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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
I cannot choose: sometime he angers me
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
With telling me of the mouldwarp and the ant,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
And of a dragon and a finless fish,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
A clip-wing'd griffin and a moulten raven,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
A couching lion and a ramping cat,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
As puts me from my faith. I tell you what,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
He held me last night at least nine hours
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
In reckoning up the several devils' names
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
That were his lackeys: I cried 'hum,' and 'well, go to,'
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
But mark'd him not a word. O, he is as tedious
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
As a tired horse, a railing wife,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Worse than a smoky house: I had rather live
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Than feed on cates and have him talk to me
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
In any summer-house in Christendom.
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Exceedingly well read, and profited
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
In strange concealments, valiant as a lion
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
And as wondrous affable and as bountiful
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
He holds your temper in a high respect
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
And curbs himself even of his natural scope
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
When you come 'cross his humour, faith, he does:
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
I warrant you, that man is not alive
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Might so have tempted him as you have done,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Without the taste of danger and reproof:
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MORTIMER
But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
In faith, my lord, you are too wilful-blame,
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
And since your coming hither have done enough
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
To put him quite beside his patience.
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault:
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Though sometimes it show greatness, courage, blood,--
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
And that's the dearest grace it renders you,--
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Defect of manners, want of government,
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Pride, haughtiness, opinion and disdain:
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EARL OF WORCESTER
The least of which haunting a nobleman
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Loseth men's hearts and leaves behind a stain
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
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Henry IV
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EARL OF WORCESTER
Beguiling them of commendation.
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Well, I am school'd: good manners be your speed!
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.
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HOTSPUR
Re-enter GLENDOWER with the ladies
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
This is the deadly spite that angers me,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.
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GLENDOWER
My daughter weeps: she will not part with you,
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GLENDOWER
She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars.
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Shall follow in your conduct speedily.
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MORTIMER
Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she answers him in the same
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
She is desperate here, a peevish self-wind harlotry,
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GLENDOWER
one that no persuasion can do good upon.
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GLENDOWER
The lady speaks in Welsh
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
I understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Which thou pour'st down from these swelling heavens
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
I am too perfect in, and, but for shame,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
In such a parley should I answer thee.
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MORTIMER
The lady speaks again in Welsh
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
I understand thy kisses and thou mine,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
And that's a feeling disputation:
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
But I will never be a truant, love,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Till I have learned thy language, for thy tongue
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn'd,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bower,
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
With ravishing division, to her lute.
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad.
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GLENDOWER
The lady speaks again in Welsh
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
O, I am ignorance itself in this!
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
And she will sing the song that pleaseth you
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep.
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
Making such difference 'twixt wake and sleep
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
As is the difference betwixt day and night
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
The hour before the heavenly-harness'd team
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
Begins his golden progress in the east.
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
With all my heart I'll sit and hear her sing:
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Henry IV
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MORTIMER
By that time will our book, I think, be drawn
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
Do so,
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GLENDOWER
And those musicians that shall play to you
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Henry IV
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GLENDOWER
Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,
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Henry IV
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3.1.229
GLENDOWER
And straight they shall be here: sit, and attend.
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down: come,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy lap.
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Henry IV
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LADY PERCY
Go, ye giddy goose.
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LADY PERCY
The music plays
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh,
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
And 'tis no marvel he is so humorous.
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
By'r lady, he is a good musician.
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LADY PERCY
Then should you be nothing but musical for you are
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Henry IV
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LADY PERCY
altogether governed by humours. Lie still, ye thief,
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Henry IV
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LADY PERCY
and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
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Henry IV
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3.1.239
HOTSPUR
I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in Irish.
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Henry IV
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3.1.240
LADY PERCY
Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
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Henry IV
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3.1.241
HOTSPUR
No.
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Henry IV
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3.1.242
LADY PERCY
Then be still.
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Henry IV
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HOTSPUR
Neither,'tis a woman's fault.