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Doug. That's the worst tidings that I hear of legs, as if they had gyves on ; for, indeed, I had yet.

the most of them out of prison. There's but a Wor. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty shirt and a halt in all my company; and the sound.

half-shirt is two napkins, tacked together, and Hot. What may the king's whole battle reach thrown over the shoulders, like a herald's coat unto?

without sleeves ; and the shirt, to say the truth, Ver. To thirty thousand.

stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or the red Hot. Forty let it be;

nose innkeeper of Daintry. But that's all one; My father and Glendower being both away, they'll find linen enough on every hedge. The powers of us may serve so great a day. Come, let us make a muster speedily:

Enter Prince Henry and WESTMORELAND. Doomsday is near ; die all , die merrily.

P. Hen. How now, blown Jack ? how now, Doug. Talk not of dying ; I am out of fear Of death, or death's hand, for this one half year. Fal. What, Hal? How now, mad wag? what

[Exeunt. a devil dost thou in Warwickshire?- My good

lord of Westmoreland, I cry you mercy; I SCENE II.-A public road near Coventry. thought your honour had already been at

Enter Falstaff and BARDOLPH.

West. 'Faith, sir John, 'tis more than time Fal. Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; that I were there, and you too; but my powers fill me a bottle of sack : our soldiers shall march are there already: the king, I can tell you, looks through ; we'll to Sutton-Colfield to-night. for us all ; we must away all night.

Bard. Will you give me money, captain? Fal. Tut, never fear me: I am as vigilant as Fal. Lay out, lay out.

a cat to steal cream. Bard. This bottle makes an angel.

P. Hen. I think, to steal cream indeed; for Fal. An if it do, take it for thy labour; and thy theft hath already made thee butter. But if it make twenty, take them all, I'll answer the tell me, Jack; whose fellows are these that come coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at after ? the town's end.

Fal. Mine, Hal, mine. Bard. I will, captain : farewell. [Erit. P. Hen. I did never see such pitiful rascals.

Fal. If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am Fal. Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for a souced gurnet. I have misused the king's press powder, food for powder ; they'll fill a pit, as damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hun- well as better: tush, man, mortal men, mortal dred and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd men. pounds. I press me none but good household- West. Ay, but, sir John, methinks they are ers, yeomens' sons : inquire me out contracted exceeding poor and bare ; too beggarly. bachelors, such as had been asked twice on the Fal. 'Faith, for their poverty,– I know not bans ; such a commodity of warm slaves, as had where they had that: and for their bareness, as lief hear the devil as a drum ; such as fear the I am sure, they never learned that of me. report of a caliver, worse than a stuck fowl, or a P. Hen. No, I'll be sworn; unless you cal] hurt wild-duck. I pressed me none but such three fingers on the ribs, bare. But, sirrah, toasts and butter, with hearts in their bellies no make haste ; Percy is already in the field. bigger than pins' heads, and they have bought Fal. What, is the king encamped ? out their services; and now my whole charge West. He is, sir John; I fear, we shall stay consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gen- too long. tlemen of companies, slaves as ragged as Laza- Fal. Well, rus in the painted cloth, where the glutton's To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning dogs licked his sores : and such as, indeed, were of a feast, never soldiers; but discarded unjust serving- Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Esezat. men, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and ostlers trade-fallen ; the cankers SCENE III.-The rebel camp near Shrewsbury. of a calm world, and a long peace; ten times more dishonourable ragged than an old-faced

Enter Hotspur, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and ancient: and such have I, to fill up the rooms

VERNOX. of them that have bought out their services, that you would think, that I had a hundred and fifty Hot. We'll fight with him to-night. tattered prodigals, lately come from swine-keep- Wor. It may not be. ing, from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow Doug. You give him then advantage. met me on the way, and told me, I had unload- Ver. Not a whit. ed all the gibbets, and pressed the dead bodies. Hot. Why say you so ? looks he not for supNo eye hath seen such scare-crows. I'll not ply? march through Coventry with them, that's flat: Ver. So do we. Nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the Hot. His certain, ours is doubtful.

Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd: stir not to- | And,—when he was not six and twenty strong, night.

Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low, Ver. Do not, my lord.

A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home, Doug. You do not counsel well ;

My father gave him welcome to the shore : You speak it out of fear, and cold heart. And,—when he heard him swear, and vow to

Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas : by my life, God, (And I dare well maintai it with my life,) He came but to be duke of Lancaster, If well-respected honour bid me on,

To sue his livery, and beg his peace; I hold as little counsel with weak fear,

With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal,As you, my lord, or any Scot that lives :

My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd, Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle,

Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too. Which of us fears.

Now, when the lords and barons of the realm Doug. Yea, or to-night.

Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him, Ver. Content.

The more and less came in with cap and knee ; Hot. To-night, say I.

Met him in boroughs, cities, villages; Ver. Come, come, it may not be.

Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes, I wonder much, being men of such great leading, Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths, That you foresee not what impediments Gave him their heirs ; as pages follow'd him, Drag back our expedition: Certain horse Even at the heels, in golden multitudes. Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up: He presently,-as greatness knows itself, Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day; Steps me a little higher than his vow And now their pride and mettle is asleep, Made to my father, while his blood was poor, Their courage with hard labour tame and dull, Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg ; That not a horse is half the half himself. And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform Hot. So are the horses of the enemy

Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees, In general, journey-bated, and brought low; That lie too heavy on the commonwealth : The better part of ours is full of rest.

Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep.
Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours: Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face,
For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in. This seeming brow of justice, did he win
[The trumpet sounds a parley. The hearts of all that ħe did angle for.

Proceeded further ; cut me off the heads
Enter Sir Walter Blunt.

Of all the favourites, that the absent king
Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the In deputation left behind him here,

When he was personal in the Irish war. If you vouchsafe me hearing, and respect.

Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this. Hot. Welcome, sir Walter Blunt; and 'would Hot. Then, to the point. to God,

In short time after, he depos’d the king; You were of our determination !

Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life; Some of us love you well: and even those some And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state : Envy your great deserving, and good name; To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March Because you are not of our quality,

(Who is, if every owner were well plac’d, But stand against us like an enemy..

Indeed his king,) to be incag'd in Wales, Blunt. And God defend, but still I should There without ransome to lie forfeited:

Disgrac'd me in my happy victories; So long as, out of limit, and true rule, Sought to intrap me by intelligence; You stand against anointed majesty!

Rated my uncle from the council-board ; But to my charge.—The king hath sent to know In rage dismiss'd my father from the court ; The nature of your griefs; and whereupon Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong: You conjure from the breast of civil peace And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land This head of safety; and, withal, to pry Audacious cruelty : If that the king

Into his title, the which we find Have any way your good deserts forgot,- Too indirect for long continuance. Which he confesseth to be manifold,

Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king? He bids you name your griefs; and, with all Hot. Not so, sir Walter ; we'll withdraw speed,

awhile. You shall have your desires, with interest ; Go to the king; and let there be impawn’d And pardon absolute for yourself and these, Some surety for a safe return again, Herein misled by your suggestion.

And in the morning early shall mine uncle Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know, Bring him our purposes : and so farewell. the king

Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.

love. My father, and my uncle, and myself,

Hot. And, may be, so we shall. Did give him that same royalty he wears : Blunt. 'Pray heaven, you do! Exeunt.

stand so,

SCENE IV.York. A room in the Archbishop's Gent. Why, good my lord, you need not fear; house.

there's Douglas,

And Mortimer.
Enter the Archbishop of York, and a Arch. No, Mortimer's not there.

Gent. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord Arch. Hie, good sir Michael ; bear this sealed Harry Percy, brief,

And there's my lord of Worcester, and a head With winged haste, to the lord mareshal; Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest Arch. And so there is : but yet the king hath To whom they are directed : If you knew

drawn How much they do import, you would make The special head of all the land together ;haste.

The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster, Gent. My good lord,

The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt; I guess their tenor.

And many more cor-rivals, and dear men Arch. Like enough, you do.

Of estimation and command in arms. To-morrow, good sir Michael, is a day,

Gent. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men

oppos'd. Must 'bide the touch: For, sir, at Shrewsbury, Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; As I am truly given to understand,

And, to prevent the worst, sir Michael, speed: The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king Meets with lord Harry: and I fear, sir Michael,- Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, What with the sickness of Northumberland, For he hath heard of our confederaey,– (Whose power was in the first proportion) And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against And what with Owen Glendower's absence,

him; thence,

Therefore, make haste: I must go write again (Who with them was a rated sinew too, To other friends; and so farewell

, sir Michael. and comes not in, o'er-ruld by prophecies,

[Eteunt severaly I fear the power of Percy is too weak To wage an instant trial with the king.


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Where you did give a fair and natural light;
SCENE 1.—The King's camp near Shrewsbury. And be no more an exhald meteor,
Enter King Henry, Prince Henry, Prince of broached mischief to the unborn times?

A prodigy of fear, and a portent
John of LANCASTER, Sir Walter BLUNT, Wor. Hear me, my liege :
and Sir John FALSTAFF.

For mine own part, I could be well content
K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer To entertain the lag-end of my life
Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale With quiet hours; for, I do protest,
At his distemperature.

I have not sought the day of this dislike.
P. Hen. The southern wind

K. Hen. You have not sought for it! how Doth play the trumpet to his purposes ;

comes it then ? And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves, Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. Foretells a tempest, and a blustering day. P. Hen. Peace, chewet, peace. K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sympa- Wor. It pleas’d your majesty to turn your looks! thize;

Of favour, from myself, and all our house; For nothing can seem foul to those that win. And yet I must remember you, my lord,

We were the first and dearest of your friends. Trumpet. Enter Worcester and Vernon.

For you, my staff of office did I break How now, my lord of Worcester ? 'tis not well, In Richard's time; and posted day and night That you and I should meet upon such terms To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand, As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust; When yet you were in place and in account And made us doff our easy robes of peace, Nothing so strong and fortunate as I. To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel : It was myself, my brother, and his son, This is not well, my lord, this is not well. That brought you home, and boldly did outdare What say you to't? will you again unknit The dangers of the time: You swore to us,This churlish knot of all-abhorred war? And you did swear that oath at Doncaster, And move in that obedient orb again,

That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state ;

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Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right, | Do make against it :-No, good Worcester, no,
The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster: We love our people well ; even those we love,
To this we swore our aid. But, in short space, That are misled upon your cousin's part :
It rain's down fortune showering on your head ; | And, will they take the offer of our grace,
And such a flood of greatness fell on you,

- Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man What with our help;

what with the absent king; Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his : What with the injuries of a wanton time; So tell your cousin, and bring me word The seeming sufferances, that had borne; What he will do :-But if he will not yield, And the contrarious winds, that held the king Rebuke and dread correction wait on us, So long in his unlucky Irish wars,

And they shall do their office. So, be gone; That all in England did repute

him dead, We will not now be troubled with reply : And, from this swarm of fair advantages, We offer fair, take it advisedly. You took occasion to be quickly woo'

[Exeunt Worcester and Vernon. To gripe the general sway into your hand; P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life: Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster;

The Douglas and the Hotspur both together And, being fed by us, you us'd us so

Are confident against the world in arms. As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,

K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his Useth the sparrow : did oppress our nest;

charge ; Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,

For, on their answer, will we set on them : That even our love durst not come near your And God befriend us, as our cause is just! sight,

[Exeunt King, Blunt, and Prince John. For fear of swallowing ; but with nimble wing Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, We were enforc'd, for safety's sake, to fly and bestride me, so; 'tis a point of friendship. Out of your sight, and raise this present head : P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee Whereby we stand opposed by such means that friendship: Say thy prayers, and farewell. As you yourself have forg’d against yourself ; Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all By unkind usage, dangerous countenance, well. And violation of all faith and troth

P. Hen. Why, thou owest God a death. Sworn to us in your younger enterprize.

[Erit. K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have arti- Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to culated,

pay him before his day. What need I be so forProclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches; ward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis To face the garment of rebellion

no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but With some fine colour, that may please the eye how if honour prick me off when I come on? Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, how then ? Can honour set to a leg ? No. Or Which


and rub the elbow, at the news an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? Of hurlyburly innovation :

No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. And never yet did insurrection want

What is honour? A word. What is in that word, Such water-colours, to impaint his cause; honour ? What is that honour? Air. A trim Nor moody beggars, starving for a time reckoning !- Who hath it? He that died o’WedOf pell-mell havock and confusion.

nesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many a it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the soul

dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Shall pay full dearly for this encounter, Why? Detraction will not suffer it :-therefore If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew, I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and The prince of Wales doth join with all the world so ends my catechism.

[Exit. In praise of Henry Percy : By my hopes, This present enterprize set off his head,

SCENE II.-The rebel camp.
I do not think, a braver gentleman,
More active-valiant, or more valiant-young,

More daring, or more bold, is now alive,

Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, sir To grace this latter age with noble deeds.

For my part, I may speak it to my shame, The liberal kind offer of the king.
I have a truant been to chivalry ;

Ver. 'Twere best, he did.
And so, I hear, he doth account me too :

Wor. Then are we all undone. Yet this before my father's majesty,

It is not possible, it cannot be, I am content, that he shall take the odds The king should keep his word in loving us ; Of his great name and estimation ;

He will suspect us still, and find a time And will, to save the blood on either side, To punish this offence in other faults : Try fortune with him in a single fight.

Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes : K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we For treason is but trusted like the fox ; venture thee,

Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up, Albeit, considerations infinite

Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.

Look how we can, or sad, or merrily,

England did never owe so sweet a hope, Interpretation will misquote our looks;

So much misconstrued in his wantonness. And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,

Hot. Cousin, I think, thou art enamoured The better cherish’d, still the nearer death. Upon his follies; never did I hear My nephew's trespass may be well forgot, Of any prince, so wild, at liberty :It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood; But, be he as he will, yet once ere night And an adopted name of privilege,

I will embrace him wit a soldier's arm, A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen: That he shall shrink under my courtesy:All his offences live upon my head,

Arm, arm, with speed :-And, fellows, soldiers, And on his father's ;-we did train him on;

friends, And, his corruption being ta'en from us, Better consider what you have to do, We, as the spring of all, shall


for all. Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue, Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, Can lift your blood up with persuasion. In any case, the offer of the king. Ver. Deliver what you will, l'll say, 'tis so.

Enter a Messenger. Here comes your cousin.

Mess. My lord, here are letters for you.

Hot. I cannot read them now. Enter Hotspur and Douglas; and Officers o gentlemen, the time of life is short; and Soldiers, behind.

To spend that shortness basely, were too long, Hot. My uncle is return’d :--Deliver up If life did ride upon a dial's point, My lord of Westmoreland.—Uncle, what news? Still ending at the arrival of an hour.

Wor. The king will bid you battle presently, An if we live, we live to tread on kings; Doug. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland. If die, brave death, when princes die with us! Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so. Now for our conscience,-the arms are fair, Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. When the intent of bearing them is just.

[Erit. Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the king.

Enter another Messenger. Hot. Did you beg any ? God forbid !

Mess. My lord, prepare ; the king comes 02 Wor. I told him gently of our grievances,

apace. Of his oath-breaking ; which he mended thus, Hot. I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale, By now forswearing that he is forsworn : For I profess not talking ; Only thisHe calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge Let each man do his best : and here draw I With haughty arms this hateful name in us. A sword, whose temper I intend to stain

With the best blood that I can meet withal Re-enter DOUGLAS.

In the adventure of this perilous day. Doug; Arm, gentlemen ; to arms ! for I have Now,-Esperance !--Percy !—and set on.thrown

Sound all the lofty instruments of war, A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth, And by that music let us all embrace: And Westmoreland, that was engag’d, did bearit; For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on. A second time do such a courtesy, Wor. The prince of Wales stepp'd forth before

[The trumpets sound. They embruce, the king,

and exeunt. And, nephew, challeng'd you to single fight.

Hot. O, 'would the quarrel lay upon our heads; SCENE III.- Plain near Shrewsbury.
And that no man might draw short breath to-cay,
But I, and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me, Excursions, and parties fighting. Alarum to the
How show'd his tasking? seem'd it in contempt?

baitle. Then enter DOUGLAS and Blrxi, Ver. No, by my soul ; I never in my life

meeting Did hear a challenge urg'd more modestly, Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle Unless a brother should a brother dare

thus To gentle exercise and proof of arms.

Thou crossest me? What honour dost thou sæk He gave you all the duties of a man;

Upon my head ? Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue; Doug. Know then, my name is Douglas ; Spoke your deservings like a chronicle;

And I do haunt thee in the battle thus, Making you ever better than his praise, Because some tell me, that thou art a king. By still dispraising praise, valued with you: Blunt. They tell thee true. And, which became him like a prince indeed, Doug. The lord of Stafford dear to-day He made a blushing cital of himself ;

bought And chid his truant youth with such a grace, Thy likeness; for, instead of thee, king Ilarry, As if he master'd there a double spirit,

This sword hath ended him: so shall it the, Of teaching, and of learning, instantly.

Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner. There did he pause : But let me tell the world, Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud If he outlive the envy of this day,


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