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Host. Why, sir John! what do you think, sir Fal. What beast? why an otter. John ? do you think I keep thieves in my house? P. Hen. An otter, sir John! why an otter ? I have searched, I have inquired, so has my hus- Fal. Why? she's neither fish nor flesh; a man band, man by man, boy by boy, servant by ser-knows not where to have her. vant the tithe of a hair was never lost in my Host. Thou art an unjust man in saying so; house before.

thou or any man knows where to have me, thou Fal. You lie, hostess ; Bardolph was shaved, and knave thou! lost many a hair : and I'll be sworn, my pocket was P. Hen, Thou sayest true, hostess; and he slan. picked : Go to, you are a woman, go.

ders thee most grossly. Host. Who, I? I defy thee: I was never called Host. So he doth you, my lord ; and said this so in mine own house before.

other day, you ought him a thousand pound. Fal. Go to, I know you well enough.

P. Hen. Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand Host. No, sir John; you do not know me, sir pound ? John: I know you, sir John: you owe me money, Fal. A thousand pound, Hal? a million : thy sir John, and now you pick a quarrel to beguile love is worth a million; thou owest me thy love. me of it: I bought you a dozen of shirts to your Host. Nay, my lord, he called you Jack, and back,

said, he would cudgel you. Fal. Dowlas, filthy dowlas : I have given them Fal. Did 1, Bardolph? away to bakers' wives, and they have made bolters Bard. Indeed, sir John, you said so. of them.

Fal. Yea; if he said, my ring was corper. Host. Now, as I am a true woman, holland of P. Hen. I say, 'tis copper : Darest thou be as good eight shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, as thy word now? sir Sohn, for your diet, and by-drinkings, and mo. Fal. Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but ney lent you, four and twenty pound.

man, I dare : but, as thou art prince, I fear thee, Fal. He had his part of it; let him pay. as I fear the roaring of the lion's whelp. Host. He? alas, he is poor ; he hath nothing. P. Hen. And why not, as the lion?

Pal. How ! poor? look upon his face; What call Fal. The king himself is to be feared as the you rich ? let them coin his nose, let them coin lion : Dost thou think, I'll fear thee as I fear thy his cheeks; I'll not pay a denier. What, will you father ? nay, an I do, I pray God, my girdle make a younker of me? shall I not take mine ease break! in mine inn, but I shall have my pocket picked ? P. Hen. O, if it should, how would thy guts fall I have lost a seal-ring of my grandfather's, worth about thy knees ! But, sirrah, there's no room for forty mark.

faith, truth, nor honesty, in this bosom of thine ; Host. O Jesu! I have heard the prince tell him, it is all filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an I know not how oft, that that ring was copper. honest woman with picking thy pocket! Why, thou

Fal. How! the prince is a Jack, a sneak cup; whoreson, impudent, embossed rascal, if there were and, if he were here, I would cudgel him like any thing in thy pocket but tavern-reckonings, medog, if he would say so.

morandums of bawdy-houses, and one poor penny. Enter Prince Henry and Poins, marching. Fal. if thy pocket were enriched with any other injuries

worth of sugar-candy, to make thee long-winded; staff meets the Prince, playing on his truncheon, but these, I am a villain. And yet you will stand like a fife.

to it; you will not pocket up wrong: Art thou not Fal. How now, lad ? is the wind in that door, ashamed ? i'faith? must we all march?

Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal ? thou knowest, in the Bard. Yea, two and two, Newgate-fashion. state of innocenry, Adam fell; and what should Host. My lord, I pray you, hear me.

poor Jack Falstaff do, in the days of villainy? Thou P. Hen. What sayest thou, mistress Quickly ? seest I have more flesh than another man; and How does thy husband ? I love him well, he is an therefore more frailty.--.You confess, then, you honest man.

picked my pocket? Host, Good my lord, hear me.

P. Hen. it appears so by the story. Fal. Pr'y thee, let her alone, and list to me. Fal. Hostess, I forgive thee: Go, make ready P. Hen. What sayest thou, Jack ?

breakfast ; love thy husband, look to thy servants, Fal. The other night I fell asleep here behind cherish thy guests: thou shalt find me tractable to the arras, and had my pocket picked: this house any honest reason: thou seest, I am turned, they pick pockets. Still ?-Nay, pr'ythee, be gone. [Exit Hostess.] P. Hen. What didst thou lose, Jack ?

Now, Hal, to the news at court: For the robbery, Fal. Wilt thou believe me, Hal ? three or four lad,--How is that answered ? bonds of forty pound a piece, and a seal-ring of my P. Hen. 0, my sweet beef, I must still be good grandfather's.

angel to thee :- The money is paid back again. P. Hen. A trifle, some eight-penny matter. Fal. I do not like that paying back, 'tis a double

Host. So I told him, my lord ; and I said, 1 labour. heard your grace say so: And, my lord, he speaks P. Hen. I am good friends with my father, and most vilely of you, like a foul-mouthed man as he may do any thing. is; and said he would cudgel you.

Fal. Rob me the exchequer, the first thing thou P. Hen. What! he did not?

doest, and do it with unwashed hands too. Host. There's neither faith, truth, nor woman. Bard. Do, my lord. hood in me else.

P. Hen. I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of Fal. There's no more faith in thee than in a foot. stewed prune; nor no more truth in thee, than in Fal. I would, it had been of horse. Where shall a drawn fox; and for womanhood, maid Marian I find one that can steal well? O for a fine thief, may be the deputy's wife of the ward to thee. Go, of the age of two and twenty, or thereabouts! I am you thing, go.

heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for Host. Say, what thing? what thing?

these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous; I Fal. What thing? why, a thing to thank God laud them, I praise them.

P. Hen. Bardolph. Host. I am no thing to thank God on, I would Bard. My lord. thou should'st know it; I am an honest man's wife: P. Hen. Go bear this letter to lord John of Lan. and, setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave caster, to call me so.

My brother John; this to my lord of WestmoreFal. Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a

land. beast to say otherwise.

Go, Poins, to horse, to horse ; for thou, and I, Host, Say, what beast, thou knave thou? Hare thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.



We may boldly spend upon the hope of what Meet me to-morrow i'the Tempie-hall:

Is to come in: At two o'clock i'the afternoon :

A comfort of retirement lives in this. There shalt thou know thy charge; and there re- Hot. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto, ceive

If that the devil and mischance look big Money, and order for their furniture.

Upon the maidenhead of our affairs. The land is burning; Percy stands on high ; Wor. But yet, I would your father had been here. And either they, or we, must lower lie.

The quality and hair of our attempt (Exeunt Prince, Poins, and Bardolph. Brooks no division : It will be thought Fal. Rare words! brave world! -Hostess, By some, that know not why he is away, my breakfast ; come :-

That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike 0, I could wish, this tavern were my drum. (Exit. of our proceedings, kept the earl from hence ;

And think, how such an apprehension

May turn the tide of fearful faction,

And breed a kind of question in our cause :

For, well you know, we of the offering side SCENE I.-The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury. Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement; Enter Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas.

And stop all sight-holes, every loop, from whence

The eye of reason may pry in upon us : Hot. Well said, my noble Scot: If speaking This absence of your father's draws a curtain, truth,

That shows the ignorant a kind of fear
In this fine age, were not thought flattery, Before not dreamt of.
Such attribution should the Douglas have,


You strain too far. As not a soldier of this season's stamp

I, rather, of his absence make this use; Should go so general current through the world. It lends a lustre, and more great opinion, By heaven, I cannot flatter; I defy

A larger dare to our great enterprize,
The tongues of soothers; but a braver place Than if the earl were here : for men must think,
In my heart's love, hath no man than yourself : If we, without his help, can make a head
Nay, task me to the word ; approve me, lord. To push against the kingdom ; with his help,
Doug. Thou art the king of honour:

We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.-
No man so potent breathes upon the ground, Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole.
But I will beard him.

Douy. As heart can think : there is not such a
Do so, and 'tis well-

word Enter a Messenger, with letters.

Spoke of in Scotland, as this term of fear.

Enter Sir Richard Vernon. What letters hast thou there?-I can but thank you.

Hot. My cousin Vernon ! welcome, by my soul. Mess. These letters come from your father, Ver. Pray God, my news be worth a welcome, Hot. Letters from him ! why comes he not him.

lord. se if ?

The earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong, Mess. He cannot come, my lord; he's grievous Is marching hitherwards; with him, prince John. sick.

Hot. No harm : What more? Hct. 'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick, Ver.

And further, I have learn'd, In such a justling time? Who leads his power ? The king himself in person is set forth, Under whose government come they along? Or hitherwards intended speedily, Mess. His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord. With strong and mighty preparation. Wor, I pr’ythee, tell me, doth he keep his bed ? Hot. He shall be welcoine too. Where is his son,

Mess. He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth; The nimble-footed mad-cap prince of Wales, And at the time of my departure thence,

And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside, He was much fear'd by his physicians.

And bid it pass ? Wor. I would, the state of time had first been Ver.

All furnish'd, all in arms, whole,

All plum'd like estridges, that wing the wind; Ere he by sickness had been visited ;

Bated like eagles having lately bath'd ; His health was never better worth than now. Glittering in golden coats, like images ; Hot. Sick now ! droop now! this sickness doth As full of spirit as the month of May, infect

And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer ; The very life-blood of our enterprize :

Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls. "Tis catching hither, even to our camp.

I saw young Harry,- with his beaver on,
He writes me here,--that inward sickness His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd
And that his friends by deputation could not Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,
So soon be drawn; nor did he think it meet, And vaulted with such ease in to his seat,
To lay so dangerous and so dear a trust

As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,
On any soul removed, but on his own.

To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,

And witch the world with noble horsemanship. That with our small conjunction, we should on, Hot. No more, no more ; worse than the sun in To see how fortune is dispos'd to us;

March, For, as he writes, there is no quailing now; This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come; Because the king is certainly possess'd

They come like sacrifices in their trim, Of all our purposes. What say you to it?

And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war, Wor. Your father's sickness is a maim to us. All hot, and bleeding, will we offer them :

Hot. A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off: The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit, And yet, in faith, 'tis not; his present want Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire, Seems more than we shall find it :- Were it good, To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh, To set the exact wealth of all our states

And yet not ours :- Come, let me take my horse, All at one cast ? to set so rich a main

Who is to bear me, like a thunderbolt, On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?

Against the bosom of the prince of Wales : It were not good : for therein should we read Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse, The very bottom and the soul of hope ;

Meet, and ne'er part, till one drop down a corseThe very list, the very utmost bound

o, that Glendower were come! Of all our fortunes.


There is more news Doug.

'Faith, and so we should ; I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along, Where now remains a sweet reversion :

He cannot draw his power this fourteen days

Doug. T'hart's the worst tidings that I hear of yet. P. Hen. I think, to steal cream indeed; for thy Wor. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound, theft hath already made thee butter.

But tell me, Hot. What may the king's whole battle reach Jack; Whose fellows are these that come after ? unto ?

Fal. Mine, Hal, mine. Ver. To thirty thousand.

P. Hen, I did never see such pitiful rascals. Hot.

Forty let it be ; Fal. Tut, tut; good enough to toss : food for My father and Glendower being both away, powder, food for powder; they'll fill a pit, as well The powers of us may serve so great a day. as better : tush, man, mortal men, mortal men. Come, let us make a muster speedily:

West. Ay, but, sir John, methinks they are ex. Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily.

ceeding poor and bare ; too beggarly. Doug. Talk not of dying; I am out of fear Fal. Faith, for their poverty,- I know not where Of death, or death's hand, for this one half year. they had that: and for their bareness, I am sure,

(Éxeunt. they never learned that of me.

P. Hen. No, I'll be sworn; unless you call three SCENE II.--A publick Road near Coventry. fingers on the ribs, bare. But, sirrah, make haste : Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.

Percy is already in the field.

Fal. What, is the king encamped ? Fal. Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; fill West. He is, sir John; I fear we shall stay too me a bottle of sack : our soldiers shall march long. through: we'll to Sutton-Colefield to-night.

Ful. Well, Bard. Will you give me money, captain ? To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a Fal. Lay out, lay out.

feast, Bard. This bottle makes an angel.

Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Exeunt. Fal. An if it do, take it for thy labour: and if it make twenty, take them all, l'll answer the SCENE III.-The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury. coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at the town's end.

Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, and Vernon. Bard. I will, captain : farewell.

[Erit. Hot. We'll fight with him to-night; Fal. If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am


It may not be. a souced gurnet. I have misused the king's press Doug. You give him then advantage. damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred Ver.

Not a whit. and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. Hot. Why say you so ? looks he not for supply? I press me none but good householders, yeomen's Ver. So do we. sons: inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as Hot.

His is certain, ours is doubtful. had been asked twice on the bans: such a commo- Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to-night. dity of warm slaves, as had lief hear the devil as a Ver. Do not, my lord. drum; such as fear the report of a caliver, worse Doug.

You do not counsel well; than a struck fowl, or a hurt wild-duck. I pressed You speak it out of fear, and cold heart. me none but such toasts and butter, with hearts in Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas : by my life, their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, and they (And I dare well maintain it with my life,) have bought out their services: and now my whole if well-respected honour bid me on, charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, I hold as little counsel with weak fear, gentlemen of companies, slaves as ragged as Laza- As you, my lord, or any Scot that lives :rus in the painted cloth, where the glutton's dogs Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle, licked his sores: and such as, indeed, were never Which of us fears. soldiers; but discarded unjust serving-men, younger Doug

Yea, or to-night. sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and Ver.

Content. ostlers trade-fallen; the cankers of a calm world,

Hot. To night, say I. and a long peace; ten times more dishonourable Ver.

Come, come, it may not be. ragged than an old faced ancient : and such have I, I wonder much, being men of such great leading, to fill up the rooms of them that have bought out That you foresee not what impediments their services, that you would think, that I had a Drag back our expedition : Certain horse hundred and fifty tattered prodigals, lately come of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up: from swine-keeping, from eating draff and husks. Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day A mad fellow met me on the way, and told me, I And now their pride and mettle is asleep, had unloaded all the gibbets, and pressed the dead Their courage with hard labour tame and dull, bodies. No eye hath seen such scare-crows.

I'll That not a horse is half the half himself. not march through Coventry with them, that's flat;

Hot, are the horses of the enemy -Nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the In general, journey-bated, and brought low; legs, as it they had gyves on; for, indeed, I had the The better part of ours is full of rest. most of them out of prison. There's but a shirt Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours: and a half in all my company; and the half-shirt For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in. is two napkins, tacked together, and thrown over

[The trumpet sounds a parley. the shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves;

Enter Sir Walter Blunt. and the shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or the red-nose inn-keeper of

Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, Daintry: But that's all one; they'll find linen If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect. enough on every hedge.

Hot. Welcome, sir Walter Blunt; And 'would

to God, Enter Prinoe Henry and Westmoreland. You were of our determination !

Some of us love you well: and even those some P. Hen. How now, blown Jack? how now quilt? Envy your great deserving, and good name ;

Fal. What, Hal? How now, mad wag? what a Because you are not of our quality, devil dost thou in Warwickshire ?--My good lord But stand against us like an enemy. of Westmoreland, I cry you mercy; I thought, your

Blunt. And God defend, but still I should stand honour had already been at Shrewsbury,

so, West. 'Faith, sir John, 'tis more than time that So long as, out of limit, and true rule, I were there, and you too, but my powers are there You stand against anointed majesty! already : The king, I can tell you, looks for us all; But, to my charge.--The king hath sent to we must away all night.

The nature of your griefs ; and whereupon Fal. Tut, never fear me; I am as vigilant, as a You conjure from the breast of civil peace cat to steal cream.

Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land


Audacious cruelty : If that the king

To whom they are directed : if you knew Have any way your good deserts forgot,

How much they do import, you would make haste. Which he confesseth to be manifold,

Gent. My good lord, He bids you name your griefs; and, with all speed, I guess their tenor. You shall have your desires, with interest ;


Like enough, you do. and pırdon absolute for yourself, and these, To-morrow, good sir Michael, is a day, Herein misled by your suggestion.

Wherein the fortune of ten thousand inen Hot. The king is kind ; and, well we know, the Must 'bide the touch : For, sir, at Shrewsbury, king

As I am truly given to understand, Knows at what time to promise, when to pay. The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, My father, and my uncle, and myself,

Meets with lord Harry: and I fear, sir Michael, Did give him that same royalty be wears :

What with the sickness of Northumberland, And, when he was not six and twenty strong, (Whose power was in the first proportion,) Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low, And what with Owen Glendower's absence, thence, A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home, (Who with them was a rated sinew too, My father gave him welcome to the shore : And comes not in, o'er-ruled by prophecies, And, when he heard him swear and vow to God, I fear, the power of Percy is too weak He came but to be duke of Lancaster,

To wage an instant trial with the king. To sue his livery, and beg his peace ;

Gent. Why, good my lord, you need not fear: With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal,

there's Douglas, My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd,

And Mortimer. Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too.


No, Mortimer's not there. Now, when the lords, and barons of the realm Gent. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord Harry Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him,

Percy, The more and less came in with cap and knee ; And there's my lord of Worcester; and a bead Met him in boroughs, cities, villages ;

Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,

Arch. And so there is : but yet the king hath Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,

drawn Gave him their heirs; as pages follow'd him, The special head of all the land together ;Even at the heels, in golden multitudes.

The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster, He presently,-as greatness knows itself,

The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt ; Steps me a little higher than his vow

And many more cor-rivals, and dear men Made to my father, while his blood was poor,

Of estimation and command in arms. Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg ;

Gent. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well op And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform

pos'd. Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees, Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; That lie too heavy on the commonwealth :

And, to prevent the worst, sir Michael, speed : Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep

For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face, Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, This seeming brow of justice, did he win

For he hath heard of our confederacy,The hearts of all that he did angle for.

And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him. Proceeded further ; cut me off the heads

Therefore, make haste : I must go write again Of all the favourites, that the absent king

To other friends; and so farewell, sir Michael. In deputation left behind him here,

(Exeunt, severally. When he was personal in the Irish war.

Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this.
Then, to the point.

In short time after, he depos'd the king ;
Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life ;

SCENE I.-The King's Camp near Shrewsbury. And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state :

Enter King Henry, Prince Henry, Prince John To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March

of Lancaster, Sir Walter Blunt, and Sir Jaba (Who is, if every owner were well plac'd,

Indeed his king,) to be incag'd in Wales,
There without ransome to lie forfeited :

K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer Disgrac'd me in my happy victories ;

Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale Sought to entrap me by intelligence ;

At his distemperature. Rated my uncle from the council-board ;

P. Hen.

The southern wind In rage

miss'd my father from the court ; Doth play the trumpet to his purposes ; Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong:

And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves, And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out

Foretells a tempest, and a blustering day. This head of safety ; and, withal, to pry

K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sympathize ; Into his title, the which we find

For nothing can seem foul to those that win.Too indirect for long continuance. Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king ?

Trumpet. Enter Worcester and Vernon. Hot. Not so, sir Walter ; we'll withdraw awhile. How now, my lord of Worcester ? 'tis not well, Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd That you and I should meet upon such terms Some surety for a safe return again,

As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust;
And in the morning early shall mine uncle And made us doff our easy robes of peace,
Bring him our purposes : and so farewell. To crush our old limbs in ungentie steel:

Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and love. This is not well, my lord, this is not well.
Hot. And, may be, so we shall.

What say you to't ? will you again unknit

'Pray heaven, you do! This churlish knot of all-abhorred war?

(Exeunt. And move in that obedient orb again,

Where you did give a fair and natural light;
SCENE IV.-York. A Room in the Archbishop's And be no more an exhal'd meteor,

A prodigy of fear, and a portent

Of broached mischief to the unborn times ? Enter the Archbishop of York, and a Gentleman.

Wor. Hear me, my liege :
Arch. Hie, good sir Michael ; bear this sealed For mine own part, I could be well content

To entertain the lag-end of my life
With winged haste, to the lord mareschal ; With quiet hours ; for, I do protest,
This to my cousin Ścroop; and all the rest I have not sought the day of this dislike.

K. Hen. You have not sought it! how comes it And, will they take the offer of our grace,
then ?

Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man
Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his :
P. Hen. Peace, chewet, peace.

So tell your cousin, and bring me word
Wor. It pleas'd your majesty, to turn your looks What he will do :-- But if he will not yield,
Of favour, from myself, and all our house ;

Rebuke and dread correction wait on us, And yet I must remember you, my lord,

And they shall do their office. So, be gone ; We were the first and dearest of your friends. We will not now be troubled with reply: For you, my staff of office did I break

We offer fair, take it advisedly. In Richard's time ; and posted day and night

(Exeunt Worcester and Vernon. To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand, P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life: When yet you were in place and in account The Douglas and the Hotspur both together Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.

Are confident against the world in arms. (charge, It was myself, my brother, and his son,

K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his That brought you home, and boldly did outdare For, on their answer, will we set on them : The dangers of the time: You swore to us, And God befriend us, as our cause is just ! And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,

(Exeunt King, Blunt, and Prince John. That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state; Fal, Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n right, bestride me, so ; 'tis a point of friendship. The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster :

P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that To this we swore our aid. But, in short space, friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell. It rain'd down fortune showering on your head; Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well. And such a flood of greatness fell on you,

P. Hen. Why, thou owest God a death. [Erit. What with our help; what with the absent king; Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay What with the injuries of a wanton time;

him before his day. What need I be so forward The seeming sufferances that you had borne ; with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no mat. And the contrarious winds, that held the king ter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if So long in his unlucky Irish wars,

honour prick me off when I come on ? how then ? That all in England did repute him dead,

Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. And, from this swarm of fair advantages,

Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour You took occasion to be quickly woo'd

hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is To gripe the general sway into your hand : honour ? A word. What is in that word, honour ? Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster ;

What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning And, being fed by us, you us'd us so

Who hath it? He that died o'Wednesday. Doth As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,

le feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it inU seth the sparrow: did oppress our nest;

sensible then ? Yea, to the dead. But will it not Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,

live with the living No. Why? Detraction will That even our love durst not come near your sight, not suffer it :- therefore I'll none of it: Honour is For fear of swallowing ; but with nimble wing a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism. We were enforc'd, for safety sake, to fly

[Erit. Out of your sight, and raise this present head :

SCENE II.- The Rebel Camp.
Whereby we stand opposed by such means

Enter Worcester and Vernon.
As you yourself have forg'd against yourself;
By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,

Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, sir And violation of all faith and troth

Richard, Sworn to us in your younger enterprize.

The liberal kind offer of the king. K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have arti.

Ver. 'Twere best, he did. culated,


Then are we all undone. Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches;

It is not possible, it cannot be, To face the garment of rebellion

The king should keep his word in loving us; With some fine colour, that may please the eye

He will suspect us still, and find a time Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, To punish this offence in other faults: Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news

Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes : Of hurlyburly innovation :

For treason is but trusted like the fox ; And never yet did insurrection want

Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up, Such water-colours, to impaint his cause;

Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. Nor moody beggars, starving for a time

Look how we can, or sad, or merrily, Of pellmell havock and confusion.

Interpretation will misquote our looks; P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many a sou! And we shall feed like oxen at a stall, Shall pay full dearly for this encounter,

The better cherish'd, still the nearer death. If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew, My nephew's trespass may be well forget, The prince of Wales doth join with all the world It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood ; In praise of Henry Percy : By my hopes --

And an adopted name of privilege,This present enterprize set off his head,

A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen: I do not think a braver gentleman,

All his offences live upon my head, More active-valiant, or more valiant-young,

And on his father's ;-we did train him on; More daring, or more bold, is now alive,

And, his corruption being ta'en from us, To grace this latter age with noble deeds.

We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all. For my part, I may speak it to my shame, Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, I have a truant been to chivalry;

In any case, the offer of the king. And so, I hear, he doth account me too :

Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis so. Yet this before my father's majesty,

Here comes your cousin. I am content, that he shall take the odds

Enter Hotspur and Douglas ; and Officers and Of his great name and estimation;

Soldiers, behind.
And will, to save the blood on either side,
Try fortune with him in a single fight.

Hot. My uncle is return'd:- Deliver up K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we ren- My lord of Westmoreland.-Uncle, what news? ture thee,

Wor. The king will bid you battle presently. Albeit, considerations infinite

Doug. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland. Do make against it :-No, good Worcester, no, Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so. We love our people well; even those we love, Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. That are misied upon your cousin's part:


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