Monologue

Hotspur Monologue from Henry IV, Part 1

From Henry IV, Part 1 by William Shakespeare

male · defiant · 41 sec

Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here, In quantity equals not one of yours. See how this river comes me cranking in, And cuts me from the best of all my land A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out. I’ll have the current in this place dammed up, And here the smug and silver Trent shall run In a new channel, fair and evenly. It shall not wind with such a deep indent, To rob me of so rich a bottom here.

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