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These signs have mark'd me extraordinary,
Hot. I think there is no man speaks better Welsh.
Glen. I can speak English, Lord, as well as you ;
Hot. Marry, and I am glad of it with all my heart ;
nothing set my teeth on edge, Nothing so much as mincing poetry ; 'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag.
Glen. I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
Hot. Why so can I, or so can any man ;
Glen. Why, I can teach them to command the devil.
Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil, By telling truth; Tell truth, and shame the devil.If thou hast power to raise him, bring him hither, And I'll be sworn I've pow'r to drive him hence. O, while you live, Tell truth, and shame the devil.
HOTSPUR READING A LETTER.
“But for my own part, my Lord, I could be well contented to be there in respect to the love I bear your house.” He could be contented to be there, why is he not then?
“In respect of the love he bears our house?” He shows in this, he loves his own barn better than he loves our house. Let me see some more. “ The purpose you undertake is dangerous.” Why, that is certain : it is dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to drink: but I tell you, my Lord fool, out of this nettle danger we pluck this flower safety. “The “purpose you undertake is dangerous, the friends
have “named uncertain, the time itself unsorted, and your
whole “plot too light for the counterpoise of so great an opposi- tion.” Say you so ! say you so! I say unto you again, you are a shallow cowardly hind, and you lie. What a lackbrain is this! By the Lord, our plot is a good plot as ever was laid ; our friends true and constant; a good plot, good friends, and full of expectation ; an excellent plot, very good friends. What a frosty-spirited rogue this is ! Why, my Lord of York commends the plot, an, the general course of the action. By this hand, if I were now by this rascal, I could brain him with his lady's fan. Are there not my father, my uncle, and myself, Lord Edmund Mortimer, my Lord of York, and Owen Glendower? Is there not, besides, the Douglas ? Have I not all their letters, to meet me in arms by the ninth of next month? And are there not some of them set forward already. What a Pagan rascal is this ! an infidel! Ha! you shall see now, in very sincerity of fear and cold heart will he to the King, and lay open all our proceedings. O, I could divide myself, and go to buffets, for moving such a dish of skimmed milk with so honourable an action. Hang him, let him tell the King. We are prepared, I will set forward to night.
KING JOHN AND HUBERT.
Hub. My lord, they say five moons were seen to-night : Four fixed, and the fifth did whirl about The other four in wond'rous motion.
K. John. Five moons ?
Hub. Old men and beldams in the streets Do prophesy upon it dangerously. Young Arthur's death is coinmon in their mouths ; And when they talk of him, they shake their heads, And whisper one another in the ear; And he that speaks doth gripe the hearer's wrist; Whilst he that hears makes fearful action, With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes. I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet), Told of a many thousand warlike French That were embattl'd and rank'd in Kent: Another lean unwash'd artificer Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death. K. John. Why seek'st thou to posseßs me with these
Hub. Here is your hand and seal for what I did.
But, taking note of thy abhorr'd aspect,
Hub. My lord--
Hub. Arm you against your other enemies ;