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- $Title{King Henry IV, Part II: Act I, Scene III}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*00700.TXT}
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- KING HENRY IV, PART II
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- ACT I
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- SCENE III: York. The Archbishop's palace.
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- {Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, the Lords HASTINGS,
- MOWBRAY, and BARDOLPH.}
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- ARCHBISHOP OF YORK: 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?
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- MOWBRAY: 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.
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- HASTINGS: Our present musters grow upon the file 10
- To five and twenty thousand men of choice;
- And our supplies live largely in the hope
- Of great Northumberland, whose bosom burns
- With an incensed fire of injuries.
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- LORD BARDOLPH: The question then, Lord Hastings, standeth thus;
- Whether our present five and twenty thousand
- May hold up head without Northumberland?
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- HASTINGS: With him, we may.
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- LORD BARDOLPH: Yea, marry, there's the point:
- But if without him we be thought too feeble,
- My judgment is, we should not step too far 20
- 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.
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- ARCHBISHOP OF YORK: 'Tis very true, Lord Bardolph; for indeed
- It was young Hotspur's case at Shrewsbury.
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- LORD BARDOLPH: It was, my lord; who lined himself with hope,
- Eating the air on promise of supply,
- Flattering himself in project of a power
- Much smaller than the smallest of his thoughts: 30
- And so, with great imagination
- Proper to madmen, led his powers to death
- And winking leap'd into destruction.
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- HASTINGS: But, by your leave, it never yet did hurt
- To lay down likelihoods and forms of hope.
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- LORD BARDOLPH: 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,
- Hope gives not so much warrant as despair 40
- 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;
- 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
- And set another up, should we survey 50
- 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,
- To weigh against his opposite; or else
- 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,
- Gives o'er and leaves his part-created cost 60
- A naked subject to the weeping clouds
- And waste for churlish winter's tyranny.
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- HASTINGS: Grant that our hopes, yet likely of fair birth,
- Should be still-born, and that we now possess'd
- The utmost man of expectation,
- I think we are a body strong enough,
- Even as we are, to equal with the king.
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- LORD BARDOLPH: What, is the king but five and twenty thousand?
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- HASTINGS: To us no more; nay, not so much, Lord Bardolph.
- For his divisions, as the times do brawl, 70
- 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
- With hollow poverty and emptiness.
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- ARCHBISHOP OF YORK: That he should draw his several strengths together
- And come against us in full puissance,
- Need not be dreaded.
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- HASTINGS: If he should do so,
- He leaves his back unarm'd, the French and Welsh
- Baying him at the heels: never fear that. 80
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- LORD BARDOLPH: Who is it like should lead his forces hither?
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- HASTINGS: The Duke of Lancaster and Westmoreland;
- Against the Welsh, himself and Harry Monmouth:
- But who is substituted 'gainst the French,
- I have no certain notice.
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- ARCHBISHOP OF YORK: 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
- Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart. 90
- 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 trimm'd in thine own desires,
- Thou, beastly feeder, art so full of him,
- That thou provokest 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,
- And howl'st to find it. What trust is in
- these times? 100
- They that, when Richard lived, would have him die,
- Are now become enamor'd on his grave:
- Thou, that threw'st dust upon his goodly head
- When through proud London he came sighing on
- After the 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.
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- MOWBRAY: Shall we go draw our numbers and set on?
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- HASTINGS: We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone. 110
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- [Exeunt.]
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