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It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee, Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
Adieu! and take thy praise with thee to heaven, Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion,
Thy ignomy sleep with thee in the grave,
He spies FALSTAFF on the ground.
I could have better spar'd a better man. The insulting hand of Douglas over you ; 0! I should have a heavy mi-s of thee Which would have been as speedy in your end If I were much in love with vanity. As all the poisonous potions in the world, Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day, And sav'd the treacherous labour of your son. Though many dearer, in this bloody fray. K. Hen. Make up to Clifton : i'll to Sir Embowell’d will I see thee by and by: Nicholas Gawsey.
Exit. Till then in blood by noble Percy lie. Erit. Enter HOTSPUR.
Fal. Rising. Embowelled ! if thou embowel
me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder me and Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Mon. eat me too to-morrow. 'Sblood ! 'twas time to mouth.
counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had Prince. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie, I
am no counterfeit: to die is to be a counterfeit; Hot. My name is Harry Percy.
for he is but the counterfeit of a man, who hath Prince.
Why, then I see not the life of a man ; but to counterfeit dring, A very valiant rebel of that name.
when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterI am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, feit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed. To share with me in glory any more :
The better part of valour is discretion ; in the Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere ; which better part I have saved my life. 'Zounds! Nor can one England brook a double reign, I am afraid of this gunpowder Percy though he Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales. be dead. How if he should counterfeit too and
Hot. Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come rise? By my faith I am afraid he would prove To end the one of us; and would to God the better counterfeit. Therefore I'll make him Thy name in arms were now as great as mine l 70 sure ; yea, and I'll swear I killed him. Why Prince. I'll make it greater ere I part from may not he rise as well as I ? Nothing confutes thee;
me but eyes, and nobody sees me: therefore, And all the budding honours on thy crest sirrah,
Stabbing him. I'll crop, to make a garland for my head. with a new wound in your thigh come you along Hot. I can no longer brook thy vanities.
He takes HOTSPUR on his back. 132 They fight
Re-enter the Prince and JOHN OF LANCASTER. Enter FALSTAFF.
Prince. Come, brother John; full bravely hast Pal. Well said, Hall to it, Hal! Nay, you thou flesh'd shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you. Thy maiden sword.
Lanc. But, soft! whom have we here! Re-enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF, who
falls down as if he were deud, and exit Douglas. Did you not tell me this fat man was dead ? HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls.
Prince. I did; I saw him dead,
Breathless and bleeding on the ground. Ilot. O Harry! thou hast robb'd me of my Art thou alive? or is it fantasy youth.
That plays upon our eyesight? I prithee, speak; I better brook the loss of brittle life
We will not trust our eyes without our ears : Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; Thou art not what thou seem'st. They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword Pal. No, that's certain ; I am not a double my flesh :
man : but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a But thonght's the slave of life, and life time's Jack. There is Percy: Throwing down the body.
If your father will do me any honour, so; if not, And time, that takes survey of all the world, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be Must have a stop. 01 I could prophesy, either earl or duke, I can assure you. But that the earthy and cold hand of death Prince. Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust, thee dead. And food for
Dies. Fal. Didst thou ? Lord, Lord ! how this world Prince. For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee is given to lying. I grant you I was down and well, great heart I
out of breath, and so was he ; but we rose both Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk! at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrews. When that this body did contain a spirit, bury clock. If I may be believed, so; if not, A kingdom for it was too small a bound; Ho let them that should reward valour bear the sin But now two paces of the vilest earth
upon their own heads. I'll take it upon my death, Is room enough: this earth, that bears thee dead, 'I gave him this wound in the thigh : if the man
were alive and would deny it, 'zounds! I would K. Hon. Bear Worcester to the death and make him eat a piece of my sword.
Vernon too: Lanc. This is the strangest tale thate'er I heard. Other offenders we will pause upon. Prince. This is the strangest fellow, brother Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded. John.
How goes the field ? Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back : Prince. The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
he saw I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have. The fortune of the day quite turu'd from him,
A retreat is sounded. The noble Percy slain, and all his men
LANCASTER. I may dispose of him.
With all my heart. that rewards me, God reward him! If I do grow Prince. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to great, I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave you sack, and live cleanly, as a nobleman should do. This honourable bounty shall belong.
Exit. Go to the Douglas, and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ransomless, and free :
Even in the bosom of our adversaries.
Lanc. I thank your grace for this high courtesy, VERNON, prisoners.
K'. Hen. Then this remains, that we divide K. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke. our power. Ill-spirited Worcester! did we not send grace, You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland Pardon, and terms of love to all of you ?
Towards York shall bend you, with your dearest And would'st thou turn our offers contrary ? Misuse the tenour of thy kinsman's trust ? To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop, Three knights upon our party slain to-day, Who, as we hear, are busily in arms : A noble earl and many a creature else
Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales, Had been alive this hour,
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March. If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, Betwixt our armies true intelligence. 10 Meeting the check of such another day:
Hor. What I have done my safety urg'd me to; And since this business so fair is done, And I embrace this fortune patiently,
Let us not leave till all our own be won. Since not to be avoided it falls on me.
THE SECOND PART OF KING HENRY
RUMOUR, the Presenter.
King Henry the Fifth,
EARL OF WESTMORELAND,
Lord Chief Justice of the King's Bench.
A Servant of the Chief Justice.
Lords and Attendants; Officers, Soldiers, Messenger, Porter, Drawers, Beadles, Grooms, etc.
A Dancer Speaker of the Epilogue.
of the King's party.
Opposites to the
Warkworth. Before NORTHUMBERLAND'S
Enter RUMOUR, painted full of tongues.
That the blunt monster with uncounted heads,
Opposites to the
FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and a Page,
SHALLOW and SILENCE, Country Justices.
MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, and BULL
FANG and SNARE, Sheriff's Officers.
MISTRESS QUICKLY, Hostess of a tavern in East
Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops,
SCENE I.-Warkworth. Before NORTHUMBER
Enter Lord BARDOLPH.
L. Bard. Who keeps the gate here? ho!
A gentleman well bred and of good name,
With joyful tidings; and, being better hors'd,
North. Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers
My lord, I'll tell you what:
Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury?
Why, he is dead. See what a ready tongue suspicion hath!
On Tuesday last to listen after news.
L. Bard. My lord, I over-rode him on the way; He that but fears the thing he would not know
Hath by instinct knowledge from others' eyes
North. Now, Traver, what good tidings come with you?
Tra. My lord, Sir John Umfrevile turn'd me back
But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue,
Your brother thus: so fought the noble Douglas';
Tell thou thy earl his divination lies,
Mor. You are too great to be by me gainsaid;
I see a strange confession in thine ere:
L. Bard. I cannot think, my lord, your son is
From whence with life he never more sprung up. Would lift him where most trade of danger
In poison there is physic; and these news,
Are thrice themselves. Hence, therefore, thou
A scaly gauntlet now with joints of steel
Thou art a guard too wanton for the head
Tra. This strained passion doth you wrong, my lord.
L. Bard. Sweet earl, divorce not wisdom from your honour.
Yet did you say 'Go forth'; and none of this,
L. Bard. We all that are engaged to this loss
I hear for certain, and do speak the truth,
This word, rebellion, it had froze them up,
Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;
This present grief had wip'd it from my mind.
Never so few, nor never yet more need. Exeunt,
SCENE II. London. A Street.
Enter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF, with his Page bearing his sword and buckler.
Ful. Sirrah, you giant, what says the doctor to my water?
Page. He said, sir, the water itself was a good healthy water; but for the party that owed it, he might have more diseases than he knew for.
Mor. The lives of all your loving complices
Fal. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at me: the brain of this foolish-compounded clay, man, is not able to invent any thing that tends to laughter, more than I invent or is invented on me: I am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men. I do here walk before thee like a sow that hath overwhelmed all her litter but one. If the prince put thee into my service for any other reason than to set me off, why then I have no judgment. Thou whoreson mandrake, thou art fitter to be worn in my cap
Of wounds and scars, and that his forward spirit than to wait at my heels. I was never manned