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That horse, that thou so often hast bestrid;
K. Rich. Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, gentle friend, How went he under him ?
Groom. So proudly, as if he disdained tne ground.
K. Rich. So proud that Bolingbroke was on his back!
Enter Keeper, with a dish.
[To the Groom. K. Rich. If thou love me, 'tis time thou wert away. , Groom. What my tongue dares not, that my heart shall say. .
[Exit. Keep. My lord, will’t please you to fall to ? K. Rich. Taste of it first, as thou art wont to do.
Keep. My lord, I dare not; sir Pierce of Exton, who Lately came from the king, commands the contrary.
K. Rich. The devil take Henry of Lancaster, and thee! Patience is stale, and I am weary of it. [Beats the Keeper.
Keep. Help, help, help! . Enter Exton and Servants, armed. K. Rich. How now? what means death in this rude
assault ? Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instrument.
[Snatching a weapon, and killing one. Go thou, and fill another room in hell. [He kills another, and then Exton strikes
him down. That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire, That staggers thus my person.- Exton, thy fierce hand Hath with the king's blood stained the king's own land. Mount, mount, my soul! thy seat is up on high, Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to die. [Dies.
Exton. As full of valor, as of royal blood. Both have I spilled! O, 'would the deed were good!
Lord, I do things comy of
That staggerhe king's coul! thyo wnward, al bloodere good!
For now the devil, that told me — I did well,
SCENE VI. Windsor. A Room in the Castle. Flourish.
Enter BOLINGBROKE and YORK, with Lords and Attendants.
Boling. Kind uncle York, the latest news we hear
Enter NORTHUMBERLAND. Welcome, my lord. What is the news ? '
North. First, to thy sacred state wish I all happiness. The next news is, - I have to London sent The heads of Salisbury, Spencer, Blunt, and Kent. The manner of their taking may appear At large discoursed in this paper here.
[Presenting a paper. Boling. We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy pains; And to thy worth will add right worthy gains.
Enter FITZWATER. Fitz. My lord, I have from Oxford sent to London The heads of Brocas and sir Bennet Seely; Two of the dangerous, consorted traitors, That sought at Oxford thy dire overthrow.
Boling. Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not be forgot Right noble is thy merit, well I wot.
Enter PERCY, with the Bishop of Carlisle.
Boling. Carlisle, this is your doom:-
Enter Exton, with Attendants bearing a coffin.
Boling. ' Exton, I thank thee not; for thou hast wrought
Boling. They love not poison that do poison need, Nor do I thee; though I did wish him dead, I hate the murderer, love him murdered. The guilt of conscience take thou for thy labor, But neither my good word nor princely favor. With Cain go wander through the shade of night, And never show thy head by day nor light. Lords, I protest, my soul is full of woe, That blood should sprinkle me, to make me grow. Come, mourn with me for what I do lament, And put on sullen black, incontinent: I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land, To wash this blood off from my guilty hand.March sadly after; grace my mournings here, In weeping after this untimely bier.
[Exeunt. FIRST PART OF
King HENRY THE FOURTH.
d, } Friends to the King.
LADY PERCY, Wife to Hotspur, and sister to Mor
timer. LADY MORTIMER, Daughter to Glendower, and
Wife to Mortimer. MRS. QUICKLY, Hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap.
Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain, Drawers, two Carriers, Travellers, and Attendants.