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KING HENRY THE FOURTH PART I

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ACT II. SCENE IV.

THE BOAR'S-HEAD TAVERN, EASTCHEAP.

PRINCE HENRY, FALSTAFF, POINS, &C.

Falstaff. THERE is a thing, Harry, which thou hast often heard of, and it is known to many in our land by the name of pitch: this pitch, as ancient writers do report, doth defile; so doth the company thou keepest: for, Harry, now I do not speak to thee in drink, but in tears; not in pleasure, but in passion; not in words only, but in woes also:—And yet there is a virtuous man, whom I have often noted in thy company, but I know not his name.
P. Hen. What manner of man, an it like your majesty?
Pal. A good portly man, i' faith, and a corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or, by'r-lady, inclining to threescore; and now I remember me, his name is Falstaff: if that man should be lewdly given, he deceives me; for, Harry, I see virtue in his looks.

Painted by Robert Smirke, R. A. Engraved by Robert Thew.


ACT III. SCENE I.

THE ARCHDEACON OF BANGOR'S HOUSE, IN WALES.

HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, MORTIMER, AND OWEN GLENDOWER.

Worcester. YEA, but a little charge will trench him here,
And on this north side win this cape of land;
And then he runs straight and even.
Hot. I'll have it so; a little charge will do it.
Glend. I will not have it alter'd.
Hot. Will not you?
Glend. No, nor you shall not.
Hot. Who shall say me nay?
Glend. Why, that will I.
Hot. Let me not understand you then;
Speak it in Welsh.

Painted by Richard Westall, R. A. Engraved by John Peter Simon.


ACT V. SCENE IV.

PLAIN NEAR SHREWSBURY.

PRINCE HENRY, HOTSPUR, AND FALSTAFF.

Hotspur. O HARRY, thou hast robb'd me of my youth :
I better brook the loss of brittle life
Than those proud titles thou hast won of me;
They wound my thoughts worse than the sword my flesh:—
But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;
And time, that takes survey of all the world,
Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,
But that the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue: No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for —— [Dies.
P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy: Fare thee well, great heart!

Painted by John Francis Rigaud, R.A. Engraved by Thomas Ryder.

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