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He came but to be duke of Lancaster,

Gent. My good lord, To sue his livery,' and beg his peace;

I guess their ienor. With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal,


Like enough, you do. My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd,

To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day, Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too. Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men Now, when the lords, and barons of the realm Must 'bide the touch: For, sir, at Shrewsbury, Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him, As I am truly given to understand, The more and less? came in with cap and knee; The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, Met him in boroughs, cities, villages;

Meets with Lord Harry: and I fear, Sir Michael, Antended him on bridges, stood in lanes,

What with the sickness of Northumberland Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths, (Whose power was in the first proportion,) Gave him their heirs as pages; follow'd him, And whai with Owen Glendower's absence thenco, Even at the heels, in golden multitudes.

(Who with them was a rated sinew too, He presently,--as greatness knows itself, And comes not in, o'er-ruled by prophecies,)Steps me a little higher than his vow

I fear, the power of Percy is too weak Made to my father, while his blood was poor, To wage an instant trial with the king. U pon the naked shore at Ravenspurg :'

Geni. Why, good my lord, you need not fear. And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform

there's Douglas, Some certain edicis, and some strait decrees, And Lord Mortimer. That lie too heavy on the commonwealth :


No, Mortimer's not there. Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep.

Genl. But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face,

Percy, This seeming brow of justice, did he win

And there's my lord of Worcester; and a head The hearts of all that he did angle for.

Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. Proceeded further; cut me off ihe heads

Arch. And so there is : but yet the king hath Of all the favourites, that the absent king

drawn In deputation left behind him here,

The special head of all the land together:When he was personal in the Irish war.

The prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster, Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this.

The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt ; Hot.

Then, to the point. And many more cor-rivals, and dear men In short time after, he depos'd the king;

Of estimation and command in arms. Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life;

Gent. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well ope. And, in the neck of that,* task'd the whole state :

pos’d. To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsinan March Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; (Who is, if every owner were well plac'd,

And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed: Indeed his king) to be engag'd' in Wales,

For, if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the king There without ransom to lie forfeited :

Dismiss his power, he means to visit us, Disgrac'd me in my happy victories;

For he hath heard of our confederacy. Sought to entrap me by intelligence :

And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him; Rated my uncle from the council-board;

Therefore, make haste: I must go write again In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;

To other friends; and so farewell, Sir Michael. Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong:

(Eseunt severally. And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out This head of safety; and, withal, to pry Into his title, the which we find

ACT V. l'oo indirect for long continuance.

Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king ? SCENE I. The King's Camp near Shrewsbury.

Hot. Not so, Sir Walter; we'll withdraw awhile. Enter King HENRY, PRINCE HENRY, PRINCE Go to the king; and let there be impawo'd

John of Lancaster, Sir WALTER BLONT, and Some surety for a safe return again,

Sir John FALSTAFF. And in the morning early shall mine uncle

K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer Bring him our purposes and so farewell. blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and Above yon busky bill the day looks pale love.

At his distemperature.

P. Hen. Hot. And, may be, so we shall.

The southern wind Blunt.

'Pray heaven, you do! | Doth play the trumpet to his purposes :


And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves,

Foretells a tempest, ar.d a blustering day. SCENE IV. A Room in the Archbishop's House.

K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sympathize; Enter the Archbishop of York, and a Gentleman. For nothing can seem foul to those that win.Arch. Hie, good Sir Michael; bear this sealed

Trumpet. Enter WORCESTER and VERNON. brief,

How now, my lord of Worcester ? 'tis not well, With winged haste, to the lord marshal ;* That you and I should meet upon such terms This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust; To whom they are directed : if you knew

And made us doff our easy robes of peace, How much they do import, you would make haste. To crush our old limbs 'c in ungentle steel;

I That is, to sue out the delivery or possession of his 5 The old copies read engag'd, which Thenbald al. lands. This law term has been already explained in tered to incag'd, without reason : to be engaged is to be King Richard II. Acı ii. Sc. 1.

pledged as an hostage. ? The greater and the less.

6 A brief is any short writing, as a letter, &e. 3 The whole of this speech alludes to passages in 7 Thomas Lord Mowbray. King Richard II.

8 A strength on which we reckoned, a help of which 4 So in Painter's Palace of Pleasure : 'Great mis- we made account. chieses succedyng one in another's necke.' Task'd 9. I do not know (says Mr. Blakeway) whether is here used for lared : it was common to use these Shakspeare ever surveyed the ground of Battlefield, but words indiscriminately, says Steevens. Taskes were he has described the sun's rising over Haughmound Hill ributes or subsidies, and should not be confounded with from that spot as accurately as if he had. It still merits lases, which are carefully distinguished by Baret. He the name of a busky hill. Milton writes the word, per. iuterprets' lelonium, the place where tasks or lributes haps more properly, ty, it is from the French bos. are paied.' Philips, in his World of Words, says, cageur, woody. Tasck is an old British word, signifying tribute, from io Shakspeare forgot that he was not at this time old, whence haply cometh our 'word task, which is a duty it was only four years since the deposition of King or labour iin posed upun any one.'


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This is not well, my lord, this is not well.

Such water colours, to impaint his cause ;
What say you to'ı? will you again unknit Nor moody beggars, starvingo for a time
This churlish knot of all-abhorred war ?

or pellmell havoc and confusion.
And move in that obedient orb again,

P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many a sous
Where you did give a fair and natural light; Shall pay full dearly for this encounter,
And be no inore an exhalid meteor,

If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,
A prodigy of fear, and a portent

The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
Ot broached mischief to ihe unborn times ? In praise of Henry Percy : By my hopes,-
Wor. Ilear me, my liege;

This present enterprise set of his head,
For mine own part, I could be well content I do not think, a braver gentleman,
To entertain the lag-end of my life

More active-valiant, or more valiant-young,
With quiet hours ; for, I do protest,

More daring, or more bold, is now alive,
I have not sought the day of this dislike.

To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
K. Hen. You have noi sought for it! how comes For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
it then?

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

Yet this before my father's majesty,
Wor. It pleas'd your majesty, to turn your looks I am content, that he shall take the odds
or favour, from myself, and all our house ; Of his great name and estimation;
And yet I must remember you, my lord,

And will, to save the blood on either side,
We were the first and dearest of your friends. Try fortune with him in a single fight.
For you, my staff of office did I break

K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we ven-
In Richard's time; and posted day and night

ture thee,
To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand, Albeit, considerations infinite
When yei you were in place and in account Do make against it:--No, good Worcester, no,"
Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.

We love our people well : even those we love,
It was myself, my brother, and bis son,

That are misled upon your cousin's part:
That brought you home, and boldly did outdare And, will they take the offer of our grace,
The dangers of the time: You swore to us, Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man
And you did swear that oath at Doncaster, Shall be my friend again, and I'll be hís:
That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state; So tell your cousin, and bring me word
Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right, What he will do :--But if he will not yield,
The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster : Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
To this we swore our aid. But, in short space, And they shall do their office. So, be gone ;
It rain'd down fortune showering on your bead; We will not now be troubled with reply:
And such a flood of greatness fell on you,-. We offer fair, take it advisedly.
What with our help: what with the absent king!

(Eseunt WORCESTER and VERNON. What with the injuries of a wanton time;

P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life
The seeming sufferances that you had borne ; The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
And the contrarious winds, that held the king Are confident against the world in arms.
So long in his unlucky Irish wars,

K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his
That all in England did repute him dead,--

charge ;
And, from this swarm of fair advantages,

For, on their answer, will we set on them:
You took occasion to be quickly wood

And God befriend us, as our cause is just!
To gripe the general sway into your hand:

(Exeunt King, Blunt, and Prince John. Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster ;

Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and And, being fed by us, you us'd us so

bestride me, so ; 'tis a point of friendship.
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,?

P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that
Useth the sparrow: did oppress our nest; friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell.
Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,

Fal. I'would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well.
That even our love durst not come near your sight, P. Hen. Why, thou owest God a death. (Erit.
For fear of swallowing: but with nimble' wing Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay
We were enforc'd, for safety sake, to fly.

him before his day. What need I be so forward with Out of your sight, and raise this present head: him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Whereby we stand opposed' hy such means Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour As you yourself have forg'd against yourself; prick me off when I come on? how then? Can By unkind usage, dangerous countenance, honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm ? No. Or And violation of all faith and troth

take away the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.

no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour ? A K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have articu- word. What is in that word, honour?

What is tha: lated,

honour ? Air. A trim reckoning Who hath it? Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches; He that died o'Wednesday. Doch he feel it ? No. To face the garment of rebellion

Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, With some fine colour, that may please the eyo to the dead. But will it not live with the living 1 Or fickle changelings, and poor discontents, No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it :-hero Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news fore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, Of hurlyburly innovation :

and so ends my catechism.

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of another bird :-and this she doth so long, untill the L A cheroet was (as Thenbald justly observes) a noisy young cuckow being once fledge and readie to die chaltering bird, a pie or jackdaw; called also in French | abroad, is so bold as to seize upon the old titling, and chouelle. This simple and satisfactory explanation eat up her that hatched her.'-Pliny's Nat. Hist. by would not do for Steevens and Malone, who finding that Holland, b. x. ch.9. chewets were also little round pies made of minced 3 i. e. we stand in opposition to you. meat, thought that the prince compared Falstaff, for his 4 The quartos read articulate. To articulate is to unseasonable chattering, to a minced pie! The word set down in articles. is a diminutive of chough, pronounced chouh, from the 5 i. e. anxiously expecting a time. Saxon ceo. Graculus Monedula. Belon, in his His. 6 That is, taken from his account tory of Birds, describes the chouelle the smallest 7 Mason suggests that we should read “know goo kind or chough or crow, and this will account for the Worcester, know, &c.? diminutive termination of its name.

& In the battle of Agincourt, Henry, when king, did 3 'The Tidling, therefore, that sitteth, being thus de. this act of friendship for his brother the duke of Glouceived, hatchesh the egge, and bringeth up the chicke cester.


SCENE II. The Rebel Camp. Enter Worces- | He made a blushing cital of himself; 2 ER and VERNON.

And chid his truant youth with such a grace,
Wor, o, no, my nephew must not know, Sir As if he master'd there a double spirit,

Of teaching, and of learning, instantly:
The liberal kind offer of the king.

There did he pause : But let me tell the world,

If he out ive the envy of this day,
Ver. 'Twere best, he did.
Then we are all undone. England did never owes so sweet a hope,

So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
It is not possible, it cannot be,

Hol. Cousin, I think thou art enamoured
The king should keep his word in loving us;
He will suspect us siill, and find a time

Upon his follies; never did I hear

of any prince, so wild at liberty :6 To punish this offence in other faults :

But, be he as he will, yet once ere night Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes:

I will embrace him with a soldier's For treason is but trusted like the fox;


That he shall shrink under my courtesy.-
Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up,
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.

Arm, arm, with speed :-Ånd, fellows, soldiers,

friends, Look how we can, or sad, or merrily,

Better consider what you have to do,
Interpretation will misquote our looks;
And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,

Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,
The better cherish'd, still the nearer death,

Can liti your blood up with persuasion, My nephew's trespass may be well forgot.

Enter a Messenger. It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood;

Mess. My lord, here are letters for you.
And an adopted name of privilege,--

Hot. I cannot read them now,
A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:
All his offences live upon my head,

O gentlemen, the time of life is short ;
And on his father's ;--we did train him on;

To spend that shortness basely, were too long,

If life did ride upon a dial's point, And, his corruption being ta'en from us,

Sull ending at the arrival of an hour.
We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.

An if we live, we live to tread on kings ;
Therefore, good cousin, let nor Harry know,
In any case, the offer of the king.

If die, brave death, when princes die with tis
Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis so.

Now for our consciences, -the arms are fair,

When the intent of bearing them is just.
Here comes your cousin.
Enter Hotspur and Douglas; and Officers and

Enter another Messenger.
Soldiers, behint.

Mess. My lord, prepare : the king comes on apace.

Hol. I thank hiin, ihat he cuts me from my tale,
Hot. My uncle is return'd :--Deliver up
My lord of Westmoreland.'_Uncle, what news?

For I prosess not talking; Only this

Let each man do his best: and here draw I
Wor. The king will bid you battle presently.
Doug. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland.

A sword, whose temper I intend to stain

With the best blood ibat I can meet withal
Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. (Erit. Now,--Esperance!?—Percy !--and set on.-

In the adventure of this perilous day.
Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the king.

Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
Hot. Did you beg any ? God forbid !
Wor. I told him gently of our grievances,

And by that music let us all embrace : or his vath-breaking; which he mended thus,

For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall

A second time do such a courtesy.
By now forswearing that he is forsworn:
He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourgo

[The Trumpets sound. They embrace, and exeunt. With haughty arms this hateful name in us. SCENE III. Plain near Shrewsbury. Escursions, Re-enter Douglas.

and Parties fighting. Alarum to the Battle. Then

enter Douglas and Blunt, meeting. Doug. Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have

Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus thrown A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth,

Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek And Westmoreland, that was engag'd, did bear it;

Upon my


Doug Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.

Know then, my name is Douglas; Wor. The prince of Wales stepp'd forth before Because some tell me that thou art a king.

And I do haunt thee in the batlle thus,

Blunt. They tell thee true.
And, nephew, challeng’d you to single fight.
Hot. O, 'would the quarrel lay upon our heads; Thy likeness : for, instead of thee, King Harry,

Doug. The lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought
And that no man mighi draw short breath to-day,
But I, and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,

This sword hath ended him: sa shall it thee,
How show'd his tasking ?' seem'd it in contempt?

Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner. Ver. No, by my soul; I never in my life

Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot;' Did hear a challenge urg'd more modestly,

And thou shalt find a king that will revenge

Lord Stafford's death.
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.

[They fight, and Blunt is slain. He gave you all the duties of a man ;

Enter HotSPUR.
Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue ;
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle;

Hot. O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon
Making you ever betier than his praise,

thus, By still dispraising praise, valued with you :

I never had triumph'd upon a Scot. And, which became him like a prince indeed,

Doug: All's done, all's won; here breathless lies

the king. 1 Westmoreland was impawned as a surely for the

Hot, Where? safe return of Worcester. See Activ. Sc. 3.

2 Tasking as well as laring was used for reproof. wrong pointed this passage. The quarto copies most of We still say he took him to task.'

them read so will a libertie.' Steevens suggests that 3 i. e. "mention of himself.' To cite is to quote, perhaps the author wrote so wild a libertine;' 10 which allege, or mention any passage or incident. The mis. reading I very much incline. takes of Pope and others have induced me to give an ex. 7 Esperance, or Esperanza, has always been the planation of this word, which I should otherwise have motto of the Percy family. Shakspeare uses esperance Thought sufficiently intelligible.

as a word of four syllables, the e final having the same 4 That is, was master of.

5 Own.

power as in French verse. 6 So wild at liberty may mean so wild and licentious, 8 The folio reads: or loose in his oonduct. Johnson misunderstood and "I was not born to yield thou haughty Score

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And heaven forbid, a shallow scratch should drive Hot. This, Douglas ? no, I know this face full well : The prince of Wales from such a field as this ; A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt; Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on, Semblably' furnish'd like the king himself.

And rebels' arms triumph in massacres ! Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes ! P. John. We breathe too long :-Come, cousin A borrow'd litle hast thou bought too dear.

Westmoreland, Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king? Our duty this way lies; for God's sake, come. Hot. The king hath many marching in his coats.

(Exeuni P. John and WESTMORELAND. Doug. Now, hy my sword, I will ki: all his coats. P. Hen. By heaven, thou hast deceiv'd


Lan I'll murder all'his wardrobe, piece by piece,

caster, Until I meet the king.

I did not think thee lord of such a spirit;
Up, and away ;

Before, I lov'd thee as a brother, John;
Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. (Exeunt. But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

K. Hen. I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point,
Other Alarums. Enter Falstaff.

With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Fal. Though I could ’scape shot-free at London, Of such an ungrown warrior.'
I fear the shot here ; here's no scoring, but upon

P. Hen.

O, this boy pate.-Soft! who art thou ? Sir Walter Blunt;- Lends mettle to us all !

[Exil. there's honour for you: Here's no vanity!3-I am as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too : God keep

Alarums. Enter DOUGLAS. lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine Doug. Another king ! they grow like Hydra's own bowels.- I have led my raggamuffins where

heads; they are peppered: there's but three of my hundred I am the Douglas, fatal to all those and fifty left alive; and they are for the town's end, That wear those colours on them.-What art thou, to beg during life.' But who comes here!

That counterfeit'st the person of a king ?

K. Hen. The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves

at heart, P. Hen. What, stand'st thou idle here ? lend me so many of his shadows thou hast met, thy sword:

And not the very king. I have two boys, Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff

Seek Percy, and thyself, about the field : Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,

But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily, Whose deaths are unreveng'd: Pr'ythee, lend me I will assay thee; so defend thyself. thy sword,

Doug. I fear, thou art another counterfeit; Fal. O Hal, I pr’ythee give me leave to breathe And yet, in faith, thou bear’st thee like a king : a while.-Turk Gregory* never did such deeds in But mine, I am sure, thou art, whoc'er thou be, arms, as I have done this day. I have paid Percy, And thus I win thee. I have made him sure.

[They fight; the King being in danger, enter P. Hen. He is, indeed ; and living to kill thee.

PRINCE HENRY. I pr'ylhee, lend me thy sword.

P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art 'Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive,

like thou get'si 'not my sword; but take my pistol, if Never to hold it up again! the spirits thou wilt.

Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms : P. Hen. Give it me: What, is it in the case ?

It is the prince of Wales, that threatens thee; Fal. Ay, Hal : 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will Who never promiseth, but he means to pay.sack a city. (The Prince draws out a bottle of sack.

[They fight; Douglas flies P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest and dally now? Cheerly, my lord : How fares your grace?-

(Throws it at him, and exil. Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succour sent, Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If And so hath Clifton ; I'll to Clifton straight. he do come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come

K. Hen. Stay, and breathe a while :in his, willingly, let him make a carbonados of me. Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion ;' I like not such grinning honour as Sir Walter hath: And show'd thou mak’or some tender of my life, Give me life : which if I can save, so; if not, honour In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me. comes unlooked for, and there's an end. [Erit. P. Hen. O heaven! they did me too much injury,

That ever said, I hearken'd for your death. SCENE IV. Another Part of the Field. Alarums: if it were so, I'might have let alone Excursions. Enter the King, PRINCE HENRY, The insulting hand of Douglas over you; PRINCE Johx, and WESTMORELAND.

Which would have been as speedy in your end, K. Hen. I pr’ythee,

As all the poisonous potions in the world, Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much :'-And sav'd the treacherous labour of your son. Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.

K. Hen. Make up to Clifton, I'll io Sir Nicholas P. John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.


(Exit King HENRY. P. Hen. I beseech your majesty, make up,

Enter HotsPUR.
Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.
K. Hen. I will do so :

Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. My lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent. P. Hen. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my

West. Come, my lord, i'll lead you to your tent.

P. Hen. Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help: subject of Hildebrand, but not even the title of it has 1 That is in secming or outward appearance.

come down to us. 2 Whither for whithersoeder. Thus Baret, “Whe. 6 Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him,' is adther, or to rohat place you will. Quovis. Any-whether dressed to the prince as he goes out ; the rest of the also signified to any place. In the last scene of the speech is a soliloquy. Shakspeare was not aware that second act, Hotspur says to his wife :-

he ridiculed the serious etymology of the Scottish his"Whither I go, thither shalt thou go too." torian:-Piercy a penetrando oculum Regis Scotorum 3 Here's no vanity,' the negative is here used ironi. ut fabulatur Boetius. -Skinner. cally, to designate the excess of a thing.

6 A rasher or collop of meat cut crosswise for the 4 Turk Gregory' means Gregory the Seventh, call. gridiron. ed Hildebrand. This furious friar surmounted almost 7 History says that the prince was wounded in the invincible obstacles to deprive the emperor of his right face by an arrow. of investiture of bishops, which his predecessors had 8. – the earle of Richmond withstood his violence, long attempted in vain. Fox, in his Martyrology, has and kept him at the sword's point, without advantage, made Gregory so odious that the Protestants would be longer than his companions either thought or julged. well pleased to hear him thus characterized, as uniting Holinshed, p. 759. the aitributes of their two great enemies, the Turk and 9 Opinion for estimation, reputation, the opinion of the Pope, in one. There was an old tragedy on the I the world. The word was then used in that sense.


Hot. My name is Harry Percy.

part of valour is—discretion; in the which better P. Hen.

Why, then I see part, I have saved my life. Zounds. I am afraid A very veliant rebel of the name.

of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: I am the prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, How, if he should counterfeit too, and rise ? I am To share with me in glory any more:

afraiú, he would prove the beiter counterfeit. ThereTwo stars keep not their motion in one sphere; fore l'il make him sure : yea, and I'll swear I killed Nor can one England brook a double reign,

liim. Why may not he rise as well as I ? Nothing Of Harry Percy, and the prince of Wales. confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me. There

Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come fore, sirrah (stabbing him,), with a new wound in To end the one of us; And 'would to God, your thigh, come you along with me. Thy name in arms were now as great as mine!

[Takes HotSPUR on his back P. Hen. I'll make it greater, ere I part from thee;

Re-enter Prince HENRY and PRINCE Johx, , And all the budding honours on thy crest I'll crop, to make a garland for my head.

P. Hen. Come, brother John, full bravely has!

thou flesh'd Hot. I can no longer brook thy vanities.

[They fight. Thy maiden sword.

P. John. But, soft! whom have we here? Enter FALSTAFF.

Did you not tell me, this fat man was dead? Fal. Well said, Hal! lo ii, Hal!--Nay, you P. Hen. I did; I saw him dead, breathless and shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you.

bleeding Enter Douglas; he fights with Falstaff, who On the ground falls down as if he were deal, and exit Douglas. That plays upon our eyesight? 1 pr’ythee, speak;

Art thou alive? or is it phantasy Hotspur is wounded, and fulls.'

We will not irast our eyes, without our ears :Hot. O, Harry, thou hast robb’d me of my youth : Thou art not what thou seern'st. I betler brook the loss of briuile life,

Fa'. No, that's certain; I am not a doute man : Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword There is Percy (throwing the body down :) if your my flesh:

father will do me any honour, so; if not, let him But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either earl And time, that takes survey of all the world,

or duke, I can assure you. Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,

P. Hen. Why, Percy I killed myself, and save But that the earthy and cold hand of death

thee dea Lies on my tongue :--No, Percy, thou art dust,

Fal. Didst thou ?-Lord, lord, how this world is And food for

[ Dies given to lying !--1 grant you, I was down, and out P. Hen, For worms, brave Percy: Fare thee of breath; and so was he: but we rose both in an well, great heart!-

instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury Ill-weav'd ambition, how inuch art thou shrunk!

clock. If I may be believed, so ; if not, let them, When that this body did contain a spirit,

that should reward valour, bear the sin upon their A kingdom for it was too small a bound;'

own heads. I'll take it upon my death, I gave But now, two paces of the vilest earth

him this wound in the thigh : if the man were alive, Is room enough :--This earth, that bears thee dead, and would deny it, I would make him eal a piece Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.

of my sword. If thou wert sensible of courtesy,

P. John. This is the strangest tale that e'er I I should not make so dear a show of zeal: -

heard. But let my favours“ hide thy mangled face; And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself

P. Hen. This is the strangest fellow, brother

For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!

Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back : Thy ignomy: sleep with thee in the gravo,

For ny part, if a lie may do thee grace,

I'll But not remember'd in thepitaph!

it with the happiest terms I have.

(A Retreat is sounded (He sees Falstaff on the ground. The trumpet sounds retreat, the day is ours., What! old acquaintance! could not all this flesh

Come, brother, let's to the highest of the field, Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell!

To see what friends are living, who are dead. I could have better spar'd a better man.

[Ereunt P. Hex. and P. John 0, I should have a heavy miss of thee,

Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He If I were much in love with vanity.

that rewards ms, God reward him! If I do grow Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day, Though many dearer, in this bloody fray :

great, I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and teave sack, Embowell’dó will I see thee hy and by ;

and live cleanly, as a nobleman should do.

[Erit bearing of the Borly. Till then, in blood by noble Percy lie. [Erit. Fal. [Rising slowly.) Embowelled ! if thou em



Another Part of the Field. bowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder

Trumpets sound. Enter King HENRY, PRINCE me, and eat ine too, to-morrow. 'Sblood, 'twas

HENRY, PRINCE Joan, WESTMORELAND, and time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had

others, with WORCESTER, and VERNON, pri paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie, I am no counterfeit: To die, is to be a counterfeit ; for K. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke. he is but the counterfeit of a man who hath not Il-spirited Worcester! did we not send grace, the life of a man: but to counterfeit dying, when a Pardon, and terms of love to all of you ? man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the And would'st thou turn our offers contrary? true and perfect image of life indeed. The better

sublunary things, must itself at last be stopped. ! Shakspeare had no authority for making Hotspur Johnson. fail by the hand of the prince. Holinshed


The 3. Carminibus confide bonis-jacet ecce Tibullus; king slew that day with his own hand six and thirty Vix manet e toto parva quod urna capit.'-Ovid. persons of his enemies. The other of his party, en. 4 His scarf, with which he covers Percy's face. couraged by his doings, fought valiantly, and slew the 5 Thus the folio. The quartos read ignominy. Lord Percy, called Henry Hotspur.' Speed says that 6 To imbotell was the old term for embalning the Percy was killed by an unknown hand.

body, as was usually done by those of persons of rank. 2 Hotspur, in his last moments endeavours to console Thus in Aulicus Coquinariæ, 16:50:- The next day was himself. The glory of the prince wounds his thoughts, solemnly appointed for imbowelling the corps, in the but thought, heing dependent on life, must cease with it, presence of some of the counsell, all the physicians, and will soon be at an end. Life, on which thought chirurgions, apothecaries, and the Palsgrave's plıye.. dependy, is itself of no great value, being the fool and cian. sport of lime; of time which, with all ite dominion over 7 Salt.


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