King Henry
King Henry IV, Part 1（#1115）
作者：Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616
体例：题 章数：167
字数：113,640 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 167 题- Bar. Long liue the King
- David Reed
- The First Part of Henry the Fourth
- West. A Conquest for a Prince to boast of
- Prin. Well, how then? Come roundly, roundly
- Prin. No, thou shalt
- Fal. Shall I? O rare! Ile be a braue Iudge
- Prin. Or an old Lyon, or a Louers Lute
- Fal. Yea, or the Drone of a Lincolnshire Bagpipe
- Prin. Thou didst well: for no man regards it
- Prin. Good morrow Ned
- Prin. Else he had damn'd cozening the diuell
- Poy. You will chops
- Prin. Well then, once in my dayes Ile be a mad-cap
- Fal. Why, that's well said
- Prin. Well, come what will, Ile tarry at home
- Fal. Ile be a Traitor then, when thou art King
- Prin. I care not
- Prin. But I doubt they will be too hard for vs
- Exit Pointz
- Nor. My Lord
- Hot. I cry you mercy
- Wor. Heare you Cousin: a word
- Nor. At Barkley Castle
- Hot. I haue done insooth
- Nor. Before the game's a-foot, thou still let'st slip
- Wor. And so they shall
- Hot. Infaith it is exceedingly well aym'd
- Hot. He does, he does; wee'l be reueng'd on him
- Nor. Farewell good Brother, we shall thriue, I trust
- Exit
- Gad. I prethee lend me thine
- Fal. Poines, Poines, and be hang'd Poines
- Gad. Stand
- Fal. So I do against my will
- Fal. You lie you rogue, 'tis going to the Kings Tauern
- Gad. There's enough to make vs all
- Fal. To be hang'd
- Prin. Wee'l leaue that to the proofe
- Fal. Now cannot I strike him, if I should be hang'd
- Theeues. Stay
- Tra. Iesu blesse vs
- Tra. O, we are vndone, both we and ours for euer
- Prin. Your money
- How now Kate, I must leaue you within these two hours
- Hot. What Horse? A Roane, a crop eare, is it not
- Ser. It is my Lord
- La. But heare you, my lord
- Poines. Francis
- Prin. Thou art perfect
- Prince. Come hither Francis
- Fran. My Lord
- Fran. Anon, anon sir
- Poin. Francis
- Fran. Anon, anon sir
- Fran. Anon sir, pray you stay a little, my Lord
- Poin. Francis
- Fran. Anon, anon
- Fran. My Lord
- Poin. Anon, anon sir
- A plague of all Cowards still, say I
- Falst. Sixteene, at least, my Lord
- Gad. And bound them
- Peto. No, no, they were not bound
- Prince. What, foure? thou sayd'st but two, euen now
- Falst. Foure Hal, I told thee foure
- Poin. I, I, he said foure
- Prince. Seuen? why there were but foure, euen now
- Falst. In buckrom
- Poin. I, foure, in Buckrom Sutes
- Falst. Seuen, by these Hilts, or I am a Villaine else
- Prin. Prethee let him alone, we shall haue more anon
- Prin. So, two more alreadie
- Falst. Their Points being broken
- Poin. Downe fell his Hose
- Poin. Marke Iacke
- Enter Hostesse
- Bard. 'Faith, I ranne when I saw others runne
- Bard. Choler, my Lord, if rightly taken
- Falst. You haue hit it
- Prin. So did he neuer the Sparrow
- Prin. Yes Iacke, vpon instinct
- Prin. Well, heere is my Legge
- Falst. And heere is my speech: stand aside Nobilitie
- Hostesse. This is excellent sport, yfaith
- Prin. Well, heere I am set
- Falst. And heere I stand: iudge my Masters
- Prin. The complaints I heare of thee, are grieuous
- Falst. My Lord, the man I know
- Prince. I know thou do'st
- Hostesse. O, my Lord, my Lord
- Prince. And thou a naturall Coward, without instinct
- Car. As fat as Butter
- She. Good Night, my Noble Lord
- Prince. Let's see, what be they? reade them
- Glend. I say the Earth did shake when I was borne
- Mort. Peace cousin Percy, you will make him mad
- Glend. I can call Spirits from the vastie Deepe
- Glend. Not winde? it shall, it must, you see it doth
- Hotsp. Ile haue it so, a little Charge will doe it
- Glend. Ile not haue it alter'd
- Glend. Come, you shall haue Trent turn'd
- Mort. Fie, Cousin Percy, how you crosse my Father
- Mort. O, I am Ignorance it selfe in this
- Lady. Then be still
- Hotsp. Neyther, 'tis a Womans fault
- Lady. Now God helpe thee
- Hotsp. To the Welsh Ladies Bed
- Hotsp. Come, Ile haue your Song too
- Lady. Not mine, in good sooth
- Lady. I will not sing
- How now good Blunt? thy Lookes are full of speed
- Bard. Why, Sir Iohn, my Face does you no harme
- Bard. I would my Face were in your Belly
- Falst. Goe to, I know you well enough
- Falst. Hee had his part of it, let him pay
- Hostesse. Hee? alas hee is poore, hee hath nothing
- Hostesse. My Lord, I pray you heare me
- Hostesse. Good, my Lord, heare mee
- Falst. Prethee let her alone, and list to mee
- Prince. A Trifle, some eight-penny matter
- Fal. Yea, if he said my Ring was Copper
- Bard. Do my Lord
- Prin. I haue procured thee Iacke, A Charge of Foot
- Prin. Bardolph
- Bar. My Lord
- Mess. These Letters come from your Father
- Hotsp. My Cousin Vernon, welcome by my Soule
- Wor. I by my faith, that beares a frosty sound
- Bard. This Bottle makes an Angell
- Prince. I did neuer see such pittifull Rascals
- Hotsp. Wee'le fight with him to Night
- Worc. It may not be
- Dowg. You giue him then aduantage
- Vern. Not a whit
- Hotsp. His is certaine, ours is doubtfull
- Worc. Good Cousin be aduis'd, stirre not to night
- Vern. Doe not, my Lord
- Dowg. Yea, or to night
- Vern. Content
- Hotsp. To night, say I
- Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this
- Blunt. I would you would accept of Grace and Loue
- Hotsp. And't may be, so wee shall
- Sir Mich. My good Lord, I guesse their tenor
- Arch. No, Mortimer is not there
- Prin. Peace, Chewet, peace
- Fal. I would it were bed time Hal, and all well
- Prin. Why, thou ow'st heauen a death
- Ver. 'Twere best he did
- Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the King
- Hot. Did you begge any? God forbid
- Mes. My Lord, heere are Letters for you
- Mes. My Lord prepare, the King comes on apace
- Blunt. They tell thee true
- Exit
- P.Ioh. Not I, My Lord, vnlesse I did bleed too
- West. Come my Lord, Ile leade you to your Tent
- Exit
- Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth
- Prin. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name
- Hot. My name is Harrie Percie
- Prin. Why, Percy I kill'd my selfe, and saw thee dead
- Iohn. This is the strangest Tale that e're I heard
- Exit
- King. With all my heart
- FINIS.