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when   he   please   again   to   lie   himself;   Being   wanted;   he   may   be   more 

wond'red at By breaking through the foul and ugly mists Of vapours that 

did seem to strangle him。 If all the year were playing holidays; To sport 

would be as tedious as to work; But when they seldom come; they wish'd… 

for   come; And   nothing   pleaseth   but   rare   accidents。   So;   when   this   loose 

behaviour I throw off And pay the debt I never promised; By how much 

better than my word I am; By so much shall I falsify men's hopes; And; 

like   bright   metal   on   a   sullen   ground;   My   reformation;   glitt'ring   o'er   my 

fault; Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes Than that which hath 

no foil to set it off。 I'll so offend to make offence a skill; Redeeming time 



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when men think least I will。 Exit。 



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                     SCENE III。 London。 The Palace。 



     Enter the King; Northumberland; Worcester; Hotspur; Sir Walter Blunt; 

with others。 

       King。  My  blood   hath  been   too   cold  and   temperate;  Unapt   to   stir   at 

these indignities; And you have found me; for accordingly You tread upon 

my patience; but be sure I will from henceforth rather be myself; Mighty 

and to be fear'd; than my condition; Which hath been smooth as oil; soft as 

young down; And therefore lost that title of respect Which the proud soul 

ne'er   pays   but   to   the   proud。   Wor。   Our   house;   my   sovereign   liege;   little 

deserves The scourge of greatness to be us'd on it… And that same greatness 

too which our own hands Have holp to make so portly。 North。 My lord… 

King。 Worcester; get thee gone; for I do see Danger and disobedience in 

thine eye。 O; sir; your presence is too bold and peremptory; And majesty 

might never yet endure The moody frontier of a servant brow。 Tou have 

good   leave   to   leave   us。  When   we   need   'Your   use   and   counsel;   we   shall 

send   for   you。   Exit   Worcester。 You   were   about   to   speak。   North。 Yea;   my 

good     lord。  Those    prisoners   in  your   Highness'     name    demanded      Which 

Harry   Percy   here   at   Holmedon   took;   Were;   as   he   says;   not   with   such 

strength denied As is delivered to your Majesty。 Either envy; therefore; or 

misprision Is guilty of this fault; and not my son。 Hot。 My liege; I did deny 

no prisoners。 But I remember; when the fight was done; When I was dry 

with rage and extreme toll; Breathless and faint; leaning upon my sword; 

Came there a certain lord; neat and trimly dress'd; Fresh as a bridegroom; 

and his chin new  reap'd Show'd like  a stubble land at harvest home。  He 

was perfumed like a milliner; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held 

A pouncet box; which ever and anon He gave his nose; and took't away 

again; Who therewith angry; when it next came there; Took it in snuff; and 

still he smil'd and talk'd; And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by; He call'd 

them untaught knaves; unmannerly; To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse 

Betwixt the wind and his nobility。 With many holiday and lady terms He 

questioned me; amongst the rest demanded My prisoners in your Majesty's 

behalf。 I then; all smarting with my wounds being cold; To be so pest'red 

with     a  popingay;     Out    of   my    grief   and    my    impatience     Answer'd 



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neglectingly; I know not what… He should; or he should not; for he made 

me mad To see him shine so brisk; and smell so sweet; And talk so like a 

waiting     gentlewoman        Of   guns    and   drums    and    wounds…     God    save    the 

mark!… And telling me the sovereignest thing on earth Was parmacity for 

an   inward   bruise;   And   that   it   was   great   pity;   so   it   was;   This   villanous 

saltpetre should be digg'd Out of the bowels of the harmless earth; Which 

many a good tall fellow had destroy'd So cowardly; and but for these vile 

'guns; He would himself have been a soldier。 This bald unjointed chat of 

his; my lord; I answered indirectly; as I said; And I beseech you; let not his 

report   Come   current   for   an   accusation   Betwixt   my   love   and   your   high 

majesty。     Blunt。    The   circumstance       considered;     good    my   lord;   Whate'er 

Lord Harry Percy then had said To such a person; and in such a place; At 

such a time; with all the rest retold; May reasonably die; and never rise To 

do him wrong; or any way impeach What then he said; so he unsay it now。 

King。 Why; yet he doth deny his prisoners; But with proviso and exception; 

That   we  at   our  own   charge   shall   ransom  straight   His brother…in…law;   the 

foolish   Mortimer;   Who;   on   my   soul;   hath   wilfully   betray'd   The   lives   of 

those     that  he   did   lead   to   fight  Against     that   great   magician;     damn'd 

Glendower;   Whose   daughter;   as   we   hear;   the   Earl   of   March   Hath   lately 

married。   Shall   our   coffers;   then;   Be   emptied   to   redeem   a   traitor   home? 

Shall   we   buy   treason?   and   indent   with   fears   When   they   have   lost   and 

forfeited themselves?   No;   on   the   barren   mountains   let   him  starve!   For   I 

shall never hold that man my friend Whose tongue shall ask me for one 

penny cost To ransom home revolted Mortimer。 Hot。 Revolted Mortimer? 

He never   did fall   off; my  sovereign liege;  But by  the chance   of war。 To 

prove that true Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds; Those 

mouthed   wounds;   which   valiantly   he   took   When   on   the   gentle   Severn's 

sedgy bank; In single opposition hand to hand; He did confound the best 

part of an hour In changing hardiment with great Glendower。 Three times 

they   breath'd;   and   three   times   did   they   drink;   Upon   agreement;   of   swift 

Severn's flood; Who then; affrighted with their bloody looks; Ran fearfully 

among   the   trembling   reeds   And   hid   his   crisp   head   in   the   hollow   bank; 

Bloodstained   with   these   valiant   cohabitants。   Never   did   base   and   rotten 

policy Colour her working with such deadly wounds; Nor never could the 



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noble Mortimer Receive so many; and all willingly。 Then let not him be 

slandered   with   revolt。  King。 Thou   dost   belie him;  Percy;  thou dost   belie 

him! He never did encounter with Glendower。 I tell thee He durst as well 

have met the devil alone As Owen Glendower for an enemy。 Art thou not 

asham'd? But; sirrah; henceforth Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer。 

Send   me   your   prisoners   with   the   speediest   means;   Or   you   shall   hear   in 

such a kind from me As will displease you。 My Lord Northumberland; We 

license your departure with your son。… Send us your prisoners; or you will 

hear of it。 Exeunt King; 'Blunt; and Train' Hot。 An if the devil come and 

roar for them; I will not send them。 I will after straight And tell him so; for 

I   will   else   my   heart; Albeit   I   make   a   hazard   of   my   head。   North。   What; 

drunk with choler? Stay; and pause awhile。 Here comes your uncle。 

       Enter   Worcester。   Hot。   Speak   of   Mortimer?   Zounds;   I   will   speak   of 

him; and let my soul Want mercy if I do not join with him! Yea; on his part 

I'll empty all these veins; And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust; 

But I will lift the downtrod Mortimer As high in the air as this unthankful 

king; As this ingrate and cank'red Bolingbroke。 North。 Brother; the King 

hath   made   your   nephew   mad。  Wor。  Who   struck   this   heat   up   after   I   was 

gone? Hot。 He will (forsooth) have all my prisoners; And when I urg'd the 

ransom once again Of my wive's brother; then his cheek look'd pale; And 

on   my   face   he   turn'd   an   eye   of   death;   Trembling   even   at   the   name   of 

Mortimer。   Wor。   I   cannot   blame   him。   Was   not   he   proclaim'd   By   Richard 

that dead is; the next of blood? North。 He was; I heard the proclamation。 

And     then   it  was   when    the   unhappy   King      (Whose     wrongs     in  us  God 

pardon!)      did   set  forth   Upon     his   Irish  expedition;     From     whence      he 

intercepted did return To be depos'd; and shortly murdered。 Wor。 And for 

whose   death   we   in   the   world's   wide   mouth   Live   scand

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