Act 3 - Scene 1
Westminster. The palace.
Enter KING HENRY IV in his nightgown, with a Page KING HENRY IV
Go call the Earls of Surrey and of Warwick; But, ere they come, bid them o'er-read these letters, And well
consider of them; make good speed.
Exit Page
How many thousand of my poorest subjects Are at this hour asleep! O sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's
soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses
in forgetfulness? Why rather, sleep, liest thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee And
hush'd with buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfumed chambers of the great, Under the
canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sound of sweetest melody? O thou dull god, why liest thou with
the vile In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch A watch-case or a common 'larum-bell? Wilt thou
upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious
surge And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous
heads and hanging them With deafening clamour in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself
awakes? Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude, And in the
calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then happy
low, lie down! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Enter WARWICK and SURREY WARWICK
Many good morrows to your majesty! KING HENRY IV
Is it good morrow, lords? WARWICK
'Tis one o'clock, and past. KING HENRY IV
Why, then, good morrow to you all, my lords. Have you read o'er the letters that I sent you? WARWICK
We have, my liege. KING HENRY IV
Then you perceive the body of our kingdom How foul it is; what rank diseases grow And with what danger,
near the heart of it. WARWICK
It is but as a body yet distemper'd; Which to his former strength may be restored With good advice and
little medicine: My Lord Northumberland will soon be cool'd.
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