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K. Hen. The prince hath ta’en it hence :
seek him out. Is he so hasty, that he doth suppose My sleep my death? Find him, my lord of Warwick; chide him hither.
[Exit Warwick. This part of his conjoins with my disease, And helps to end me. See, sons, what things you
How quickly nature falls into revolt,
Their bones with industry;
Now, where is he, that will not stay so long
Re-enter PRINCE HENRY. Lo, where he comes. Come hither to me, Harry :Depart the chamber; leave us here alone.
[Exeunt Clarence, Prince Humphrey,
Lords, &c. P. Hen. I never thought to hear you speak again. K. Hen. Thy wish was father, Harry, to that
thought: I stay too long by thee; I weary thee. Dost thou so hunger for my empty chair, That thou wilt needs invest thee with mine honors Before thy hour be ripe? O foolish youth ! Thou seekʼst the greatness that will overwhelm
Stay but a little; for my cloud of dignity
Thou has confirmed my opinion.