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But good my lords take off my crowne,

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.

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 liue 