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For I profess not talking; Only this
[The trumpets sound. They embrace, and exeunt.
SCENE III.—Plain near Shrewsbury. Excursions, and Parties fighting. Alarum to the Battle. Then
enter DOUGLAS and BLUNT, meeting. Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek Upon my head ?
Doug, Know, then, my name is Douglas;
Blunt. They tell thee true.
Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;
[They fight, and BLUNT is slain.
Doug. All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king.
Hot. This, Douglas ? no, I know this face full well:
Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes ! A borrow'd title
hast thou bought too dear.
Hot. Up, and away;
[Exeunt. Other Alarums.- Enter FALSTAFF. Fal. Though I could ’scape shot-free at London, I fear the shot here; here's no scoring, but upon the pate.—Soft! who art thou ? Sir Walter Blunt; there's honour for you; Here's no vanity!—I am as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too : God keep lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine own bowels.-I have led my raggamuffins where they are peppered: there's but three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and they are for the town's end, to beg during life. But who comes here?
* 1.e. wagered against.
Enter PRINCE HENRY. P. Hen. What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me thy sword : Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies, Whose deaths are unrevenged: Pr’ythee, lend thy sword.
Fal. O Hal, I prythee, give me leave to breathe a while.Turk Gregory* never did such deeds in arms, as I have done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure.
P. Hen. He is, indeed, and living to kill thee. Lend me thy sword, I prythee.
Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.
P. Hen. Give it me: What, is it in the case ?
[The Prince draws out a bottle of sack, P. Hen. What is’t a time to jest and dally now?
[ Throws it at him and exit. Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do come in my way, so; if he do not, if I come in his, willingly, let him make a carbonadot of me. I like not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath : Give me life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes unlooked for, and there's an end.
[Exit. SCENE IV.-Another part of the Field. Alarums. Excursions.- Enter the KING, PRINCE HENRY,
PRINCE JOHN, and WESTMORELAND.
P. John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.
P. Hen. I do beseech your majesty, make up,
K. Hen. I will do so :
West. Come, my lord, I will lead you to your tent.
P. Hen. Lead me, my lord, I do not need your help:
* I. e. Pope Gregory VII. † A piece of meat cut crossways for the gridiron.
And rebels' arms triumph in massacres !
P. John. We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmoreland, Our duty this way lies: for God's sake, come.
[Exeunt PRINCE JOHN and WESTMORELAND,
K. Hen. I saw him hold lord Percy at the point,
P. Hen. O, this boy
K. Hen. The king himself ; who, Douglas grieves at heart,
Doug. I fear, thou art another counterfeit;
[They fight; the King being in danger, enter PRINCE HENRY,
P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like
[They fight; DOUGLAS flies.
K. Hen. Stay, and breathe awhile :-
P. Hen. O heaven! they did me too much injury,
[Exit KING HENRY. * Reputation.
P. Hen. Why, then I see
Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
P. Hen. I'll make it greater ere I part from thee;
[They fight. Enter FALSTAFF. Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal!-Nay, you shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you. Enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF, who falls down as if he were dead, and exit DOUGLAS. HOTSPUR is wounded, and.
Hot. O, Harry, thou hast robb’d me of my youth:
grave, But not remember'd in thy epitaph !
[He sees FALSTAFF on the ground.
What! old acquaintance ! could not all this flesh
[Exit. Fal. [rising slowly). Embowelled ! if thou embowel me today, I'll give you leave to powderţ me and eat me too, to-morrow, 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 liveth, 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? 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 HOTSPUR on his back. Re-enter PRINCE HENRY, and PRINCE JOHN. P. Hen. Come, brother John, full bravely hast thou fleshed Thy maiden sword.
P. John. But, soft! whom have we here?
P. Hen. I did; I saw him dead, breathless and bleeding
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. I look to be either earl or duke, I can assure you.
P. Hen. Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee 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 arose 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, I would make him eat a piece of my sword. * 1. e. for embalming.