The First Part Of King Henry The Sixth
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creator: Shakespeare, William
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subject: henry
subject: prince
subject: falstaff
subject: king
subject: lord
subject: shaken
subject: blessed
subject: cross
subject: impressed
subject: engaged
subject: fight
subject: shakespeare
subject: william
subject: sixth
subject: english
subject: literature
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full text: 1 KING HENRY IV DRAMATIS PERSONAE KING HENRY the Fourth. (KING HENRY IV:) HENRY, Prince of Wales (PRINCE HENRY:) | | sons of the King JOHN of Lancaster (LANCASTER:) | WESTMORELAND: SIR WALTER BLUNT: THOMAS PERCY Earl of Worcester. (EARL OF WORCESTER:) HENRY PERCY Earl of Northumberland. (NORTHUMBERLAND:) HENRY PERCY surnamed HOTSPUR, his son. (HOTSPUR:) EDMUND MORTIMER Earl of March. (MORTIMER:) RICHARD SCROOP Archbishop of York. (ARCHBISHOP OF YORK:) ARCHIBALD Earl of Douglas. (DOUGLAS:) OWEN GLENDOWER: SIR RICHARD VERNON (VERNON:) SIR JOHN FALSTAFF (FALSTAFF:) SIR MICHAEL a friend to the Archbishop of York. POINS: GADSHILL: PETO: BARDOLPH: FRANCIS a waiter. LADY PERCY wife to Hotspur, and sister to Mortimer. LADY MORTIMER daughter to Glendower, and wife to Mortimer. MISTRESS QUICKLY hostess of a tavern in Eastcheap. (Hostess:) Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain, Drawers, two Carriers, Travellers, Attendants, and an Ostler. (Sheriff:) (Vintner:) (Chamberlain:) (First Carrier:) (Second Carrier:) (First Traveller:) (Servant:) (Messenger:) (Ostler:) SCENE England. 1 KING HENRY IV ACT I SCENE I London. The palace. [Enter KING HENRY, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, the EARL of WESTMORELAND, SIR WALTER BLUNT, and others] KING HENRY IV So shaken as we are, so wan with care, Find we a time for frighted peace to pant, And breathe short-winded accents of new broils To be commenced in strands afar remote. No more the thirsty entrance of this soil Shall daub her lips with her own children's blood; Nor more shall trenching war channel her fields, Nor bruise her flowerets with the armed hoofs Of hostile paces: those opposed eyes, Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven, All of one nature, of one substance bred, Did lately meet in the intestine shock And furious close of civil butchery Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks, March all one way and be no more opposed Against acquaintance, kindred and allies: The edge of war, like an ill-sheathed knife, No more shall cut…