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King Henry the Fourth.

PART II.

BY

WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE.

ACCURATELY PRINTED

FROM THE TEXT OF

MR. STEEVENS'S LAST EDITION.

King Henry the Fourth:

Henry, Prince of Wales, afterwards Kingy

Henry V.

Thomas, Duke of Clarence;

Prince John of Lancaster, afterwards

(2 Henry V.) Duke of Bedford;

Prince Humphrey of Glo'ster, afterwards
(2 Henry V.) Duke of Glo'ster.

Earl of Warwick;

his Sons.

Earl of Westmoreland; of the King's Party.
Gower; Harcourt;

Lord Chief Justice of the King's Bench.

A Gentleman altending on the Chief Justice.

Earl of Northumberland;

Scroop, Archbishop of York;

Lord Mowbray; Lord Hastings;

Enemies to the

King.

Lord Bardolph; Sir John Colevile;

Travers and Morton, Domesticks of Northumberland.

Falstaff, Bardolph, Pistol, and Page.

Poins and Peto, Attendants on Prince Henry.

Shallow and Silence, Country Justices,

Davy, Servant to Shallow.

Mouldy, Shadow, Wart, Feeble, and Bullcalf, Recruits.

Fang and Snare, Sheriff's Officers.

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Lords and other Attendants; Officers, Soldiers, Messenger,

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Drawers, Beadles, Grooms, &c.

SCENE, England.

INDUCTION.

WARKWORTH. BEFORE NORTHUMBERLAND'S

CASTLE.

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Enter Rumour, painted full of tongues.

Rum. Open your ears; For which of you will stop The vent of hearing, when loud Rumour speaks? I, from the orient to the drooping west, Making the wind my posthorse, still unfold The acts commenced on this ball of earth: Upon my tongues continual slanders ride; The which in every language I pronounce, Stuffing the ears of men with false reports. I speak of peace, while covert enmity, Under the smile of safety, wounds the world: And who but Rumour, who but only I, Make fearful musters, and prepar'd defence; Whilst the big year, swol'n with some other grief,

Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war,

And so such matter? Rumour is a pipe

Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures;
And of so easy and so plain a stop,

That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
The still-discordant wavering multitude,
Can play upon it. But what need I thus
My well-known body to anatomize
Among my houshold? Why is Rumour here?

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