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Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
And they shall do their office. So, be gone ;
We will not now be troubled with reply:
We offer fair, “take it advisedly.

[Exeunt Worcester, and Vernon.
P. Henry. It will not be accepted, on my life :
The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
Are confident against the world in arms.

K. Henry. Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge ; For, on their answer, we will set on them : And God befriend us, as our cause is just!

(Exeunt King, Blunt, and Prince John. Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and bestride me, so ; 'tis a point of friendship.

P. Henry. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell.

Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well.
P. Henry. Why, thou owest heaven a death.

[Exit Prince Henry. Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loth to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter ; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then ? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour ? A word. What is that word, honour ? Air. A trim reckoning !-Who hath it? He that dy'd o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living ? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it :-therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a' mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism.

[Exit. take it advisedly.)-give it the confideration it merits. mere fourcheon,)-fit only to grace a funeral.


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Enter Worcester, and Vernon." Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, fir Richard, The liberal kind offer of the king.

Ver. 'Twere best, he did.

Wor. Then are we all undone.
It is not possible, it cannot be,
The king should keep his word in loving us ;
He will suspect us still, and find a time
To punilh this offence in other faults :
Suspicion, shall be all stuck full of eyes :
For treason is but trusted like the fox;
Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up,
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
Look how we can, or fad, or merrily,
Interpretation will misquote our looks;
And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.
My nephew's trespass may be well forgot,
It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood;
And "an adopted name of privilege,
A hare-brain’d Hotspur, govern'd by'a spleen :
All his offences live upon my head,
And on his father's ;-we did train him on;
And, his corruption being " ta’en from us,
We, as the spring of all, shall


for all.

an adopted name of privilege,]-the name of Hotspur will exempt him from censure.

Ta spleen :]-whim, fancy, a fit of caprice. * ta'en]-caught, derived.


Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,
In any case, the offer of the king.

Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis fo.
Here comes your cousin.

Enter Hotspur, and Douglas.
Hot. My uncle is return'd ;-Deliver up
My lord of Westmoreland:--Uncle, what news?

Wor. The king will bid you battle presently.

Hot. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland.
Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly.

[Exit Douglas. Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the king. Hot. Did you beg any ? God forbid !

Wor. I told him gently of our grievances,
Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,
By now forswearing that he is forfworn.
He calls us, rebels, traitors ; 'and will scourge
With haughty arms this hateful name in us.

Re-enter Douglas.
Doug. Arm, gentlemen, to arms! for I have thrown
A brave defiance in king Henry's teeth,
And Westmoreland, that was engagʻd, did bear it ;
Which cannot chuse but bring him quickly on.

Wor. The prince of Wales ftept forth before the king, And, nephew, challeng'd you to single fight.

Hot. O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads; And that no man might draw short breath to-day, But I, and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me, How shew'd his tasking? seem'd it in contempt?

n engag'd, ]-kept here as an hostage.


Ver. No, by my soul; I never in my life
Did hear a challenge urg'd more modestly,
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.

gave you all the duties of a man;
Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue ;
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle ;
Making you ever better than his praise,
By still dispraising praise, P valu'd with you:
And, which became him like a prince indeed,
He made a blushing 9 ciral of himself;
And chid his truant youth with such a grace,
As if he master'd there a double spirit,
Of teaching, and of learning, instantly.
There did he pause : But let me tell the world, -
If he outlive the


of this day, England did never owe so sweet a hope, So much misconstrued in his wantonness.

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

any prince, so wild, at liberty :-
But, be he as he will, yet once ere night
I will embrace him with a soldier's arm,
That he shall shrink under my courtesy.-
Arm, arm, with speed :- And, fellows, foldiers, friends,
Better consider what you have to do, ':
Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,
Can lift

up with persuasion.

Enter a Messenger.. Mel. My lord, here are letters for you. P valu'd with you:)-compar'd with merit fuperior to praise, in respect whereof all praise inuit fall fort,

I cital]-recital. envy)-oppofition. at liberty : )--not confined as a madman, so wild a libertina. VOL. III. O


your blood

Hot. I cannot read them now.-
O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely, were too long,
If life did ride upon a dial's point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, Brave death, when princes die with us!
Now for our consciences,—the arms are fair,
When the intent for bearing them is just.

Enter another Messenger.
Mel. My lord, prepare ; the king comes on apace.

Hot. I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale,
For I profess not talking; Only this-
Let each man do his beft: and here draw I
A sword, whose temper I intend to stain
With the best blood that I can meet withal
In the adventure of this perilous day.
Now,-Esperance !-Percy !-and set on.-
Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
And by that music let us all embrace :
For, 'heaven to earth, some of us never shall
A second time do such a courtesy.

(The trumpets found. They embrace, then exeunt.

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The King enteretb with bis power. Alarum to the battle.

Then enter Douglas, and Blunt.
Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus
Thou croffest me? what honour dost thou seek
Upon my head?
i beaven to earth,)-might with safety be wagered,


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