Act 4 - Scene 4
Westminster. The Jerusalem Chamber.
Enter KING HENRY IV, the Princes Thomas of CLARENCE and Humphrey of GLOUCESTER, WARWICK,
and others KING HENRY IV
Now, lords, if God doth give successful end To this debate that bleedeth at our doors, We will our youth
lead on to higher fields And draw no swords but what are sanctified. Our navy is address'd, our power
collected, Our substitutes in absence well invested, And every thing lies level to our wish: Only, we want a
little personal strength; And pause us, till these rebels, now afoot, Come underneath the yoke of government. WARWICK
Both which we doubt not but your majesty Shall soon enjoy. KING HENRY IV
Humphrey, my son of Gloucester, Where is the prince your brother? GLOUCESTER
I think he's gone to hunt, my lord, at Windsor. KING HENRY IV
And how accompanied? GLOUCESTER
I do not know, my lord. KING HENRY IV
Is not his brother, Thomas of Clarence, with him? GLOUCESTER
No, my good lord; he is in presence here. CLARENCE
What would my lord and father? KING HENRY IV
Nothing but well to thee, Thomas of Clarence. How chance thou art not with the prince thy brother? He
loves thee, and thou dost neglect him, Thomas; Thou hast a better place in his affection Than all thy brothers: cherish
it, my boy, And noble offices thou mayst effect Of mediation, after I am dead, Between his greatness and
thy other brethren: Therefore omit him not; blunt not his love, Nor lose the good advantage of his grace By
seeming cold or careless of his will; For he is gracious, if he be observed: He hath a tear for pity and a
hand Open as day for melting charity: Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint, As humorous as
winter and as sudden As flaws congealed in the spring of day. His temper, therefore, must be well observed: Chide
him for faults, and do it reverently, When thou perceive his blood inclined to mirth; But, being moody, give
him line and scope, Till that his passions, like a whale on ground, Confound themselves with working.
Learn this, Thomas, And thou shalt prove a shelter to thy friends, A hoop of gold to bind thy brothers
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