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Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion,
And show'd thou makest some tender of my life,
In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.

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Prince. O God! they did me too much injury
That ever said I learken'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 Gawsey.

[Erit.
Enter HOTSPUR.
IIot. 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.

Why, then I see
A very valiant rebel of the name.
I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,
To share with me in glory any more:
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 ininc!

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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 woundell, 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; They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my fesli: But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; 81 And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy, But that the earthy and cold hand of death Lies on my tongue: no, Percy, thou art dust,

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And food for

Dier.
Prince. For worms, brave Percy: fare thee well, grcat

hcart!
Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
When that this body did contain a spirit,
A kingdom for ii was too small a bound;

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But now two paces of the vilest earthi
Is room enough; this earth that bears theo dcad
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
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,

100 Bui 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.

(Exit. 110 * Fal. [Rising up] Embowelled! if thou embowel me today, I'll give you leave to powder me and eat me too toinorrow. 'Sblood, 'twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit: to die, is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man: but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby Jiveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed. The better part of valour is discretion; in the which better part I have saved my life. 'Zounds, I am afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: how, if he should counterfeit too and rise? by my faith, I am afraid he would prove the better counterfeit. Therefore I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I? Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me. Therefore, sirrah [stabbing him), with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me.

[ Takes up Hotspur on his back. Re-enter the PRINCE OF WALES and LORD JOHN OF LAN

CASTER.

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Prince. Come, brother John; full bravely hast thou

flesh'd Thy maiden sword. Lan.

But, soft! whom have we here?
Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?

Prince. I did; I saw him dead,
Breathless and bleeding on the ground. Art thou alive?
Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?
I prithee, speak; we will not trust our eyes
Without our ears: thou art not what thou seem'st. 140

Fal. No, that's certain; I am not a double man: but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There is Percy [throwing the body down]: if your father will do me any honour, so; if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. Í look to be either earl or duke, I can assure you.

Prince. Why, Percy I killed myself and saw thcc dead.

Fal. Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is given
to lying! I grant you I was down and out of breath; and
so was he: but we rose both at an instant and fought a
long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I may be believed, so;
if not, let them that should reward valour bear the sin
upon their own heads. I'll take it upon my death, I gave
him this wound in the thigh: if the man were alive and
would deny it, 'zounds, I would make him eat a piece of
my sword.
Lan. This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.

Prince. This is the strangest fellow, brother John.
Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back: 160
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
I'll gild it with the happiest terms I have.

[A retreat is sounded.
The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.
Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field,
To see what friends are living, who are dead.

[Excunt Prince of Wales and Lancaster. Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God reward his! If I do grow great, I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly as a nobleman should do.

[Erit.
SCENE V. Another part of the field.
The trumpets sound. Enter the King, PRINCE OF WALES,

LORD JOIN OF LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMONELAND,
with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners.
King. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.
Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send grace,

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Pardon and terms of love to all of you?
And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary?
Misuse the tenour of thy kinsman's trust?
Three kuights upon our party slain to-day,
A noble carl and many a creature else
Had been alive this hour,
Il like a Christian thou hadst truly borne
Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

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Wor. What I lave done my safety urged me to;
And I embrace this fortune patiently,
Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

King. Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too:
Other offenders we will pause upon.

[Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded. How goes the field:

Prince. The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw
The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him,
The noble Percy slain, and all his men
Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest;

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And falling from a hill, he was so bruised
That the pursuers took him. At my tent
The Douglas is; and I bescech your grace
I may dispose of him.
King.

With all my heart.
Prince. Then, brother Jolin of Lancaster, to you
This honourable bounty shall belong:
Go to the Douglas, and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:
His valour shown upon our crests to-day
Hath taught us how to cherislı such high deeds

30 Even in the bosom of our adversaries,

Lan. I thank your grace for this high courtesy,
Which I shall give away immediately

King. Then this remains, that we divide our power.
You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland
Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed,
To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,
Who, as we hear, are busily in arms:
Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales,
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March. 40
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
Meeting the check of such another day:
And since this business so fair is done,
Let us not leave till all our own be won.

[Excunt.

1

THE SECOND PART OF

KING HENRY IV.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

RUMOUR, the Presenter.

SIR JOHN COLEVILE, King HENRY the Fourth.

TRAVERS and Morton, retainers HENRY, PRINCE OF

of Northuinberland. Wales, afterwards

SIR JOHN FALSTAFF. King Henry V.,

His Page. THOMAS, DUKE OF

BARDOLPH, CLARENCE,

his sons.

PISTOL. PRINCE JOHN OF LAN

Poiss. CASTER,

PETO. PRIxce HUMPHREY OF

SHALLOW, GLOUCESTER,

SILENCE,

country justices. EARL OF WARWICK.

DAVY, Servant to Shallow EARL OF WESTMORELAND.

MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, EARL OF SURREY.

and BULLCALF, recruits. GOWER.

Fang and Snare, sheriff's officers. HARCOURT. BLIXT.

Lady NORTHUMBERLAND.
Lord Chief-Justice of the King's MISTRESS Quickly, hostess of a

LADY PERCY.
Bench.
A Servant of the Chief-Justice.

* tavern in Eastcheap. EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND.

DOLL TEARSHEET. SCROOP, Archbishop of York, Lords and Attendants; Porter, LORD MOWBRAY.

Prawers, Beadles, Grooms, &c. LORD HASTINGS. LORD BARDOLPH.

A Dancer,speaker of the epilogue. SCENE: England.

INDUCTION.
Warkworth. Before the castle.

Enter Rumour, painted full of tongues.
Rum. Open your ears; for which of you will stop
The vent of hearing when loud Rumour speaks?
I, from the orient to the drooping west,
Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold
The acts commenced on this ball of earth:
Upon my tongues continnal slanders ride,
The which in every language I pronounce,

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