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SCENE IV ANOTHER PART OF THE FIELD

Alarum. Excursions. Enter the KING, the PRINCE, LORD
JOHN OF LANCASTER, and EARL OF WESTMORELAND

KING. I prithee,
Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much.
Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.

LAN. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.
PRINCE. I beseech your majesty, make up,
Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.

KING. I will do so.

My Lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent.
WEST. Come, my lord, I'll lead you to your tent.
PRINCE. Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help: 10
And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive
The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,

Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on,

And rebels' arms triumph in massacres !

LAN. We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmore

land,

Our duty this way lies; for God's sake, come.

[Exeunt Prince John and Westmoreland. PRINCE. By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster;

I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:
Before, I loved thee as a brother, John;
But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

5 make up] advance.

6 amaze] bewilder, strike with panic.

14 triumph] The accent falls on the second syllable. Cf. IV, iii, 15, supra.

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I saw

KING. I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point, With lustier maintenance than I did look for

Of such an ungrown warrior.

PRINCE.

Lends mettle to us all!

O, this boy

Enter DOUGLAS

[Exit.

DOUG. Another king! they grow like Hydra's heads:

I am the Douglas, fatal to all those

That wear those colours on them: what art thou,
That counterfeit'st the person of a king?

K. HEN. The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves at heart

So many of his shadows thou hast met
And not the very king. I have two boys
Seek Percy and thyself about the field:
But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily,
I will assay thee: so, defend thyself.

DOUG. I fear thou art another counterfeit ;
And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a king:
But mine I am sure thou art, whoe'er thou be,
And thus I win thee.

[They fight; the King being in danger, re-enter Prince of Wales. PRINCE. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like Never to hold it up again! the spirits

Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms: It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee;

21 hold Lord Percy at the point] parry Lord Percy's blows. 34 assay thee] make trial of, measure swords with, thee.

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Who never promiseth but he means to pay.

[They fight: Douglas flies.

life,

Cheerly, my lord; how fares your grace?
Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succour sent,
And so hath Clifton: I'll to Clifton straight.
KING. Stay, and breathe a while:
Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion,
And show'd thou makest some tender of my
In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.
PRINCE. O God! they did me too much injury
That ever said I hearken'd for your death.
If it were so, I might have let alone
The insulting hand of Douglas over you,
Which would have been as speedy in your end
As all the poisonous potions in the world,
And saved the treacherous labour of your son.
KING. Make up to Clifton: I'll to Sir Nicholas

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Gawsey.

Enter HOTSPUR

[Exit.

HOT. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.
PRINCE. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name. 60
HOT. My name is Harry Percy.
PRINCE.

A very valiant rebel of the name.

Why, then I see

I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,
To share with me in glory any more:

48 opinion] reputation.

49 makest some tender of] showest some regard for.

52 hearken'd for] waited for. Cf. T. of Shrew, I, ii, 256.

58 Make up to Clifton] Join Clifton.

Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere;
Nor can one England brook a double reign,
Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.

HOT. Nor shall it, Harry; for the hour is come
To end the one of us; and would to God
Thy name in arms were now as great as mine!
PRINCE. I'll make it greater ere I part from thee;
And all the budding honours on thy crest
I'll crop, to make a garland for my head.

HOT. I can no longer brook thy vanities. [They fight.
Enter FALSTAFF

FAL. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal! Nay, you shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you.

Re-enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF, who falls down as if he were dead, and exit DOUGLAS. HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls

HOT. O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth! I better brook the loss of brittle life

Than those proud titles thou hast won of me;

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They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my flesh: 80
But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;
And time, that takes survey of all the world,
Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,

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But that the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue: no, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for -

[Dies.

PRINCE. For worms, brave Percy: fare thee well,

great heart!

Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
When that this body did contain a spirit,

A kingdom for it was too small a bound;
But now two paces of the vilest earth

Is room enough: this earth that bears thee dead
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.

If thou wert sensible of courtesy,

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I should not make so dear a show of zeal:
But let my favours hide thy mangled face;
And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself
For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!
Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
But not remember'd in thy epitaph!

[He spieth Falstaff on the ground.

What, old acquaintance! could not all this flesh

Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell!

I could have better spared a better man:
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,
Though many dearer, in this bloody fray.
Embowell'd will I see thee by and by:
Till then in blood by noble Percy lie.

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96 favours] ribbons worn as a scarf.

109 Embowell'd] Embowelled for embalming.

[Exit. 110

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