The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 4 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 4 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Hot._ I cry you mercy.
_Wor._ Those same noble Scots[2187]
That are your prisoners,--[2187]
_Hot._ I'll keep them all;
By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;[2188]
No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not: 215
I'll keep them, by this hand.
_Wor._ You start away
And lend no ear unto my purposes.
Those prisoners you shall keep.
_Hot._ Nay, I will; that's flat:[2189]
He said he would not ransom Mortimer;
Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer; 220
But I will find him when he lies asleep,
And in his ear I'll holla 'Mortimer!'[2190]
Nay,[2191]
I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak[2191]
Nothing but 'Mortimer,' and give it him,[2192] 225
To keep his anger still in motion.
_Wor._ Hear you, cousin; a word.[2193]
_Hot._ All studies here I solemnly defy,
Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:
And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales, 230
But that I think his father loves him not
And would be glad he met with some mischance,
I would have him poison'd with a pot of ale.[2194]
_Wor._ Farewell, kinsman: I'll talk to you[2195]
When you are better temper'd to attend. 235
_North._ Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool[2196]
Art thou to break into this woman's mood,
Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own![2197]
_Hot._ Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods,
Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear 240
Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
In Richard's time,--what do you call the place?--[2198]
A plague upon it, it is in Gloucestershire;[2199]
'Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept.
His uncle York; where I first bow'd my knee 245
Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,--[2200]
'Sblood!--[2201]
When you and he came back from Ravenspurgh.
_North._ At Berkley-castle.
_Hot._ You say true: 250
Why, what a candy deal of courtesy[2202]
This fawning greyhound then did proffer me![2203]
Look, 'when his infant fortune came to age,'[2204]
And 'gentle Harry Percy,' and 'kind cousin;'
O, the devil take such cozeners! God forgive me![2205] 255
Good uncle, tell your tale; I have done.[2206][2207]
_Wor._ Nay, if you have not, to it again;[2206][2208][2209]
We will stay your leisure.[2206][2208]
_Hot._ I have done, i' faith.[2210]
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