Sought to entrap me by intelligence; Blunt. Shall I return this anfwer to the king? [love. The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, York. No, Mortimer is not there. [fear; Sir Mich. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord Harry Percy, Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and And there's my lord of Worcester, and a head Hot. And, may be, fo we fhall. Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. [drawn York. And fo there is: but yet the king hath The fpecial head of all the land together ;-The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancafter, The noble Weftmoreland, and warlike Blunt; And many more corrivals, and dear men Of eftimation and command in arms. Sir Mich. Doubt not, my lord, they fhall be well oppos'd. York. I hope no lefs, yet needful 'tis to fear; How much they do import, you would make hafte. And, to prevent the worit, Sir Michael, fpeed: Sir Mich. My good lord, I guess their tenor. York. Like enough, you do. To-morrow, good Sir Michae', is a day, Muft 'bide the touch: For, fir, at Shrewsbury, For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king And 'tis but wifdom to make ftrong against him; SCENE I. ACT V. OW bloodily the fun begins to peer! At his diftemperature. P. Henry. The fouthern wind K. Henry. Then with the lofers let it fympathize; For nothing can feem foul to thofe that win.-Trumpet. Enter Worcester, and Vernon. How now, my lord of Worcester ? 'tis not well, To crufh our old limbs in ungentle fteel: Of broached mifchief to the unborn times? For mine own part, I could be well content I have not fought the day of this diflike. Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. P. Henry. Peace, chewer 5, peace. Wor. It pleas'd your majefty, to turn your looks Of favour from myfelf, and all our house; 3 i. e. ac Meaning, this army, from which I hope for protection. 2 A brief is fimply a letter. counted a strong aid. 4 i. e. woody, from bofquet, Fr. 5 Theobald explains chewet, or chuet, to inean, a noify chattering bird, a pie'; while Mr. Steevens thinks it alludes to a kind of fat greaty puddings called chewets. Hh 2 And And yet I must remember you, my lord, In Richard's time; and potted day and night For my part, I may fpeak it to my shame, I am content, that he fhall take the odds K. Henry. And, prince of Wales, fo dare we Albeit, confiderations infinite Do make against it :--No, good Worcester, no, Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n right,We love our people well; even thofe we love, The feat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster : To this we fware our aid. But, in fhort (pace, That are mi-led upon your coufin's part: [Exe. Wo cefler and Vernon. K. Henry. Hence, therefore, every leader to his For, on their antwer, we will fet on them: That all in England did repute him dead ;-- With fome fine colour, that may please the eye And never yet did infurrection want [foul P. Henry. In both our armies, there is many More active-valiant, or more valiant-young, a Extant King, Blunt, and Prince John. Fal. Hal, if thou fee me down in the battle, and beftride me, fo; 'tis a point of friendship. P. Henry. Nothing but a coloffus can do thee that friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewel. Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well. with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no mat- i. e. the injuries done by king Richard in the wantonnefs of profperity. 2 The cuckow's chicken, who, being hatched and fed by the fparrow, in whofe neft the cuckow's egg was laid, grows in time able to devour her nurse. 3 i. c. we ftand in oppolition to you. 4. e. cxhibited in articles. The The liberal kind offer of the king. It is not poflible, it cannot be, The king fhould keep his word in loving us; Who, ne'er fo tame, fo cherish'd, and lock'd up, A hare-brain'd Hotípur, govern'd by a spleen : And on his father's ;-we did train him on; Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis fo. Enter Hotipur, and Douglas. Hot. My uncle is return'd,-Deliver up Doug. Arm, gentlemen, to arms! for I thrown Trimm'd up your praifes with a princely tongue; Het. Coufin, I think, thou art enamoured diers, friends, Better confider what you have to do, Melenger. Meff. My lord, here are letters for you. O gentlemen, the time of life is fhort; Still ending at the arrival of an hour. An if we live, we live to tread on kings; Maff. My lord, prepare; the king comes on apace. Hot. I thank him, that he cuts me from my tale, Let each man do his best: and here draw I A brave defiance in king Henry's teeth, And, nephew, challeng'd you to single fight. Hot. O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads; Engag'd is deliver'd as an hoftage. ; Now,-Efperance 5 !--Percy!--and fet on.-- [The trumpets found. They embrace, then excunt, SCENE Plain near Shrewsbury. III. The King entereth with his power. Alarum to the Doug. Know then, my name is Douglas ; 2 i. e. recital. 3 i. e. was master of. prince who played fuch pranks, and was not confined as a madman. battle on Percy's fide, and has always been the motto of the Percy family. prefent motto of the duke of Northumberland, and has been long used by his might wager heaven to earth, 4 i. e. of any Efperance en Dieu is the predecessors, Pi.e. one 5 This was the word of Becaufo Because fome tell me that thou art a king. Blunt. They tell thee true. P. Henry. What, is it a time to jeft and dally now ? [Throws it at him, and exit. Fal. If Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do come in my way, fo: if he do not,-if I come in his, willingly, let him make a carbonado? of me. I like not fuch grinning honour as Sir Walter hath : Bit. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;Give me life: which if I can fave, fo; if not, hoAnd thou shalt find a king that will revenge nour comes unlook'd for, and there's an end. [Exit. Dang. Here. [the king. Hot. This, Douglas? no, I know this face full A galiant knight he was, his name was Blunt ; Semblably furnish'd like the king himself. Drug. A fool go with thy foul, whither it goes! SCEN E IV. Another part of the Field, moreland. K. Henry, Harry, withdraw thyfelf; thou bleed'it too much : Lord John of Lancafter, go you with him. Lan. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too. My lord of Weftmoreland, lead him to his tent. And heaven forbid, a fhallow fcratch fhould drive Fal. Though I could 'scape fhot-free at Lon-And rebels' arms triumph in maflacres ! don, I fear the fhot here; here's no fcoring, but Lan. We breathe too long:-Come, coufin upon the pate.-Soft! who at thou? Sir Walter Westmoreland, [Exeunt P. John and Weft. P. Henry. By heaven, thou haft deceiv'd me, Lancaster, Blunt; there's honour for you: Here's no vani-Our duty this way lies; for heaven's fake, come. ty 3-I am as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too: Heaven keep lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine own bowels.-I have led my raggains where they are pepper'd; there's I did not think thee lord of fuch a fpirit: net, the my hundred and fifty left alive; and Before, I lov'd thee as a brother, John ; they are for the town's end, to beg daring life. But now, I do refpect thee as my foul. But who comes here? Futer Prince Henry. K. Henry. I faw him hold lord Percy at the point, With luthier maintenance than I did look for P. Hon. What, ftand't thou idle here? lend Of fuch an ungrown warrior. me thy fword: Many a nobleman lies ftark and stiff P. H. He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. 6 I am the Douglas, fatal to all thofe K. Hmy. The king hirofelf: who, Douglas, Fal. Nay, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'it not my fword; but take my piftol, if thou wilt. P. Her. Give it me: What, is it in the cafe? Fal. Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot: there's that will fack a city. [The Prince draws out a bottle of fack. I i. e. in resemblance, alike. A play upon fet, as it means the part of a reckoning, and a piiffive weapon ditcharged from artillery. 3. In our author's time, the negative, in common fpeech, was used to defign, monically, the exccfs of a thing. 4 Meaning Gregory the Seventh, called Hildebrand. This furioa, friar furmounted almott invincible obitacles to deprive the emperor of his 1ight of inveltiture of byhops, which his prede: cflors had long attempted in vain. Fox, in his IIiftory, hath made this Gregory do odious, that I don't doubt but the good Projeitan's of that time wue weli pleak to hear him thus characterized, as uniting the attributes of their two great enemies, the Turk and Pop, in one. 5, Sure has two fignifications→certamb disposed of, and fife. "Falitafi ules it in the eule; the prince replies to it in the later. A quibble on the word fack. 7 A carts*. is a piece of meat cut crois-wile for the gridnon. Hiftory fays, the prince was wounded in the eye by 21 arról, Doug. I fear thou art another counterfeit ; And yet, in faith, thou bear it thee like a king : But mine, I am fure, thou art, whoe'er thou be, And thus I win thee. [They fight; the King being in danger, enter Prince Henry. P. Henry. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like Never to hold it up again! The fpirits Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms: They wound my thoughts, worfe than thy fword my fieth: But thought's the flave of life, and life time's fool; P. Henry. For worms, brave Percy: Fare thee Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! is room enough :--This earth, that bears thee dead, Bears not alive fo ftout a gentleman. If thou wert fenfible of courtesy, I fhould not make fo great a fhow of zeal : And fhew'd, thou mak'it fome tender of my life, But let my favours 2 hide thy mangled face; In this fair refcue thou haft brought to me. P. Henry. O heaven; they did me too much injury, And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself That ever faid, I hearken'd for your death. Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. name. Hot. My name is Harry Percy. P. Henry. Why, then I fee A very valiant rebel of that name. Death hath not ftruck fo fat a deer to-day, Fal. Imbowell'd! if thou imbowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder me 3, and eat me I am the prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, too, to-morrow. 'Sblood, 'twas time to counter- Hot. Nor thall it, Harry, for the hour is come To end the one of us; And would to heaven, . Thy name in arms were now as great as mine! P. Henry. I'll make it greater, ere I part from thee; And all the budding honours on thy creft. Fal. Well faid, Hal! to it, Hai-Nay, you Het. O, Harry, thou haft robb'd me of my youth:) feit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid nie fcot and lot too. Counterfeit ! Ilie, 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--difcretion; in the which better part, I have faved my life. I am afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: How if he fhould counterfeit too, and rite? I am afraid, he would prove the better counterfeit. Therefore I'll make him fure: yea, and I'll fwear I kill'd him. Why may he not rife, as well as I? Nothing confutes me but eyes, and no body fees me.-—————— Therefore, firrah, with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me. [Takes Hotspur on bis back. Re-enter Prince Henry, and John of Lancafe,. P. Henry. Come, brother John, full bravely haft thou fiefh'd 1 Dr. Johnfon comments on this paffage thus: "Hotspur in his laft moments endeavours to confole himfelf. The glory of the prince wounds his thoughts; but thought, being dependent on life, muit ccale with it, and will foon be at an end. Life, on which thought depends, is itfelf of no great value, being the fool and fport of time; of time, which, with all its dominion over fublunary things, muft itfelf at lait be jtopped." 2 See note 3, p. 461. 3. To powder is to falt. Hb4 Thy |