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H*t. Come, Kate, thou arc perfect m lying do wne;
Come, quickc,quicke, that /may lay my head m thy lap.
Ia. Go, ye giddy goofe.
Tht mstftckeplayea.
Hot. Now, /perceiuc the diuell vnderftands Welih,
And t'is no marucll he is fo humorous,
Birlady he is a good muficion.
La. Then (hould you be nothing but muficall,
For you are altogether gouerned by humours :
Lie dill, ye thiefe.nnd heare the Lady fing in Weldi.
Hot, 1 had rather hcare, lady, my brache howlc in/ri/h.
La, Would'ft haue thy head broken.?
Hst. No.
La. Thenbcftill.
Htt. Neither,t'is a womans fault.
La. Now God helpe thee.
Hot, To the welfli Ladies bed.
La. What's that?
Hot, Peace, (he fings.
Here the Ladkfngs a weljh Sen*
Hot, Come, ile haue your fong to.
La. Not mine in good (both.
Hot, Not yours in good footh jHart,you fweare like a comfit,
maken wife, not you in good footh, and as true as I line, and as
Ood (hall mend me, and as fure as day:
And giueft fuch farcenet fiiretic for thy oathes.
As if thou neucr walk'ft further then Finsburic.
Swcare me, Kate,like a lady as thou art,
A good mouth-iilling oath, and leaue,in footh.
And fuch protcft of pepper ginger bread.
To veluct gards, and Sunday Citizens,
Come, fing.
La, 1 will not fing.
Hot. T'is the next way to turfic tayler,©!* beredbreft teachen
and themdentures be drawne, ile away within thefe two hourw,
and io come in when ye will. Exit.
Chtt, Come, come, Lord Mortimer, vou are as flow.
As Hot. Lord Percy, i$ on fire to ^o:
Henry the fourth*
By this, our booke is drawne, weclcbut ftale.
And then to horfe immediatl>v
itor. With all my heart. ^««tf.
Btterihe KtMg, Prince of fValesjmdothert.
Kint. Lords giuc vs leaue, the Prince of Wales and /
Muft haue fomc priuate conference, but be neerc at hand.
For we (hall prefently haue neede of you, €xem Lords.
I know not whether God will hauc it fo.
For fome difplcafing feruice / haue done.
That in his fecret doome, out of my blood,
Hee'Ic breed reucngement and afcourge for me:
But thou doft in the paflages of life.
Make me bcleeue |liat thou art onely mark't.
For the hot vengeance, and the rod of heaucn.
To punifh my miftrcadings. Tell meelfe.
Could fuch inordinate and low defires.
Such poore, fuch bare, fuch lewd,*fuch raeaoc attcroptSj
Such barren pleafures, rude focietie.
As thou art matcht withalUnd grafted to.
Accompany the greatneflc of thy blood.
And hold their Icucli with thy princely heartl
?r/». So pleafc your Maicftie, /would/could
Quit alloffcnccs with as clcarc excufe.
As well as I am doubtleflc /can purge
My fclfe of many /am charg'dwithall:
Yet fuch extenuation let me beg,,
As in repi oofe of many tales deuifde.
Which oft the eare of greatneflc needes muft heare
By fmiling pick-thanks and bafe newes-mongers,
I may for fome things true, wherein my youth
Hath faulty wandred, and irregular,
Findc pardon, on my true fubmifilon.
King. God pardon thee, yet let me wonder, Harry^
At thy affeftiom, which do hold a wing
Quite frow the flight of all thy aunceftors.
Thy place in counfcllthou haft rudely loft,
Which by thy yonger brother is fupplide,
And art almoft an alien to the hearts
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