No Fear Shakespeare
Henry IV Part 1
Act 3, Scene 1, Page 10
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HOTSPUR
Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh,
And ’tis no marvel he is so humorous.
By 'r Lady, he is a good musician.
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HOTSPUR
Now I see that the devil understands Welsh; it’s no surprise he’s so moody. By God, he’s a good musician.
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LADY PERCY
Then should you be nothing but musical, for you are
altogether governed by humors. Lie still, you thief, and hear
the lady sing in Welsh.
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LADY PERCY
Then you should be incredibly musical, for you’re the moodiest man alive. Lie still, you thief. Listen to the lady sing in Welsh.
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HOTSPUR
I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish.
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HOTSPUR
I’d rather hear Lady, my dog, howl in Irish.
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LADY PERCY
Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
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LADY PERCY
Do you want your head broken in?
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HOTSPUR
No.
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HOTSPUR
No.
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LADY PERCY
Then be still.
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LADY PERCY
Then be still.
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HOTSPUR
Neither;’tis a woman’s fault.
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HOTSPUR
Never; that’s a womanly trait.
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LADY PERCY
Now God help thee!
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LADY PERCY
Now God help you—
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HOTSPUR
To the Welsh lady’s bed.
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HOTSPUR
Into the Welsh lady’s bed!
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LADY PERCY
What’s that?
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LADY PERCY
What did you say?
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HOTSPUR
Peace, she sings.
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HOTSPUR
Quiet! She’s singing.
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Here THE LADY sings a Welsh song |
THE LADY sings a Welsh song. |
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HOTSPUR
Come, Kate, I’ll have your song too.
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HOTSPUR
Come on, Kate. I want to hear your song, too.
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LADY PERCY
Not mine, in good sooth.
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LADY PERCY
Not mine, darn it.
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