TPTT The First Part of Henry the Fourth: ACT IV
Introduction
ACT I
ACT II
ACT III
ACT IV
SCENE I. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.
SCENE II. A public road near Coventry.
SCENE III. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.
SCENE IV. York. The ARCHBISHOP'S palace.
ACT V
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SCENE III. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.
Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and VERNON
HOTSPUR
      We'll fight with him to-night.
EARL OF WORCESTER
      It may not be.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
      You give him then the advantage.
VERNON
      Not a whit.
HOTSPUR
5     Why say you so? looks he not for supply?
VERNON
      So do we.
HOTSPUR
      His is certain, ours is doubtful.
EARL OF WORCESTER
      Good cousin, be advised; stir not tonight.
VERNON
      Do not, my lord.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
10    You do not counsel well:
      You speak it out of fear and cold heart.
VERNON
      Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life,
      And I dare well maintain it with my life,
      If well-respected honour bid me on,
15    I hold as little counsel with weak fear
      As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:
      Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle
      Which of us fears.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
      Yea, or to-night.
VERNON
20    Content.
HOTSPUR
      To-night, say I.
VERNON
      Come, come it nay not be. I wonder much,
      Being men of such great leading as you are,
      That you foresee not what impediments
25    Drag back our expedition: certain horse
      Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:
      Your uncle Worcester's horse came but today;
      And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
      Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
30    That not a horse is half the half of himself.
HOTSPUR
      So are the horses of the enemy
      In general, journey-bated and brought low:
      The better part of ours are full of rest.
EARL OF WORCESTER
      The number of the king exceedeth ours:
35    For God's sake. cousin, stay till all come in.
The trumpet sounds a parley
Enter SIR WALTER BLUNT
SIR WALTER BLUNT
      I come with gracious offers from the king,
      if you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.
HOTSPUR
      Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; and would to God
      You were of our determination!
40    Some of us love you well; and even those some
      Envy your great deservings and good name,
      Because you are not of our quality,
      But stand against us like an enemy.
SIR WALTER BLUNT
      And God defend but still I should stand so,
45    So long as out of limit and true rule
      You stand against anointed majesty.
      But to my charge. The king hath sent to know
      The nature of your griefs, and whereupon
      You conjure from the breast of civil peace
50    Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land
      Audacious cruelty. If that the king
      Have any way your good deserts forgot,
      Which he confesseth to be manifold,
      He bids you name your griefs; and with all speed
55    You shall have your desires with interest
      And pardon absolute for yourself and these
      Herein misled by your suggestion.
HOTSPUR
      The king is kind; and well we know the king
      Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.
60    My father and my uncle and myself
      Did give him that same royalty he wears;
      And when he was not six and twenty strong,
      Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low,
      A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,
65    My father gave him welcome to the shore;
      And when he heard him swear and vow to God
      He came but to be Duke of Lancaster,
      To sue his livery and beg his peace,
      With tears of innocency and terms of zeal,
70    My father, in kind heart and pity moved,
      Swore him assistance and perform'd it too.
      Now when the lords and barons of the realm
      Perceived Northumberland did lean to him,
      The more and less came in with cap and knee;
75    Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,
      Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,
      Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,
      Gave him their heirs, as pages follow'd him
      Even at the heels in golden multitudes.
80    He presently, as greatness knows itself,
      Steps me a little higher than his vow
      Made to my father, while his blood was poor,
      Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh;
      And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform
85    Some certain edicts and some strait decrees
      That lie too heavy on the commonwealth,
      Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep
      Over his country's wrongs; and by this face,
      This seeming brow of justice, did he win
90    The hearts of all that he did angle for;
      Proceeded further; cut me off the heads
      Of all the favourites that the absent king
      In deputation left behind him here,
      When he was personal in the Irish war.
SIR WALTER BLUNT
95    Tut, I came not to hear this.
HOTSPUR
      Then to the point.
      In short time after, he deposed the king;
      Soon after that, deprived him of his life;
      And in the neck of that, task'd the whole state:
100   To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March,
      Who is, if every owner were well placed,
      Indeed his king, to be engaged in Wales,
      There without ransom to lie forfeited;
      Disgraced me in my happy victories,
105   Sought to entrap me by intelligence;
      Rated mine uncle from the council-board;
      In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;
      Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong,
      And in conclusion drove us to seek out
110   This head of safety; and withal to pry
      Into his title, the which we find
      Too indirect for long continuance.
SIR WALTER BLUNT
      Shall I return this answer to the king?
HOTSPUR
      Not so, Sir Walter: we'll withdraw awhile.
115   Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd
      Some surety for a safe return again,
      And in the morning early shall my uncle
      Bring him our purposes: and so farewell.
SIR WALTER BLUNT
      I would you would accept of grace and love.
HOTSPUR
120   And may be so we shall.
SIR WALTER BLUNT
      Pray God you do.
Exeunt
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