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- 1 44 The Second Part of
But good my lords take off my croVne,
Remove my chair a little backe, and set me right.
Ambo. And please your grace, the crowne is taken
away.
Hen. 4- The Crowne taken away,
Good my lord of Oxford, go see who hath done
this deed:
No doubt tis some vilde traitor that hath done it,
To depriue my sonne. They that would do it
now
Would seeke to scrape and scrawle for it after
my death.
Enter Lord of Oxford with the Prince.
Oxf. Here and please your Grace,
Is my Lord the yong Prince with the Crowne.
Hen. 4' Why how now my sonne ?
I had thought the last time I had you in schooling*
And do you now begin againe?
Doest thou thinke the time so long
That thou wouldest haue it before the
Breath be out of my mouth?
Hen. 5. Most soueraign Lord, and welbeloued
father,
I came into your Chamber to comfort the melancholy
Soule of your bodie, and finding you at that
time
Past all recouerie, and dead to my thinking,
God is my witness: and what should I doo
But with weeping tears lament the death of you
my father,
And after that seeing the Crowne I tooke it:
And tell me my father, who might better take
it then I,
After your death? But seeing you Hue
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