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Reference: f3v - Histories, p. 68

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The First Part of King Henry the Fourth. Worc. The number of the King exceedeth ours: For Gods sake, Cousin, stay till all come in. The Trumpet sounds a Parley. Enter Sir Walter Blunt. Blunt.
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I come with gracious offers from the King, If you vouchsafe me hearing, and respect.
Hotsp. Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt: And would to God you were of our determination. Some of vs loue vou well: and euen those some
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Enuie your great deseruings, and good name, Because you are not of our qualitie, But stand against vs like an Enemie.
Blunt. And Heauen defend, but still I should stand so, So long as out of Limit, and true Rule,
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You stand against anoynted Maiestie. But to my Charge. The King hath sent to know The nature of your Griefes, and whereupon You coniure from the Brest of Ciuill Peace,
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Such bold Hostilitie, teaching his dutious Land Audacious Crueltie. If that the King Haue any way your good Deserts forgot, Which he confesseth to be manifold, He bids you name your Griefes, and with all speed
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You shall haue your desires, with interest; And Pardon absolute for your selfe, and these, Herein mis‑led, by your suggestion.
Hotsp. The King is kinde: And well wee know, the King
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Knowes at what time to promise, when to pay. My Father, my Vnckle, and my selfe, Did giue him that same Royaltie he weares: And when he was not sixe and twentie strong; Sicke in the Worlds regard, wretched, and low,
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A poore vnminded Out‑law, sneaking home, My Father gaue him welcome to the shore: And when he heard him sweare, and vow to God, He came but to be Duke of Lancaster, To sue his Liuerie, and begge his Peace,
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With teares of Innocencie, and tearmes of Zeale; My Father, in kinde heart and pitty mou'd, Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too. Now, when the Lords and Barons of the Realme Perceiu'd Northumberland did leane to him,
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The more and lesse came in with Cap and Knee, Met him in Boroughs, Cities, Villages, Attended him on Bridges, stood in Lanes, Layd Gifts before him, proffer'd him their Oathes, Gaue him their Heires, as Pages followed him,
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Euen at the heeles, in golden multitudes. He presently, as Greatnesse knowes it selfe, steps me a little higher then his Vow Made to my Father, while his blood was poore, Vpon the naked shore at Rauenspurgh:
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And now (forsooth) takes on him to reforme Some certaine Edicts, and some strait Decrees, That lay top heauie on the Common‑wealth; Cryes out vpon abuses, seemes to weepe Ouer his Countries Wrongs: and by this Face,
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This seeming Brow of Iustice, did he winne The hearts of all that hee did angle for. Proceeded further, cut me off the Heads Of all the Fauorites, that the absent King In deputation left behinde him heere,

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When hee was personall in the Irish Warre.
Blunt: Tut, I came not to heare this. Hotsp. Then to the point. In short time after, hee depos'd the King. Soone after that, depriu'd him of his Life:
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And in the neck of that, task't the whole State. To make that worse, suffer'd his Kinsman March, Who is, if euery Owner were plac'd, Indeede his King, to be engag'd in Wales, There, without Ransome, to lye forfeited:
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Disgrac'd me in my happie Victories, Sought to intrap me by intelligence, Rated my Vnckle from the Councell‑Boord, In rage dismiss'd my Father from the Court, Broke Oath on Oath, committed Wrong on Wrong,
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And in conclusion, droue vs to seeke out This Head of safetie; and withall, to prie Into his Title: the which wee finde Too indirect, for long continuance.
Blunt. Shall I returne this answer to the King? Hotsp.
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Not so, Sir Walter. Wee'le with‑draw a while: Goe to the King, and let there be impawn'd Some suretie for a safe returne againe, And in the Morning early shall my Vnckle
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Bring him our purpose: and so farewell.
Blunt. I would you would accept of Grace and Loue. Hotsp. And't may be, so wee shall. Blunt. Pray Heauen you doe. Exeunt.
Scena Quarta. [Act 4, Scene 4] Enter the Arch‑Bishop of Yorke, and Sir Michell. Arch. Hie, good Sir Michell, beare this sealed Briefe
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With winged haste to the Lord Marshall, This to my Cousin Scroope, and all the rest To whom they are directed. If you knew how much they doe import, You would make haste.
Sir Mich.
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My good Lord, I guesse their tenor.
Arch. Like enough you doe. To morrow, good Sir Michell, is a day, Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men Must bide the touch. For Sir, at Shrewsbury,
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As I am truly giuen to vnderstand, The King, with mightie and quick‑raysed Power, Meetes with Lord Harry: and I feare, Sir Michell, What with the sicknesse of Northumberland, Whose Power was in the first proportion;
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And what with Owen Glendowers absence thence, Who with them was rated firmely too, And comes not in, ouer‑rul'd by Prophecies, I feare the Power of Percy is too weake, To wage an instant tryall with the King.
Sir Mich.
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Why, my good Lord, you need not feare, There is Dowglas, and Lord Mortimer.
Arch. No, Mortimer is not there. Sir Mic. But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy, And there is my Lord of Worcester,
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And a Head of gallant Warriors, Noble Gentlemen.
Arch. And

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Scena Quarta. [Act 4, Scene 4] Enter the Arch‑Bishop of Yorke, and Sir Michell. Arch. Hie, good Sir Michell, beare this sealed Briefe
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With winged haste to the Lord Marshall, This to my Cousin Scroope, and all the rest To whom they are directed. If you knew how much they doe import, You would make haste.
Sir Mich.
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My good Lord, I guesse their tenor.
Arch. Like enough you doe. To morrow, good Sir Michell, is a day, Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men Must bide the touch. For Sir, at Shrewsbury,
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As I am truly giuen to vnderstand, The King, with mightie and quick‑raysed Power, Meetes with Lord Harry: and I feare, Sir Michell, What with the sicknesse of Northumberland, Whose Power was in the first proportion;
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And what with Owen Glendowers absence thence, Who with them was rated firmely too, And comes not in, ouer‑rul'd by Prophecies, I feare the Power of Percy is too weake, To wage an instant tryall with the King.
Sir Mich.
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Why, my good Lord, you need not feare, There is Dowglas, and Lord Mortimer.
Arch. No, Mortimer is not there. Sir Mic. But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy, And there is my Lord of Worcester,
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And a Head of gallant Warriors, Noble Gentlemen.
Arch. And so there is, but yet the King hath drawne The speciall head of all the Land together: The Prince of Wales, Lord Iohn of Lancaster,
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The Noble Westmerland, and warlike Blunt; And many moe Corriuals, and deare men Of estimation, and command in Armes.
Sir M. Doubt not my Lord, he shall be well oppos'd Arch. I hope no lesse? Yet needful 'tis to feare,
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And to preuent the worst, Sir Michell speed; For if Lord Percy thriue not, ere the King Dismisse his power, he meanes to visit vs: For he hath heard of our Confederacie, And, 'tis but Wisedome to make strong against him:
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Therefore make hast, I must go write againe To other Friends: and so farewell, Sir Michell.
Exeunt.
 

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