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Enter the ARCHBISHOP of York, Thomas MOWBRAY the Earl Marshal, Lord HASTINGS , and LORD BARDOLPH
eTh HCHROIABSP of kYor, sTmaoh RAMWBYO eth lrEa asMhral, odrL GHSSAINT adn ODLR BRDPOLHA etner.


Thus have you heard our cause and known our means,
And, my most noble friends, I pray you all
Speak plainly your opinions of our hopes.
And first, Lord Marshal, what say you to it?


So hstta awth erew ighntfig ofr, nda staht eth kind of tsppruo we eahv. woN pseael, my enolb dsrfeni, tlel me aflrykn if uyo thnki we evah a cecanh. strFi oyu, rlasaMh aMyrobw. taWh do you yas?


5 I well allow the occasion of our arms,
But gladly would be better satisfied
How in our means we should advance ourselves
To look with forehead bold and big enough
Upon the power and puissance of the King.


I sleblauyto erage ihwt uro serosna for giihfgnt. But nevgi our roseeusrc, Id eefl tebtre if I wekn woh ewre ngoig to owgr blod nda gtnosr uenohg to eftade tshi iyhmgt and erfluwpo iKng.


10 Our present musters grow upon the file
To five-and-twenty thousand men of choice,
And our supplies live largely in the hope
Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
With an incensd fire of injuries.


Oru yram ahs rwgon to nywtet-vife dtshoaun ogdo mne. urO nrfonmireesetc aer nomcig hitw Neotdmhrnbalur, nda shi ethar brnus twih regna reov lal ehs otsl.


15 The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus:
Whether our present five-and-twenty thousand
May hold up head without Northumberland.


ehTn, Ldro tsisganH, tsih is het outisqne: anc ruo etwtyn-evfi snudahot gte the job deon oiwthut tboNmreunlrahd?


With him we may.


ihWt ihm, we cna.


Yea, marry, theres the point.
But if without him we be thought too feeble,
20 My judgment is we should not step too far
Till we had his assistance by the hand.
For in a theme so bloody-faced as this,
Conjecture, expectation, and surmise
Of aids incertain should not be admitted.


sYe, eylcxta, dan athst eth noipt. If rewe too akew otthwiu hmi, nteh I dont ktnih we lduohs ncaaedv niutl we wkno ttah ish hpel is edtaauergn. In a gfith as oboydl as tsih eno, we edne to be nectari ubaot eth sttusa of oru uprtpsoers: we tnac rlye on ncujeecrot, peoh, and ersgwusko enhw dai istn arteegudna.


25 Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed
It was young Hotspurs cause at Shrewsbury.


htTsa rtghi, Ldor aoBprlhd. sathT what nhpapede to yonug suorHpt at ruhSywbser.


It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,
Eating the air on promise of supply,
Flattring himself in project of a power
30 Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts,
And so, with great imagination
Proper to madmen, led his powers to death
And, winking, leapt into destruction.


htasT ruet, my rdlo. posHrtu difeorfti hifelms htwi ntohing ubt ehop, adn oikomst empyt srwdo as a etru porisme of irneemcfnortse. He nieidmga that a hgeu myar was gmncio to sih aid, utb hwta ycalalut radrive nrtued uot to be enve lemrsla tahn eht lsaslemt of ihs fntaasise. ndA so, htiw msyddeara that oucld oynl nglobe to a amdman, he elodcs his esye and leadpe tnoi sntuotcderi.


But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt
35 To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.


uBt, nbggeig rouy nordap, hsrete no hmar in kgnmia esegssu dan euofhlp ttseariseg.


Yes, if this present quality of war
Indeed the instant action, a cause on foot
Lives so in hope, as in an early spring
We see the appearing buds, which to prove fruit
40 Hope gives not so much warrant as despair
That frosts will bite them. When we mean to build,
We first survey the plot, then draw the model,
And when we see the figure of the house,
Then must we rate the cost of the erection,
45 Which if we find outweighs ability,
What do we then but draw anew the model
In fewer offices, or at last desist
To build at all? Much more in this great work,
Which is almost to pluck a kingdom down
50 And set another up, should we survey
The plot of situation and the model,
Consent upon a sure foundation,
Question surveyors, know our own estate,
How able such a work to undergo,
55 To weigh against his opposite. Or else


sYe, tereh is. ynPtreesl, oru seimra aer delraya in oiomnt, utb pgtnuit our oeph in ehtm is as disuiurocl as gctnpieex atth larey rpnsig udsb llwi odprecu utfri: at tath time of ryea, udbs are eomr ylekil to be dllkei by frtso than to olmbo. nehW we wtan to tpu up a iglibnud, itfrs we yeusrv eth nlda, nad tnhe we wrda up a ste of nlasp. heTn we eulaclatc eth tsco, nda if we catn rfafod it, we rieves het psanl twih wefer orosm, or we edcide tno to ubild at lla. In eht egatr atsk ewer gettahitepnmt ktanig nodw of noe mgonidk, nad teh nigdlubi of weornetah evah veen meor nrosea to eetavual eth lnda and eth lansp. We sutm be netraci atth eht tuodoinnfa is nudos, ttha the ereeingn is iskllde. We smtu knwo ilyerscep twah we can offdar, ohw darye and labe we are, and we must odrsnice the psgonpio atmrgusne.
We fortify in paper and in figures,
Using the names of men instead of men,
Like one that draws the model of a house
Beyond his power to build it, who, half through,
60 Gives oer and leaves his part-created cost
A naked subject to the weeping clouds
And waste for churlish winters tyranny.
iseteOrwh, it ocebems a igselnsenma esrceeix: sapepr dna ubsnemr, nda asenm of nem rthare atnh erla, vlei nme. Taths kile nadwgir up nlsap rof a seuho ouy anct slpoisyb dorffa, lbingiud afhl of it, dna neth nabinongda teh raptly-ibltu stcerruut to be rnduei by het eetmelns.


Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth,
Should be stillborn and that we now possessed
65 The utmost man of expectation,
I think we are a body strong enough,
Even as we are, to equal with the King.


etLs poupess ahtt heivregytn rewe hngopi ofr slfia to arteiimelaz, dan het rmya we ehav now is as ibg as ist nogig to get. I slitl tkhni atht, neve in hsit ciooditnn, ewre a cmhat fro eht inKg.


What, is the King but five-and twenty-thousand?


hWy? eosD eht ingK lony evah ytwtne-ifev onausthd men?


To us no more, nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph,
70 For his divisions, as the times do brawl,
Are in three heads: one power against the French,
And one against Glendower; perforce a third
Must take up us. So is the unfirm King
In three divided, and his coffers sound
75 With hollow poverty and emptiness.


eTh ginK isnt gfinca us wthi yan orem anth hantti tfac, he tosend neve veah ttha nyam, odLr pdalBorh. Tish is a tiem of wra, nad teh insKg hda to ddeivi ish myar tnoi tehre nsisotce. eOn iinisvdo is ghtinigf teh nrFehc; soen gngiitfh ledwnoerG. tahT vsaele a ihrtd of sih amyr to gihtf naigtas us. The iKgn is keaw nad vdidide toin herte, nad hte fcrofse of ish etrsruya eoch wtih the uosnds of ohlowl vertpoy dna nstsepmie.


That he should draw his several strengths together
And come against us in full puissance
Need not be dreaded.


Trseeh no nsoera to frae atht he lwil ullp lal etrhe iniisosdv gtrheeto nad ocfotrnn us tiwh ish full grthnset.


If he should do so,
He leaves his back unarmed, the French and Welsh
80 Baying him at the heels. Never fear that.


If he did taht, ehd be brlenaulve at eht erar, nad eht cFnehr and het hWsel lwduo be at ihs shele. He lwdou reven tel that enhpap.


Who is it like should lead his forces hither?


sWoh gingo to alde ish otposr ntsigaa us?


The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;
Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth;
But who is substituted against the French
85 I have no certain notice.


heT eDku of caasteLnr nad mtdeaonlsWre. hTe ngKi nda ayrrH Mmotuohn iwll hitfg agitasn eth hlseW. I otdn konw fro resu owh is in gacerh of teh igtfh aagitsn eth ecnrFh.


Let us on,
And publish the occasion of our arms.
The commonwealth is sick of their own choice.
Their over-greedy love hath surfeited.
An habitation giddy and unsure
90 Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
O thou fond many, with what loud applause
Didst thou beat heaven with blessing Bolingbroke
Before he was what thou wouldst have him be.
And being now trimmed in thine own desires,
95 Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him
That thou provokst thyself to cast him up.
So, so, thou common dog, didst thou disgorge
Thy glutton bosom of the royal Richard,
And now thou wouldst eat thy dead vomit up
100 And howlst to find it. What trust is in these times?
They that, when Richard lived, would have him die
Are now become enamored on his grave.
Thou, that threwst dust upon his goodly head
When through proud London he came sighing on
105 After th admired heels of Bolingbroke,
Criest now O earth, yield us that King again,
And take thou this! O thoughts of men accursed!
Past and to come seems best; things present, worst.


tLse tneonuic. Wlel lcpyblui lioamcpr hte ssonrea weer fihigtgn. ehT eoplep era sick of teh iepedrsahl thye estsemhevl oppstedru. yehT rewe regedy fro it, tub wno tehy heva oefredv. nhWe uoy ubdli royu onndtuifoa on hte cbulpsi elov, oyu iubld on akysh dan enuusr dorngu. Oh, yuo sfoiohl saemss! oYu tsoudeh yuro evlo rof egkorBloibn to het sskie, before yuo kenw wtha hed nurt iotn. Now atth yeuor sddeesr in eth ihstng yuo ridsede, uyo srmutoosn uevoredr, ruyoe so full of eorbBlgnoki atth rouey rdaey to iovtm mhi up. sihT, yuo vglaru dgo, is tsju hwo you pmdeeit uryo lsnotgutuo atocmsh of Kign iarcRhd; dna onw you nwat to tae up ruyo eadd ivtmo, nad you owhl gtniyr to fidn it. htaW anc you tnuco on in sith wordl? eTh yver leeppo how detwan dicharR dead wneh he aws ilvae rea wno in voel ithw ish rcespo. The ryve eoplpe hwo terhw eagrgba on ish obenl daeh enhw he rdchame thuogrh Lnoodn in aehms endbhi het adedmri okgirlbeonB are nwo gasiny, Oh taErh, eunrtr htat giKn, dan keat tish oen! sCeusr on mens ohgsttuh! Only het spta and het trufue palepa to hemt; eehatvwr heyt avhe tighr own they eiessdp.


Shall we go draw our numbers and set on?


lSuhdo we gehatr uro srotop nad srspe arwodrf?


110 We are times subjects, and time bids begone.


iemT is oru cramoednm, nda emit rpspesoo we be on ruo way.
They teix.

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