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And thou shalt find a king, that will revenge P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest and dally
[Throws it at him, and erit.
If he do come in my way, so: if he do not, if I
come in his, willingly, let him make a carbonado Hot. O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holme- of me. I like not such grinning honour as sir don thus,
Walter hath : Give me lite : which if I can save, I never had triumph'd upon a Scot.
so; if not, honour comes unlooked for, and Doug: All's done, all's won; here breathless there's an end.
SCENE IV.-Another part of the field.
Henry, Prince John, and WESTMORELAND.
K. Hen. I pr’ythee,
P. Hen. I do beseech your majesty, make up, Doug. Now, by my sword, I will kill all his Lest your retirement do‘amaze your friends.
K. Hen. I will do so : coats ; I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece,
My lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent. Until I meet the king.
West. Come, my lord, I will lead you to your Hot. Up, and away;
tent. Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.
P. Hen. Lead me, my lord ? I do not need
And heaven forbid, a shallow scratch should drive
Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on, don, I fear the shot here; here's no scoring, but
P. John. We breathe too long :-Come, cousin upon the pate.—Soft! who art thou ? Sir Wal
Westmoreland, ter Blunt ;—there's honour for you: Here's no vanity!-Í am as hot as molten lead, and as
Our duty this way lies ; for God's sake, come.
[Exeunt Prince John and Westmoreland. heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine own bowels.— I have led
P. Hen. By heaven, thou hast deceiv'd me, my raggamuffins where they are peppered: there's I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:
K. Hen. I saw him hold lord Percy at the point,
With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Of such an ungrown warrior. P. Hen. What, stand’st thou idle here ? lend P. Hen. O, this boy me thy sword :
Lends mettle to us all!
[Erit. Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
Alarums. Enter Douglas.
That counterfeit'st the person of a king ?
grieves at heart,
Seek Percy and thyself, about the field :
Doug. I fear, thou art another counterfeit ;
But mine, I am sure, thou art, whoe'er thou be, But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; And thus I win thee.
And time, that takes survey of all the world, [They fight; the King being in danger, Must have a stop. 0, I could prophecy, enter Prince Henry.
But that the earthy and cold hand of death P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou Lies on my tongue :-No, Percy, thou art dust, art like
And food for
Dies. Never to hold it up again ! the spirits
P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy: Fare thee Of Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms:
well, great heart ! It is the prince of Wales, that threatens thee; Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk! Who never promiseth, but he means to pay.- When that this body did contain a spirit,
[They fight; Douglas flies. A kingdom for it was too small a bound; Cheerly, my lord; How fares your grace ?
two paces of the vilest earth Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succour sent, Is room enough :- This earth, that bears the And so hath Clifton : l’ll to Clifton straight.
dead, K. Hen. Stay, and breathe a while :
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman. Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion ;
If thou wert sensible of courtesy, And show'd, thou mak'st some tender of my life, I should not make so dear a show of zeal :In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me. But let my favours hide thy mangled face ! P. Hen. O heaven! they did me too much And, even in thy behalf, 1'11 thank myself injury,
For doing these fair rites of tenderness. That ever said, I hearken'd for your death. Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to hearen ! If it were so, I might have let alone
Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave, The insulting hand of Douglas over you ; But not remember'd in thy epitaph! Which would have been as speedy in your end,
[He sees Falstaff on the ground As all the poisonous potions in the world, What ! old acquaintance ! could not all this flesh And sav'd the treacherous labour of your son. Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell! K. Hen. Make up to Clifton, I'll to sir Nicholas I could have better spar'd a better man. Gawsey. [Exit King Henry. O, I should have a heavy miss of thee,
If I were much in love with vanity.
Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day, Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Mon- Though many dearer, in this bloody fray: mouth.
Embowell’d will I see thee by and by; P. Hen. Thou speak’st as if I would deny my Till then, in blood by noble Percy bie. [Eril.
Fal. ÇRising slowly.) Embowell’a! if thou Hot. My name is Harry Percy.
embowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder P. Hen. Why, then I see
me, and eat me too, to-morrow. 'Sblood, 'twas A very valiant rebel of the name.
time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot I am the prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I To share with me in glory any more :
lie, I am no counterfeit : To die, is to be a counTwo stars keep not their motion in one sphere ; terfeit ; for he is but the counterfeit of a man, Nor can one England brook a double reign, who hath not the life of a man : but to counterOf Harry Percy, and the prince of Wales. feit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be
Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of To end the one of us; And 'would to God, life indeed. The better part of valour is-disThy name in arms were now as great as mine! cretion ; in the which better part, I have saved
P. Hen. I'll makeitgreater, ere part from thee; my life. 'Zounds, I am afraid of this gunpowder And all the budding honours on thy crest Percy, though he be dead : How, if he should I'll crop, to make a garland for my head. counterfeit too, and rise ? I am afraid, he would Hot. I can no longer brook thy vanities. prove the better counterfeit. Therefore 12 make
[They fight. him sure: yea, and I'll swear I kill'd him. Why
may not he rise, as well as I ? Nothing confutes Enter FALSTAFF. me but eyes, and nobody sees me. Therefore
, Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal !-Nay, you sirrah, [Stabbing him.' with a new wound in shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you. your thigh, come you along with me.
[Takes Hotspur on his back. Enter Douglas; he fights with Falstaff, who falls down as if he were dead, and exit Douglas. Hotspur is wounded, and falls.
Re-enter Prince Henry and Prince Jorx. Hot.0, Harry, thou hast robb’dmeofmy youth, P. Hen. Come, brother John, full bravely hast I better brook the loss of brittle life,
thou flesh'a Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; Thy maiden sword. They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword P. John. But, soft! whom have we here? my flesh :
Did you not tell me, this fat man was dead?
P. Hen. I did; I saw him dead, breathless, Ill-spirited Worcester ! did we not send grace, and bleeding,
Pardon, and terms of love to all of you ? Upon the ground.
And would'st thou turn our offers contrary ? Art thou alive? or is it phantasy
Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust ? That plays upon our eye-sight? I pr’ythee, speak; Three knights upon our party slain to-day, We will not trust our eyes, without our ears :- A noble earl, and many a creature else, Thou art not what thou seem'st.
Had been alive this hour, Fal. No, that's certain ; I am not a double If, like a christian, thou hadst truly borne man: but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I Betwixt our armies true intelligence. a Jack. There is Percy : [Throwing the body Wor. What I have done, mysafety urg'd me to ; down.] if your father will do me any honour, And I embrace this fortune patiently, so; if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. Since not to be avoided it falls on me. I look to be either earl or duke, I can assure you. K. Hen. Bear Worcester to the death, and
P. Hen. Why, Percy I kill'd myself, and saw Vernon too: thee dead.
Other offenders we will pause upon.Fal. Didst thou ?-Lord! Lord! how this [Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded. world is given to lying !- I grant you, I was How goes the field ? down, and out of breath ; and so was he: but P. Hen. The noble Scot, lord Douglas, when we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I may be be- The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him, lieved, so; if not, let them, that should reward The noble Percy slain, and all his men valour, bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll Upon the foot of fear,-fled with the rest ; take it upon my death, I gave him this wound And, falling from a hill, he was so bruis'd, in the thigh : if the man were alive, and would That the pursuers took him. At my tent deny it, I would make him eat a piece of my The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace, sword.
may dispose of him. P. John. This is the strangest tale that e'er I K. Hen. With all my heart. heard.
P. Hen. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to P. Hen. This is the strangest fellow, brother you John.
This honourable bounty shall belong : Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back : Go to the Douglas, and deliver him For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, Up to his pleasure, ransomeless, and free: I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have. His valour, shown upon our crests to-day,
[A retreat is sounded. Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds, The trumpet sounds retreat, the day is ours. Even in the bosom of our adversaries. Come, brother, let's to the highest of the field, K. Hen. Then this remains that we divide To see what friends are living, who are dead.
our power.[Exeunt Prince Henry and Prince John. You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland, Fal. Til follow, as they say, for reward. He Towards York shall bend you, with your dearest that rewards me, God reward him! If I do grow
speed, great, I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave To meet Northumberland, and the prelate Scroop, sack, and live cleanly, as a nobleman should do. Who, as we hear, are busily in arms: [Exit, bearing of the body. Myself,--and you, son Harry,-will towards
Wales, SCENE V.-Another part of the field. To fight with Glendower, and the earl of March.
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, The trumpets sound. Enter King Henry, Prince Meeting the check of such another day; Henry, Prince John, WESTMORELAND, and And since this business go fair is done, Others, with WORCESTER, and VERNON, pri- Let us not leave till all our own be won.
(Eseunt. K. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.
King 'Henry the Fourth.
king Henry V.
his Prince John of LANCASTER, afterwards
(2 Henry V.) duke of BEDFORD, Prince HUMPHREY of GLOSTER, after
wards (2 Henry V.) duke of Gloster,
Travers and Morton, domestics of Nortucu-
Lady NORTHUMBERLAND. Lady Percy.
Lords and other Attendants ; Officers, Suldiers,
Messenger, Drawers, Beudles, Grooms, Sc.
Warkworth. Before NORTHUMBERLAND'S The acts commenced on this ball of earth: castle.
Upon my tongues continual slanders ride;
The whích in every language I pronounce,
Under the smile of safety, wounds the world:
Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war, To noise abroad,—that Harry Monmouth fell And no such matter ; Rumour is a pipe Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword; Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures ; And that the king before the Douglas' rage And of so easy and so plain a stop,
Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death. That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, This have I rumour'd through the peasant towns The still-discordant wavering multitude, Between that royal field of Shrewsbury Can play upon it. But what need I thus And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone, My well-known body to anatomize
Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland, Among my household ? Why is Rumour here? Lies crafty-sick: the posts come tiring on, I run before king Harry's victory;
And not a man of them brings other news Who, in a bloody field by Shrewsbury, Than they have learn'd of me; From Rumour's Hath beatendown young Hotspur, and his troops, tongues Quenching the flame of bold rebellion
They bring smooth comforts false, worse than Even with the rebels' blood. But what mean I
[Erit. To speak so true at first? my office is
A gentleman well bred, and of good name, SCENE I.-The same.
That freely render'd me these news for true.
North. Here comes my servant, Travers, whom The Porter before the gate; Enter Lord Bar
On Tuesday last to listen after news. Bard. Who keeps the gate here, ho ?- Where Bard. My lord, I over-rode him on the way ; is the earl ?
And he is furnish'd with no certainties, Port. What shall I say you
More than he haply may retail from me.
Enter TRAVÉRS. Port. His lordship is walk'd forth into the North. Now, Travers, what good tidings come orchard ;
with you? Please it your honour, knock but at the gate, Tra. My lord, sir John Umfrevile turn’d me And he himself will answer.
With joyful tidings; and, being better hors'd, Enter NORTHUMBERLAND.
Out-rode me. After him, came, spurring hard, Bard. Here comes the earl.
A gentleman almost forespent with speed, North. What news, lord Bardolph ? every That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse : minute now
He ask'd the way to Chester ; and of him Should be the father of some stratagem: I did demanı), what news from Shrewsbury. The times are wild ; contention, like a horse He told me, that rebellion had bad luck, Full of high feeding, mailly hath broke loose, And that young Harry Percy's spur was colil : And bears down all before him.
With that, he gave his able horse the head, Bard. Noble earl,
And, bending forward, struck his armed heels I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury. Against the panting sides of his poor jade North. Good, an heaven will !
Up to the rowel-head; and, starting so,
He seem'd in running to devour the way,
North. Ha !-Again.
North. Why should the gentleman, that rode North. How is this deriv'd ?
by Travers, Saw you the field ? came you from Shrewsbury? Give then such instances of loss? Bard. I spake with one, my lord, that came Bard. Who, he ? from thence;
He was some hilding fellow, that had stol'n