Speeches (Lines) for Hotspur (Henry Percy)
in "Henry IV, Part I"
Total: 102

1

I,3,354

My liege, I did deny no prisoners.
But I remember, when the fight was done,...

2

I,3,418

Revolted Mortimer!
He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,...

3

I,3,452

An if the devil come and roar for them,
I will not send them: I will after straight...

4

I,3,459

Speak of Mortimer!
'Zounds, I will speak of him; and let my soul...

5

I,3,469

He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners;
And when I urged the ransom once again...

6

I,3,484

But soft, I pray you; did King Richard then
Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer...

7

I,3,488

Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
That wished him on the barren mountains starve....

8

I,3,525

If he fall in, good night! or sink or swim:
Send danger from the east unto the west,...

9

I,3,532

By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap,
To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon,...

10

I,3,543

I cry you mercy.

11

I,3,546

I'll keep them all;
By God, he shall not have a Scot of them;...

12

I,3,553

Nay, I will; that's flat:
He said he would not ransom Mortimer;...

13

I,3,563

All studies here I solemnly defy,
Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:...

14

I,3,574

Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourged with rods,
Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear...

15

I,3,585

You say true:
Why, what a candy deal of courtesy...

16

I,3,594

I have done, i' faith.

17

I,3,606

Of York, is it not?

18

I,3,614

I smell it: upon my life, it will do well.

19

I,3,616

Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot;
And then the power of Scotland and of York,...

20

I,3,620

In faith, it is exceedingly well aim'd.

21

I,3,629

He does, he does: we'll be revenged on him.

22

I,3,639

Uncle, Adieu: O, let the hours be short
Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport!

23

II,3,858

'But for mine own part, my lord, I could be well
contented to be there, in respect of the love I bear...

24

II,3,924

What, ho!
[Enter Servant]...

25

II,3,928

Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?

26

II,3,930

What horse? a roan, a crop-ear, is it not?

27

II,3,932

That roan shall by my throne.
Well, I will back him straight: O esperance!...

28

II,3,937

What say'st thou, my lady?

29

II,3,939

Why, my horse, my love, my horse.

30

II,3,947

So far afoot, I shall be weary, love.

31

II,3,952

Away,
Away, you trifler! Love! I love thee not,...

32

II,3,964

Come, wilt thou see me ride?
And when I am on horseback, I will swear...

33

II,3,978

Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate:
Whither I go, thither shall you go too;...

34

III,1,1545

Lord Mortimer, and cousin Glendower,
Will you sit down?...

35

III,1,1554

And you in hell, as oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.

36

III,1,1560

Why, so it would have done at the same season, if
your mother's cat had but kittened, though yourself...

37

III,1,1564

And I say the earth was not of my mind,
If you suppose as fearing you it shook.

38

III,1,1567

O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire,
And not in fear of your nativity....

39

III,1,1593

I think there's no man speaks better Welsh.
I'll to dinner.

40

III,1,1597

Why, so can I, or so can any man;
But will they come when you do call for them?

41

III,1,1601

And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil
By telling truth: tell truth and shame the devil....

42

III,1,1611

Home without boots, and in foul weather too!
How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?

43

III,1,1639

Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here,
In quantity equals not one of yours:...

44

III,1,1658

I'll have it so: a little charge will do it.

45

III,1,1660

Will not you?

46

III,1,1662

Who shall say me nay?

47

III,1,1664

Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh.

48

III,1,1671

Marry,
And I am glad of it with all my heart:...

49

III,1,1681

I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land
To any well-deserving friend;...

50

III,1,1693

I cannot choose: sometime he angers me
With telling me of the mouldwarp and the ant,...

51

III,1,1735

Well, I am school'd: good manners be your speed!
Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.

52

III,1,1778

Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down: come,
quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap.

53

III,1,1782

Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh;
And 'tis no marvel he is so humorous....

54

III,1,1788

I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish.

55

III,1,1790

No.

56

III,1,1792

Neither;'tis a woman's fault.

57

III,1,1794

To the Welsh lady's bed.

58

III,1,1796

Peace! she sings.

59

III,1,1798

Come, Kate, I'll have your song too.

60

III,1,1800

Not yours, in good sooth! Heart! you swear like a
comfit-maker's wife. 'Not you, in good sooth,' and...

61

III,1,1812

'Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be red-breast
teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I'll away...

62

IV,1,2220

Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth
In this fine age were not thought flattery,...

63

IV,1,2232

Do so, and 'tis well.
[Enter a Messenger with letters]...

64

IV,1,2236

Letters from him! why comes he not himself?

65

IV,1,2238

'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick
In such a rustling time? Who leads his power?...

66

IV,1,2249

Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth infect
The very life-blood of our enterprise;...

67

IV,1,2264

A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off:
And yet, in faith, it is not; his present want...

68

IV,1,2279

A rendezvous, a home to fly unto.
If that the devil and mischance look big...

69

IV,1,2298

You strain too far.
I rather of his absence make this use:...

70

IV,1,2310

My cousin Vernon, welcome, by my soul.

71

IV,1,2314

No harm: what more?

72

IV,1,2319

He shall be welcome too. Where is his son,
The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales,...

73

IV,1,2337

No more, no more: worse than the sun in March,
This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come:...

74

IV,1,2356

What may the king's whole battle reach unto?

75

IV,1,2358

Forty let it be:
My father and Glendower being both away,...

76

IV,3,2452

We'll fight with him to-night.

77

IV,3,2456

Why say you so? looks he not for supply?

78

IV,3,2458

His is certain, ours is doubtful.

79

IV,3,2472

To-night, say I.

80

IV,3,2482

So are the horses of the enemy
In general, journey-bated and brought low:...

81

IV,3,2491

Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; and would to God
You were of our determination!...

82

IV,3,2511

The king is kind; and well we know the king
Knows at what time to promise, when to pay....

83

IV,3,2549

Then to the point.
In short time after, he deposed the king;...

84

IV,3,2567

Not so, Sir Walter: we'll withdraw awhile.
Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd...

85

IV,3,2573

And may be so we shall.

86

V,2,2799

My uncle is return'd:
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland....

87

V,2,2804

Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.

88

V,2,2808

Did you beg any? God forbid!

89

V,2,2821

O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
And that no man might draw short breath today...

90

V,2,2843

Cousin, I think thou art enamoured
On his follies: never did I hear...

91

V,2,2855

I cannot read them now.
O gentlemen, the time of life is short!...

92

V,2,2866

I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale,
For I profess not talking; only this—...

93

V,3,2895

O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,
never had triumph'd upon a Scot.

94

V,3,2898

Where?

95

V,3,2900

This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well:
A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt;...

96

V,3,2906

The king hath many marching in his coats.

97

V,3,2910

Up, and away!
Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.

98

V,4,3016

If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.

99

V,4,3018

My name is Harry Percy.

100

V,4,3026

Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come
To end the one of us; and would to God...

101

V,4,3032

I can no longer brook thy vanities.

102

V,4,3040

O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth!
I better brook the loss of brittle life...