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- King Henry the Fourth, IV. v $*
Had found some months asleep and leap'd themover. 124
Cla. The river hath thrice flow'd, no ebb between;
And the old folk, time's doting chronicles,
Say it did so a little time before
That our great-grandsire, Edward, sick'd and died. 128
War. Speak lower, princes, for the king recovers.
Glo. This apoplexy will certain be his end.
King. I pray you take me up, and bear me hence
Into some other chamber: softly, pray. 132
[Attendants and Lords take the King up, convey
him into an inner room, and lay him upon
a bed.]
Scene Five
[Another Chamber
King Henry lying on a bed: Clarence, Gloucester,
Warwick, and Others in attendance.']
King. Let there be no noise made, my gentle
friends ;
Unless some dull and favourable hand
Will whisper music to my weary spirit.
War. Call for the music in the other room. 4
King. Set me the crown upon my pillow here.
Cla. His eye is hollow, and he changes much.
War. Less noise, less noise !
Enter Prince Henry.
Prince. Who saw the Duke of Clarence?
Cla. I am here, brother, full of heaviness. 8
Prince. How now! rain within doors, and none
abroad !
2 dull: soothing, drowsy
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