The Hollow Crown | Prince Hal and Henry V | Series 1, Henry IV, part 1

PRINCE HAL By his gates of breath There lies a downy feather which stirs not: ........ This sleep is sound indeed, this is a sleep That from this golden rigol hath divorced So many English kings. Thy due from me Is tears and heavy sorrows of the blood, Which nature, love, and filial tenderness, Shall, O dear father, pay thee plenteously: My due from thee is this imperial crown, ........ Which God shall guard: and put the world’s whole strength Into one giant arm, it shall not force This lineal honour from me. © NBC Universal/BBC Two/PBS