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Henry IV by Wm Shakespeare Scene 2 Act 3 The King Speaks Henry IV by Wm Shakespeare Scene 2 Act 3 The King Speaks KING HENRY IV God pardon thee! yet let me wonder, Harry, At thy affections, which do hold a wing Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors. Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost. Which by thy younger brother is supplied, And art almost an alien to the hearts Of all the court and princes of my blood: The hope and expectation of thy time Is ruin'd, and the soul of every man Prophetically doth forethink thy fall. Had I so lavish of my presence been, So common-hackney'd in the eyes of men, So stale and cheap to vulgar company, Opinion, that did help me to the crown, Had still kept loyal to possession And left me in reputeless banishment, A fellow of no mark nor likelihood. By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wonder'd at; That men would tell their children 'This is he;' Others would say 'Where, which is Bolingbroke?' And then I stole all courtesy from heaven, And dress'd myself in such humility That I did pluck allegiance from men's hearts, Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths, Even in the presence of the crowned king. Thus did I keep my person fresh and new; My presence, like a robe pontifical, Ne'er seen but wonder'd at: and so my state, Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast And won by rareness such solemnity. The skipping king, he ambled up and down With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits, Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state, Mingled his royalty with capering ...

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Henry IV, Part I - Act 3 Subtitles available. Audio courtesy of LibriVox. Thank you to all the readers and everyone involved!

"Sweetest Love, I do not go" by John Donne (poetry reading) Here's a translation into more modern speech: "I really love you, Sweetie Pie, but I have to be moving on. It's not you, it's me, so don't blame yourself. All good things have to come to end, right? - even life itself, and the whole business is a joke really when you come to think about it. Truly. there isn't anybody else, I'm not tired of you: in fact I can't imagine anybody nicer than you. But it's always another day tomorrow, right? It's not like we can turn back time. Don't cry, that makes me unhappy because you're my soulmate and whatever you feel, I feel. I want you to be happy and that will make me happy too. If you really love me like you say you do, then you'll want whatever I want, and be happy for me. Don't go wishing that something bad will happen to me, because it just might and then you'll be sorry. Think of it this way, that it's like we just drifted off to sleep. We're not really splitting up at all. In the future we'll still love one another and we'll both always know that. It will keep us going through the years to come." It loses a little in translation, doesn't it? Except the sense: nothing changes, even over centuries. It's still the same old emotional blackmail guys use today, the manipulative ***s... Johnny was a real philanderer: he put it about a lot for a religious guy who was Dean of St. Paul's. He looks like a real player in that portrait, metro***ual, trendy and cool, with a neatly-trimmed 'tache - and dig that crazy, bebop hat! He had ...