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More than thou hast, and with it joy thy felf:
Enter Exton with a Coffin.
Bulling. Exton I thank thee not, for thou hast wrought
Exton. From your own Mouth, my Lord, did I this Deed. · Bulling. They love not Poison, that do Poison need; Nor do I thee, though I did with him dead; I hate the Murtherer, love him murthered. The Guilt of Conscience take thou for thy Labour, But neither my good Word, nor princely Favour.. With Cain go wander through the Shades of Night, And never thew thy Head by Day, nor Light. Lords, I protest my Soul is full of Wo, That Blood should spinkle me, and make me grow. Come mourn with me, for that I do lament, And put on sullen Black incontinent: I'll make a Voyage to the Holy-Land, To wash this Blood off from my guilty Hand. March fadly after, grace my Mourning here, In weeping after this untimely Bier.
IT ING Henry the Fourth.
Henry, Prince of Wales, } Sons to the King. Prince John of Lancaster, men Worcester, Hot-spur, Mortimer, Archbishop of York,“. Enemies to the King. Dowglass, Owen Glendower, Sir Richard Vernon, Sir Michell, Westmorland, of the King's Party. Sir Walter Blunt, s Lords attending the King. Sir John Falstaff. Poins. Gads-hill. Peto. Bardolph. Lady Percy, Wife to Hot-spur. Lady Mortimer, Daughter to Glendower, and Wife
to Mortimer. Hostess. Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain, Drawers, 2 Car
riers, Travellers, and Attendants.