{"product_id":"henry-iv-part-1-isbn-9780812969245","title":"Henry IV, Part 1","description":"Henry IV sits on a usurped throne, his conscience and his nobles in revolt, while his son Hal is immersed in a self-indulgent life of revelry with the notorious Sir John Falstaff. Shakespeare explores questions of kingship and honor in this masterly mingling of history, comedy, and tragedy.   \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUnder the editorial supervision of Jonathan Bate and Eric Rasmussen, two of today’s most accomplished Shakespearean scholars, this Modern Library series incorporates definitive texts and authoritative notes from \u003cb\u003eWilliam Shakespeare: Complete Works\u003c\/b\u003e. Each play includes an Introduction as well as an overview of Shakespeare’s theatrical career; commentary on past and current productions based on interviews with leading directors, actors, and designers; scene-by-scene analysis; key facts about the work; a chronology of Shakespeare’s life and times; and black-and-white illustrations. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIdeal for students, theater professionals, and general readers, these modern and accessible editions from the Royal Shakespeare Company set a new standard in Shakespearean literature for the twenty-first century.William Shakespeare was born in Stratford-upon-Avon in April 1564, and his birth is traditionally celebrated on April 23.  The facts of his life, known from surviving documents, are sparse.  He was one of eight children born to John Shakespeare, a merchant of some standing in his community.  William probably went to the King’s New School in Stratford, but he had no university education.  In November 1582, at the age of eighteen, he married Anne Hathaway, eight years his senior, who was pregnant with their first child, Susanna.  She was born on May 26, 1583.  Twins, a boy, Hamnet ( who would die at age eleven), and a girl, Judith, were born in 1585.  By 1592 Shakespeare had gone to London working as an actor and already known as a playwright.  A rival dramatist, Robert Greene, referred to him as “an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers.”  Shakespeare became a principal shareholder and playwright of the successful acting troupe, the Lord  Chamberlain’s Men (later under James I, called the King’s Men).  In 1599 the Lord Chamberlain’s Men built and occupied the Globe Theater in Southwark near the Thames River.  Here many of Shakespeare’s plays were performed by the most famous actors of his time, including Richard Burbage, Will Kempe, and Robert Armin.  In addition to his 37 plays, Shakespeare had a hand in others, including \u003ci\u003eSir Thomas More\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Two Noble Kinsmen\u003c\/i\u003e, and he wrote poems, including \u003ci\u003eVenus and Adonis\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eThe Rape of Lucrece\u003c\/i\u003e. His 154 sonnets were published, probably without his authorization, in 1609.  In 1611 or 1612 he gave up his lodgings in London and devoted more and more time to retirement in Stratford, though he continued writing such plays as \u003cb\u003eThe Tempest\u003c\/b\u003e and \u003cb\u003eHenry VII\u003c\/b\u003e until about 1613.  He died on April 23 1616, and was buried in Holy Trinity Church, Stratford.  No collected edition of his plays was published during his life-time, but in 1623 two members of his acting company, John Heminges and Henry Condell, put together the great collection now called the First Folio.Chapter 1\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAct 1 Scene 1 running scene 1\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eEnter the King, Lord John of Lancaster, [the] Earl of Westmorland, with others\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKING HENRY IV So shaken as we are, so wan with care,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFind we a time for frighted peace to pant,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd breathe short-winded accents of new broils\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo be commenced in strands afar remote.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNo more the thirsty entrance of this soil\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShall daub her lips with her own children’s blood.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNo more shall trenching war channel her fields,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNor bruise her flow’rets with the armèd hoofs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf hostile paces. Those opposèd eyes,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAll of one nature, of one substance bred,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDid lately meet in the intestine shock\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd furious close of civil butchery\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMarch all one way and be no more opposed\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAgainst acquaintance, kindred and allies.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe edge of war, like an ill-sheathèd knife,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNo more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs far as to the sepulchre of Christ —\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhose soldier now, under whose blessèd cross\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWe are impressèd and engaged to fight —\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eForthwith a power of English shall we levy,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhose arms were moulded in their mother’s womb\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo chase these pagans in those holy fields\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOver whose acres walked those blessèd feet\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich fourteen hundred years ago were nailed\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor our advantage on the bitter cross.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut this our purpose is a twelvemonth old,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd bootless ’tis to tell you we will go:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTherefore we meet not now.— Then let me hear\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf you, my gentle cousin Westmorland,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat yesternight our council did decree\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn forwarding this dear expedience.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWESTMORLAND My liege, this haste was hot in question,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd many limits of the charge set down\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut yesternight, when all athwart there came\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA post from Wales loaden with heavy news;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhose worst was that the noble Mortimer,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLeading the men of Herefordshire to fight\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAgainst the irregular and wild Glendower,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWas by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd a thousand of his people butcherèd,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUpon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSuch beastly shameless transformation,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBy those Welshwomen done as may not be\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWithout much shame retold or spoken of.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKING HENRY IV It seems then that the tidings of this broil\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBrake off our business for the Holy Land.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWESTMORLAND This matched with other like, my gracious lord.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFar more uneven and unwelcome news\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCame from the north and thus it did report:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn Holy Rood day, the gallant Hotspur there,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYoung Harry Percy, and brave Archibald,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat ever-valiant and approvèd Scot,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt Holmedon met, where they did spend\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA sad and bloody hour,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAs by discharge of their artillery,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd shape of likelihood, the news was told,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor he that brought them, in the very heat\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd pride of their contention did take horse,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eUncertain of the issue any way.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKING HENRY IV Here is a dear and true industrious friend,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eStained with the variation of each soil\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBetwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Earl of Douglas is discomfited,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTen thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBalked in their own blood did Sir Walter see\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn Holmedon’s plains. Of prisoners, Hotspur took\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMordake, Earl of Fife, and eldest son\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo beaten Douglas, and the Earl of Athol,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf Murray, Angus, and Menteith.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd is not this an honourable spoil?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA gallant prize? Ha, cousin, is it not?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWESTMORLAND In faith, it is a conquest for a prince to boast of.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKING HENRY IV Yea, there thou mak’st me sad and mak’st me sin\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn envy that my Lord Northumberland\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eShould be the father of so blest a son:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eA son who is the theme of honour’s tongue;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAmongst a grove, the very straightest plant,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWho is sweet Fortune’s minion and her pride,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhilst I, by looking on the praise of him,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSee riot and dishonour stain the brow\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf my young Harry. O, that it could be proved\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat some night-tripping fairy had exchanged\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn cradle-clothes our children where they lay,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd called mine Percy, his Plantagenet:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThen would I have his Harry, and he mine.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf this young Percy’s pride? The prisoners,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich he in this adventure hath surprised,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo his own use he keeps, and sends me word\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWESTMORLAND This is his uncle’s teaching. This is Worcester,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMalevolent to you in all aspects,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich makes him prune himself, and bristle up\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe crest of youth against your dignity.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eKING HENRY IV But I have sent for him to answer this.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd for this cause awhile we must neglect\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOur holy purpose to Jerusalem.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCousin, on Wednesday next our council we\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWill hold at Windsor, and so inform the lords.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut come yourself with speed to us again,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor more is to be said and to be done\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThan out of anger can be utterèd.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWESTMORLAND I will, my liege. 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