,
So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
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VERNON No, by my soul. I never in my life
Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.
He gave you all the duties of a man,
Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle,
Making you ever better than his praise
By still dispraising praise valued in you,
And, which became him like a prince indeed,
He made a blushing cital of himself,
And chid his truant youth with such a grace
As if he mastered there a double spirit
Of teaching and of learning instantly.
There did he pause: but let me tell the world:
If he outlive the envy of this day,
England did never owe so sweet a hope,
So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
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HOTSPUR Cousin, I think thou art enamorèd
70 On his follies. Never did I hear
Of any Prince so wild a liberty.
But be he as he will, yet once ere night
I will embrace him with a soldier’s arm,
That he shall shrink under my courtesy.—
75 Arm, arm with speed, and, fellows, soldiers, friends,
Better consider what you have to do
Than I that have not well the gift of tongue
Can lift your blood up with persuasion.
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HOTSPUR Cousin, I think thou art enamorèd
On his follies. Never did I hear
Of any Prince so wild a liberty.
But be he as he will, yet once ere night
I will embrace him with a soldier’s arm,
That he shall shrink under my courtesy.—
Arm, arm with speed, and, fellows, soldiers, friends,
Better consider what you have to do
Than I that have not well the gift of tongue
Can lift your blood up with persuasion.
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Enter a MESSENGER
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Enter a MESSENGER
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MESSENGER My lord, here are letters for you.
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MESSENGER My lord, here are letters for you.
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HOTSPUR 80 I cannot read them now.—
O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely were too long
If life did ride upon a dial’s point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
85 An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, brave death, when princes die with us.
Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair
When the intent of bearing them is just.
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HOTSPUR I cannot read them now.—
O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely were too long
If life did ride upon a dial’s point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, brave death, when princes die with us.
Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair
When the intent of bearing them is just.
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Enter another MESSENGER
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Enter another MESSENGER
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SECOND MESSENGER My lord, prepare. The King comes on apace.
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SECOND MESSENGER My lord, prepare. The King comes on apace.
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HOTSPUR 90 I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,
For I profess not talking. Only this:
Let each man do his best. And here draw I a sword,
Whose temper I intend to stain
With the best blood that I can meet withal
95 In the adventure of this perilous day.
Now, Esperance! Percy! And set on.
Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
And by that music let us all embrace,
For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall
100 A second time do such a courtesy.
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HOTSPUR I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,
For I profess not talking. Only this:
Let each man do his best. And here draw I a sword,
Whose temper I intend to stain
With the best blood that I can meet withal
In the adventure of this perilous day.
Now, Esperance! Percy! And set on.
Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
And by that music let us all embrace,
For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall
A second time do such a courtesy.
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Here they embrace. The trumpets sound.
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Here they embrace. The trumpets sound.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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Original Text |
Modern Text |
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Enter WORCESTER and Sir Richard VERNON
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Enter WORCESTER and Sir Richard VERNON
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WORCESTER O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
The liberal and kind offer of the King.
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WORCESTER O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
The liberal and kind offer of the King.
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VERNON 'Twere best he did.
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VERNON 'Twere best he did.
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WORCESTER Then are we all undone.
It is not possible, it cannot be
5 The King should keep his word in loving us.
He will suspect us still and find a time
To punish this offense in other faults.
Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes,
For treason is but trusted like the fox,
10 Who, never so tame, so cherished and locked 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,
15 The better cherished 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 hairbrained Hotspur governed by a spleen:
20 All his offenses 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
25 In any case the offer of the King.
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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 offense in other faults.
Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes,
For treason is but trusted like the fox,
Who, never so tame, so cherished and locked 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 cherished 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 hairbrained Hotspur governed by a spleen:
All his offenses 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.
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VERNON Deliver what you will; I’ll say ’tis so.
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VERNON Deliver what you will; I’ll say ’tis so.
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Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS
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Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS
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Here comes your cousin.
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Here comes your cousin.
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HOTSPUR My uncle is returned.
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.—
Uncle, what news?
|
HOTSPUR My uncle is returned.
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.—
Uncle, what news?
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WORCESTER 30 The King will bid you battle presently.
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WORCESTER The King will bid you battle presently.
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DOUGLAS Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.
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DOUGLAS Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.
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HOTSPUR Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
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HOTSPUR Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
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DOUGLAS Marry, and shall, and very willingly.
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DOUGLAS Marry, and shall, and very willingly.
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Exit DOUGLAS
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Exit DOUGLAS
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WORCESTER There is no seeming mercy in the King.
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WORCESTER There is no seeming mercy in the King.
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HOTSPUR 35 Did you beg any? God forbid!
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HOTSPUR Did you beg any? God forbid!
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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
40 With haughty arms this hateful name in us.
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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.
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Enter DOUGLAS
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Enter DOUGLAS
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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.
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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.
|
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WORCESTER 45 The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,
And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
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WORCESTER The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,
And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
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HOTSPUR O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
And that no man might draw short breath today
But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
50 How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?
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HOTSPUR O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
And that no man might draw short breath today
But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?
|
|
VERNON No, by my soul. I never in my life
Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.
55 He gave you all the duties of a man,
Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle,
Making you ever better than his praise
By still dispraising praise valued in you,
60 And, which became him like a prince indeed,
He made a blushing cital of himself,
And chid his truant youth with such a grace
As if he mastered there a double spirit
Of teaching and of learning instantly.
65 There did he pause: but let me tell the world:
If he outlive the envy of this day,
England did never owe so sweet a hope,
So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
|
VERNON No, by my soul. I never in my life
Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.
He gave you all the duties of a man,
Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle,
Making you ever better than his praise
By still dispraising praise valued in you,
And, which became him like a prince indeed,
He made a blushing cital of himself,
And chid his truant youth with such a grace
As if he mastered there a double spirit
Of teaching and of learning instantly.
There did he pause: but let me tell the world:
If he outlive the envy of this day,
England did never owe so sweet a hope,
So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
|
|
HOTSPUR Cousin, I think thou art enamorèd
70 On his follies. Never did I hear
Of any Prince so wild a liberty.
But be he as he will, yet once ere night
I will embrace him with a soldier’s arm,
That he shall shrink under my courtesy.—
75 Arm, arm with speed, and, fellows, soldiers, friends,
Better consider what you have to do
Than I that have not well the gift of tongue
Can lift your blood up with persuasion.
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HOTSPUR Cousin, I think thou art enamorèd
On his follies. Never did I hear
Of any Prince so wild a liberty.
But be he as he will, yet once ere night
I will embrace him with a soldier’s arm,
That he shall shrink under my courtesy.—
Arm, arm with speed, and, fellows, soldiers, friends,
Better consider what you have to do
Than I that have not well the gift of tongue
Can lift your blood up with persuasion.
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Enter a MESSENGER
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Enter a MESSENGER
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MESSENGER My lord, here are letters for you.
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MESSENGER My lord, here are letters for you.
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HOTSPUR 80 I cannot read them now.—
O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely were too long
If life did ride upon a dial’s point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
85 An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, brave death, when princes die with us.
Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair
When the intent of bearing them is just.
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HOTSPUR I cannot read them now.—
O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely were too long
If life did ride upon a dial’s point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, brave death, when princes die with us.
Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair
When the intent of bearing them is just.
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Enter another MESSENGER
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Enter another MESSENGER
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SECOND MESSENGER My lord, prepare. The King comes on apace.
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SECOND MESSENGER My lord, prepare. The King comes on apace.
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HOTSPUR 90 I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,
For I profess not talking. Only this:
Let each man do his best. And here draw I a sword,
Whose temper I intend to stain
With the best blood that I can meet withal
95 In the adventure of this perilous day.
Now, Esperance! Percy! And set on.
Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
And by that music let us all embrace,
For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall
100 A second time do such a courtesy.
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HOTSPUR I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,
For I profess not talking. Only this:
Let each man do his best. And here draw I a sword,
Whose temper I intend to stain
With the best blood that I can meet withal
In the adventure of this perilous day.
Now, Esperance! Percy! And set on.
Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
And by that music let us all embrace,
For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall
A second time do such a courtesy.
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Here they embrace. The trumpets sound.
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Here they embrace. The trumpets sound.
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Exeunt
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Exeunt
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