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Act 3, scene 1
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Henry IV, Part 1
Act 3, scene 1



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Henry IV, Part 1, culminates in the battle of Shrewsbury between the king’s army and rebels seeking his crown. The…

Act 1, scene 1

King Henry meets with his advisers to discuss his proposed crusade to the Holy Land, but the discussion turns instead…

Act 1, scene 2

Prince Hal and Sir John Falstaff taunt each other, Hal warning Falstaff that he will one day be hanged as…

Act 1, scene 3

King Henry meets with Hotspur, Hotspur’s father (Northumberland), and his uncle (Worcester) to demand that Hotspur yield his prisoners to…

Act 2, scene 1

Gadshill, the “setter” for Falstaff and his fellow thieves, seeks information at an inn about the travelers whom they plan…

Act 2, scene 2

Falstaff, Peto, Bardolph, and Gadshill rob the travelers and are, in turn, robbed by Prince Hal and Poins in disguise.

Act 2, scene 3

Hotspur reads a letter from a nobleman who refuses to join the rebellion against King Henry. Lady Percy enters to…

Act 2, scene 4

At a tavern in Eastcheap, Prince Hal and Poins amuse themselves by tormenting a young waiter while waiting for Falstaff…

Act 3, scene 1

Hotspur, Worcester, Mortimer, and the leader of the Welsh rebels, Glendower, meet in Wales to make final the terms of…

Act 3, scene 2

Prince Hal reconciles himself with his father by swearing to fight the rebels and to defeat Hotspur.

Act 3, scene 3

Falstaff tries to swindle the Hostess of the inn. Prince Hal offers Falstaff a command in the infantry.

Act 4, scene 1

Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas learn that Hotspur’s father, Northumberland, is too sick to join them in the coming battle. They…

Act 4, scene 2

Falstaff discloses to the audience how he has misused his commission as an officer to take money from men eager…

Act 4, scene 3

As Hotspur argues with his fellow commanders about when to fight, they are visited by Sir Walter Blunt, who brings…

Act 4, scene 4

The archbishop of York and Sir Michael, who sympathize with Hotspur, debate the chances of his success against the king’s…

Act 5, scene 1

Worcester and Vernon visit the king’s camp, where Worcester repeats the grievances that he says have led to the rebellion….

Act 5, scene 2

Worcester lies to Hotspur, telling him that the king made no offer of pardon and is ready to begin the…

Act 5, scene 3

The battle begins. Douglas kills Blunt, who is disguised as King Henry. Falstaff enters alone to disclose to the audience…

Act 5, scene 4

Prince Hal saves King Henry from death at the hands of Douglas. Hal then meets Hotspur. While they are fighting,…

Act 5, scene 5

The king’s forces having won, King Henry condemns Worcester and Vernon to death, and the king and his supporters prepare…

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Scene 1
Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Lord Mortimer, and Owen

 These promises are fair, the parties sure,
 And our induction full of prosperous hope.
 Lord Mortimer and cousin Glendower,
 Will you sit down? And uncle Worcester—
5 A plague upon it, I have forgot the map.
 No, here it is. Sit, cousin Percy,
 Sit, good cousin Hotspur, for by that name
 As oft as Lancaster doth speak of you
 His cheek looks pale, and with a rising sigh
10 He wisheth you in heaven.
HOTSPUR  And you in hell,
 As oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.
 I cannot blame him. At my nativity
 The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
15 Of burning cressets, and at my birth
 The frame and huge foundation of the Earth
 Shaked like a coward.
HOTSPUR  Why, so it would have done

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

 At the same season if your mother’s cat
20 Had but kittened, though yourself had never been
 I say the Earth did shake when I was born.
 And I say the Earth was not of my mind,
 If you suppose as fearing you it shook.
25 The heavens were all on fire; the Earth did tremble.
 O, then the Earth shook to see the heavens on fire,
 And not in fear of your nativity.
 Diseasèd nature oftentimes breaks forth
 In strange eruptions; oft the teeming Earth
30 Is with a kind of colic pinched and vexed
 By the imprisoning of unruly wind
 Within her womb, which, for enlargement striving,
 Shakes the old beldam Earth and topples down
 Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth
35 Our grandam Earth, having this distemp’rature,
 In passion shook.
GLENDOWER  Cousin, of many men
 I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave
 To tell you once again that at my birth
40 The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
 The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds
 Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields.
 These signs have marked me extraordinary,
 And all the courses of my life do show
45 I am not in the roll of common men.
 Where is he living, clipped in with the sea
 That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales,
 Which calls me pupil or hath read to me?
 And bring him out that is but woman’s son
50 Can trace me in the tedious ways of art
 And hold me pace in deep experiments.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

 I think there’s no man speaks better Welsh.
 I’ll to dinner.
 Peace, cousin Percy. You will make him mad.
55 I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
 Why, so can I, or so can any man,
 But will they come when you do call for them?
 Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command the
60 And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil
 By telling truth. Tell truth and shame the devil.
 If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither,
 And I’ll be sworn I have power to shame him
65 O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!
 Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.
 Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head
 Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye
 And sandy-bottomed Severn have I sent him
70 Bootless home and weather-beaten back.
 Home without boots, and in foul weather too!
 How ’scapes he agues, in the devil’s name?
 Come, here is the map. Shall we divide our right
 According to our threefold order ta’en?
75 The Archdeacon hath divided it
 Into three limits very equally:

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

 England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,
 By south and east is to my part assigned;
 All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore,
80 And all the fertile land within that bound
 To Owen Glendower; and, dear coz, to you
 The remnant northward lying off from Trent.
 And our indentures tripartite are drawn,
 Which being sealèd interchangeably—
85 A business that this night may execute—
 Tomorrow, cousin Percy, you and I
 And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth
 To meet your father and the Scottish power,
 As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.
90 My father Glendower is not ready yet,
 Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days.
  To Glendower. Within that space you may have
 drawn together
 Your tenants, friends, and neighboring gentlemen.
95 A shorter time shall send me to you, lords,
 And in my conduct shall your ladies come,
 From whom you now must steal and take no leave,
 For there will be a world of water shed
 Upon the parting of your wives and you.
HOTSPUR , looking at the map 
100 Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here,
 In quantity equals not one of yours.
 See how this river comes me cranking in
 And cuts me from the best of all my land
 A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out.
105 I’ll have the current in this place dammed up,
 And here the smug and silver Trent shall run
 In a new channel, fair and evenly.
 It shall not wind with such a deep indent
 To rob me of so rich a bottom here.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

110 Not wind? It shall, it must. You see it doth.
MORTIMER , to Hotspur 
 Yea, but mark how he bears his course, and runs
 me up
 With like advantage on the other side,
 Gelding the opposèd continent as much
115 As on the other side it takes from you.
 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.
 I’ll have it so. A little charge will do it.
GLENDOWER 120I’ll not have it altered.
HOTSPUR Will not you?
GLENDOWER No, nor you shall not.
HOTSPUR Who shall say me nay?
GLENDOWER Why, that will I.
125 Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh.
 I can speak English, lord, as well as you,
 For I was trained up in the English court,
 Where being but young I framèd to the harp
 Many an English ditty lovely well
130 And gave the tongue a helpful ornament—
 A virtue that was never seen in you.
 Marry, and I am glad of it with all my heart.
 I had rather be a kitten and cry “mew”
 Than one of these same meter balladmongers.
135 I had rather hear a brazen can’stick turned,
 Or a dry wheel grate on the axletree,
 And that would set my teeth nothing an edge,
 Nothing so much as mincing poetry.
 ’Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

GLENDOWER 140Come, you shall have Trent turned.
 I do not care. I’ll give thrice so much land
 To any well-deserving friend;
 But in the way of bargain, mark you me,
 I’ll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.
145 Are the indentures drawn? Shall we be gone?
 The moon shines fair. You may away by night.
 I’ll haste the writer, and withal
 Break with your wives of your departure hence.
 I am afraid my daughter will run mad,
150 So much she doteth on her Mortimer. He exits.
 Fie, cousin Percy, how you cross my father!
 I cannot choose. Sometime he angers me
 With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant,
 Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,
155 And of a dragon and a finless fish,
 A clip-winged griffin and a moulten raven,
 A couching lion and a ramping cat,
 And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff
 As puts me from my faith. I tell you what—
160 He held me last night at least nine hours
 In reckoning up the several devils’ names
 That were his lackeys. I cried “Hum,” and “Well, go
 But marked him not a word. O, he is as tedious
165 As a tired horse, a railing wife,
 Worse than a smoky house. I had rather live
 With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far,
 Than feed on cates and have him talk to me
 In any summer house in Christendom.
170 In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

 Exceedingly well read and profited
 In strange concealments, valiant as a lion,
 And wondrous affable, and as bountiful
 As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?
175 He holds your temper in a high respect
 And curbs himself even of his natural scope
 When you come cross his humor. Faith, he does.
 I warrant you that man is not alive
 Might so have tempted him as you have done
180 Without the taste of danger and reproof.
 But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.
WORCESTER , to Hotspur 
 In faith, my lord, you are too willful-blame,
 And, since your coming hither, have done enough
 To put him quite besides his patience.
185 You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault.
 Though sometimes it show greatness, courage,
 And that’s the dearest grace it renders you—
 Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
190 Defect of manners, want of government,
 Pride, haughtiness, opinion, and disdain,
 The least of which, haunting a nobleman,
 Loseth men’s hearts and leaves behind a stain
 Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
195 Beguiling them of commendation.
 Well, I am schooled. Good manners be your speed!
 Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.

Enter Glendower with the Ladies.

 This is the deadly spite that angers me:
 My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.
200 My daughter weeps; she’ll not part with you.
 She’ll be a soldier too, she’ll to the wars.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

 Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy
 Shall follow in your conduct speedily.
Glendower speaks to her in Welsh,
and she answers him in the same.

 She is desperate here, a peevish self-willed harlotry,
205 One that no persuasion can do good upon.
The Lady speaks in Welsh.
 I understand thy looks. That pretty Welsh
 Which thou pourest down from these swelling
 I am too perfect in, and but for shame
210 In such a parley should I answer thee.
The Lady speaks again in Welsh. They kiss.
 I understand thy kisses, and thou mine,
 And that’s a feeling disputation;
 But I will never be a truant, love,
 Till I have learned thy language; for thy tongue
215 Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penned,
 Sung by a fair queen in a summer’s bower,
 With ravishing division, to her lute.
 Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad.
The Lady speaks again in Welsh.
 O, I am ignorance itself in this!
220 She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down
 And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
 And she will sing the song that pleaseth you,
 And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep,
 Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,
225 Making such difference ’twixt wake and sleep
 As is the difference betwixt day and night

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

 The hour before the heavenly harnessed team
 Begins his golden progress in the east.
 With all my heart I’ll sit and hear her sing.
230 By that time will our book, I think, be drawn.
 Do so, and those musicians that shall play to you
 Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,
 And straight they shall be here. Sit and attend.
 Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down.
235 Come, quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy
LADY PERCY Go, you giddy goose.
The music plays.
 Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh,
 And ’tis no marvel he is so humorous.
240 By ’r Lady, he is a good musician.
LADY PERCY Then should you be nothing but musical,
 for you are altogether governed by humors. Lie
 still, you thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
HOTSPUR I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in
245 Irish.
LADY PERCY Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
LADY PERCY Then be still.
HOTSPUR Neither; ’tis a woman’s fault.
LADY PERCY 250Now God help thee!
HOTSPUR To the Welsh lady’s bed.
LADY PERCY What’s that?
HOTSPUR Peace, she sings.
Here the Lady sings a Welsh song.
HOTSPUR Come, Kate, I’ll have your song too.
LADY PERCY 255Not mine, in good sooth.
HOTSPUR Not yours, in good sooth! Heart, you swear

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 2

 like a comfit-maker’s wife! “Not you, in good
 sooth,” and “as true as I live,” and “as God shall
 mend me,” and “as sure as day”—
260 And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths
 As if thou never walk’st further than Finsbury.
 Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,
 A good mouth-filling oath, and leave “in sooth,”
 And such protest of pepper-gingerbread
265 To velvet-guards and Sunday citizens.
 Come, sing.
LADY PERCY I will not sing.
HOTSPUR ’Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be redbreast
 teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I’ll
270 away within these two hours, and so come in when
 you will. He exits.
 Come, come, Lord Mortimer, you are as slow
 As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go.
 By this our book is drawn. We’ll but seal,
275 And then to horse immediately.
MORTIMER With all my heart.
They exit.