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England will suffer and go ill, when his own strong hand is removed by coming death. All this sorrow, this fear, this love for his country, find expression in his noble, passionate, reproving appeal to his son. We can realise the sorrow gnawing at his heart when we understand that, knowing how wrongly he snacht the crown, he sees, as a sort of consequence, only strife and dissoluteness in the future days of England. Hal's repentance, however, is complete, and the promise of better days is given.

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KING HENRY THE FOURTH

DRAMATIS PERSONA

Of the

KING HENRY THE FOORTH. TRAVERS and MORTON, Re. HENRY, Prince of)

tainers of Northumberland. Wales, afterwards

SIR JOHN FALSTAFF. King Henry V.,

His Page. THOMAS, Duke of

BARDOLPH.

His Clarence,

PISTOL.

Sons. PRINCE JOHN OF

POINS. LANCASTER,

PETO. PRINCE HUMPHREY

SHALLOW and! Country OF GLOSTER,

SILENCE, Justices. EARL OF WARWICK,

DAVY, Servant to Shallow. EARL OF WESTMORE

MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, LAND,

FEEBLE, and BULL-CALF, EARL OF SURREY, King's Recruits. GOWER,

Party. FANG and SNARE, Sheriff's HARCOURT,

Officers.
BLUNT,

A Porter.
Lord Chief Justice of the
King's Bench.

LADY NORTHUMBERLAND.
A Gentleman attending on the

LADY PERCY. Chief Justice.

Hostess QUICKLY.
EARL OF NORTH-)

DOLL TEAR-SHEET.
UMBERLAND,
SCROOP, Arch-

Opposites bishop of York,

Lords, and Attendants ; Offi

to the LORD MOWBRAY,

King. LORD HASTINGS,

cers, Soldiers, Messenger,

Drawers, Beadles, Grooms, LORD BARDOLPH,

dc., RUMOUR, the Presenter, SIR JOHN COLE

A Dancer, Speaker of the VILLE,

Epilogue.
SCENE-ENGLAND

INDUCTION Warkworth. Before NORTHUMBERLAND's Castle

Enter Rumour, painted full of tongues Rum. Open your ears ; for which of you will

stop

The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks ?
I, from the orient to the drooping west,
Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold
The acts commenced on this ball of earth :
Upon my tongues continual slanders ride,
The which in every language I pronounce,
Stuffing the ears of men with false reports.
I speak of peace, while covert enmity,
Under the smile of safety, wounds the world :
And who but Rumour, who but only I,
Make fearful musters and prepared defence,
Whilst the big year, swoln with some other grief,
Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war,
And no such matter? Rumour is a pipe
Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures ;
And of so easy and so plain a stop
That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still-discordant wavering multitude,
Can play upon it.

But what need I thus
My well-known body to anatomise
Among my household ? Why is Rumour here?
I run before King Harry's victory ;
Who in a bloody field by Shrewsbury
Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops,
Quenching the flame of bold rebellion
Even with the rebels' blood. But what mean I

To speak so true at first ? my

office is To noise abroad, that Harry Monmouth fell Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword, And that the king before the Douglas' rage Stooped his anointed head as low as death. This have I rumoured through the peasant towns Between that royal field of Shrewsbury And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone, Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland, Lies crafty sick. The posts come tiring on, And not a man of them brings other news Than they have learned of me: from Rumour's

tongues They bring smooth comforts false, worse than true wrongs.

[Exit.

ACT FIRST

SCENE I.-The Same

Enter Lord BARDOLPH

L. Bard. Who keeps the gate here? ho !
The Porter opens the gate

Where is the earl?
Port. What shall I say you are?

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