THE ONE PART OF KING HENRY THE FOURTH EE — aaa, DRAMATIS PERSONA. Kin: Heney pap Bours Mower, Parc or Waurs Punct Jown oF Lancaster Fam. or WesTMERLaND me ACTER BLLINT THorsias Pitecy, Earl ef Worrreter Hiniy Pracy, Berl of Nercamberland Hints Pemcy, crnamed Horsrus, Ans sem Epmunn MoxriMen, Karl of Mawh RICHARD SCROOR, Arhhishop of Yor ARCHIBALD, Ear! of Deng: Gurxnowrn Sim Raceann Viewwon Sit JOHN Faustare | ems tthe Rig Gyn Mac Hart, af the Aawsehold aff the Archbishop of York Fiomanny Pons, geneleman-im-waiting 00 Pring Henry Gansrnut Pore Barpoure Laow Prncy, wife Hotspur, and ster 0 Martimgy Lane Mowristtn, daughter to Glendowoer, and anfe to Mortimer MisTRESs QUICKLY, hastens af the Boar: Head Trvem in Easicheap Lonps, OFFICERS, SHERIFF, ViNTwes, (CHamaentarn, OSTLER, Daewers, nwo Cannan, TRAVELLERS, and ATTENDANTS Scent: England ana Wales} ACT ONE Scent | Enter the Kise |Henay], Loxp Joun oF Lancaster, Ean of WESTMERLAND, [SIR WALTER BUT] wonth athers King. So shaken as we ate. so wan with care, Find we a time for frighted peace to pant ‘And becathe shor-winded accents of mew broils ‘To be commenc'd in strands afar remote, No move tise chirsty entrance of this soil s Shall daub her lips wich ber own childreris blood, No more shall wrenching wat channel her fields, Nor bruise her flow recs with che armed hoofs Of hostile paces. Those opposed eyes, Which, like the mewors of a uoubled heaven, 16 All af one nature, of one substance bied, Did lately meet in the intestine shock ‘And fursous chose of civil butchery, Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks, March all onc way and be ne more uppord. 5 ‘Agains acquaintance, hindved, and allies, The edge of was, like an dl-sheathed knife, No mone shall cut bis master. Theseiate. friends, ‘As far as w che sepulchee of Chris ‘Whose saldier mow. under whose blessed ‘We are impressed and engag’d vo figh— Forthwith » power of English all we ley, 480 cis. 29 Whose arms were moulded in their mother's womb, Ta chase these pagans in those holy fields, Over whose acres walk'd those blessed feer n ‘Which fourtcen hundred years ago were nailid For our advantage on the bitter cross. Bur this our purpose now is twelve month old, And bootless ‘tis to tell you we will go: Therefore we meet not now. Then let me heat Of you, my gentle cousin Westmerland, What yesternight our Council did decree In forwarding this dear expedience. West, My liege, this haste was ho in question. And many limits of the charge sec down. # But yesternight, when all achwace there came A post from Wales loaden with heavy nes Whose worst was thar the noble Movimet Leading the meu of (Herfordshive] to fight Against the wregulat and wild Glendowet Was by er ude hands of that Welshman thousand af his people butchered. Upon whose dead aed chews was such Such beastly shameless teansformatio® By those Welshwomen done as may 4, Without much shame retold of spake in broil ‘ing. Le seems thew chat she cisings 8 Brake off out business for the Holy Land mT his match with ather ded. ™Y PrdScene 1) For rhore uneven and unwelc Came from the north, aod thus it did oe Hoe i area day, the gallant Hotspur Young Harry Percy, and brave Archibald, That ever-valiant and red : At Holmedon met, ees re they did nes spend a sad and blood: As by discharge of their artillery And shape of likelihood the news was told ; For he = brought them, in the very eat And pride of their contention did take horse, te Uncertain of the issue any way. King. Here is a dear, a true industrious: friend, Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse, Stain‘d with the variation of each soil catwist that Holmedon and this seat of ours; fs snd he hath brought us smooth and welcome news. ‘he Earl of Douglas is discomfited : cea thousand bold Scots, two and twenty knights, Salk'd in their own blood, did Sir Walter see On Holmedon’s plains; of prisoners, Hotspur took » Mordake, Earl of Fife and cldest son To beaten Douglas; and the Earl of Athol, Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith. Anil is not this an honourable spoil ? ‘A gallant prize? Ha, cousin, is it not ? 75 ‘West. In faith, It is a conquest for a prince to boast of. ag. Yea, there thou mak’st me sad and mak’st me sin In envy that my Lord Northumberland Should be the father to so blest a son— 80) ‘Ason who is the theme of henour's tongue ; ‘Amongst a grove, the very straightest plant 5 Who fs sweet Fortune's minion and her pride ; Whilst 1, by looking on the praise of him, See riot and dishonour stain the brow Of my young Harry. O that it could be provid That some night-tripping fairy had ex chang’ In cradle-clothes our children where they lay, ‘And call'd mine Percy, his Plantagenet ! “vst would I have his Harry, and he mine. Sov let him from my thoughts, What think a you, COZ, Of this young Percy’s pride ? ‘The prisoner= ht be in this adventure hath surpeis'd| KING HENRY THE FOURTH—PART GWE To his own use he keeps; and sends me word, I shall have none but Mordake Earl of Fife. ‘West. This is his uncle's teaching, this is Worcester, ” Malevolent to you in all aspects ; Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up ‘The crest of youth against your dignity. King. But [have sent for hum to answer is 5 100) his cause awhile we must neglect Our holy purpose to Jerusalem. Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we Will hold at Windsor—so inform the lords ; But come yourself with speed to us again, For more is to be said and to be done 106 Than out of anger can be uttered. West. Iwill, my liege, ‘The Prince's Indeine. [Exeunt, Somera Scene IV. Eastcheap. The Bear's Head Tavern, Enter the Prince, and Pons. Prince. Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room and lend me thy hand to laugh . ja little. Poins. Where hast been, Hal ? Prince. With three or four loggerhead: amongst three or fourscore hogsheads. 1 have sounded the very base-string of humility. Sirrah, | am sworn brother to a leash of drawers and can call them all by their christen names, as Tom, Dick, and .|Francis. They take it already 4 their salvation that though 1 be but Prince of Wales yet 1 am the king of courtesy ; and tell me flatly I am no proud Jack, like . | Falstaff, but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy—by the Lord, so they call me— and when I am King of England 1 shall command all the good lads in Eastcheap. They call drinking deep, dyeing scarlet ; -|aod when you breathe in your watering, they cry ‘hem!’ and bid you play it off. To conclude, T ame pada s prodtient iaan hour ¥ tinker in his own I pis lite than and sixpence” and ‘You with this shrill addition, * Score a pint of has oF $0. . Ned, to time till Falstatt come, 1 prith stand im some by-room, while I Question my puny drawer to what etd he fave me the sugar; and do thou never leave calling ' Francis | that his tale to me may be nothing but ‘Anon’. Step aside, and I'll show thee a precedent, [Exit Poins. Poins. (Within) Francis ! a Prince. Thou are perfect. Poins. [Within] Francis! Enter FRANCIS. Look down into * Fran. Anon, anon, the Pomgarnet, Ralph. Prince. Came hither, Francis. Fran. My lord ? Prince. How long has thou to serve, Francis 7 Fran. Forsooth, five years, and as much as to— o Poins. [Witnin] Francis | Fran. Anon, anon, sir. Prince. Five year! by'r lady, a long lease for the clinking of pewter. But, Francis, darest thou be so valiant as to play the coward with thy indenture and how it a fai pair of beels and rua from it 7 Fran. © Lord, sir, I'l be sworn upon all the books ia England, 1 could find in my aeart— Poins. (Within) Francis! Fran. Anon, sit Prince. How old art thou, Francis ? Fran. Let me sec, about Michaelmas next I shall be— Poins. [Within] Francis | Fran. Anon, sit. Pray stay a lithe, my Prince. Nay, but hark you, Francis: for the sugar thou gavest me—'twas a penny- worth, was't pot 7 ” Fran. © Lord, | would it had been two ! Prince. | will give thee for it a thousand pound ; ask me when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it. Poins. [Within] Francis | % ‘Fran. Anon, anoa. Prince, Anon, Francis? No, Francis; but to-morrow, Francis; or, Francis, 0° urday: of indeed, Franch, when wilt. But, Francis— NRY fE FOURTH—PARi ONE Fran. My jord ” Prince, Wilt 1 fob this leathern jerkin, crystal-tutron, knet-pated, agate: garter, snowth- » Spanish: Fran. © Lord, sir, sh Prince, \ your only da you mean 7 roms bastard *. look you, Francis ablet will sully. come to so much, anew Fran, Wivat, sie 7 Poins, 1 iihin| Peanicis | Prince, Away hear them call | UHere they both call him ; Francis standa amazed, mot knowing which way to go Enter Vintner. int. What, stand'st thou still, and heat'st such a Calling ? Look to the guests within. [Exit Francis] My lord, old Sir John, with half-a-dozen more, are at the door, Shall 1 let them in ? Prince, Let them alone awhile, and them open the door. [Exit Vintner] Poins | Re-enter Potxs. Poins. Anon, anon, sir. Prince. Sitrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are at the door. Shall we be merry 7 S Pains. As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark ye: what match have you made with this jest of the drawer ? Come, what's the issue ? a Prince. | am now of all humours that have showed themselves humours since the old days of goodman Adam to the of this present twelve o'clock at midni Re-enter FRANCIS. What's o'clock, Francis 7 = Fran. Anon, anon, sit. [Exit Prince, That ewer this fellow should have fewer words than a parrot, and vet the son lof a woman! His industry is upstairs and downstairs ; his eloquence the parcel of a reckoning. Tam not yet of Percy's mind, the Hotspur of the north ; be that kills me some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast, washes his hands, and says to his wife “Fie upon this quiet life! 1 want work’. ‘Omy sweet Harry,” says. she ‘how many hast thou kill'd to-day f* ‘Give my roan horse a drench ' savs he ; and answe * Some fourteen,’ an hour after, ‘a trifle, rogue! Dost thou not wale prihee cal i Falstais play Percy, that dama‘d brawn shall play Dame Mortimer his wife, *Rivol" says the drunkard, Call in ribs, call in callow. Enter Pavstarr, GApswitt, BARDOLPS, and Peto; followed by Francis with wine,= FOURTH fs, 1 ad am cad this life stocks, and met A plague of al up of cack, rogue, Ts there no (He drinks. 10 Tmidst thon never see Titan kiss a ter, pitiful-hearted Titan, that W KING HENRY T i, thea am Ta shotten herring. Ti ere lives not three good men unhang’d in and, and one of them is fat and grows God help the while! A bad world, 1 wav. L would | were a weaver; 1 could ssalms or anything. A plague of all cow- ards, I say still. ny How now, woolsack! What mut- “4 King’s son! If T do not beat thee t of thy kingdom with a dagger ee ve all thy subjects afore thee a = Rees Tl never wear hair ob m u Prince of Wales! 132 Prince Why, you wharesea round man, * the matter ? Fal. Are not you a coward ? Answer me ¢ that—and Poins there ? 130 I Zounds, ye fat paunch, an ye call by the Lord, I'll stab thee, . 1 call thee coward! 'll see thee dere I call thee coward; but 1 © a thousand pound I could rum tas thou canst. You are straight the shoulders— nok who r back. Call you that backing of such back- p of sack ; am @ rogue if | drunk 4s © villain! thy lips are scarce u drunk’st last, sone for that. [He drinks) A wards, still say I. at's the mat a0 a tae soatige ‘Thess bal feat c have ta’en a thousand y wund Jack ? re is it 2 aken from us it is: a . 139 hundred upon poor Prince. What, a h PARI Tr ON through the wh and throug! like a band-saw—ecce signum t alt better since | was & man—all would, A plague of all cowards! Let them speak; if they speak more or less than truth, they are villains and the sons of darkness. lence, Speak, oir} how wast? aaa Gads. We four set upon some dozen— xteen at least, iny lord. And bound thera. ho, they were not bound. 16 they were bound, every Ebrew Jew. Gads. As we were sharing, some six or seven fresh men set Uy us Fal, And unbound the rest, and then come in the other. Prince, What, fought you with them all ? Fal. All! 1 know not what ica but if L fought nat with fifty of them, —— a bunch of radish. If there were ar three and AY Spon fous aed Fae am I "ho two-lege’d cre rocket 18 Fal. Nay, that’s past pave ree two be ear ve two Totall thee what, eet spit in my face, call me two even bow. Fal. Four, Hal Poins. Ay, Fal. These ince. Seven ? Why, there were but four even now. rai init ee ins. Ay, four, in buckram Fat, Seven, by these hilts, pin eer fA ide to Pois Prithee, le ince. [As alone > we shall have es it Fal. Dost thou hear me, Hal? Prince. Ay, and mark to 1 followed ie slot aaa ane with @ thought seven LrScene 4] Prince. O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two! Fal. But, as the devil would have it, three misbegotten knaves in Kendal green came at my back and let drive at me—for it was so dark, Hal, that thou couldest nor see thy hand. ay Prince. These ties are like their father that begets them—gross as a mount open, palpable. Why, thou clay-brain’d guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou whore son, obscene, greasy tallow-catch— an Fal. What, art thou mad ? art thou mad? Is not the truth the truth ? Prince. Why, how coulist thou know these men in Kendal green, when it was so dark thou couldst not see thy hand ? Come, Lea - your reason ; what sayest thou to: is ur Poins. Come, your reason, Jack, your reason. Fal. What, upon compulsion? Zounds, an I were at the stra lo, of all the racks io the world, I would not tell you on com- pulsion. Give you a reason on compulsion | If reasons were as plentiful as bi berries, 1 would give no man a reason upon com- » i a3, Prince. I'll be no longer guilty of this sin; this sanguine coward, ard, this bed- presser, this horse-back-bréaker, this huge ior Fi "Shinod, starveling, eciekiny Fal. you » FOU in, you deed neat'stongue, you bull's pizzle, ou stock-fish—O for breath to utter what ee ere uu bow-case, you vile 5 40 capstan? Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again; and when thou hast tired thyself jo base comparisons, hear me speak but| upo this. Poins. Mark, Jack. a4 Prince. We two saw you four set on four, | run. and bound them and were masters of their wealth. Mark now, how a plain tale shall put you down. Then did we :wo set on you four; and, with a word, out-fac’d you from your prize, and have it; yea, and can show it you here in the house. A>d, Fal- staff, you carried your guts away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity, and roar'd for mercy, and still run and roar’d, as ever 1 heard bull-calf. What a slave art thou to hack thy sword as thou hast done, abd then say it was in fight! What trick, what device, what starting-hole, canst thou now find out to hide thee fromm this open and apparent same ¢ 436 Poins. Come, let's hear, Jack ; what tick hast thou aow ? Fal. Br. Lord, brs as eres ne that ye. y, hear you, masters; was it for me to kill the seir- appareat ? Should I turn upon the true: KING HENRY THE FOURTH—PART ONE Why, thou knowest | am as tas Hercules; but beware instinct — will not touch the true prince. Instinet is a great matter: 1 was now a coward on instinct. I shall think the better if thee during my life—I for a al and thou for a true prince, But, by tne lads, Tam glad you have .| the money, Hi clap to the doors. Watch to-night, pray to-morrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to you! What, shall we be merry? Shall we have a play extempore ? mE Prince, Content—and the argument shall be thy running away. Fal. Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me Enter Hostess. Host. © Jesu, my lord the Prince! srs Prince. How now, my lady the hostess | What say'st thou to me ? Host, Marry, my lord, there is a noble- man of the court at door would speak with you; he says he comes from your father. Prince. Give him as much as will make him a royal man, and send him back again to my mother. Fai. What manner of man is he T Host, An old man. Fal. What doth eae of bis bed at midnight 7? Shall I give his answer 7? 4 Prince. Prithee Fly Wether seed an pack (Exit. Prince. Now, sirs: by’r lady, you fought fair; so did you, Peto; so did you, Bar- dolph. You are lions too: you rao away nm instinct ; you will not touch the true no, fe hy Bard. Faith, | ran when 1 saw others Prince. Faith, tell me now in how came Falstaff's sword so hack'd? 29: Peto. Why, he hack’d it with his dagger, and said he would swear truth England but he would make you ‘it was done in fight ; and do the like. Bard. Yea, and to tickle spear-grass to make them bleed, and swear it was the blood that I did not this sever year before—L blusi:'d to hear his monstrous devices. Prince, O villain | with the blush’d extempore. sword on iby side,KING HENRY THE FOURTII PART ONE [Act 2 Prince, Ido. Bara. What think you they portend ? Prince. Hot livers and cold purses. Bard. Choler, my lord, if rightly taken. Prince. No, if rightly taken, halter. 316 Re-enter Favstarr, Here comes lean Jack, here comes bare- bone, Mow now, my sweet creature of bombast! How long is't ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee ? am@ Fal, My own knee! When I was about thy years, Hal, 1 was not an eagle's talon in the waist: I could have crept into any alderman’s thumb-ring. A plague of sigh- ing and grief! it blows a man up lke a bladder. There's villainous news abroad. Here was Sir John Bracy from your father ! you must to the court in the morning. That same mad fellow of the north, Percy, and he of Wales that gave Amaimon the ] morrow when thou comest to thy tather. If thou love me, practise an answer. iv Prince. Do thou stand for my father, and examine me upon the particulars of my life. Fal. Shall 17 Content | This chair shall be my state, this dagger my sceptre, and this cushion my crown. Prince. Thy state is taken for a join'd- stool, thy golden septre for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich crown for a pitiful bald crown ! am | Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of thee, now shalt thou be moved, Give me a cup of sack to make my eyes look red, that it may be thought I have wept; for I must speak in passion, and 1 bg rclagh tag Deer ay at Prince. , here is my Fal. And here is my speech. Stand aside, nobility. Host 0 Jesu, this Is excellent sport, i* ! bastinado, and made Lucifer cuckold, and | faith swore the devil his true liegeman upon the ross of a Welsh hock—what a plague call you him ? Poins. O, Glendower. age Fal. Owen, Owen—the same; and his son-in-law Mortimer, and old Northumber- land, and that sprightly Scot of Scots, Douglas, that runs o' horseback up a hill perpendicular— Er Prince. He that rides at high speed and with his pistol kills a sparrow flying 27 Fal. You have hit it. Prince. So did be never the sparrow. Fal. Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him; be will not run. eo Prince. Why, what a rascal art thou, then, to praise him so for running | Fal. O" horseback, ye cuckoo ; but afoot be will not budge a foot. Prince. Yes, Jack, upon instinct. 345 Fal. | grant ye, upon instinct, Well, he fs there too, and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps more. Worcester is stol'n away to-night ; thy father's beard is turo’d white with the news: you may buy land now as cheap as stinking mack'rel, 430 Prince. Why, then, it is like, if there come a hot June, and this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads as they buy hob-nails, by the hundreds, 333 Fal. By the mass, lad, thou sayest true: it is like we shall have good trading that c But tell me, Hal, art not thou tible afeard. Thou being heir-apparent, the world ae es oUt three tach enemies again as that fd Douglas, that spirit Percy, and that devil Glendower ? Art thou not horribly afraid ? Doth not thy blood thrill at it ? Prince. Not a whit, i of thy instinct, ae “faith ; [lack some fas. Well, thou wile be borrit.i: chid to- icorpulent 44 Fal. Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain. 300 Host. O, the father, how he bolds his countenance | Fal. For God's sake, lords, convey my tristful queen ; For tears do stop the floodgates of her: Host. O Jesu, he doth it as like ome of these harlotry players as ever I see! 3°: camomile, the more it is trodden on faster it grows, yet youth, i wasted the sooner it wears. my son I have thy partly my own villainous trick of thine a AG OY eee a net 1 tae eet be son pointed xt Shall 80 pointed at heaven Pp berries 7 A question uous man wi noted in thy company, Prince. What manner your Ma Fal aieaty ?think, hit age some fift: inclining to three-scon If then the tree may be known by the fi as the firnit by the tree, then, [speak It, there te virtue In that Pete”, him keep with, me now, thou where hast thou been this m Prince. Dost thou speak lik thou stand for me, and [ll Fal. Depose me? Lf thor gravely, so majesti aking 7 Do y my father dost ft half so Hy, both in word and me up by the heels for a ‘or a poulter’s hare. an Prince. Well, here I am set, Fal. And bere I stand. masters. Prince. Now, Harry, whence come you ? Fal My noble lord, from Eastcheap. Prince. The complaints | hear of thee are Judge, my grievous. Fal. ‘Sblood, my lord, they are false, Nay, I'l tickle ye for a young prince. i faith. * Prince. Swearest thou, ungracious boy ? Henceforth ne‘er look on me. Thou art violently carried away from grace; there is a devil haunts thee in the likeness of an old fat man; a tun of man is thy com- panion. Why dost thou converse with that trunk of bumouzs, that bolting-hutch of beastliness, that swoll'n parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard of sack, that stuff'd cloak-bag of guts, that roasted Manningtree ox with the pudding in his belly, that teverend vice, that grey iniquity, that father ruthan, that vanity in years ? Where- in is be good, but to taste sack and drink it ? wherein neat and cleanly, but to carve a capon and eat it? where!n cunning. but in craft ? wherein crafty, but in villainy 7 wherein villainous, but in all things? wherein worthy, but in nothing ? Fal. I would your Grace would take me with you; whom means your Grace? 445 Prince. That villainous abominable mis- leader of youth, Falstaff, that old white- bearded Satan. Fal. My lord, the man I know, Prince. | kmow thou dost. 4 Fal. But to say I know more harm in him than io om were to say more than | know. That he is old—the more the pity— his white hairs do witness it; but that he is—saving ¥: whoremaster, that I utterl ‘our reverence—a y deny. If sack fault, God help the wicked! If to be old and merry be a sin, then many an old host that | know is damn’d; if to be fat be to be hated, thea Pharaoh's lean kine are to banish Peto, ph, banish Poins; but, for 1 (Prewst Monte ter Bal y lord, my lord! the sheriff match is at the door. say in the behalf of that Re-enter the Hostess. Host, O Jesu, my lord, my lord | ey B Heigh, heigh! the devil rides upon a fiddle-stick ; what's the matter ? Host, The sheriff and all the watch are they are come to search the house, Shall I let them in ? Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal? Never call a true piece of gold a counterfeit. Thew art essentially made, without seeming so. «7 Prince. And thou a oatural cowerd, without instinct. Fal. | deny your major. If yo: will deny the sheriff, soj if mot, let him ester. lt 1 become not a cart as well as anotl.-r tact, a plague on my bringing up! | lope shall as soon be strangled with a balte- ax another a Prince. Go, hide thee behind the arras the rest walk up above. Now, my masters for a true face and good conscience. Fal, Both which | have had: but thei date is out, and therefore I'll hide me. +> [Exewnt all but the Prince and Pet. sheritf. Prince. Call in the Enter Sheriff and the Carrier. and sugar be a Now, master sheriff, what is your will with me Sher, First, pardon me, my lord, A hue and cry Hath followed certain men unto this house. Prince. What meno T on Sher. One of them is well known, my re lord— ‘A gross fat man, Car, Aa fat as butter. Freep Tie man, ldo assure you, Is not rey For 1 myscif at this time have employ’d ‘hin. s And, sheatt, I will engage my word to thee That | will, by to-morrow dinrer- rime, Send him to answer thee, or any oan, 405 anil1 c entreat ¥ . my lord. gentlemen Have In this robbery low marks Prince, lt may be so; these men He shall be answerable: and so, farewell. Sher, Good night, my noble lord Prince. 1 think it is good morrow, ts it not ? Sher. indeed, my lord, | think it be two o'clock. [Exeund SherijJ and Carrier Prince. This oily rascal is known as well +. Go, call him fe sen Falstaf ! behind the if he have robb'd cio. Nothing but papers, my lord. Prince. Let's see what they be: them, Peto. [Reads] ws read Item, Acapon 2 = =) = 28 2d Item, Sauce - - - - ad. Item, ©. ck, two gallons + - Ss. Bd. Item, Anchovies and sack after supper - - - + = 6d. Item, Bread - - <1 8 ob. Prince. © monstrous ! but one halfpenny- worth of bread to this intolerable deal of sack! What there is else, keep close; we'll tread it at more advantage. re let him sleep till day. I'l to the court in the morning. We must all to the wars, and thy mace shall be honourable. I'll pi fat rogue a charge of foot ; and death will be a march of twelve-score. m shall be paid back again with ad- vantage. Be with me betimes in the morn- ing ; and so, good morrow, Peto. 530 Pde. Good morrow, yood my lord. [Exeunt, ACT THREE Wales. Glendower's castle, Enter Hotseur, WorCESTER, MORTIMER, and GLenpowER, Scene 1. Mort. These promises are fair, the parties sure, tion full of prosperous hope, J Mortimer, aud Glen- le Worcester—a plague upon it! 5 forgot the map. lend, to, here it is, Sit. cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hot- spur, For by that name as oft as Lancaster 446 [Act 3 “jis cheek looks pale, and sheth you in heaven, 1 je wisheth y a ea ih igh be 4p ot And you in hell, as oft as spoke of. Oren Glerannet, biame hk at my of fiery shapes, ¥ ‘The front of heaven wa tne ‘my birth ‘Of burning cressets huge Why, so it would have done e season if your mother's cat had ‘d, though yourself had ae the earth did shake when 1 an : y the carth was mot of my mind, 4 it suppose as fearing you it shook. Giend. The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble. Hot. O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire, 2 a 4 And not in fear of your na’ 9 Diseased nature oftentimes breaks .| In strange eruptions ; oft the earth Is with a kind of colic pinch’d and vex'd By the imprisoning of unruly wind ca Within her womb ; which, for enlargement striving, Shakes the old beldam earth, und topples apesin one ST towers, At your Our grandam earth, having this distemp'ra- In Basson shook. conte I do es these crossings. Give me To tell you o that at birth ‘The front acateeae full of fer ‘The goats ran from the mount eae tains, and the Were strangely clamorous to the frighted ‘These signs have mark’d me extraordinary’; And alll the courses of my life de show)” (inet i ct grou oe That chides the ‘beeke oft land, Wales, Which calls me And bring him out fea ern in deep experiments. Walsh, [to diane, ene ere Mort. Peace, cousin Percy make him mad. Sh Glend, 1 can call spirits from the vasty Hot. Why, so can 1, of $0 can any man;Scene 1] But will they come when you do call tor pare icant eee rates Glend. Why, 1c ach you, cousin, to emma nl devil. "Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil By telling truth: tell truth, and shame ihe devil. If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither, te And I'll be sworn | bave power to shame ‘him hence. O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil! ‘Mort. Come, come, no more of this un- profitable chat. Glend. Three times hath Henry Boling- broke made head Agaiest my powers thrice from the banks of Wye 63 And sandy-bottom'd Severn have I sent him Bootless home and weather-beaten back. Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather too! How scapes he agues, in the devil's name 7 Glend. Come, here is the map; shall we divide our right ™ According to our threefold order ta’en 7 Mort. ‘The Archdeacon hath divided It lato three limits very equally: England, from Trent and Severn hitherto, By south and east is to my part assign’d; All westward, Wales beyond the Severa shore, ‘5 And all the fertile land within that bound, To Qwen Glendower; and, dear coz, to ou ‘The remnant northward lying of from ‘Trent. - And our indeneures partite are phe iiginess that this night may execute, To-morrow, cousin Percy, you and 1 And my good Lord of Worcester will set To meet your father and the Scottish KING HENRY THE FOURTH PART ONE ‘Hot. Methinks my moiet Burtoa here, ny? "ert from In quantity equals not one of yours, how this river comes me cranking in, And cuts me {com the best of all my lind A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out, I'll have the current in this place damm‘d up, m1 And here the smug and silver Trent shall run In a new channel, fair and evenly ; It shall not wind with such a deep indent To rob me of so rich a bottom here. 105 Glend. Not wind! It shall, it must ; you see it Mort. Yea, but Mark how he bears his course amd runs me up With like advantage on the other side, Gelding the opposed continent as much se As on the other side it taxes from you. Wer. Yea, but a little charge will trench him here, And on this north side win this cape of land, And then he runs straight and even, ‘Hol. Vl have it so; a little charge will do ‘not have it alt'red. Hot. ‘Will not you 7 Glend, No, nor you shall not. Hot. ‘Who shall say me may 7 Glend. Why, that will [, ‘Hot, Let me not understand you, then ; speak it in Welsh. oe Glend, | cam speak English, lord, as well Hot. Ma: ‘And 1 am glad of it with all my heart! Thad rather be a kitten and cry mew Than one of these same re ballad- mongers 5 10 ‘had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree ; my teeth tlemen. r Glend’ A shorter time shall send me to ‘you, lords + ‘Conduct shall your ladies come, nd!" Jha you now must steal and take no leave; For there sill be s world of water shed Upon the parting of your wives and you. # Hot. ‘To any well~dleserving friend ; But in the way of bargain, mark ye me, ll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. 40 Are the indenturcs: drama F Shalt we be Gio Be yop shines fair; you may 17 haste the whiter and withalKING HENRY THE FOURTH—PART ONE [Act 3 Br hence. Lam afraid my daughter will run mad, So much she doteth on her Mortimer. Mort. Fie, cousin Percy ! how yo my father! Hot, 1 cannot choose. angers me ‘With telling me of the moldwarp and the 145. Sometime he ant, Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies, And of a dragon and a finless fish, ign A clip-wing’d griffin and a moulten raven, A couching lion and a ramping cat, And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff As puts me from my faith. I tell you what: He held me last night at least nine hours In reckoning up the several devils’ names That were his lackeys. I cried ‘ hum" and * well, go to’ But mark’d him not a word. O, he is as tedious As a tired horse, a railing wife; 160 Worse than a smoky house; I had rather live With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far, Than feed on cates and have hi:n talk to me! In any summer house in Christendom. Mort. In faith, he is a worthy gentleman, Exceeding! well read, and profited 16: In strange concealments; valiant as a lion, And wondrous affable; and-as bountiful As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin 7) ne nolus your temper in a high 170 And curbs himself even of his natural scope When you come ‘cross his humour; faith, he does. 1 warrant you that man is not alive ‘Might so have tempted him as you have done 174) But do not use it oft, let me entreat you. Wor. In faith, my lord, you are too wilful- ‘And since your coming hither have done To put him quite besides his ‘You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault ; ha] ‘eed k with your wives of your departure | Here come our wives, and let us take our leave. Re-enter GLENDOWER, with LaDy MORTIMER and Lavy Percy. Mort. This is the deadly spite that angers me : My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh, Glend. My daughter weeps: she'll not part with you ; aa She'll be a soldier too, she'll to the wars. Mort. Good father, tell ber that she and my aunt Percy Shall follow in your conduct speedily. [Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she answers him in the same. Glend. She is desperate here; a peevish, self-will'd harlotry, one that no persuasion can do good upon. [The Lady speaks in Welsh, Mort. 1 understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh ae Which thou pourest down from these swelling heavens lam too perfect in; and, but for shame, In such a parley should | answer thee. (The ly speaks again in Welsh. 1 understand thy kisses, and thou mine, ‘And that's a feeling disputation ; ‘5 But I will never be a truant, love, ‘Till I have learnt thy language; for thy tongue Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penn’d, Sung by a fair queen in a summer's bow’r, With ravishing division, to her lute. :10 Glend. Nay, if you melt, then will she PAE ay sae again in Welsh. Mert. O, | am ignorance itself in this! Glend. She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down, And rest your gentle head upon her lap, And she will sing the song that pleaseth 25 ‘you, And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep, Charming p your ‘blood with Peas heavi- fees ceaicmcee tnaxtcwane and As is the difference betwixt day and night ‘The hour before the hea: ae nis g in the: : ‘Begins his golden progress east. cert ee ao, heart I'll sit and hear ‘By that time will , be t time ‘will our book, 1 think Fae Mang in the alr'a thousand leagues at a6 ‘And straight they shall be bere 5 ait, andScene 1] Hot, Come, Kate, tho lying dewno. Come, quick, KING HENRY} u Pertect in | 1° lay my head in thy lap. eae gee Luly P. Go, ye giddy goose, 230 [The music plays. Hot. Now I perceive the devil under- : stands Welsh; And ‘tis D0 marvel he is so hu By'r lady, he is a good slsiiaitl eae Lady P. Then should you be nothing but musical, for you are altogether govern'd by humours,- Lie still, ye thief, and hear the ae sing in Welsh, 556 Hot. I had rather hear . howl in Lrish. Lady, my brach, Lady P. Wolldst thou have thy head broken ? Hat. No. Lady P. Then be still, a4o Hot. Neither ; 'tis a woman's fault. Lady P. Now God help thee ! Hot. To the Welsh lady’s bed. Lady P. What's that ? Hot. Peace! she sings. 245 [Here the Lady sings a Welsh song. Hot. Come, Kate, I'll have your song too, Lady P. Not mine, in good sooth. Hot. Not yours, in good sooth! Heart! you swear like a comfit-maker’s wife. ‘ Not you, in good sooth’ and * As true as I live’ and ‘ As God shall mend me’ and ‘ As sure as day’. 251 And givest such sarcenet surety for thy . oaths As if thou never walk’st further than Fins- bury. Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art, A good mouth-filling oath; and leave ‘in sooth ’ 255 And such protest of pepper-gingerbread To velvet-guards and Sunday-citizens. Come, sing. Lady P. I will not sing. 259 Hot. "Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be redbreast teacher. An the indentures be | drawn, I'll away within these two hours; and so come in when ye will. [Exit. Glend. Come, come, I ~rd Mortimer; you are as slow As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go. a64 By this our book is drawn; we'll but seal, And then to horse immediately. Mort. With all my heart. [Exeunt. = rnScene 2] KING Hf Scuxte IM. Easteheap. The Boar's Head Tavern, ALSTAFF and BARDOLPH, Fal. dolph, am [not fall'n avy vilely since this last action? Do T vot bate? Do I not dwindle? Why, my skin ws about me like an old lady's loose Row I am withered like an old apple- *|tained that salamande NRY ‘THE FOURTH PART OF oF a church dic'd not . went toa bawdy- above once in a quarter—of an aid money that 1 borrowed—three lived well, and im good com- pe and now I live out of all order, out of all compass, ” Bard. Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that You must needs be out of all compass—out ‘of all reasonable compass, Sir John, Fal. Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my life. Thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern in the poop, but ‘tis in "Tehe nose of thee ; thou art the Knight of , |the Burning Lamp. a7 Bard. Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm. Fal. No, I'll be sworn; I make as good use of it as many a man doth of a death's head or a memento mori: I never see thy face but I think upon hell-fire, and Dives that lived in purple; for there he is in his robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way given to virtue, 1 would swear by thy face: my oath should be * By this mre, that's God's angel’. But thou art aito- gether given over, and wert indeed, bu: for the light in thy face, the son of uw er darkness. When thou ran’st mp Gads ‘in the night to catch my horse, if 1 ui ‘think thou hadst been an ignis fatu ball of wildfire, there's no purchase in money. Q, thou art a perpetual triumph, an everlasting bonfire light! Thou hast saved me a thousand marks in links and torches, walking with thee in the night betwixt tavern and tavern; but the sack that thou hast drunk me would have bought me lights as good cheap at the dearest chandler’s in Europe, 1 have maine of yours with fire any time this two and thirty years; God reward me for it ! 47 ood, I would my face were in y Fal. God-a “Mercy | so should 1 be to be heart-burnt. a 0 Enter Hostess, How now, Dame Partlet the hen! Hav you inquit'd yet who pick'd my pocket? John, Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while Tam in some liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and then I shall have no th to repent. An I have not forgotten | quired, what the inside of a church is made of, I | boy by 4m 4 peppercora, a brewer's horse. The lof a hai: Host. Why, Sir John, what do ‘u thi: Sir John ? Do you think Ukeep thieves th my house? I have search'd, I have int so has my husband, man by man, boy, servant by servant. The tithe t was never lost in my house before, 5orKING HENRY THE FOURTH—PART Hardelph hair, and 1'll you Fal, Ye lie, hostess: shav'd and lest many a sworn my pocket was pick'd. Go to, oman, £0. Who, I? No, , I was never call'd so in mine ow honse before. Fal. Ga to, I know you well enough. 63 Host. No, Sir John, you do not know mc, Sir John. 1 know you, Sir John: me money, Sit John ; and now you pick 2 me of it. T bought you a “7 Ihave given them away to bakers’ wives; they have made bolrers of thet Host. Now, as | am a true woman, holland of eight shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, Sir John, for your diet and by-drinkings, and’ money lent you, four and twenty pound. Fal. He had his part of it; let him pay Host, He? Alas, he is poor; he hath nothing. 75 Fal. How! poor ?_ Look upon his face: what call you rich? Let them coin his nose, Ict them coin his cheeks. I'll not pay a denier. What, will you make a younker of me? Shall 1 not take mine ease in mine ira but T shall have my pocket pick'd? I have lost a seal-ring of my grandfather's worth forty mark. a Host, O Jesu, 1 have heard the Prince cell him, 1 know not bow oft, that that ring was copper! ‘al. How ! the Prince is a Jack, a sneak- cup. 'Sblood, an he were here, | would cudgel him like a dog if he would say 50, © Ele the PRINCE marching, with Peto ; and Falstaff meets him, >laying upon his| truncheon like a fife. Fal. How now, lad! Is the wind im that: faith march ? ince. What say'st Fal. The other night I fell asleep behind the arras and had my pocket c this house is turn’d bawdy-house j pick pockets. ONE [Act Touth’d man as he is, and said he wowg Fal. ‘Ther in a stewed prune; thee than ina drawn fox ; and for woman. heod, Maid Marian may be the deputy’s wif, of the ward to thee. Go, you thing, go. ins ‘Host. Say, what thing ? what thing ? Fal. What thing! Why, a thing to thank God on. Mod. 1 am no 4 ing to thank God on, | would thou shouldst know it; Lam an honest man’s wife; and setting tijy ynighthood aside, thou art a knave to cal) ‘al. Setting thy womanhood aside, thou ta beast to say otherwise. Host. Say, what beast, thou knave, thou ? Fal. What beast! Why, an otter, 1:5 Je. An. otter, Sir Joho! Why ay Host. Thou art an unjust so: thou er any man knows wl me, thou knave, thou! i thou say’stene 3] bawdy-houses, and one of sugar-candy to make ¢ te thy Rater — injuries but these, Tam a you wil stand to it, you wil ea phe wrong. Art thou not ashamed ? pal) Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal ? Thou knowest In the state of innocency Adam tells eat what should poor Jack Falstaff do in th days of villainy? Thou scest 1 have mmo flesh than another man, an therel foore fale » You confess, then, you pick'’d my Prince. It appears so by the story, 160 Fal. Hostess, I forgive thee. Go make ready breakfast, love thy husband, look to thy servants, cherish thy guests. Thou shalt find me tractable to any honest reason. Thou seest | am pacified still. Nay, prithee, be gone. [Exit Hostess] Now, Hal, to the news at court. for the robbery, lad, how is that answered ? 175 Prince. O, my sweet beef, | must still be| good angel to thee: the money is paid back again, Fal. O, I do not like that paying back ; “tis a double labour. 179 Prince. 1 am good friends with my father, and may do anything. Fal. Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou doest, and do it with unwash’d hands too. Bard. Do, my lord, 84 ce. 1 have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot. Fal. I would it had been of horse. Where| shall 1 find one that can steal well? © for 4 fine thief, of the age of two and twenty or thereabouts! Iam heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for these rebels— they offend none but the virtuous; 1 laud them, I praise them. ign gees 1 Bard. ri Prince, Go bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster, To my brother John; this to my Lord of| Westmoreland. (Exit Bardolph. Go, Peto, to horse, to horse; for thou and I Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinnet- time. [Exit Peto, Jack, meet me to-morrow in the Temple Hall poor penny-worth hee long-winded h'd with any other a At two o'clock in the afternoon ; 199 There shalt thou know thy charge, and there receive Money and order for their furniture. The land is burning ; Percy stands on high: And either we or they must lower lie. (Exit. Fal. Rare words ! brave world! Hostess, my breakfast, come ! 04 O, I could wish this tavern were my tute it. KING HENRY THE FOURTH—PART ONE ACT FOUR Scenn I. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury. Enter Horsrur, WORCESTER, and Doveias. said, my noble Scot. If speak- ng truth: In this fine age were not thought flattery, Such attribution should the Douglas have ‘As not a soklier of this season’s stamp: Should go so general current through the world. By God, I cannot flatter; 1 do defy ‘The tongues of soothers; but a braver hace In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. Nay, a ale word; approve me, jord. Hot, Wi Doug. Thou art the king of honour: 1 No man so potent breathes upon the ground But | will beard him. Hot. Do so, and "tis well Enter a Messenger with letters. What letters hast thou there 7—I can but thank you. Mess. These letters come from your father. ‘Hot. Letters from him! Why comes be not himself ? Mess. He cannot come, my lord, he grievous sick, Hot, Zounds ! how has he the leisure to be sick In such a justliog time? Who leads bis power? Under whose government come they along? Mess. His letters bears his mind, not 1, my lord. a0 Wor. 1 prithee tell me, doth he keep his bed ? Mess. He did, my lord, four days ere 1 set forth ; And at the time of my departure thence He was much fear'd by his physicians. Wor. 1 pe state of time had first been wh Ere he by sickness had been visited ; His health was never better worth than now. ‘Hot. Sick now ! droop ! This sickness doth infect a The very life-blood of our enterprise ; “Tis catching hither, even to our camp. re sickness— pen i could 80 toc nor did be think it mee! To lay so dangerous and dear a trust On any soul remov' ‘Yer dou EB give Us bold mavertioon ase - 503mail conjunction we should 1 purposes, What say ye © father's sickness is a maim to us Hot. A perilous gash, a ve of And vet, in faith, it ie not. Hie present want Seems more than we shall find it, Were it rood as To wet the exact wealth of all our states limb lopp'd All at one cast 7 To set so rich a main On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour ? It were not good; for therein should we read The very bottom and the soul of hope, ‘The wery list, the very utmost bound OF all our fortunes. Dow. Faith, and so we should ; Wherr now remains a sweet reversion. We may boldly spend upon the hope of what a tirement lives in this. A rendez ous, a home to fly unto, the devil and mischance look big fe maileshead of our affairs. But yet | would your father had been bere. - The qvality and hair of our attempt Brooks no division. Lt will be thought By some, that know not why he is away, Tuat wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike Of our proceedings, kept the earl from hence ; a ak how such an prehension May turo the tide of fearful faction And breed a kind of question in our cause; For well you know we of the off'ring side Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement, 79 And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence ue eve of feason may pry in upon us, lis absence of your fathers draws a curtain That shows the ignorant a kind of fear Before oot dreamt of. Hot You strain too far. 75 I rather of his absence make this use: It lends @ lustre and more great opinion, A larger dare to our gteat enterprise, Than if the earl were bere ; for men must think, Lf we, without his help. cau make a head To push against 4 kingdom, with his help. We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down, Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are Doug. As heart can think; there is mot such a word ‘Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear. 63 504 RY THE FOURTH PART ONE ee Sees mm RICHARD VERNON, Enter » Vernon | welcome, by my soul Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord. Ver lhe Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strone Te man with him Prince * Hot, No harm ; what more? Ver ‘And further, I have leara’d The King himself in person is set forth, Or hitherwards intended speedily, With strong and mighty preparation. Hot. He shall be welcome too. Where is his son, ™ ‘The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales, And his comrades that daff’d the world aside And bid it pass 7 Ver. All furnish’d, all in arms ; All plum‘d like estridges, that with the wit Bated like eagles having lately bath’ Glittering in golden coats, like images ; ‘As full of spirit as the month of May ‘And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer ; Wanton as youthful goats, wild as youny with his beaver on, thighs, gallantly arm'd. is cushes on b Rise frem the ground like feathered Mercury, oo And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds fo turn and wind a fiery And witch tne world with noble horseman- ship. ne Hot. No more, no more; worse than the sun in March, ‘This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come. They come like sacrifices in their trim, And to the fire-cy'd maid of smoky war All hot and bleeding will we offer them. s3 The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit Up to tne ears in blood. Lam on fire ‘To hear this rich reprisal is s@ nigh Lert get let me taste rae, Who is to bear me lke a thunderbolt Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales. horse to hore, till one drop dowa a =? ue Harry to Harry shall, hot Meet, and ne'er part Llearn'd in W beg or ite tat draw hi pom tio. fu as Bowe tha’ the worst tidings that’ I of yet. Wer, Ay, by my faith, Shot bensa.a.trasty bet al:cene 1] KING HE Hot. What may the King’s whole battle | reach unto? | Ver. To thirty thousand. | Hot. Forty let it be: 130 My father and Glendower being both away, The powers of us may serve so great a day. Come, let us take a muster speedily. Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily. Doug. Talk not of dying; 1 am out of fear 135 Of death or death’s hand for this one half year. [Exeunt.nl. and living to k thee. I prithee iend me'thy sword) iz Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st not my sword ; but take my pistol, if thou wilt Prince. Give it me. case? Fal. Ay, Hal; ‘tis hot, that will sack a city ond, and fi Prince. What, is now | What, is it in the ‘tis oot; there's [The Prince draws i cds tt to be a bottle of sack. a time to jest and dally [He thr the boule at him, Exit, Fal, Well, if Percy be alive, Vl pierce him. If he do come in my way, so; if he do not, if 1 come in his willingly, let him make a carbonado of me, I like not such grinning honowr as Sir Walter hath. Give me life, which if 1 can save, so; if not, honour comes unkwok'd for, and there's an ond. (Exit, Scene IV. Another part of the field. Alarums. Excursions. Enter the KING, the Prisce of WaLes, Prince JOHN OF LancasTeR, and WESTMORELAND, King. 1 prithee, Harry, withdraw thyself; too much; Leed John of Lancaster, go you w.th him. P. Joka, Not 1, my lord, unless 1 did bleed too. Pripce. 1 beseech your Majesty, make up. Lest your retirement do amaze your friends. King. 1 will do 30. My Lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his thou bieedest tent. West. Come, my lord, I'll lead you to} your tent. Prince. Lead me, my lord ? Ido not meee your help. And God forbid a shallow scratch snould ari The Prince. of Wales trom such a field as this, Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on, Apd rebels’ arms triumph Ip massacres! P. John. We breathe too long. Come, cousin Westmoreland, Our duty this way lies; for God's oe come. [Exeuni Prince John and Westmorelar | Prince. By God, thou hast deceiv'd me, Lancaster! U did wot think thee lord of wach » spérit | Before, 1 low'd thee as a brother, John, But now I do respect thee as my soul. King. | saw bim bold Lond Percy et the int “Yith lustier maintenance thaa I did look for ‘Of such an angrown wi ls Prieté. ©. this boy Lente mete te us allt [Bea KING HENRY RY THE IE FOURTH—PART ONE Enter Doveras. “Doug. Another king! hey Ml Hydra's heads. Faas | am the Douglas, fatal to all those That wear those colours on them. What art thou, That counterfeit st the person of a So many of his shadows thou hast met, » And not the very King. [have tao Foys Seek Percy and thyself about the fel But, seeing thou fail'st on me so luckily, I will assay thee ; so, defend thyself. Doug. | fear thou art another counter- felt ; 8 And yet, in faith, thou bearest thee like a But mine | am sure thou art, who'er thou be, And thus I win thee. (They fight, the King being im danger. Re-enter the Prince. ee ae ae thy bead, vile Scot, or Never tool old ft = again. The spirits « Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are im my aris It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee, Who never renee but be meaas te pay. hey fight : Dowgias flies. 3] Cheerly, my lord: how fares your Grace ? Sir Nicholas Gawsey ‘Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion ; And show'd thou mak'st some tender of my Ife, In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me. Prince. O God, they did me too muc injury ‘That ever said | heark’wed for your deat! If it were so, 1 have let alone ‘The insulting hand of over you, Which would have been 4s speedy in yo 43 a 5 hisonou potions to the wot And sa the treacherous labour of your King. bs Make to Clifton, I'l to Si bichdina fecal ea Enier Horspun. Hot, Uf | mistake oot, thou art Harry ‘Moamouth. reer eee Hot, uy name i Harry Percy. Prince, Why, then | see A very valiant rebel of the name. Lam the Prince of Wales; and think nei, Pony, 5