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Fal. I would, it had been of horse. Where shall | Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time. I find one that can steal well ? O for a fine thief, Jack, of the age of two-and-twenty, or thereabouts! I am Meet me to-morrow i' the Temple-hall heinously unprovided. Well, Heaven be thanked At two o'clock i'the afternoon : for these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous; There shalt thou know thy charge; and there receive I laud them, I praise them.

Money, and order for their furniture. P. Hen. Bardolph

The land is burning; Percy stands on high; Bard. My lord.

And either they, or we, must lower lie. P. Hen. Go bear this letter to lord John of Lan

[Exeunt PRINCE, Poins, and BARDOLPH. caster,

Fal. Rare words! brave world! Hostess, my My brother John ; this to my lord of Westmore

breakfast ; come: land,

O, I could wish, this tavern were my drum. Go, Poins, to horse, to horse ; for thou, and I,



SCENE I. — The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury. For, as he writes, there is no quailing? now:

Because the king is certainly possess'd Enter HotSPUR, WORCESTER, and Douglas.

Of all our purposes. What say you to it? Hot. Well said, my noble Scot: If speaking Wor. Your father's sickness is a maim to us. truth,

Hot. A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off:In this fine age, were not thought flattery, And yet, in faith, 'tis not : his present want Such attribution should the Douglas' have, Seems more than we shall find it: - Were it good, As not a soldier of this season's stamp

To set the exact wealth of all our states Should go so general current through the world. All at one cast ? to set so rich a main By heaven, I cannot flatter; I defy

On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour ? The tongues of soothers; but a braver place It were not good : for therein should we read In my heart's love, hath no man than yourself : The very bottom and the soul of hope ; Nay, task me to the word; approve me,

lord. The very list 9, the very utmost bound Doug. Thou art the king of honour :

Of all our fortunes. man so potent breathes upon the ground,


Faith, and so we should ; But I will beard him.

Where now remains a sweet reversion :
Do so, and 'tis well :

We may boldly spend upon the hope of what;

Is to come in :
Enter a Messenger, with Letters.
What letters hast thou there? – I can but thank A comfort of retirement lives in this,

Hot. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto.

Wor. But yet, I would your father had been here, Mess. These letters come from your father, Hot. Letters from him! why comes he not himself? Brooks no division : It will be thought

The quality and hair * of our attempt Mess. He cannot come, my lord; he's grievous By some, that know not why he is away sick.

That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike IIot. O how has he the leisure to be sick,

Of our proceedings, kept the earl from hence; In such a justling time? Who leads his power?

And think, how such an apprehension
Under whose government come they along?
Mess. His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord. And breed a kind of question in our cause :

May turn the tide of fearful faction,
Wor. I pr'ythee, tell me, doth he keep his bed ?

For well you know, we of the offering side Mess

. He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth; Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement And at the time of my departure thence,

And stop all sight-holes, every loop, from whence He was much feard by his physicians. Wor. I would, the state of time had first been This absence of your father's draws a curtain,

The eye of reason may pry in upon us : whole,

That shows the ignorant a kind of fear Ere he by sickness had been visited ;

Before not dreamt of. His health was never better worth than now,


You strain too far. Hot. Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth 1, rather, of his absence make this use ; — infect

It lends a lustre, and more great opinion, The very life-blood of our enterprize;

A larger dare to our great enterprize, 'Tis catching hither, even to our camp:

Than if the earl were here: for men must think, He writes me here, - that inward sickness And that his friends by deputation could not

If we, without his help, can make a head So soon be drawn; nor did he think it meet,

To push against the kingdom; with his help, To lay so dangerous and dear a trust

We shall o'erturn it, topsy-turvy down. On any soul remov'd, but on his own.

Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole.

Doug. As heart can think : there is not such a Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,

word That with our small conjunction, we should on, To see how fortune is dispos’d to us :

Spoke of in Scotland, as this term of fear. ! This expression is applied by way of pre-eminence to the 2 Languishing.

3 Limit, boundary. head of the Douglas family.

• The complexion, the character.

Enter Sir Richard VERNON.

Fal. Lay out, lay out. Hot. My cousin Vernon! welcome, by my soul.

Bard. This bottle makes an angel. Ver. Pray Heaven, my news be worth a welcome,

Fal. An if it do, take it for thy labour; and if it lord.

make twenty, take them all, I'll answer the coinage. The earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,

Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at the town's end. Is marching hitherwards; with him, prince John.

Bard. I will, captain : farewell.

[Erit. Hot. No harm : What more ?

Fal. If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am Ver.

And further, I have learn'da souced gurnet. I have misused the king's press The king himself in person is set forth,

vilely. I have got in exchange of a hundred and Or hitherwards intended speedily,

fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I press With strong and mighty preparation.

me none but good householders, yeoman's sons. Hot. He shall be welcome, too. Where is his son, inquire me qut contracted bachelors, such as had The nimble-footed madcap prince of Wales,

been asked twice on the bans; such a commodity And his comrades that dafrd 5 the world aside,

of warm slaves, as had as lief hear the devil as a And bid it pass?

drum ; such as fear the report of a caliver 9 worse Ver. All furnish'd, all in arms,

than a struck fowl, or a hurt wild-duck. I pressed All plum'd like estridges 6 that wing the wind;

me none but such toasts and butter, with bearts no Bated 7 like eagles having lately bath'd;

bigger than pins' heads, and they have bought out Glittering in golden coats, like images;

their services; and now my whole charge consists As full of spirit as the month of May,

of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer ;

companies, slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.

painted cloth, and such as, indeed, were never I saw young Harry, — with his beaver on,

soldiers, but discarded, unjust serving-men, younger His cuisses 8 on his thighs, gallantly arm’d,

sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,

ostlers trade-fallen; the cankers of a calm world, And vaulted with such ease into his seat,

and a long peace; ten times more dishonourably As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,

ragged than an old faced ancient 1: and such have I To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus,

to fill up the rooms of them that have bought out And witch the world with noble horsemanship.

their services. A mad fellow met me on the way, Hot. No more, no more; worse than the sun in and told me I had unloaded all the gibbets, and March,

pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath seen such This praise doth nourish agues.

Let them came;

scare-crows. I'll not march through Coventry with They come like sacrifices in their trim,

them, that's flat: Nay, and the villains march And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war,

wide betwixt the legs, as if they had gyves? on; All hot, and bleeding, will we offer them :

for, indeed, I had the most of them out of prison. The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit,

There's but a shirt and a half in all my company : Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire,

and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together, To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh,

and thrown over the shoulders like a herald's coat And yet not ours : - - Come, let me take my horse, without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth, Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt,

stolen from my host at Saint Alban's, or the redAgainst the bosom of the prince of Wales :

nose inn-keeper of Daintry.3 But that's all one; Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse,

they'll find linen enough on every hedge. Meet, and ne'er part, till one drop down a corse. —

Enter Prince Henry and WESTMORELAND O, that Glendower were come! Ver.

There is more news :

P. Hen. How now, blown Jack? how now, quilt? I learn'd in Worcester as I rode along,

Fal. What, Hal? How now, mad wag ? what a

devil dost thou in Warwickshire ? He cannot draw his power this fourteen days.

My good lord Doug. That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet. of Westmoreland, I cry you merey; I thought your Wor. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound. honour had already been at Shrewsbury.

West. 'Faith, sir John, 'tis more than time that Hot. What may the king's whole battle reach

I were there, and you too; but my powers are there unto? Ver. To thirty thousand.

already: The king, I can tell you, looks for us all; Hot.

Forty let it be ;

we must away all night. My father and Glendower being both away,

Fal. Tut, never fear me; I am as vigilant as a

cat to steal cream. The powers of us may serve so great a day. Come, let us make a muster speedily:

P. Hen. I think to steal cream, indeed; for thy

theft hath already made thee butter. But, tell me, Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily.

Jack; Whose fellows are these that come after ? Doug. Talk not of dying; I am out of fear Of death, or death's hand, for this one hall year.

Fal. Mine, Hal, mine. [Exeunt.

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

Fal. Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for SCENE II. A public Road near Coventry.

powder, food for powder ; they'll fill a pit, as well Enter Falstaff and BARDOLPH.

as better : tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.

West. Ay, but sir John, methinks they are exFal. Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry; till ceeding poor and bare ; too beggarly. me a bottle of sack: our soldiers shall march

Fal. 'Faith, for their poverty, — I know not through ; we'll to Sutton-Colfield to-night.

where they had that: and for their bareness, - I Bard. Will you give me money, captain ?

am sure they never learned that of me. 5 Threw contemptuously. 6 Ostriches. 9 Musket.

1 Standard 7 Fresh. 8 Armour for the thighs.

2 Fetters

3 Darentry, pronounced Daintry. 7 The delivery of his lands. 8 The greater and the less

P. Hen. No, I'll be sworn; unless you call three | Such bold hostility, teaching this duteous land fingers on the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste; Audacious cruelty: If that the king Percy is already in the field.

Have any way your good deserts forgot, Fal. What, is the king encamped ?

Which he confesseth to be manifold, West. He is, sir John; I fear we shall stay too He bids you name your griefs; and, with all speel, long.

You shall have your desires, with interest; Fal. Well,

And pardon absolute for yourself, and these, To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a Herein misled by your suggestion. feast,

Hol. The king is kind; and, well we know, the Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Exeunt.


Knows at what time to promise, when to pay. SCENE III. - The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury. My father, and my uncle, and myself,

Did give him that same royalty he wears : Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, Douglas, and

And, — when he was not six and twenty strong, VERNON.

Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low,

A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home, Hot. We'll fight with him to-night.

My father gave him welcome to the shore: Wor.

It may not be.

And, — when he heard him swear, and vow to God, Doug. You give him then advantage.

He came but to be duke of Lancaster, Ver.

Not a whit.

To sue his livery 7, and beg his peace;
Hor. Why say you so ? looks he not for supply? With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal, -
Ver. So do we.
His is certain, ours is doubtful. Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too.

My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd,
Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to-night. Now, when the lords and barons of the realm
Ver. Do not, my lord.

Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him, Doug.

You do not counsel well; The more and less 8 came in with cap and knee ; You speak it out of fear and cold heart.

Met him in boroughs, cities, villages; Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas : by my life, (And I dare well maintain it with my life,)

Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,

Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths, If well respected honour bid me on,

Gave him their heirs; as pages followed bim, I hold as little counsel with weak fear,

Even at the heels, in golden multitudes. As you, my lord, or any Scot that lives :

He presently, - as greatness knows itself, Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle,

Steps me a little higher than his vow Which of us fears.

Made to my father, while his blood was poor, Doug. Yea, or to night.

Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg; Ver.


And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform Hot. To-night say I.

Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees, Ver.

Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much, being men of such great leading “,

That lie too heavy on the commonwealth :

Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep That you foresee not what impediments

Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face, Drag back our expedition : Certain horse Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:

This seeming brow of justice, did he win Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day;

The hearts of all that he did angle for.

Proceeded further; cut me off the heads
And now their pride and mettle is asleep,

Of all the favourites, that the absent king
Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
That not a horse is half the half himself.

In deputation left behind him here,

When he was personal in the Irish war. Hot. So the horses of the enemy,

Blunt. I came not to hear this. In general journey-bated and brought low;


Then, to the point. The better part of ours is full of rest.

In short time after, he depos'd the king; Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours:

Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life; For heaven's sake, cousin, stay till all come in. [ The Trumpet sounds a parley. To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March

And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state : Enter Sir WALTER BLUNT.

(Who is, if every owner were well plac'd, Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, There without ransome to lie forfeited :

Indeed his king,) to be incag'd in Wales,
If you vouchsafe me hearing, and respect.
Hot. Welcome, sir Walter Blunt; And 'would Disgrac'd me in my happy victories ;
to heaven,

Sought to entrap me by intelligence ;
You were of our determination !

Rated my uncle from the council-board; Some of us love you well : and even those some

In rage dismiss'd my father from the court ; Envy your great deserving, and good name;

Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong: Because you are not of our quality,

And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out But stand against us like an enemy.

This head of safety; and, withal, to pry
Blunt. And God defend, but still I should stand so, Too indirect for long continuance.

Into his title, the which we find
So long as, out of limit, and true rule,
You stand against anointed majesty!

Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king ? But to my charge. — The king hath sent to know

Hot. Not so, sir Walter; we'll withdraw awhile. The nature of your griefs 6; and whereupon

Go to the king ; and let there be impawn'd You conjure from the breast of civil peace

Some surety for a safe return again, • Conduct, experience. ► Fellowship

6 Grievances.

And in the morning early shall mine uncle And comes not in, o'er-rul’d by prophecies) Bring him our purposes : and so farewell.

I fear the power of Percy is too weak Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and To wage an instant trial with the king. love.

Gent. Why, good my lord, you need not fear; Hot. And, may be, so we shall.

there's Douglas, Blunt.

'Pray heaven, you do! And Mortimer.
(Ereunt. Arch.

No, Mortimer's not there.
SCENE IV.— York. A Room in the Archbishop's

Gent. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord Harry House.


And there's my lord of Worcester; and a head Enter the Archbishop of York, and a Gentleman.

Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. Arch. Hie, good sir Michael ? bear this sealed Arch. And so there is : but yet the king hath brief,

drawn With winged haste, to the lord mareshal ;

The special head of all the land together :This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster, To whom they are directed: if you knew

The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt; How much they do import, you would make haste. And many more corrivals, and dear men Gent. My good lord,

Of estimation and command in arms. I guess their tenor.

Gent. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opArch.

Like enough you do. To-morrow, good sir Michael, is a day,

Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men

And, to prevent the worst, sir Michael, speed : Must 'bide the touch: For, sir, at Shrewsbury, For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king As I am truly given to understand,

Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, For he hath heard of our confederacy. Meets with lord Harry: and I fear, sire Michael,- And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him; What with the sickness of Northumberland, Therefore, make haste: I must go write again (Whose power was in the first proportion,) To other friends; and so farewell, sir Michael. And what with Owen Glendower's absence thence,

[Exeunt severally (Who with them was a rated sinew too',



SCENEI. The King's Camp near Shrewsbury. With quiet hours; for, I do protest,

I have not sought the day of this dislike. Enter King Henry, Prince Henry, Prince

K. Hen. You have not sought for it! how comes John of Lancaster, Sir WALTER BLUNT, and Sir

it then ? John FalstaFF.

Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer

P. Hen. Peace, chewet 4, peace. Above yon busky ? hill! the day looks pale

Wor. It pleas'd your majesty, to turn your looks At his distemperature.

Of favour, from myself, and all our house ;
P. Hen.
The southern wind

And yet I must remember you, my lord,
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes ;

We were the first and dearest of your friends. And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves,

For you, my staff of office did I break Foretells a tempest, and a blustering day.

In Richard's time; and posted day and night K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sympathize ; To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand. For nothing can seem foul to those that win. When yet you were in place and in account

Nothing so strong and fortunate as I. Trumpet. Enter WORCESTER and Vernon.

It was myself, my brother, and his son, How now, my lord of Worcester ? 'tis not well, That brought you home, and boldly did outdare That you and I should meet upon such terms The dangers of the time : You swore to us, – As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust; And you did swear that oath at Doncaster, And made us doff's our easy robes of peace, That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state ; To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel :

Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right, This is not well, my lord, this is not well.

The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster : What say you to't? will you again unknit

To this we swore our aid. But, in short space, This churlish knot of all-abhorred war?

It rain'd down fortune showering on your head ; And move in that obedient orb again,

And such a flood of greatness fell on you, --. Where you did give a fair and natural light, What with our help; what with the absent king; And be no more an exhald meteor,

What with the injuries of a wanton time; A prodigy of fear, and a portent

The seeming sufferances that you had borne; Of broached mischief to the unborn times ?

And the contrarious winds, that held the king Wor. Hear me, my liege:

So long in his unlucky Irish wars,
For mine own part, I could be well content That all in England did repute him dead,
To entertain the lag-end of my life

And, from this swarm of fair advantages,
1 A strength on which they reckoned.

You took occasion to be quickly woo'd 3 Put off,

4 A chattering bird, a pie.

9 Letter. 9 Woody.

To gripe the general sway into your hand;

Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster ;

bestride me, so ; 'tis a point of friendship. And, being fed by us, you us'd us so

P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,

friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell. Useth the sparrow; did oppress our nest;

Fal. I would it were bed-time, Ilal, and all well. Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,

P. Hen. Why, thou owest heaven a death. That even our love durst not come near your sight,

[Exit. For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay We were enforc'd for safety sake, to fly

before the day. What need I be so forward with Out of your sight, and raise this present head : him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Whereby we stand opposed by such means Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour As you yourself have forg'd against yourself ; prick me off when I come on? how then ? Can By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,

honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm ? No. And violation of all faith and troth

Or take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour Sworn to us in your younger enterprize.

hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have articu- A word. What is in that word, honour? What is lated ,

that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches; hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he To face the garment of rebellion

feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insenWith some fine colour, that may please the eye sible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will not Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news suffer it: - therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a Of hurlyburly innovation :

mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism. (Exit. And never yet did insurrection want Such water-colours, to impaint his cause ;

SCENE II. · The Rebel Camp.
Nor moody beggars, starving for a time
Of pellmell havock and confusion.

P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many a soul, Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, sir
Shall pay full dearly for this

If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew, The liberal kind offer of the king.
The prince of Wales doth join with all the world Ver. "Twere best he did.
In praise of Henry Percy; By my hopes, —


Then are we all undone. This present enterprize set off head,

It is not possible, it cannot be, I do not think, a braver gentleman,

The king should keep his word in loving us; More active-valiant, or more valiant-young, He will suspect us still, and find a time More daring, or more bold, is now alive,

To punish this offence in other faults : To grace his latter age with noble deeds.

Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes : For my part, I may speak it to my shame,

For treason is but trusted like the fox; I have a truant been to chivalry ;

Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up, And so, I hear, he doth account me too:

Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. Yet this before my father's majesty,

Look how we can, or sad, or merrily, I ain content, that he shall take the odds

Interpretation will misquote our looks; Of his great name and estimation;

And we shall feed like oxen at a stall, And will, to save the blood on either side,

The better cherish'd, still the nearer death Try fortune with him in a single fight.

My nephew's trespass may be well forgot, K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we venture It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood; thee,

And an adopted name of privilege, Albeit, considerations infinite

A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen: Do make against it:— No, good Worcester, no, All his offences live upon my head, We love our people well ; even those we love, And on his father's ; - we did train him on; That are misled upon your cousin's part:

And, his corruption being ta'en from us, And, will they take the offer of our grace,

We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all. Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his :

In any case, the offer of the king. So tell your cousin, and bring me word

Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis so. What he will do : — But if he will not yield, Here comes your cousin. Rebuke and dread correction wait on us, And they shall do their office. So, be gone; Enter Hotspur and Douglas; and Officers and We will not now be troubled with reply :

Soldiers, behind. We offer fair, take it advisedly.

Hot. My uncle is return’d: – Deliver up (Exeunt WORCESTER and Vernon. My lord of Westmoreland. — Uncle, what news? P. Hen. It will not be accepted on my life: Wor. The king will bid you battle presently. The Douglas and the Hotspur both together Doug. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland. Are confident against the world in arms.

Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so. K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. charge;

[Erit. For, on their answer, will we set on them :

Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the king. And God befriend us, as our cause is just !

Hot. Did you beg any? God forbid ! (Excunt King, Blunt, and Priyce Join.

Wor. I told him gently of our grievances, 5 Exhibited in articles,

Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,

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