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king henry iv part 1(亨利四世i)-第7章

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I doubt not but to die a fair death for all this; if I scape hanging for killing 

that   rogue。   I   have   forsworn   his   company   hourly   any   time   this   two…and… 

twenty   years;   and   yet   I   am   bewitch'd   with   the   rogue's   company。   If   the 

rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him; I'll be hang'd。 It 

could not be else。 I have drunk medicines。 Poins! Hal! A plague upon you 

both! Bardolph! Peto! I'll starve ere I'll rob a foot further。 An 'twere not as 

good a deed as drink to turn true man and to leave these rogues; I am the 

veriest varlet that ever chewed with a tooth。 Eight yards of uneven ground 

is threescore and ten miles afoot with me; and the stony…hearted villains 

know it well enough。 A plague upon it when thieves cannot be true one to 

another! (They whistle。) Whew! A plague upon you all! Give me my horse; 

you   rogues!   give   me   my   horse   and   be   hang'd!   Prince。   'comes   forward' 

Peace; ye fat…guts! Lie down; lay thine ear close to the ground; and list if 

thou canst hear the tread of travellers。 Fal。 Have you any levers to lift me 

up again; being down? 'Sblood; I'll not bear mine own flesh so far afoot 

again for all the coin in thy father's exchequer。 What a plague mean ye to 

colt me thus? Prince。 Thou liest; thou art not colted; thou art uncolted。 Fal。 

I prithee; good Prince Hal; help me to my horse; good king's son。 Prince。 

Out; ye rogue! Shall I be your ostler? Fal。 Go hang thyself in thine own 

heir…apparent garters! If I be ta'en; I'll peach for this。 An I have not ballads 

made on you all; and sung to filthy tunes; let a cup of sack be my poison。 

When a jest is so forward… and afoot too… I hate it。 



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       Enter Gadshill; 'Bardolph and Peto with him'。 

       Gads。 Stand! Fal。 So I do; against my will。 Poins。 'comes fortward' O; 

'tis our setter。 I know his voice。 Bardolph; what news? Bar。 Case ye; case 

ye! On with your vizards! There's money of the King's coming down the 

hill; 'tis going to the King's exchequer。 Fal。 You lie; ye rogue! 'Tis going to 

the King's tavern。 Gads。 There's enough to make us all。 Fal。 To be hang'd。 

Prince。 Sirs; you four shall front them in the narrow lane; Ned Poins and I 

will walk lower。 If they scape from your encounter; then they light on us。 

Peto。 How many be there of them? Gads。 Some eight or ten。 Fal。 Zounds; 

will   they   not   rob   us?   Prince。   What;   a   coward;   Sir   John  Paunch?    Fal。 

Indeed; I am not John of Gaunt; your grandfather; but yet no coward; Hal。 

Prince。   Well;   we   leave   that   to   the   proof。   Poins。   Sirrah   Jack;   thy   horse 

stands behind the hedge。 When thou need'st him; there thou shalt find him。 

Farewell and stand fast。 Fal。 Now cannot I strike him; if I should be hang'd。 

Prince。   'aside   to   Poins'   Ned;   where   are   our   disguises?   Poins。   'aside   to 

Prince' Here; hard by。 Stand close。 'Exeunt Prince and Poins。' Fal。 Now; 

my masters; happy man be his dole; say I。 Every man to his business。 

       Enter the Travellers。 

       Traveller。 Come; neighbour。 The boy shall lead our horses down the 

hill; We'll walk afoot awhile and ease our legs。 Thieves。 Stand! Traveller。 

Jesus bless us! Fal。 Strike! down with them! cut the villains' throats! Ah; 

whoreson caterpillars! bacon…fed knaves! they hate us youth。 Down with 

them! fleece them! Traveller。 O; we are undone; both we and ours for ever! 

Fal。 Hang ye; gorbellied knaves; are ye undone? No; ye fat chuffs; I would 

your store were here! On; bacons on! What; ye knaves! young men must 

live。 You are grandjurors; are ye? We'll jure ye; faith! Here they rob and 

bind them。 Exeunt。 

       Enter the Prince and Poins 'in buckram suits'。 

       Prince。 The thieves have bound the true men。 Now could thou and I 

rob the thieves and go merrily to London; it would be argument for a week; 

laughter for a month; and a good jest for ever。 Poins。 Stand close! I hear 

them coming。 'They stand aside。' 

       Enter the Thieves again。 

       Fal。 Come; my masters; let us share; and then to horse before day。 An 



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the Prince and Poins be not two arrant cowards; there's no equity stirring。 

There's no more valour in that Poins than in a wild duck。 

       'As they are sharing; the Prince and Poins set upon them。 THey all 

run away; and   Falstaff; after a blow or two; runs awasy  too; leaving the 

booty behind them。' 

       Prince。 Your money! Poins。 Villains! 

       Prince。 Got with much ease。 Now merrily to horse。 The thieves are 

scattered; and possess'd with fear So strongly that they dare not meet each 

other。   Each   takes  his  fellow   for   an  officer。  Away;  good   Ned。   Falstaff 

sweats to death And lards the lean earth as he walks along。 Were't not for 

laughing; I should pity him。 Poins。 How the rogue roar'd! Exeunt。 



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                      SCENE III。 Warkworth Castle。 



     Enter Hotspur solus; reading a letter。 

       Hot。 'But; for mine own part; my lord; I could be well contented to be 

there;   in   respect   of   the   love   I   bear   your   house。'   He   could   be   contented… 

why is he not then? In respect of the love he bears our house! He shows in 

this he loves his own barn better than he loves our house。 Let me see some 

more。 'The purpose you undertake is dangerous'… Why; that's certain! 'Tis 

dangerous to take a cold; to sleep; to drink; but I tell you; my lord fool; out 

of   this  nettle;  danger;    we   pluck   this  flower;   safety。   'The   purpose    you 

undertake   is   dangerous;   the   friends   you   have   named   uncertain;   the   time 

itself   unsorted;   and   your   whole   plot   too   light   for   the   counterpoise   of   so 

great an opposition。' Say you so; say you so? I say unto you again; you are 

a shallow; cowardly hind; and you lie。 What a lack…brain is this! By  the 

Lord; our plot is a good plot as ever was laid; our friends true and constant: 

a good plot; good friends; and full of expectation; an excellent plot; very 

good friends。 What a frosty…spirited rogue is this! Why; my Lord of York 

commends the plot and the general course of the 

       action。 Zounds; an I were now by this rascal; I could brain him with 

his lady's fan。 Is there not my father; my uncle; and myself; Lord Edmund 

Mortimer; my Lord of York; and Owen Glendower? Is there not; besides; 

the Douglas? Have I not all their letters to meet me in arms by the ninth of 

the next month; and are they not some of them s
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