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ragged than an old faced ancient:* and such Wor. Good cousin, be adris'd ; stir mut to. have I, to fill up the rooms of them that have

night. bought out their services, that you would Ver. Do not, my lord. think, that I had a hundred and fifty tattered Doug. You do not counsel well; prodigals, lately come from swine-keeping, You speak it out of fear, and cold heart. from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life, met me on the way, and told me, I had un. (And I dare well maintain it with my life,) loaded all the gibbets, and pressed the dead If well respected hopour bid me on, bodies. No eye hath seer such scare-crows. I hold as little counsel with weak fear, I'll not march through Coventry with them, As you my lord, or any Scot thirt lives:that's flat :-Nay, and the villains march wide Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle, betwixt the legs, as if they had gyvest on;

Which of us fears. for, indeed, I had the most of them out of Doug. Yea, or to-night. prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my Ver. Content. company: and the half-shirt is two napkins, Hot. To-night, say I. tacked together, and thrown over the shoulders Ver. Come, come, it may not be. like a herald's coat without sleeves; and the I wonder much, being men of such great lead. shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at

ing, * Saint Alban's, or the red-nose ion-keeper of That you foresee not what impediments Daintry. But that's all one; they'll find Drag back our expedition: Certain horse linen enough on every hedge.

Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:

Your uncle Worcester's horse came but toEnter Prince HENRY and WESTMORELAND.

day; P. Hen. How now, blown Jack? how now, And now their pride and mettle is asleep, quilt?

Their courage with hard labour tame and Jull, ful. What, Hal? How now, mad wag? what That not a horse is half the half himself. a devil dost thou in Warwickshire?–My good

Hot. So are the horses of the enemy lord of Westmoreland, I cry you mercy; I In general, journey-bated, and brought low; thought, your honour had already been at The better part of ours is full of rest. Shrewsbury.

Wor. The number of the king exceedeth West. 'Faith, Sir John, 'tis more than time that I were there, and you too; but my powers For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in. are there already: The king, I can tell you,

(The Trumpet sounds a parley. looks for us all; we must away all night.

Enter Sir WALTER BLUNT. Fal. Tut, never fear me; I am as vigilant as a cat to steal cream.

Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the P. Hen. I think, to steal cream indeed; for

king, thy theft hath already made thee butter. "But If you vouchsafe me hearing, and respect. tell me, Jack; Whose fellows are these that Hot. Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; Andi come after?

'would to God, Fal. Mine, Hal, mine.

You were of our determination! P. Hen. I did never see such pitiful rascals. Some of us love you well: and even those some

Fal. Tut, tut; good enough to toss; food for Envy your great deserving, and good name; powder, food for powder; they'll fill a pit, as Becanse you are not of our quality,t well as better: tush, man, mortal men, mortal But stand against us like an enemy. men.

Blunt. And God defend, but still I should West. Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor and bare; too beggarly. So long as, out of limit and trne rule,

Fal. ’Faith, for their poverty, -I know not You stand against anointed majesty! {know where they had that: and for their bareness, But, to my charge:-The king hath sent to -I am sure, they never learned that of me. The nature of your griefs ;t and whereupon

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

West. He is, Sir John; I fear, we shall stay He bids you name your griefs, and, with all Fal. What, is the king encamped ?

Have any way your good deserts forgot,

Which he confesseth to be manifold, too long. Fal. Well,

speed, To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning You shall have your desires, with interest; of a feast,

And pardon absolute yourself, and these, Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Exeunt. Herein misled by your suggestion.

Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know, SCENE III.-The Rebel Camp near Shreros

the king bury.

knows at what time to promise, when to pay. Enter HotSPUR, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and

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

Did give him that same royalty he wears:

And, when he was not six and twenty stronga Hot. We'll fight with him to-night.

Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low Wor. It may not be.

A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,Doug. You give him then advantage. My father gave him welcome to the shore : Ver. Not a whit.

And,- when he heard him swear, and vow Hot. Why say you so? looks he not for sup

God, ply?

He came but to be duke of Lancaster, Ver. So do we.

To sue his livery,ş and beg his peace ; Hot. His is certain, ours is doubtful.

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stand ou,

him;

With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal,- As I am truly given to understand,
My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd, The king, with mighty and quick-raised power,
Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too. Meets with lord Harry: and I lear, Sir
Now, when the lords, and barons of the realm

Michael,-
Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him, What with the sickness of Northumberland,
The more and less* came in with cap and knee; (Whose power was in the first proportion,)
Met him in bocoughs, cities, villages;

And what with Owen Glendower's absence, Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,

thence, Laid gifts before hin., protier'd him their oaths, (Who with then was a rated sinew too, Gave him their heirs; as pages follow'd him, And comes not in, o'er-rul'd by prophecies, Even at the heels, in golden multitudes. I fear, the power of Percy is too weak He presently,-as greatness knows itself,- To wage an instant trial with the king. Steps me a little higher than his vow

Gent. Why, good my lord, you need not fear; Made to my father, while his blood was poor,

there's Douglas, Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg ;

And Mortimer. And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform Arch. No, Mortimer's no' there. Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees, Gent. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord That lie too heavy on the commonwealth ::

Harry Percy, Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep

And there's my lord of Worcester; and a head Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face, Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. This seeming brow of justice, did he win Arch. And so there is: but yet the king bath The hearts of all that he did angle for.

drawn Proceeded further; cut me off the heads The special head of all the land together ;-Of all the favourites, that the absent king The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster, In deputation left behina him here,

The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt; When he was personal in the Irish war. And many more corrivals, and dear men Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this.

Of estimation and command in arms. Hot. Then, to the point.

Geni, Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well In short time after, lie deposed the king;

oppos'd. Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life; Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state: And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed: To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king March

Dismiss his power, he means to visit us,(Who is, it every owner were well plac'd, For he hath heard of our confederacy,Indeed his king',) to be incag'd in Wales,

And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against There without ransom to lie forfeited; Disgrac'd me in my happy victories;

Therefore, make haste: I must go write again Sought to entrap me by intelligence;

To other friends, and so farewell, Sir Michael. Rated my uncle from the council-board:

(Exeunt sererally, In rage dismiss'd my father from the court; Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong:

ACT V. And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out SCENE I. The King's Camp near Shrersiury. This head of safety; and, withal, to pry Into his title, the which we tind

Enter King Henry, Prince Henry, Prince Tou indirect for long continuance.

John of Lancaster, Sir Walter Blunt, and

Sir JOHN FALSTAFF. Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king? (lot. Not so, Sir Walter; we'll withdraw K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer awhile.

Above yon buskyt hill! the day looks pale Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd At his distemperature, Some surety for a sate return again,

P. Hen. The southern wind And in the morning early shall mine uncle Doth play the trumpet to his purposes; Bring him our purposes, and so farewell. And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves, Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace Foretells a tempest, and a blustering day. and love.

k. Hen. Then with the losers let it sym1ot. And, may be, so we shall.

pathize; Blunt. 'Pray heaven, you do! (Exeunt. For nothing can seem foul to those that win.

Trumpet.-Enter Worcester and Verxos. SCENE IV.-York.- A Room in the Arch. bishop's House.

How now, my lord of Worcester? 'tis not well,

That you and I should meet upon such terms Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, and a GentLE- As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust; MAN.

And made us dofft our easy robes of peace,

To crush our old limbs in ungentle stcel : Arch. Hie, good Sir Michael, bear this This is not well, my lord, this is not well. sealed brief,

What say you to't? will you again unknit With winged haste, to the lord mareschal; This churlish knot of all-abhorred war? This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest And move in that obedient orb again, To whom they are directed : if you knew Where you would give a fair and natural light; How much they do import, you would make And be no more an exhald mcteor, haste.

A prodigy of feas and a portent Gent. My good lord,

Of broached mischief to the unborn times? I guess their tenor.

Wor. Hear me, my liege: Arch. Like enough, you do.

For mine own part, I could be well conteni To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day, To entertain the lag-end of my life Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men With quiet hours ; for, I do protest, Must 'bide the touch: For, Sir, at Shrewsbury,

• A strength on which they reckoned Woody Letter.

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I have not sought the day of this dislike. To grace this latter age with noble deeds. i Hen. You have not sought for it! how For my part, I may speak it to my shame, comes it then?

I have a truant been to chivalry; al. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. And so, I hear, he doth account me too: 2. Aen, Peace, chewet, * peace.

Yet this before my father's majesty, Vor. It pleas'd your majesty, to turn your I am content, that he shall take the odds looks

Of his great name and estimation; or favour, from myself, and all our house; And will, to save the blood on either side, And yet I must remember you, my lord, Try fortune with him in a single fight. We were the first and dearest of your friends. K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we For you, my staff of office did I break

venture thee, In Richard's time; and posted day and night Albeit, considerations infinite To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand, Do make against it:-No, good Worcester, no, When yet you were in place and in account We love our people well, even those we love, Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.

That are misled upon your cousin's part: It was myself, my brother, and his son, [dare And, will they take the offer of our grace, That brought you home, and boldly did out- Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man The dangers of the time: You swore to us,- Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his: And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,-- So tell your cousin, and bring me word That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the What he will do :-But if he will not yield, state;

(right, Rebuke and dread correction wait on us, Nor claim no further than your new-tall'n And they shall do their office. So, be gone; The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster: We will not now be troubled with reply: To this we swore our aid. But, in short space, We usser fair, take it advisedly. It rain'd down fortune showering on your

[Exeunt WORCESTER und VERNON. head;

P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life: And such a flood of greatness fell on you, The Douglas and the Hotspur both together What with our help; what with the absent Are confident against the world in arms. king;

K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leaders What with the injuries of a wanton time;

his charge; The seeming sufferances that you had borne; For, on their answer, will we set on them: And the contrarious winds, that held the king And God befriend us, as our cause is just! So long in his unlucky Irish wars,

(Saeunt King, B:unt, and Prince John, That all in England did repute him dead,- Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, And, from this swarın of fair advantages, and bestride me, so; 'tis a point of friendship. You took occasion to be quickly woo'd

P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee To gripe the general sway into your hand : that friendship. Say thy prayers, and fareForgot your oath to us at Doncaster;

well. And, being fed by us, you us'd us so

Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,

well. Useth the sparrow: did oppress our nest; P. Hen. Why, thou owest God a death. Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,

(Erit. That even our love durst not come near your Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to sight,

pay him before his day. What need I be so For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing forward with him that calls not on me? Well, We were enforc'd, for safety sake, to fly 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, Out of your sight, and raise this present head: but how if honour prick me off when I come Whereby we stand opposed by such means on; how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. As you yourself have forg'd against yourself; | Or an arm ? No. Or take away the grief of a By unkind usage, dangerous countenance, wound ? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery And violation of all faith and troth

then? No. What is honour? A word. What Sworn to us in your younger enterprize. is in that word, honour? What is that honour? K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have ar- Air. A trim reckoning !-Who hath it? He ticulaterlet

that died o’Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches; Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? To face the garment of rebellion

Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with With some fine colour, that may please the eye the living? No. Why? Detraction will not Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, suffer it:-therefore I'll done of it: Honour is Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news a mere scutcheon," and so ends my catechism, Of hurlyburly innovation :

[Exit. And never yet did insurrection want Such water-colours, to impaint his cause;

SCENE II.--The Rebel Camp.-Enter WorNor moody beggars, starving for a time

CESTER and Vernon.
Of pellmell havoc and confusion.
P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know,

Sir Richard,
Shall pay full dearly for this encounter, The liberal kind offer of the king.
If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew, Ver. 'Twere best he did.
The prince of Wales doth join with all the Wor. Then are we all undone.
world

It is not possible, it cannot be,
In praise of Henry Percy; By my hopes, The king should keep his word in loving us;
This present enterprize set off his head, He will suspect us still, and find a time
I do not think, a braver gentleman,

To punish this offence in other faults: NIcre active.valiant, or more valiant-young, Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes: More daring, or more bold, is now alive, For treason is but trusted like the fox;

a soul

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+ Exhibited in articles,

* Painted heraldry in funerals

Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish’d, and lock'd up, 1 Of any prince, so wild, at liberty :-
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors. But, be he as he will, yet once ere night
Look how we can, or sad, or merrily,

I will embrace him with a soldier's arm,
Interpretation will misquote our looks; That he shall shrink under my courtesy.-
And we sball feed like oxen at a stall,

Arm, arm, with speed : And, fellows, sol The better cherish’d, still the nearer death.

diers, friends,
My nephew's trespass may be well forgot, Better consider what you have to do,
It hath the excuse of yonth, and heat of blood; Than 1, that have not well the gift of tongue,
And an adopted name of privilege, -

Can list your blood up with persuasion.
A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:
All his offences live upon my head,

Enter a MESSENGER.
And on his father's ;-we did train him on; Mess. My lord, here are letters for you.
And, his corruption being ta'en from us,

Hot. I cannot read them now.We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all. () gentlemen, the time of life is short; Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, To spend that shortness basely, were too long In any case, the offer of the king.

If life did ride upon a dial's point, Vør. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis so, Still ending at the arrival of an hour. Here comes your cousin.

An if we live, we live to tread on kings, Enter Hotspur and Douglas; and Officers and Now for our conscience, the arms are fair,

If die, brave death, when princes die with us!
Soldiers, behind.

When the intent of bearing them is just.
Hot. My uncle is return'd :-Deliver up
My lord of Westmoreland.—Uncle, what

Enter another MESSENGER.
news ?
Wor. The king will bid you batue presently.

Mess. My lord, prepare; the king comes on Doug. Dely him by the lord of Westmore

арасе. . land.

Hot. I thank him, that he cuts me from my Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.

tale, Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. For I profess not talking; Only this

[Erit. læt each man do his best : and here draw I Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the king. A sword, whose temper I intepd to stain Hot. Did you beg any? God forbid !

With the best blood that I can meet withal Wor. I told him gently of our grievances,

In the adventure of this perilous day. Of his oath-breaking; which he mended Now,-Esperance !-- Percy !-And set on.thus,

Sound all ihe lofty instruments of war, By now forswearing that he is forsworn: And by that music let us all embrace : He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall With baughty arms this hateful name in us.

A second time do such a courtesy.

[The Trumpets sound. They embrace, ne Re-enter DOUGLAS.

exeunt. Doug. Arm, gentlemen ; to arms! for I have thrown

SCENE III.-Plain near Shrewsbury. A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth, And Westmoreland, that was engag’ú, did Excursions, and Parties fighting. Aiarum ta bear it;

the Battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and BLUNT, Which cannot choose but bring him quickly

meeting. Wor. The prince of Wales stepp'd forth be

Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle fore the king,

thus And, nephew, challeng'd you to single fight. Hot. O, 'would the quarrel lay upon our Upon my head?

Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek heads;

[day, Doug. Know then, my name is Douglas; And that no man might draw short breath to: And I do haunt thee in the battle thus, But 1, and Harry Monmouth ! Tell me, tell Because some tell me that thou art a king.

{tempt ?

Blunt. They tell thee true. How show'd his tasking ? seem'd it in con

Doug. The lord of Stafford dear to-day hath Ver. No, by my soul; I never in my life

bought Did hear a challenge urg'd more modestly,

Thy likeness ; for, instead of thee, king Harry, Unless a brother should a brother dare

This sword hath ended him : so shall it thee, To gentio exercise and proof of arms.

Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner. He gave you all the duties of a man; (tongue ;

Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Trimm'd up your praises with a princely

Scot;
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle; And thou shalt find a king that will revenge
Making you ever better than his praise,

Lord Stafford's death.
By still dispraising praise, valued with you:
And, which became him like a prince indeed,

[They fight, and BLUNT is slain, He made a blushing cital" of himself; And chid his truant youth with such a grace,

Enter HOTSPUR.
As if he master'd there a double spirit,
Of teaching, ard of learning, instantly.

Hot. O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Hol

medon thus,
There did he pause: But let me tell the I never had triumph'd upon a Scot.
If he outlive the envy of this day, (world,.--
England did never owet so sweet a hope,

Doug. All's done, all's won; bere breathless

lies the king. So much misconstrued in his wantonness.

Hot. Where?
Hot. Cousin, I think, thou art enamoured
Upon his follies ; never did I hear

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Hot. This, Douglas ? no, I know this face, West. Come, my lord, I will lead you to full well:

your tent. A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt; P. Hen. Lead me, my lord? I do not need Semblably* furnish'd like the king himself.

your help:

(drive Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it And heaven forbid, a shallow scratch should goes!

The prince of Wales from such a field as this; A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear. Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on, Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king? And rebels' arms triumph in massacres! Hot. The king hath many marching in his

P. John. We breathe too long:-Come, coucoats.

sin Westmoreland, Doug. Now, by my sword, I will kill all his Our duty this way lies; for God's sake, come. coats;

[Esrcunt Prince Jous and WESTMORELAND. I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece, P. Hen. By heaven, thou hast deceiv'd me, Until I meet the king.

Lancaster, Hot. Up, and away;

I did not think three lord of such a spirit: Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. Before, I lov'd thee as a brother, John;

(Exeunt. But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

K. Hen. I saw him huld lord' Percy at the Other Alarums.- Enter Falstaff.

point, Fal. Though I could 'scape shot-free at Lon-With lustier maintenance than I did look for don, I fear the shot here; here's no scoring, of such an ungrown warrior. but upon the pate.-Soft! who art thou? Sir P. Hen. O, this boy Walter Blunt;-there's honour for you: Here's Lends mettle to us all!

[Erit no vanity !-I am as hot as molten lead, and

Alarums.-Enter DOUGLAS. as heavy too: God keep lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine own bowels.-I Doug. Another king! they grow like Hydra's have led my raggamuffins where they are pep- I am the Douglas, fatal to all those [heads : pered: there's but three of my hundred and that wear those colours on them.- What art difty left alive; and they are for the town's end, That counterfeit'st the person of a king? (thou, to beg during life. But who comes here? K. Hen. The king himself; who, Douglas

grieves at heart, Enter Prince Henry.

So many of his shadows thou hast met, P. Hen. What, stand'st thou idle here? lend And not the very king. I have two boys, me thy sword:

Seek Percy, and thyself, about the field: 31any a nobleman lies stark and stiff

But, seeing thou fail'st on me so luckily, Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,

I will assay thee; so defend thyself. Whose deaths are upreveng'd : Pr’ythee, lend Doug. I fear, thou art another counterfeit; thy sword. And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a

a king: Fal. O Hal, I prythee, give me leave to Butmine, I am sure, thou art, whoe'er thou be, breathe a while.-Turk Gregory never did such | And thus I win thee. deeds in arms, as I have done ihis day. I have [They fight; the King being in danger, enter paid Percy, I have made him sure.

Prince HENRY. P. Hen. He is, indeed; and living to kill P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou thec. Lend me thy sworil, I pr’ythee.

art like Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, ít Percy be alive, Never to hold it up again! the spirits thou get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, Or Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms: if thou wilt.

It is the prince of Wales, that threatens thee; P. Hen. Give it me: Wliat, is it in the case? Who never promiseth, but he means to pay: Fal. Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that

[They fight; Douglas flies. will sack a city.

Cheerly, my lord; How lares your grace?[The Prince drau's out a bottle of sack. Sir Nicholas Gawsey bath for succour sent, P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest and dally, And so hath Clifton; I'll to Clifton straighi.

[Throws it ai him and exit. ki Hen. Stay, and breathe a while:Fal. Weil, is Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion;* [lise, If he do come in my way, so: it he do not, if I And show'd, thou mak'st some tender of my come in his, willingly, let him make a carbo- In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me. nalot of me. I like not such grinning honour P. Hen. () heaven! they did me too much as Sir Walter hath: Give me life: which if I

injury, can save, so; if not, honour comes unlooked That ever said, I hearken'd for your death. for, and there's an end.

[Exit. If it were so, I might have let alone

The insulting hand of Douglas over you; SCENE IV.-Another part of the Field. Which would have been as speedy in your end Alarums.- Excursions.--Enter the King, Prince As all the poisonous potions in the world, Henry, Prince Johx, and WESTMORELAND.

And say'd ihe treacherous labour of your son.

K. Hen. Make up to Clifton, I'll to Sir Nich. K. Hen. I pr’ythee,

olas Gawsey.

[Exit King HERY. Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much:

Enter HOTSPUR. Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him. Flot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Mon. P. John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed

month. too,

P. Hen. Thou speak'st as if I would deny
P. Hen. I do beseech your majesty, make up, my name.
Lest your retirement do amaze your friends. Hot. My name is Harry Percy.
K. Hen. I will do so:-

P. Hen. Why, then I see
My lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent. A very valiant rebel of the name.

I am the prince of Wales; and think not, Percy In resemblance. † A piece of mcat cut crossways for the gridiron.

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