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Front
Matter

From the Director of the Folger Shakespeare


Library
Textual Introduction
Synopsis
Characters in the Play

ACT 1

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3

ACT 2

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4

ACT 3

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3

ACT 4

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4

ACT 5

Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5

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Textual Introduction
By Barbara Mowat and Paul Werstine
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Synopsis
Henry IV, Part 1, culminates in the battle of Shrewsbury between the
kings army and rebels seeking his crown. The dispute begins when
Hotspur, the son of Northumberland, breaks with the king over the
fate of his brother-in-law, Mortimer, a Welsh prisoner. Hotspur,
Northumberland, and Hotspurs uncle Worcester plan to take the
throne, later allying with Mortimer and a Welsh leader, Glendower.
As that conflict develops, Prince HalHenry IVs son and heir
carouses in a tavern and plots to trick the roguish Sir John Falstaff and
his henchmen, who are planning a highway robbery. Hal and a
companion will rob them of their lootthen wait for Falstaffs lying
boasts. The trick succeeds, but Prince Hal is summoned to war.
In the war, Hal saves his fathers life and then kills Hotspur, actions
that help to redeem his bad reputation. Falstaff, meanwhile, cheats his
soldiers, whom he leads to slaughter, and takes credit for Hotspurs
death.

Characters in the Play


KING HENRY IV,

formerly Henry Bolingbroke

PRINCE HAL,

Prince of Wales and heir to the throne (also


called Harry and Harry Monmouth)

LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER,

younger son of King Henry

EARL OF WESTMORELAND
SIR WALTER BLUNT

(Sir Henry, or Harry, Percy)


LADY PERCY (also called Kate)
EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND, Henry Percy, Hotspurs father
EARL OF WORCESTER, Thomas Percy, Hotspurs uncle
HOTSPUR

EDMUND MORTIMER,

earl of March
LADY MORTIMER (also called the Welsh lady)
OWEN GLENDOWER, a Welsh lord, father of Lady Mortimer
(Archibald, earl of Douglas)
ARCHBISHOP (Richard Scroop, archbishop of York)
SIR MICHAEL, a priest or knight associated with the archbishop
DOUGLAS

SIR RICHARD VERNON,

an English knight

SIR JOHN FALSTAFF


POINS

(also called Edward, Yedward, and Ned)

BARDOLPH
PETO
GADSHILL,

setter for the robbers

of the tavern (also called Mistress Quickly)


VINTNER, or keeper of the tavern
FRANCIS, an apprentice tapster
HOSTESS

Carriers, Ostlers, Chamberlain, Travelers, Sheriff, Servants, Lords,


Attendants, Messengers, Soldiers

ACT 1

Scene 1
Enter the King, Lord John of Lancaster, and the Earl
of Westmoreland, with others.
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So shaken as we are, so wan with care,


Find we a time for frighted peace to pant
And breathe short-winded accents of new broils
To be commenced in strands afar remote.
No more the thirsty entrance of this soil
Shall daub her lips with her own childrens blood.
No more shall trenching war channel her fields,
Nor bruise her flowrets with the armd hoofs
Of hostile paces. Those opposd eyes,
Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,
All of one nature, of one substance bred,
Did lately meet in the intestine shock
And furious close of civil butchery,
Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,
March all one way and be no more opposed
Against acquaintance, kindred, and allies.
The edge of war, like an ill-sheathd knife,
No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,
As far as to the sepulcher of Christ
Whose soldier now, under whose blessd cross
We are impressd and engaged to fight
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Forthwith a power of English shall we levy,
Whose arms were molded in their mothers womb
To chase these pagans in those holy fields
Over whose acres walked those blessd feet
Which fourteen hundred years ago were nailed
For our advantage on the bitter cross.
But this our purpose now is twelve month old,
And bootless tis to tell you we will go.
Therefor we meet not now. Then let me hear
Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland,
What yesternight our council did decree
In forwarding this dear expedience.

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My liege, this haste was hot in question,


And many limits of the charge set down
But yesternight, when all athwart there came
A post from Wales loaden with heavy news,
Whose worst was that the noble Mortimer,
Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight
Against the irregular and wild Glendower,
Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,
A thousand of his people butcherd,
Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,
Such beastly shameless transformation
By those Welshwomen done, as may not be
Without much shame retold or spoken of.

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It seems then that the tidings of this broil


Brake off our business for the Holy Land.
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This matched with other did, my gracious lord.


For more uneven and unwelcome news
Came from the north, and thus it did import:
On Holy-rood Day the gallant Hotspur there,
Young Harry Percy, and brave Archibald,
That ever valiant and approvd Scot,

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At Holmedon met, where they did spend


A sad and bloody hour
As by discharge of their artillery
And shape of likelihood the news was told,
For he that brought them, in the very heat
And pride of their contention did take horse,
Uncertain of the issue any way.

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Here is a dear, a true-industrious friend,


Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse,
Stained with the variation of each soil
Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours,
And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.
The Earl of Douglas is discomfited;
Ten thousand bold Scots, two-and-twenty knights,
Balked in their own blood, did Sir Walter see
On Holmedons plains. Of prisoners Hotspur took
Mordake, Earl of Fife and eldest son
To beaten Douglas, and the Earl of Atholl,
Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith.
And is not this an honorable spoil?
A gallant prize? Ha, cousin, is it not?

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In faith, it is a conquest for a prince to boast of.


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Yea, there thou makst me sad, and makst me sin


In envy that my Lord Northumberland
Should be the father to so blest a son,
A son who is the theme of Honors tongue,
Amongst a grove the very straightest plant,
Who is sweet Fortunes minion and her pride;
Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him,
See riot and dishonor stain the brow
Of my young Harry. O, that it could be proved
That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged
In cradle-clothes our children where they lay,

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And called mine Percy, his Plantagenet!


Then would I have his Harry, and he mine.
But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,
Of this young Percys pride? The prisoners
Which he in this adventure hath surprised
To his own use he keeps, and sends me word
I shall have none but Mordake, Earl of Fife.

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This is his uncles 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.

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But I have sent for him to answer this.


And for this 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
Than out of anger can be utterd.
WESTMORELAND I will, my liege.

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Enter Prince of Wales, and Sir John Falstaff.
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Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?


PRINCE Thou art so fat-witted with drinking of old
sack, and unbuttoning thee after supper, and
sleeping upon benches after noon, that thou hast
forgotten to demand that truly which thou wouldst
truly know. What a devil hast thou to do with
the time of the day? Unless hours were cups of
sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues
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ACT 1. SC. 2

of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses,


and the blessed sun himself a fair hot wench in
flame-colored taffeta, I see no reason why thou
shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time
of the day.
FALSTAFF Indeed, you come near me now, Hal, for we
that take purses go by the moon and the seven
stars, and not by Phoebus, he, that wandring
knight so fair. And I prithee, sweet wag, when thou
art king, as God save thy GraceMajesty, I should
say, for grace thou wilt have none
PRINCE What, none?
FALSTAFF No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to
be prologue to an egg and butter.
PRINCE Well, how then? Come, roundly, roundly.
FALSTAFF Marry then, sweet wag, when thou art king,
let not us that are squires of the nights body be
called thieves of the days beauty. Let us be Dianas
foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the
moon, and let men say we be men of good government,
being governed, as the sea is, by our noble
and chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance
we steal.
PRINCE Thou sayest well, and it holds well too, for the
fortune of us that are the moons men doth ebb and
flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is, by
the moon. As for proof now: a purse of gold most
resolutely snatched on Monday night and most
dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning, got with
swearing Lay by and spent with crying Bring
in; now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder,
and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the
gallows.
FALSTAFF By the Lord, thou sayst true, lad. And is not
my hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?

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ACT 1. SC. 2

As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle.


And is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of
durance?
FALSTAFF How now, how now, mad wag? What, in thy
quips and thy quiddities? What a plague have I to
do with a buff jerkin?
PRINCE Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess
of the tavern?
FALSTAFF Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning
many a time and oft.
PRINCE Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?
FALSTAFF No, Ill give thee thy due. Thou hast paid all
there.
PRINCE Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would
stretch, and where it would not, I have used my
credit.
FALSTAFF Yea, and so used it that were it not here
apparent that thou art heir apparentBut I prithee,
sweet wag, shall there be gallows standing in
England when thou art king? And resolution thus
fubbed as it is with the rusty curb of old father Antic
the law? Do not thou, when thou art king, hang a
thief.
PRINCE No, thou shalt.
FALSTAFF Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, Ill be a brave
judge.
PRINCE Thou judgest false already. I mean thou shalt
have the hanging of the thieves, and so become a
rare hangman.
FALSTAFF Well, Hal, well, and in some sort it jumps
with my humor as well as waiting in the court, I
can tell you.
PRINCE For obtaining of suits?
FALSTAFF Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman
hath no lean wardrobe. Sblood, I am as
melancholy as a gib cat or a lugged bear.
PRINCE

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ACT 1. SC. 2

Or an old lion, or a lovers lute.


FALSTAFF Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.
PRINCE What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy
of Moorditch?
FALSTAFF Thou hast the most unsavory similes, and
art indeed the most comparative, rascaliest, sweet
young prince. But, Hal, I prithee trouble me no
more with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew
where a commodity of good names were to be
bought. An old lord of the council rated me the
other day in the street about you, sir, but I marked
him not, and yet he talked very wisely, but I
regarded him not, and yet he talked wisely, and in
the street, too.
PRINCE Thou didst well, for wisdom cries out in the
streets and no man regards it.
FALSTAFF O, thou hast damnable iteration, and art
indeed able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done
much harm upon me, Hal, God forgive thee for it.
Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew nothing, and now
am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than
one of the wicked. I must give over this life, and I
will give it over. By the Lord, an I do not, I am a
villain. Ill be damned for never a kings son in
Christendom.
PRINCE Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?
FALSTAFF Zounds, where thou wilt, lad. Ill make one.
An I do not, call me villain and baffle me.
PRINCE I see a good amendment of life in thee, from
praying to purse-taking.
FALSTAFF Why, Hal, tis my vocation, Hal. Tis no sin
for a man to labor in his vocation.
PRINCE

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Poins!Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a


match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what

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hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the


most omnipotent villain that ever cried Stand! to
a true man.
PRINCE Good morrow, Ned.
POINS Good morrow, sweet Hal.What says Monsieur
Remorse? What says Sir John Sack-and-Sugar?
Jack, how agrees the devil and thee about
thy soul that thou soldest him on Good Friday last
for a cup of Madeira and a cold capons leg?
PRINCE Sir John stands to his word. The devil shall
have his bargain, for he was never yet a breaker of
proverbs. He will give the devil his due.
POINS , to Falstaff
Then art thou damned for keeping
thy word with the devil.
PRINCE Else he had been damned for cozening the
devil.
POINS But, my lads, my lads, tomorrow morning, by
four oclock early at Gads Hill, there are pilgrims
going to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders
riding to London with fat purses. I have vizards for
you all. You have horses for yourselves. Gadshill lies
tonight in Rochester. I have bespoke supper tomorrow
night in Eastcheap. We may do it as secure as
sleep. If you will go, I will stuff your purses full of
crowns. If you will not, tarry at home and be
hanged.
FALSTAFF Hear you, Yedward, if I tarry at home and
go not, Ill hang you for going.
POINS You will, chops?
FALSTAFF Hal, wilt thou make one?
PRINCE Who, I rob? I a thief? Not I, by my faith.
FALSTAFF Theres neither honesty, manhood, nor
good fellowship in thee, nor thou camst not of
the blood royal, if thou darest not stand for ten
shillings.
PRINCE Well then, once in my days Ill be a madcap.
FALSTAFF Why, thats well said.

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Well, come what will, Ill tarry at home.


FALSTAFF By the Lord, Ill be a traitor then when thou
art king.
PRINCE I care not.
POINS Sir John, I prithee leave the Prince and me
alone. I will lay him down such reasons for this
adventure that he shall go.
FALSTAFF Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion,
and him the ears of profiting, that what thou
speakest may move, and what he hears may be
believed, that the true prince may, for recreation
sake, prove a false thief, for the poor abuses of the
time want countenance. Farewell. You shall find me
in Eastcheap.
PRINCE Farewell, thou latter spring. Farewell, Allhallown
summer.
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POINS Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us
tomorrow. I have a jest to execute that I cannot
manage alone. Falstaff, Peto, Bardolph, and Gadshill
shall rob those men that we have already
waylaid. Yourself and I will not be there. And when
they have the booty, if you and I do not rob them,
cut this head off from my shoulders.
PRINCE How shall we part with them in setting forth?
POINS Why, we will set forth before or after them, and
appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at our
pleasure to fail; and then will they adventure upon
the exploit themselves, which they shall have no
sooner achieved but well set upon them.
PRINCE Yea, but tis like that they will know us by our
horses, by our habits, and by every other appointment
to be ourselves.
POINS Tut, our horses they shall not see; Ill tie them
in the wood. Our vizards we will change after we
leave them. And, sirrah, I have cases of buckram
for the nonce, to immask our noted outward
garments.
PRINCE

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Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us.


POINS Well, for two of them, I know them to be as
true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the
third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, Ill
forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be the
incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will
tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty at least
he fought with, what wards, what blows, what
extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this
lives the jest.
PRINCE Well, Ill go with thee. Provide us all things
necessary and meet me tomorrow night in Eastcheap.
There Ill sup. Farewell.
POINS Farewell, my lord.
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I know you all, and will awhile uphold


The unyoked humor of your idleness.
Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
To smother up his beauty from the world,
That, when he please again to be himself,
Being wanted, he may be more wondered at
By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
Of vapors that did seem to strangle him.
If all the year were playing holidays,
To sport would be as tedious as to work,
But when they seldom come, they wished-for come,
And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
So when this loose behavior I throw off
And pay the debt I never promisd,
By how much better than my word I am,
By so much shall I falsify mens hopes;
And, like bright metal on a sullen ground,
My reformation, glittring oer my fault,
Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
Than that which hath no foil to set it off.

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Ill so offend to make offense a skill,


Redeeming time when men think least I will.
He exits.
Scene 3
Enter the King, Northumberland, Worcester, Hotspur,
and Sir Walter Blunt, with others.
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to Northumberland, Worcester, and Hotspur


My blood hath been too cold and temperate,
Unapt to stir at these indignities,
And you have found me, for accordingly
You tread upon my patience. But be sure
I will from henceforth rather be myself,
Mighty and to be feared, than my condition,
Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,
And therefore lost that title of respect
Which the proud soul neer pays but to the proud.

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Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves


The scourge of greatness to be used on it,
And that same greatness too which our own hands
Have holp to make so portly.
NORTHUMBERLAND My lord

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Worcester, get thee gone, for I do see


Danger and disobedience in thine eye.
O sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,
And majesty might never yet endure
The moody frontier of a servant brow.
You have good leave to leave us. When we need
Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.
Worcester exits.
You were about to speak.
NORTHUMBERLAND
Yea, my good lord.

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Those prisoners in your Highness name demanded,


Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,
Were, as he says, not with such strength denied
As is delivered to your Majesty.
Either envy, therefore, or misprision
Is guilty of this fault, and not my son.

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My liege, I did deny no prisoners.


But I remember, when the fight was done,
When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,
Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,
Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly dressed,
Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reaped
Showed like a stubble land at harvest home.
He was perfumd like a milliner,
And twixt his finger and his thumb he held
A pouncet box, which ever and anon
He gave his nose and took t away again,
Who therewith angry, when it next came there,
Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talked.
And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,
He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse
Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
With many holiday and lady terms
He questioned me, amongst the rest demanded
My prisoners in your Majestys behalf.
I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,
To be so pestered with a popinjay,
Out of my grief and my impatience
Answered neglectingly I know not what
He should, or he should not; for he made me mad
To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet
And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman
Of guns, and drums, and woundsGod save the
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And telling me the sovereignest thing on Earth


Was parmacety for an inward bruise,
And that it was great pity, so it was,
This villainous saltpeter should be digged
Out of the bowels of the harmless Earth,
Which many a good tall fellow had destroyed
So cowardly, and but for these vile guns
He would himself have been a soldier.
This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,
I answered indirectly, as I said,
And I beseech you, let not his report
Come current for an accusation
Betwixt my love and your high Majesty.

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The circumstance considered, good my lord,


Whateer Lord Harry Percy then had said
To such a person and in such a place,
At such a time, with all the rest retold,
May reasonably die and never rise
To do him wrong or any way impeach
What then he said, so he unsay it now.

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Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,


But with proviso and exception
That we at our own charge shall ransom straight
His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer,
Who, on my soul, hath willfully betrayed
The lives of those that he did lead to fight
Against that great magician, damned Glendower,
Whose daughter, as we hear, that Earl of March
Hath lately married. Shall our coffers then
Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?
Shall we buy treason and indent with fears
When they have lost and forfeited themselves?
No, on the barren mountains let him starve,
For I shall never hold that man my friend

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Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost


To ransom home revolted Mortimer.
HOTSPUR Revolted Mortimer!
He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,
But by the chance of war. To prove that true
Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds,
Those mouthd wounds, which valiantly he took
When on the gentle Severns sedgy bank
In single opposition hand to hand
He did confound the best part of an hour
In changing hardiment with great Glendower.
Three times they breathed, and three times did they
drink,
Upon agreement, of swift Severns flood,
Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks,
Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds
And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank,
Blood-staind with these valiant combatants.
Never did bare and rotten policy
Color her working with such deadly wounds,
Nor never could the noble Mortimer
Receive so many, and all willingly.
Then let not him be slandered with revolt.

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Thou dost belie him, Percy; thou dost belie him.


He never did encounter with Glendower.
I tell thee, he durst as well have met the devil alone
As Owen Glendower for an enemy.
Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth
Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer.
Send me your prisoners with the speediest means,
Or you shall hear in such a kind from me
As will displease you.My lord Northumberland,
We license your departure with your son.
Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it.
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An if the devil come and roar for them,


I will not send them. I will after straight
And tell him so, for I will ease my heart,
Albeit I make a hazard of my head.

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What, drunk with choler? Stay and pause awhile.


Here comes your uncle.
Enter Worcester.

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Speak of Mortimer?
Zounds, I will speak of him, and let my soul
Want mercy if I do not join with him.
Yea, on his part Ill empty all these veins
And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust,
But I will lift the downtrod Mortimer
As high in the air as this unthankful king,
As this ingrate and cankered Bolingbroke.

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Brother, the King hath made your nephew mad.


WORCESTER

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Who struck this heat up after I was gone?


HOTSPUR

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He will forsooth have all my prisoners,


And when I urged the ransom once again
Of my wifes brother, then his cheek looked pale,
And on my face he turned an eye of death,
Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.

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I cannot blame him. Was not he proclaimed


By Richard, that dead is, the next of blood?
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He was; I heard the proclamation.


And then it was when the unhappy king
Whose wrongs in us God pardon!did set forth
Upon his Irish expedition;

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From whence he, intercepted, did return


To be deposed and shortly murderd.

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And for whose death we in the worlds wide mouth


Live scandalized and foully spoken of.
HOTSPUR

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But soft, I pray you. Did King Richard then


Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer
Heir to the crown?
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He did; myself did hear it.

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Nay then, I cannot blame his cousin king


That wished him on the barren mountains starve.
But shall it be that you that set the crown
Upon the head of this forgetful man
And for his sake wear the detested blot
Of murderous subornationshall it be
That you a world of curses undergo,
Being the agents or base second means,
The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
O, pardon me that I descend so low
To show the line and the predicament
Wherein you range under this subtle king.
Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,
Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
That men of your nobility and power
Did gage them both in an unjust behalf
(As both of you, God pardon it, have done)
To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
And shall it in more shame be further spoken
That you are fooled, discarded, and shook off
By him for whom these shames you underwent?
No, yet time serves wherein you may redeem
Your banished honors and restore yourselves
Into the good thoughts of the world again,

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Revenge the jeering and disdained contempt


Of this proud king, who studies day and night
To answer all the debt he owes to you
Even with the bloody payment of your deaths.
Therefore I say
WORCESTER
Peace, cousin, say no more.
And now I will unclasp a secret book,
And to your quick-conceiving discontents
Ill read you matter deep and dangerous,
As full of peril and adventurous spirit
As to oerwalk a current roaring loud
On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.

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If he fall in, good night, or sink or swim!


Send danger from the east unto the west,
So honor cross it from the north to south,
And let them grapple. O, the blood more stirs
To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
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Imagination of some great exploit
Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.

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By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap


To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon,
Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
Where fathom line could never touch the ground,
And pluck up drownd honor by the locks,
So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
Without corrival all her dignities.
But out upon this half-faced fellowship!

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He apprehends a world of figures here,


But not the form of what he should attend.
Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
HOTSPUR

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I cry you mercy.

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Those same noble Scots


That are your prisoners
HOTSPUR
Ill keep them all.
By God, he shall not have a Scot of them.
No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not.
Ill keep them, by this hand!
WORCESTER
You start away
And lend no ear unto my purposes:
Those prisoners you shall keep
HOTSPUR Nay, I will. Thats flat!
He said he would not ransom Mortimer,
Forbade my tongue to speak of Mortimer.
But I will find him when he lies asleep,
And in his ear Ill hollo Mortimer.
Nay, Ill have a starling shall be taught to speak
Nothing but Mortimer, and give it him
To keep his anger still in motion.
WORCESTER Hear you, cousin, a word.
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All studies here I solemnly defy,


Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke.
And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales
But that I think his father loves him not
And would be glad he met with some mischance
I would have him poisoned with a pot of ale.

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Farewell, kinsman. Ill talk to you


When you are better tempered to attend.
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Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool
Art thou to break into this womans mood,
Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!
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Why, look you, I am whipped and scourged with


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Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.


In Richards timewhat do you call the place?
A plague upon it! It is in Gloucestershire.
Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept,
His uncle York, where I first bowed my knee
Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke.
Sblood, when you and he came back from
Ravenspurgh.
NORTHUMBERLAND At Berkeley Castle.
HOTSPUR You say true.
Why, what a candy deal of courtesy
This fawning greyhound then did proffer me:
Look when his infant fortune came to age,
And gentle Harry Percy, and kind cousin.
O, the devil take such cozeners!God forgive me!
Good uncle, tell your tale. I have done.

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Nay, if you have not, to it again.


We will stay your leisure.
HOTSPUR
I have done, i faith.
WORCESTER

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Then once more to your Scottish prisoners:


Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
And make the Douglas son your only mean
For powers in Scotland, which, for divers reasons
Which I shall send you written, be assured
Will easily be granted.You, my lord,
Your son in Scotland being thus employed,
Shall secretly into the bosom creep
Of that same noble prelate well beloved,
The Archbishop.
HOTSPUR Of York, is it not?
WORCESTER True, who bears hard
His brothers death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
I speak not this in estimation,

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As what I think might be, but what I know


Is ruminated, plotted, and set down,
And only stays but to behold the face
Of that occasion that shall bring it on.

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I smell it. Upon my life it will do well.


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Before the game is afoot thou still letst slip.


HOTSPUR

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Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot.


And then the power of Scotland and of York
To join with Mortimer, ha?
WORCESTER
And so they shall.

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In faith, it is exceedingly well aimed.


WORCESTER

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And tis no little reason bids us speed


To save our heads by raising of a head,
For bear ourselves as even as we can,
The King will always think him in our debt,
And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
Till he hath found a time to pay us home.
And see already how he doth begin
To make us strangers to his looks of love.

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He does, he does. Well be revenged on him.


WORCESTER

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Cousin, farewell. No further go in this


Than I by letters shall direct your course.
When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,
Ill steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer,
Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,
As I will fashion it, shall happily meet
To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
Which now we hold at much uncertainty.

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Farewell, good brother. We shall thrive, I trust.


HOTSPUR

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Uncle, adieu. O, let the hours be short


Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport.
They exit.

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Scene 1
Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand.
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Heigh-ho! An it be not four by the day,


Ill be hanged. Charless Wain is over the new
chimney, and yet our horse not packed.What,
ostler!
OSTLER , within
Anon, anon.
FIRST CARRIER I prithee, Tom, beat Cuts saddle. Put a
few flocks in the point. Poor jade is wrung in the
withers out of all cess.
FIRST CARRIER

Enter another Carrier, with a lantern.


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Peas and beans are as dank here as a


dog, and that is the next way to give poor jades the
bots. This house is turned upside down since Robin
ostler died.
FIRST CARRIER Poor fellow never joyed since the price
of oats rose. It was the death of him.
SECOND CARRIER I think this be the most villainous
house in all London road for fleas. I am stung like a
tench.
FIRST CARRIER Like a tench? By the Mass, there is
neer a king christen could be better bit than I have
been since the first cock.
SECOND CARRIER Why, they will allow us neer a jordan,
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and then we leak in your chimney, and your


chamber-lye breeds fleas like a loach.
FIRST CARRIER What, ostler, come away and be
hanged. Come away.
SECOND CARRIER I have a gammon of bacon and two
races of ginger to be delivered as far as Charing
Cross.
FIRST CARRIER Gods body, the turkeys in my pannier
are quite starved.What, ostler! A plague on thee!
Hast thou never an eye in thy head? Canst not hear?
An twere not as good deed as drink to break the
pate on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be
hanged. Hast no faith in thee?

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Good morrow, carriers. Whats oclock?


FIRST CARRIER I think it be two oclock.
GADSHILL I prithee, lend me thy lantern to see my
gelding in the stable.
FIRST CARRIER Nay, by God, soft. I know a trick worth
two of that, i faith.
GADSHILL, to Second Carrier
I pray thee, lend me
thine.
SECOND CARRIER Ay, when, canst tell? Lend me thy
lantern, quoth he. Marry, Ill see thee hanged
first.
GADSHILL Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to
come to London?
SECOND CARRIER Time enough to go to bed with a
candle, I warrant thee. Come, neighbor Mugs,
well call up the gentlemen. They will along with
company, for they have great charge.
Carriers exit.
GADSHILL What ho, chamberlain!
GADSHILL

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At hand, quoth pickpurse.


GADSHILL Thats even as fair as at hand, quoth the
Chamberlain, for thou variest no more from
picking of purses than giving direction doth from
laboring: thou layest the plot how.
CHAMBERLAIN Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds
current that I told you yesternight: theres a franklin
in the Wild of Kent hath brought three hundred
marks with him in gold. I heard him tell it to one of
his company last night at suppera kind of auditor,
one that hath abundance of charge too, God knows
what. They are up already and call for eggs and
butter. They will away presently.
GADSHILL Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas
clerks, Ill give thee this neck.
CHAMBERLAIN No, Ill none of it. I pray thee, keep that
for the hangman, for I know thou worshipest Saint
Nicholas as truly as a man of falsehood may.
GADSHILL What talkest thou to me of the hangman? If
I hang, Ill make a fat pair of gallows, for if I hang,
old Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is
no starveling. Tut, there are other Troyans that
thou dreamst not of, the which for sport sake are
content to do the profession some grace, that
would, if matters should be looked into, for their
own credit sake make all whole. I am joined with no
foot-land-rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers,
none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms,
but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters
and great oneyers, such as can hold in, such
as will strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner
than drink, and drink sooner than pray, and yet,
zounds, I lie, for they pray continually to their saint
the commonwealth, or rather not pray to her but
prey on her, for they ride up and down on her and
make her their boots.
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What, the commonwealth their boots?


Will she hold out water in foul way?
GADSHILL She will, she will. Justice hath liquored her.
We steal as in a castle, cocksure. We have the
receipt of fern seed; we walk invisible.
CHAMBERLAIN Nay, by my faith, I think you are more
beholding to the night than to fern seed for your
walking invisible.
GADSHILL Give me thy hand. Thou shalt have a share in
our purchase, as I am a true man.
CHAMBERLAIN Nay, rather let me have it as you are a
false thief.
GADSHILL Go to. Homo is a common name to all men.
Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the stable.
Farewell, you muddy knave.
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Enter Prince, Poins, Bardolph, and Peto.
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Come, shelter, shelter! I have removed Falstaffs


horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.
PRINCE Stand close.
Poins, Bardolph, and Peto exit.
POINS

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Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!


PRINCE Peace, you fat-kidneyed rascal. What a brawling
dost thou keep!
FALSTAFF Wheres Poins, Hal?
PRINCE He is walked up to the top of the hill. Ill go
seek him.
Prince exits.
FALSTAFF I am accursed to rob in that thiefs company.
The rascal hath removed my horse and tied him I
know not where. If I travel but four foot by the
square further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I
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doubt not but to die a fair death for all this, if I


scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have forsworn
his company hourly any time this two-and-twenty
years, and yet I am bewitched with the
rogues company. If the rascal have not given me
medicines to make me love him, Ill be hanged. It
could not be else: I have drunk medicines.Poins!
Hal! A plague upon you both.Bardolph! Peto!
Ill starve ere Ill rob a foot further. An twere not as
good a deed as drink to turn true man and to leave
these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that ever
chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven ground
is threescore and ten miles afoot with me, and the
stony-hearted villains know it well enough. A plague
upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
(They whistle, within. ) Whew! A plague upon you
all!

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Give me my horse, you rogues. Give me my horse


and be hanged!
PRINCE Peace, you fat guts! Lie down, lay thine ear
close to the ground, and list if thou canst hear the
tread of travelers.
FALSTAFF Have you any levers to lift me up again being
down? Sblood, Ill not bear my own flesh so
far afoot again for all the coin in thy fathers Exchequer.
What a plague mean you to colt me
thus?
PRINCE Thou liest. Thou art not colted; thou art
uncolted.
FALSTAFF I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my
horse, good kings son.
PRINCE Out, you rogue! Shall I be your ostler?
FALSTAFF Hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent
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not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy


tunes, let a cup of sack be my poisonwhen a jest
is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.

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Stand.
FALSTAFF So I do, against my will.
POINS O, tis our setter. I know his voice.
What news?
BARDOLPH
Case you, case you. On with your vizards.
GADSHILL
Theres money of the Kings coming down the hill.
Tis going to the Kings Exchequer.
FALSTAFF You lie, you rogue. Tis going to the Kings
Tavern.
GADSHILL Theres enough to make us all.
FALSTAFF To be hanged.
PRINCE Sirs, you four shall front them in the narrow
lane. Ned Poins and I will walk lower. If they scape
from your encounter, then they light on us.
PETO How many be there of them?
GADSHILL Some eight or ten.
FALSTAFF Zounds, will they not rob us?
PRINCE What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?
FALSTAFF Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandfather,
but yet no coward, Hal.
PRINCE Well, we leave that to the proof.
POINS Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the hedge.
When thou needst him, there thou shalt find him.
Farewell and stand fast.
FALSTAFF Now cannot I strike him, if I should be
hanged.
PRINCE , aside to Poins
Ned, where are our disguises?
POINS , aside to Prince
Here, hard by. Stand close.
The Prince and Poins exit.
FALSTAFF Now, my masters, happy man be his dole,
say I. Every man to his business.
They step aside.
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Enter the Travelers.


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Come, neighbor, the boy shall lead


our horses down the hill. Well walk afoot awhile
and ease our legs.
THIEVES , advancing
Stand!
TRAVELERS Jesus bless us!
FALSTAFF Strike! Down with them! Cut the villains
throats! Ah, whoreson caterpillars, bacon-fed
knaves, they hate us youth. Down with them!
Fleece them!
TRAVELERS O, we are undone, both we and ours
forever!
FALSTAFF Hang, you gorbellied knaves! Are you undone?
No, you fat chuffs. I would your store were
here. On, bacons, on! What, you knaves, young men
must live. You are grandjurors, are you? Well jure
you, faith.
Here they rob them and bind them. They all exit.
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The thieves have bound the true men. Now


could thou and I rob the thieves and go merrily to
London, it would be argument for a week, laughter
for a month, and a good jest forever.
POINS Stand close, I hear them coming.
They step aside.
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Come, my masters, let us share, and then to


horse before day. An the Prince and Poins be not
two arrant cowards, theres no equity stirring.
Theres no more valor in that Poins than in a wild
duck.
As they are sharing, the Prince
and Poins set upon them.

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Your money!
Villains!
They all run away, and Falstaff, after a blow or two,
runs away too, leaving the booty behind them.

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Got with much ease. Now merrily to horse.


The thieves are all scattered, and possessed with
fear
So strongly that they dare not meet each other.
Each takes his fellow for an officer.
Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death,
And lards the lean earth as he walks along.
Were t not for laughing, I should pity him.
POINS How the fat rogue roared!

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Scene 3
Enter Hotspur alone, reading a letter.
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But, for mine own part, my lord, I could be


well contented to be there, in respect of the love I
bear your house. He could be contented; why is he
not, then? In respect of the love he bears our
househe shows in this he loves his own barn
better than he loves our house. Let me see some
more. The purpose you undertake is dangerous.
Why, thats certain. Tis dangerous to take a cold,
to sleep, to drink; but I tell you, my Lord Fool, out
of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.
The purpose you undertake is dangerous, the friends
you have named uncertain, the time itself unsorted,
and your whole plot too light for the counterpoise
of so great an opposition. Say you so, say you so?
I say unto you again, you are a shallow, cowardly
hind, and you lie. What a lack-brain is this! By

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the Lord, our plot is a good plot as ever was laid,


our friends true and constanta good plot,
good friends, and full of expectation; an excellent
plot, very good friends. What a frosty-spirited
rogue is this! Why, my Lord of York commends
the plot and the general course of the action.
Zounds, an I were now by this rascal, I could brain
him with his ladys fan. Is there not my father, my
uncle, and myself, Lord Edmund Mortimer, my
Lord of York, and Owen Glendower? Is there not
besides the Douglas? Have I not all their letters to
meet me in arms by the ninth of the next month,
and are they not some of them set forward already?
What a pagan rascal is thisan infidel! Ha, you
shall see now, in very sincerity of fear and cold
heart, will he to the King and lay open all our
proceedings. O, I could divide myself and go to
buffets for moving such a dish of skim milk with so
honorable an action! Hang him, let him tell the
King. We are prepared. I will set forward tonight.

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How now, Kate? I must leave you within these two


hours.
LADY PERCY

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O my good lord, why are you thus alone?


For what offense have I this fortnight been
A banished woman from my Harrys bed?
Tell me, sweet lord, what is t that takes from thee
Thy stomach, pleasure, and thy golden sleep?
Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth
And start so often when thou sitst alone?
Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks
And given my treasures and my rights of thee
To thick-eyed musing and curst melancholy?
In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watched,

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And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars,


Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed,
Cry Courage! To the field! And thou hast talked
Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tents,
Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets,
Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin,
Of prisoners ransom, and of soldiers slain,
And all the currents of a heady fight.
Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war,
And thus hath so bestirred thee in thy sleep,
That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow
Like bubbles in a late-disturbd stream,
And in thy face strange motions have appeared,
Such as we see when men restrain their breath
On some great sudden hest. O, what portents are
these?
Some heavy business hath my lord in hand,
And I must know it, else he loves me not.

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What, ho!
Enter a Servant.

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SERVANT

Is Gilliams with the packet gone?


He is, my lord, an hour ago.

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HOTSPUR
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Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?


SERVANT

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One horse, my lord, he brought even now.


HOTSPUR

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What horse? A roan, a crop-ear, is it not?


SERVANT

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It is, my lord.
That roan shall be my throne.
Well, I will back him straight. O, Esperance!
Bid Butler lead him forth into the park.
Servant exits.

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But hear you, my lord.


HOTSPUR What sayst thou, my lady?
LADY PERCY What is it carries you away?
HOTSPUR Why, my horse, my love, my horse.
LADY PERCY Out, you mad-headed ape!
A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen
As you are tossed with. In faith,
Ill know your business, Harry, that I will.
I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir
About his title, and hath sent for you
To line his enterprise; but if you go
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So far afoot, I shall be weary, love.


LADY PERCY

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Come, come, you paraquito, answer me


Directly unto this question that I ask.
In faith, Ill break thy little finger, Harry,
An if thou wilt not tell me all things true.
HOTSPUR Away!
Away, you trifler. Love, I love thee not.
I care not for thee, Kate. This is no world
To play with mammets and to tilt with lips.
We must have bloody noses and cracked crowns,
And pass them current too.Gods me, my horse!
What sayst thou, Kate? What wouldst thou have
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Do you not love me? Do you not indeed?


Well, do not then, for since you love me not,
I will not love myself. Do you not love me?
Nay, tell me if you speak in jest or no.
HOTSPUR Come, wilt thou see me ride?
And when I am a-horseback I will swear
I love thee infinitely. But hark you, Kate,
I must not have you henceforth question me
Whither I go, nor reason whereabout.

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Whither I must, I must; and to conclude


This evening must I leave you, gentle Kate.
I know you wise, but yet no farther wise
Than Harry Percys wife; constant you are,
But yet a woman; and for secrecy
No lady closer, for I well believe
Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know,
And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate.
LADY PERCY How? So far?

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Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate,


Whither I go, thither shall you go too.
Today will I set forth, tomorrow you.
Will this content you, Kate?
LADY PERCY
It must, of force.

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Enter Prince and Poins.
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Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room and


lend me thy hand to laugh a little.
POINS Where hast been, Hal?
PRINCE With three or four loggerheads amongst three
or fourscore hogsheads. I have sounded the very
bass string of humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother
to a leash of drawers, and can call them all by their
Christian names, as Tom, Dick, and Francis. They
take it already upon their salvation that though I be
but Prince of Wales, yet I 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 boyby
the Lord, so they call meand when I am king of
England, I shall command all the good lads in
Eastcheap. They call drinking deep dyeing scarlet,
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and when you breathe in your watering, they


cry Hem! and bid you Play it off! To conclude, I
am so good a proficient in one quarter of an hour
that I can drink with any tinker in his own language
during my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost much
honor that thou wert not with me in this action; but,
sweet Nedto sweeten which name of Ned, I give
thee this pennyworth of sugar, clapped even now
into my hand by an underskinker, one that never
spake other English in his life than Eight shillings
and sixpence, and You are welcome, with this
shrill addition, Anon, anon, sir.Score a pint of
bastard in the Half-moon, or so. But, Ned, to
drive away the time till Falstaff come, I prithee, do
thou stand in some by-room while I question my
puny drawer to what end he gave me the sugar, and
do thou never leave calling Francis, that his tale
to me may be nothing but Anon. Step aside, and
Ill show thee a precedent.
Poins exits.
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Francis!
PRINCE Thou art perfect.
POINS , within
Francis!

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Anon, anon, sir.Look down into the Pomgarnet,


Ralph.
PRINCE Come hither, Francis.
FRANCIS My lord?
PRINCE How long hast thou to serve, Francis?
FRANCIS Forsooth, five years, and as much as to
POINS , within
Francis!
FRANCIS 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 show it a fair pair of heels, and run
from it?
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O Lord, sir, Ill be sworn upon all the books


in England, I could find in my heart
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Francis!
FRANCIS Anon, sir.
PRINCE How old art thou, Francis?
FRANCIS Let me see. About Michaelmas next, I shall
be
POINS , within
Francis!
FRANCIS Anon, sir.Pray, stay a little, my lord.
PRINCE Nay, but hark you, Francis, for the sugar thou
gavest metwas a pennyworth, was t not?
FRANCIS O Lord, I would it had been two!
PRINCE I will give thee for it a thousand pound. Ask
me when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it.
POINS , within
Francis!
FRANCIS Anon, anon.
PRINCE Anon, Francis? No, Francis. But tomorrow,
Francis; or, Francis, o Thursday; or indeed, Francis,
when thou wilt. But, Francis
FRANCIS My lord?
PRINCE Wilt thou rob this leathern-jerkin, crystal-button,
not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, caddis-garter,
smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch
FRANCIS O Lord, sir, who do you mean?
PRINCE Why then, your brown bastard is your only
drink, for look you, Francis, your white canvas
doublet will sully. In Barbary, sir, it cannot come to
so much.
FRANCIS What, sir?
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Francis!
PRINCE Away, you rogue! Dost thou not hear them
call?
Here they both call him. The Drawer stands amazed,
not knowing which way to go.
FRANCIS

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What, standst thou still and hearst such a


calling? Look to the guests within. Francis exits.
My lord, old Sir John with half a dozen more are at
the door. Shall I let them in?
PRINCE Let them alone awhile, and then open the
door. Vintner exits. Poins!
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Anon, anon, sir.
Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are
at the door. Shall we be merry?
POINS As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark you,
what cunning match have you made with this jest
of the drawer. Come, whats the issue?
PRINCE I am now of all humors that have showed
themselves humors since the old days of Goodman
Adam to the pupil age of this present twelve
oclock at midnight.

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Whats oclock, Francis?


FRANCIS Anon, anon, sir.
Francis exits.
PRINCE That ever this fellow should have fewer words
than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His
industry is upstairs and downstairs, his eloquence
the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percys
mind, the Hotspur of the north, he 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! I want work. O my sweet Harry,
says she, how many hast thou killed today?
Give my roan horse a drench, says he, and answers
Some fourteen, an hour after. A trifle, a
trifle. I prithee, call in Falstaff. Ill play Percy,
and that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer
his wife. Rivo! says the drunkard. Call in
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Enter Falstaff, Gadshill, Peto, Bardolph;


and Francis, with wine.
Welcome, Jack. Where hast thou been?
A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance
too! Marry and amen!Give me a cup of
sack, boy.Ere I lead this life long, Ill sew netherstocks
and mend them, and foot them too. A plague
of all cowards!Give me a cup of sack, rogue!Is
there no virtue extant?
He drinketh.
PRINCE Didst thou never see Titan kiss a dish of
butterpitiful-hearted Titan!that melted at the
sweet tale of the suns? If thou didst, then behold
that compound.
FALSTAFF , to Francis
You rogue, heres lime in this
sack too.There is nothing but roguery to be
found in villainous man, yet a coward is worse than
a cup of sack with lime in it. A villainous coward! Go
thy ways, old Jack. Die when thou wilt. If manhood,
good manhood, be not forgot upon the face of the
Earth, then am I a shotten herring. There lives not
three good men unhanged in England, and one of
them is fat and grows old, God help the while. A bad
world, I say. I would I were a weaver. I could sing
psalms, or anything. A plague of all cowards, I say
still.
PRINCE How now, woolsack, what mutter you?
FALSTAFF A kings son! If I do not beat thee out of thy
kingdom with a dagger of lath, and drive all thy
subjects afore thee like a flock of wild geese, Ill
never wear hair on my face more. You, Prince of
Wales!
PRINCE Why, you whoreson round man, whats the
matter?
FALSTAFF Are not you a coward? Answer me to that
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Zounds, you fat paunch, an you call me coward,


by the Lord, Ill stab thee.
FALSTAFF I call thee coward? Ill see thee damned ere
I call thee coward, but I would give a thousand
pound I could run as fast as thou canst. You are
straight enough in the shoulders you care not who
sees your back. Call you that backing of your
friends? A plague upon such backing! Give me them
that will face me.Give me a cup of sack.I am a
rogue if I drunk today.
PRINCE O villain, thy lips are scarce wiped since thou
drunkst last.
FALSTAFF All is one for that. (He drinketh.) A plague of
all cowards, still say I.
PRINCE Whats the matter?
FALSTAFF Whats the matter? There be four of us here
have taen a thousand pound this day morning.
PRINCE Where is it, Jack, where is it?
FALSTAFF Where is it? Taken from us it is. A hundred
upon poor four of us.
PRINCE What, a hundred, man?
FALSTAFF I am a rogue if I were not at half-sword
with a dozen of them two hours together. I have
scaped by miracle. I am eight times thrust through
the doublet, four through the hose, my buckler
cut through and through, my sword hacked like
a handsaw. Ecce signum! I never dealt better since
I was a man. All would not do. A plague of
all cowards! Let them speak. Pointing to Gadshill,
Bardolph, and Peto. If they speak more or
less than truth, they are villains, and the sons of
darkness.
Speak, sirs, how was it?
PRINCE
We four set upon some dozen.
BARDOLPH
FALSTAFF Sixteen at least, my lord.
And bound them.
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No, no, they were not bound.


FALSTAFF You rogue, they were bound, every man of
them, or I am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew.
As we were sharing, some six or seven
BARDOLPH
fresh men set upon us.
FALSTAFF And unbound the rest, and then come in the
other.
PRINCE What, fought you with them all?
FALSTAFF All? I know not what you call all, but if I
fought not with fifty of them I am a bunch of
radish. If there were not two- or three-and-fifty
upon poor old Jack, then am I no two-legged
creature.
PRINCE Pray God you have not murdered some of
them.
FALSTAFF Nay, thats past praying for. I have peppered
two of them. Two I am sure I have paid, two rogues
in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell thee a
lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou knowest my
old ward. Here I lay, and thus I bore my point. Four
rogues in buckram let drive at me.
PRINCE What, four? Thou saidst but two even now.
FALSTAFF Four, Hal, I told thee four.
POINS Ay, ay, he said four.
FALSTAFF These four came all afront, and mainly
thrust at me. I made me no more ado, but took all
their seven points in my target, thus.
PRINCE Seven? Why there were but four even now.
FALSTAFF In buckram?
POINS Ay, four in buckram suits.
FALSTAFF Seven by these hilts, or I am a villain else.
PRINCE , to Poins
Prithee, let him alone. We shall have
more anon.
FALSTAFF Dost thou hear me, Hal?
PRINCE Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.
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Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These


nine in buckram that I told thee of
PRINCE So, two more already.
FALSTAFF Their points being broken
POINS Down fell their hose.
FALSTAFF Began to give me ground, but I followed me
close, came in foot and hand, and, with a thought,
seven of the eleven I paid.
PRINCE O monstrous! Eleven buckram men grown out
of two!
FALSTAFF 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
couldst not see thy hand.
PRINCE These lies are like their father that begets
them, gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Why,
thou claybrained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou
whoreson, obscene, greasy tallow-catch
FALSTAFF What, art thou mad? Art thou mad? Is not
the truth the truth?
PRINCE Why, how couldst thou know these men in
Kendal green when it was so dark thou couldst not
see thy hand? Come, tell us your reason. What sayest
thou to this?
POINS Come, your reason, Jack, your reason.
FALSTAFF What, upon compulsion? Zounds, an I were
at the strappado or all the racks in the world, I
would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a
reason on compulsion? If reasons were as plentiful
as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon
compulsion, I.
PRINCE Ill be no longer guilty of this sin. This sanguine
coward, this bed-presser, this horse-backbreaker,
this huge hill of flesh
FALSTAFF Sblood, you starveling, you elfskin, you
dried neats tongue, you bulls pizzle, you stockfish!
FALSTAFF

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O, for breath to utter what is like thee! You tailors


yard, you sheath, you bowcase, you vile standing
tuck
PRINCE Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again, and
when thou hast tired thyself in base comparisons,
hear me speak but this.
POINS Mark, Jack.
PRINCE We two saw you four set on four, and bound
them and were masters of their wealth. Mark now
how a plain tale shall put you down. Then did we
two set on you four and, with a word, outfaced you
from your prize, and have it, yea, and can show it
you here in the house. And, Falstaff, you carried
your guts away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity,
and roared for mercy, and still run and roared, as
ever I heard bull-calf. What a slave art thou to hack
thy sword as thou hast done, and then say it was in
fight! What trick, what device, what starting-hole
canst thou now find out to hide thee from this open
and apparent shame?
POINS Come, lets hear, Jack. What trick hast thou
now?
FALSTAFF By the Lord, I knew you as well as he that
made you. Why, hear you, my masters, was it for
me to kill the heir apparent? Should I turn upon the
true prince? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as
Hercules, but beware instinct. The lion will not
touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter.
I was now a coward on instinct. I shall think
the better of myself, and thee, during my life
I for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
But, by the Lord, lads, I am glad you have the
money.Hostess, clap to the doors.Watch tonight,
pray tomorrow. 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
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Content, and the argument shall be thy running


away.
FALSTAFF Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me.
PRINCE

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O Jesu, my lord the Prince


PRINCE How now, my lady the hostess, what sayst thou
to me?
HOSTESS Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman 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.
FALSTAFF What manner of man is he?
HOSTESS An old man.
FALSTAFF What doth Gravity out of his bed at midnight?
Shall I give him his answer?
PRINCE Prithee do, Jack.
FALSTAFF Faith, and Ill send him packing.
He exits.
PRINCE Now, sirs. To Gadshill. By r Lady, you fought
fair.So did you, Peto.So did you, Bardolph.
You are lions too. You ran away upon instinct. You
will not touch the true prince. No, fie!
BARDOLPH Faith, I ran when I saw others run.
PRINCE Faith, tell me now in earnest, how came Falstaffs
sword so hacked?
PETO Why, he hacked it with his dagger and said he
would swear truth out of England but he would
make you believe it was done in fight, and persuaded
us to do the like.
BARDOLPH Yea, and to tickle our noses with speargrass
to make them bleed, and then to beslubber our
garments with it, and swear it was the blood of true
men. I did that I did not this seven year before: I
blushed to hear his monstrous devices.
PRINCE O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen
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years ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever
since thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire
and sword on thy side, and yet thou ranst away.
What instinct hadst thou for it?
BARDOLPH My lord, do you see these meteors? Do you
behold these exhalations?
PRINCE I do.
BARDOLPH What think you they portend?
PRINCE Hot livers and cold purses.
BARDOLPH Choler, my lord, if rightly taken.
PRINCE No. If rightly taken, halter.

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Here comes lean Jack. Here comes bare-bone.


How now, my sweet creature of bombast? How long
is t ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?
FALSTAFF My own knee? When I was about thy years,
Hal, I was not an eagles talon in the waist. I could
have crept into any aldermans thumb-ring. A
plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a
bladder. Theres 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 Amamon the
bastinado, and made Lucifer cuckold, and swore
the devil his true liegeman upon the cross of a
Welsh hookwhat a plague call you him?
POINS
Owen Glendower.
FALSTAFF Owen, Owen, the same, and his son-in-law
Mortimer, and old Northumberland, and that
sprightly Scot of Scots, Douglas, that runs a-horseback
up a hill perpendicular
PRINCE He that rides at high speed, and with his pistol
kills a sparrow flying.
FALSTAFF You have hit it.
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Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him. He


will not run.
PRINCE Why, what a rascal art thou then to praise him
so for running?
FALSTAFF A-horseback, you cuckoo, but afoot he will
not budge a foot.
PRINCE Yes, Jack, upon instinct.
FALSTAFF I grant you, upon instinct. Well, he is there
too, and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps
more. Worcester is stolen away tonight. Thy fathers
beard is turned white with the news. You may buy
land now as cheap as stinking mackerel.
PRINCE Why then, it is like if there come a hot June,
and this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads
as they buy hobnails, by the hundreds.
FALSTAFF By the Mass, thou sayest true. It is like we
shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal,
art not thou horrible afeard? Thou being heir
apparent, could the world pick thee out three such
enemies again as that fiend 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 faith. I lack some of thy instinct.
FALSTAFF Well, thou wilt be horribly chid tomorrow
when thou comest to thy father. If thou love me,
practice an answer.
PRINCE Do thou stand for my father and examine me
upon the particulars of my life.
FALSTAFF Shall I? Content. He sits down. This chair
shall be my state, this dagger my scepter, and this
cushion my crown.
PRINCE Thy state is taken for a joined stool, thy golden
scepter for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich
crown for a pitiful bald crown.
FALSTAFF Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of
thee, now shalt thou be moved.Give me a cup of
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sack to make my eyes look red, that it may be


thought I have wept, for I must speak in passion,
and I will do it in King Cambyses vein.
PRINCE , bowing
Well, here is my leg.
FALSTAFF And here is my speech. As King. Stand
aside, nobility.
HOSTESS O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i faith!
FALSTAFF , as King
Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.
HOSTESS O the Father, how he holds his countenance!
FALSTAFF , as King
For Gods sake, lords, convey my tristful queen,
For tears do stop the floodgates of her eyes.
HOSTESS O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry
players as ever I see.
FALSTAFF Peace, good pint-pot. Peace, good tickle-brain.
As King. Harry, I do not only marvel
where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou
art accompanied. For though the camomile, the
more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, so youth,
the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears. That
thou art my son I have partly thy mothers word,
partly my own opinion, but chiefly a villainous
trick of thine eye and a foolish hanging of thy
nether lip that doth warrant me. If then thou be
son to me, here lies the point: why, being son to
me, art thou so pointed at? Shall the blessed sun of
heaven prove a micher and eat blackberries? A
question not to be asked. Shall the son of England
prove a thief and take purses? A question to be
asked. There is a thing, Harry, which thou hast
often heard of, and it is known to many in our land
by the name of pitch. This pitch, as ancient writers
do report, doth defile; so doth the company thou
keepest. For, Harry, now I do not speak to thee in
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not in words only, but in woes also. And yet there is


a virtuous man whom I have often noted in thy
company, but I know not his name.
PRINCE What manner of man, an it like your Majesty?
FALSTAFF , as King
A goodly portly man, i faith, and a
corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a
most noble carriage, and, as I think, his age some
fifty, or, by r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now
I remember me, his name is Falstaff. If that man
should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me, for, Harry,
I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be
known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then
peremptorily I speak it: there is virtue in that
Falstaff; him keep with, the rest banish. And tell me
now, thou naughty varlet, tell me where hast thou
been this month?
PRINCE Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou stand for
me, and Ill play my father.
FALSTAFF , rising
Depose me? If thou dost it half so
gravely, so majestically, both in word and matter,
hang me up by the heels for a rabbit-sucker or a
poulters hare.
PRINCE , sitting down
Well, here I am set.
FALSTAFF And here I stand.Judge, my masters.
PRINCE , as King
Now, Harry, whence come you?
FALSTAFF , as Prince
My noble lord, from Eastcheap.
PRINCE , as King
The complaints I hear of thee are
grievous.
FALSTAFF , as Prince
Sblood, my lord, they are false.
Nay, Ill tickle you for a young prince, i faith.
PRINCE , as King
Swearest thou? Ungracious boy,
henceforth neer 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 companion. Why dost thou converse with that
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that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard


of sack, that stuffed cloakbag of guts, that roasted
Manningtree ox with the pudding in his belly, that
reverend Vice, that gray iniquity, that father ruffian,
that vanity in years? Wherein is he good, but to taste
sack and drink it? Wherein neat and cleanly but to
carve a capon and eat it? Wherein cunning but in
craft? Wherein crafty but in villainy? Wherein villainous
but in all things? Wherein worthy but in
nothing?
FALSTAFF , as Prince
I would your Grace would take
me with you. Whom means your Grace?
PRINCE , as King
That villainous abominable misleader
of youth, Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.
FALSTAFF , as Prince
My lord, the man I know.
PRINCE , as King
I know thou dost.
FALSTAFF , as Prince
But to say I know more harm in
him than in myself were to say more than I know.
That he is old, the more the pity; his white hairs do
witness it. But that he is, saving your reverence, a
whoremaster, that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar
be a fault, God help the wicked. If to be old and
merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is
damned. If to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaohs
lean kine are to be loved. No, my good lord,
banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins, but for
sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack
Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more
valiant being as he is old Jack Falstaff, banish not
him thy Harrys company, banish not him thy
Harrys company. Banish plump Jack, and banish
all the world.
PRINCE I do, I will.
A loud knocking, and Bardolph, Hostess, and
Francis exit.

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Enter Bardolph running.


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O my lord, my lord, the Sheriff with a most


monstrous watch is at the door.
FALSTAFF Out, you rogue.Play out the play. I have
much to say in the behalf of that Falstaff.
BARDOLPH

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O Jesu, my lord, my lord


PRINCE Heigh, heigh, the devil rides upon a fiddlestick.
Whats the matter?
HOSTESS The Sheriff and all the watch are at the door.
They are come to search the house. Shall I let them
in?
FALSTAFF Dost thou hear, Hal? Never call a true piece
of gold a counterfeit. Thou art essentially made
without seeming so.
PRINCE And thou a natural coward without instinct.
FALSTAFF I deny your major. If you will deny the
Sheriff, so; if not, let him enter. If I become not a
cart as well as another man, a plague on my
bringing up. I hope I shall as soon be strangled with
a halter as another.
PRINCE , standing
Go hide thee behind the arras. The
rest walk up above.Now, my masters, for a true
face and good conscience.
FALSTAFF Both which I have had, but their date is out;
and therefore Ill hide me.
He hides.
PRINCE Call in the Sheriff.
All but the Prince and Peto exit.
HOSTESS

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PRINCE
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Now, Master Sheriff, what is your will with me?


SHERIFF

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First pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry


Hath followed certain men unto this house.

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What men?

SHERIFF
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One of them is well known, my gracious lord.


A gross fat man.
CARRIER
As fat as butter.

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The man I do assure you is not here,


For I myself at this time have employed him.
And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee
That I will by tomorrow dinner time
Send him to answer thee or any man
For anything he shall be charged withal.
And so let me entreat you leave the house.

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I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen


Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks.

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PRINCE
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It may be so. If he have robbed these men,


He shall be answerable; and so farewell.
SHERIFF Good night, my noble lord.
PRINCE

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I think it is good morrow, is it not?


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Indeed, my lord, I think it be two oclock.


He exits with the Carrier.
PRINCE This oily rascal is known as well as Pauls. Go
call him forth.
PETO Falstaff!Fast asleep behind the arras, and
snorting like a horse.
PRINCE Hark, how hard he fetches breath. Search his
pockets. (He searcheth his pocket, and findeth certain
papers.) What hast thou found?
PETO Nothing but papers, my lord.
PRINCE Lets see what they be. Read them.
PETO reads
Item, a capon,2s. 2d.

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Item, sauce,4d.
Item, sack, two gallons,5s. 8d.
Item, anchovies and sack after supper,2s. 6d.
Item, bread,ob.
O monstrous! But one halfpennyworth of
PRINCE
bread to this intolerable deal of sack? What there is
else, keep close. Well read it at more advantage.
There let him sleep till day. Ill to the court in the
morning. We must all to the wars, and thy place
shall be honorable. Ill procure this fat rogue a
charge of foot, and I know his death will be a march
of twelve score. The money shall be paid back again
with advantage. Be with me betimes in the morning,
and so good morrow, Peto.
PETO Good morrow, good my lord.
They exit.

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Scene 1
Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Lord Mortimer, and Owen
Glendower.
MORTIMER
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These promises are fair, the parties sure,


And our induction full of prosperous hope.
HOTSPUR

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Lord Mortimer and cousin Glendower,


Will you sit down? And uncle Worcester
A plague upon it, I have forgot the map.

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No, here it is. Sit, cousin Percy,


Sit, good cousin Hotspur, for by that name
As oft as Lancaster doth speak of you
His cheek looks pale, and with a rising sigh
He wisheth you in heaven.
HOTSPUR
And you in hell,
As oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.

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I cannot blame him. At my nativity


The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
Of burning cressets, and at my birth
The frame and huge foundation of the Earth
Shaked like a coward.
HOTSPUR
Why, so it would have done
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At the same season if your mothers cat


Had but kittened, though yourself had never been
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I say the Earth did shake when I was born.


HOTSPUR

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And I say the Earth was not of my mind,


If you suppose as fearing you it shook.
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The heavens were all on fire; the Earth did tremble.

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O, then the Earth shook to see the heavens on fire,


And not in fear of your nativity.
Diseasd nature oftentimes breaks forth
In strange eruptions; oft the teeming Earth
Is with a kind of colic pinched and vexed
By the imprisoning of unruly wind
Within her womb, which, for enlargement striving,
Shakes the old beldam Earth and topples down
Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth
Our grandam Earth, having this distemprature,
In passion shook.
GLENDOWER
Cousin, of many men
I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave
To tell you once again that at my birth
The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds
Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields.
These signs have marked me extraordinary,
And all the courses of my life do show
I am not in the roll of common men.
Where is he living, clipped in with the sea
That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales,
Which calls me pupil or hath read to me?
And bring him out that is but womans son
Can trace me in the tedious ways of art
And hold me pace in deep experiments.

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I think theres no man speaks better Welsh.


Ill to dinner.
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Peace, cousin Percy. You will make him mad.


GLENDOWER

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I can call spirits from the vasty deep.

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HOTSPUR
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Why, so can I, or so can any man,


But will they come when you do call for them?
GLENDOWER

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Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command the


devil.
HOTSPUR

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And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil


By telling truth. Tell truth and shame the devil.
If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither,
And Ill be sworn I have power to shame him
hence.
O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!

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MORTIMER
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Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.


GLENDOWER

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Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head


Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye
And sandy-bottomed Severn have I sent him
Bootless home and weather-beaten back.

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HOTSPUR
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Home without boots, and in foul weather too!


How scapes he agues, in the devils name?
GLENDOWER

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Come, here is the map. Shall we divide our right


According to our threefold order taen?
MORTIMER

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The Archdeacon hath divided it


Into three limits very equally:

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England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,


By south and east is to my part assigned;
All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore,
And all the fertile land within that bound
To Owen Glendower; and, dear coz, to you
The remnant northward lying off from Trent.
And our indentures tripartite are drawn,
Which being seald interchangeably
A business that this night may execute
Tomorrow, cousin Percy, you and I
And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth
To meet your father and the Scottish power,
As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.
My father Glendower is not ready yet,
Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days.
To Glendower. Within that space you may have
drawn together
Your tenants, friends, and neighboring gentlemen.

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A shorter time shall send me to you, lords,


And in my conduct shall your ladies come,
From whom you now must steal and take no leave,
For there will be a world of water shed
Upon the parting of your wives and you.
HOTSPUR , looking at the map
Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here,
In quantity equals not one of yours.
See how this river comes me cranking in
And cuts me from the best of all my land
A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out.
Ill have the current in this place dammed up,
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.

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Not wind? It shall, it must. You see it doth.


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Yea, but mark how he bears his course, and runs
me up
With like advantage on the other side,
Gelding the opposd continent as much
As on the other side it takes from you.

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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.
HOTSPUR

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Ill have it so. A little charge will do it.


GLENDOWER Ill not have it altered.
HOTSPUR Will not you?
GLENDOWER No, nor you shall not.
HOTSPUR Who shall say me nay?
GLENDOWER Why, that will I.

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Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh.

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I can speak English, lord, as well as you,


For I was trained up in the English court,
Where being but young I framd to the harp
Many an English ditty lovely well
And gave the tongue a helpful ornament
A virtue that was never seen in you.

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Marry, and I am glad of it with all my heart.


I had rather be a kitten and cry mew
Than one of these same meter balladmongers.
I had rather hear a brazen canstick turned,
Or a dry wheel grate on the axletree,
And that would set my teeth nothing an edge,
Nothing so much as mincing poetry.
Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.

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Come, you shall have Trent turned.

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I do not care. Ill give thrice so much land


To any well-deserving friend;
But in the way of bargain, mark you me,
Ill cavil on the ninth part of a hair.
Are the indentures drawn? Shall we be gone?

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GLENDOWER
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The moon shines fair. You may away by night.


Ill haste the writer, and withal
Break with your wives of your departure hence.
I am afraid my daughter will run mad,
So much she doteth on her Mortimer.
He exits.

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MORTIMER
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Fie, cousin Percy, how you cross my father!


HOTSPUR

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I cannot choose. Sometime he angers me


With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant,
Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,
And of a dragon and a finless fish,
A clip-winged 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 marked him not a word. O, he is as tedious
As a tired horse, a railing wife,
Worse than a smoky house. I had rather live
With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far,
Than feed on cates and have him talk to me
In any summer house in Christendom.

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In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,

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Exceedingly well read and profited


In strange concealments, valiant as a lion,
And wondrous affable, and as bountiful
As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?
He holds your temper in a high respect
And curbs himself even of his natural scope
When you come cross his humor. Faith, he does.
I warrant you that man is not alive
Might so have tempted him as you have done
Without the taste of danger and reproof.
But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.
WORCESTER, to Hotspur
In faith, my lord, you are too willful-blame,
And, since your coming hither, have done enough
To put him quite besides his patience.
You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault.
Though sometimes it show greatness, courage,
blood
And thats the dearest grace it renders you
Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
Defect of manners, want of government,
Pride, haughtiness, opinion, and disdain,
The least of which, haunting a nobleman,
Loseth mens hearts and leaves behind a stain
Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
Beguiling them of commendation.

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Well, I am schooled. Good manners be your speed!


Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.
Enter Glendower with the Ladies.
MORTIMER

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This is the deadly spite that angers me:


My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.
GLENDOWER

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My daughter weeps; shell not part with you.


Shell be a soldier too, shell to the wars.

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Good father, tell her 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.
GLENDOWER

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She is desperate here, a peevish self-willed harlotry,


One that no persuasion can do good upon.
The Lady speaks in Welsh.

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I understand thy looks. That pretty Welsh


Which thou pourest down from these swelling
heavens
I am too perfect in, and but for shame
In such a parley should I answer thee.
The Lady speaks again in Welsh. They kiss.
I understand thy kisses, and thou mine,
And thats a feeling disputation;
But I will never be a truant, love,
Till I have learned thy language; for thy tongue
Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penned,
Sung by a fair queen in a summers bower,
With ravishing division, to her lute.

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Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad.


The Lady speaks again in Welsh.
MORTIMER

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O, I am ignorance itself in this!


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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 you,
And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep,
Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,
Making such difference twixt wake and sleep
As is the difference betwixt day and night

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The hour before the heavenly harnessed team


Begins his golden progress in the east.
MORTIMER

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With all my heart Ill sit and hear her sing.


By that time will our book, I think, be drawn.

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Do so, and those musicians that shall play to you


Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,
And straight they shall be here. Sit and attend.
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Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down.


Come, quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy
lap.
LADY PERCY Go, you giddy goose.
The music plays.

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Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh,


And tis no marvel he is so humorous.
By r Lady, he is a good musician.
LADY PERCY Then should you be nothing but musical,
for you are altogether governed by humors. Lie
still, you thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
HOTSPUR I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in
Irish.
LADY PERCY Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
HOTSPUR No.
LADY PERCY Then be still.
HOTSPUR Neither; tis a womans fault.
LADY PERCY Now God help thee!
HOTSPUR To the Welsh ladys bed.
LADY PERCY Whats that?
HOTSPUR Peace, she sings.
Here the Lady sings a Welsh song.
HOTSPUR Come, Kate, Ill have your song too.
LADY PERCY Not mine, in good sooth.
HOTSPUR Not yours, in good sooth! Heart, you swear

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like a comfit-makers wife! Not you, in good


sooth, and as true as I live, and as God shall
mend me, and as sure as day
And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths
As if thou never walkst further than Finsbury.
Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,
A good mouth-filling oath, and leave in sooth,
And such protest of pepper-gingerbread
To velvet-guards and Sunday citizens.
Come, sing.
LADY PERCY I will not sing.
HOTSPUR Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be redbreast
teacher. An the indentures be drawn, Ill
away within these two hours, and so come in when
you will.
He exits.

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Come, come, Lord Mortimer, you are as slow


As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go.
By this our book is drawn. Well but seal,
And then to horse immediately.
MORTIMER With all my heart.

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Enter the King, Prince of Wales, and others.
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Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I


Must have some private conference, but be near at
hand,
For we shall presently have need of you.
Lords exit.
I know not whether God will have it so
For some displeasing service I have done,
That, in His secret doom, out of my blood

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Hell breed revengement and a scourge for me.


But thou dost in thy passages of life
Make me believe that thou art only marked
For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven
To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else,
Could such inordinate and low desires,
Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean
attempts,
Such barren pleasures, rude society
As thou art matched withal, and grafted to,
Accompany the greatness of thy blood,
And hold their level with thy princely heart?

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So please your Majesty, I would I could


Quit all offenses with as clear excuse
As well as I am doubtless I can purge
Myself of many I am charged withal.
Yet such extenuation let me beg
As, in reproof of many tales devised,
Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,
By smiling pickthanks and base newsmongers,
I may for some things true, wherein my youth
Hath faulty wandered and irregular,
Find pardon on my true submission.

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God pardon thee. Yet let me wonder, Harry,


At thy affections, which do hold a wing
Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors.
Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost,
Which by thy younger brother is supplied,
And art almost an alien to the hearts
Of all the court and princes of my blood.
The hope and expectation of thy time
Is ruined, and the soul of every man
Prophetically do forethink thy fall.
Had I so lavish of my presence been,

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So common-hackneyed in the eyes of men,


So stale and cheap to vulgar company,
Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
Had still kept loyal to possession
And left me in reputeless banishment,
A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir
But like a comet I was wondered at,
That men would tell their children This is he.
Others would say Where? Which is Bolingbroke?
And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,
And dressed myself in such humility
That I did pluck allegiance from mens hearts,
Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths,
Even in the presence of the crownd king.
Thus did I keep my person fresh and new,
My presence, like a robe pontifical,
Neer seen but wondered at, and so my state,
Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast
And won by rareness such solemnity.
The skipping king, he ambled up and down
With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits,
Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state,
Mingled his royalty with capring fools,
Had his great name profand with their scorns,
And gave his countenance, against his name,
To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push
Of every beardless vain comparative;
Grew a companion to the common streets,
Enfeoffed himself to popularity,
That, being daily swallowed by mens eyes,
They surfeited with honey and began
To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little
More than a little is by much too much.
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He was but as the cuckoo is in June,


Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes
As, sick and blunted with community,
Afford no extraordinary gaze
Such as is bent on sunlike majesty
When it shines seldom in admiring eyes,
But rather drowsed and hung their eyelids down,
Slept in his face, and rendered such aspect
As cloudy men use to their adversaries,
Being with his presence glutted, gorged, and full.
And in that very line, Harry, standest thou,
For thou hast lost thy princely privilege
With vile participation. Not an eye
But is aweary of thy common sight,
Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more,
Which now doth that I would not have it do,
Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.

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I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord,


Be more myself.
KING For all the world
As thou art to this hour was Richard then
When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh,
And even as I was then is Percy now.
Now, by my scepter, and my soul to boot,
He hath more worthy interest to the state
Than thou, the shadow of succession.
For of no right, nor color like to right,
He doth fill fields with harness in the realm,
Turns head against the lions armd jaws,
And, being no more in debt to years than thou,
Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on
To bloody battles and to bruising arms.
What never-dying honor hath he got
Against renownd Douglas, whose high deeds,
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Holds from all soldiers chief majority


And military title capital
Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ.
Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swaddling
clothes,
This infant warrior, in his enterprises
Discomfited great Douglas, taen him once,
Enlargd him, and made a friend of him,
To fill the mouth of deep defiance up
And shake the peace and safety of our throne.
And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland,
The Archbishops Grace of York, Douglas,
Mortimer,
Capitulate against us and are up.
But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?
Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,
Which art my nearest and dearest enemy?
Thou that art like enough, through vassal fear,
Base inclination, and the start of spleen,
To fight against me under Percys pay,
To dog his heels, and curtsy at his frowns,
To show how much thou art degenerate.

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Do not think so. You shall not find it so.


And God forgive them that so much have swayed
Your Majestys good thoughts away from me.
I will redeem all this on Percys head,
And, in the closing of some glorious day,
Be bold to tell you that I am your son,
When I will wear a garment all of blood
And stain my favors in a bloody mask,
Which, washed away, shall scour my shame with it.
And that shall be the day, wheneer it lights,
That this same child of honor and renown,
This gallant Hotspur, this all-praisd knight,
And your unthought-of Harry chance to meet.

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For every honor sitting on his helm,


Would they were multitudes, and on my head
My shames redoubled! For the time will come
That I shall make this northern youth exchange
His glorious deeds for my indignities.
Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf.
And I will call him to so strict account
That he shall render every glory up,
Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,
Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart.
This in the name of God I promise here,
The which if He be pleased I shall perform,
I do beseech your Majesty may salve
The long-grown wounds of my intemperance.
If not, the end of life cancels all bands,
And I will die a hundred thousand deaths
Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow.

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A hundred thousand rebels die in this.


Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust herein.

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How now, good Blunt? Thy looks are full of speed.


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So hath the business that I come to speak of.


Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word
That Douglas and the English rebels met
The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury.
A mighty and a fearful head they are,
If promises be kept on every hand,
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The Earl of Westmoreland set forth today,


With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster,
For this advertisement is five days old.

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On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward.


On Thursday we ourselves will march. Our meeting
Is Bridgenorth. And, Harry, you shall march
Through Gloucestershire; by which account,
Our business valud, some twelve days hence
Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet.
Our hands are full of business. Lets away.
Advantage feeds him fat while men delay.
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Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.
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Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since


this last action? Do I not bate? Do I not dwindle?
Why, my skin hangs about me like an old ladys
loose gown. I am withered like an old applejohn.
Well, Ill repent, and that suddenly, while I am in
some liking. I shall be out of heart shortly, and then
I shall have no strength to repent. An I have not
forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I
am a peppercorn, a brewers horse. The inside of a
church! Company, villainous company, hath been
the spoil of me.
BARDOLPH Sir John, you are so fretful you cannot live
long.
FALSTAFF Why, there is it. Come, sing me a bawdy
song, make me merry. I was as virtuously given as a
gentleman need to be, virtuous enough: swore
little; diced not above seven timesa week; went to
a bawdy house not above once in a quarterof an
hour; paid money that I borrowedthree or four
times; lived well and in good compass; and now I
live out of all order, out of all compass.
BARDOLPH Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that you must
FALSTAFF

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needs be out of all compass, out of all reasonable


compass, Sir John.
FALSTAFF Do thou amend thy face, and Ill amend my
life. Thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern
in the poop, but tis in the nose of thee. Thou art the
Knight of the Burning Lamp.
BARDOLPH Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm.
FALSTAFF No, Ill be sworn, I make as good use of it as
many a man doth of a deaths-head or a memento
mori. I never see thy face but I think upon hellfire
and Dives that lived in purple, for there he is in his
robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way given
to virtue, I would swear by thy face. My oath should
be By this fire, thats Gods angel. But thou art
altogether given over, and wert indeed, but for the
light in thy face, the son of utter darkness. When
thou ranst up Gads Hill in the night to catch my
horse, if I did not think thou hadst been an ignis
fatuus, or a ball of wildfire, theres no purchase in
money. O, 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 chandlers in Europe. I
have maintained that salamander of yours with fire
any time this two-and-thirty years, God reward me
for it.
BARDOLPH Sblood, I would my face were in your
belly!
FALSTAFF Godamercy, so should I be sure to be
heartburned!

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How now, Dame Partlet the hen, have you enquired


yet who picked my pocket?

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Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir John,


do you think I keep thieves in my house? I have
searched, I have enquired, so has my husband,
man by man, boy by boy, servant by servant.
The tithe of a hair was never lost in my house
before.
FALSTAFF You lie, hostess. Bardolph was shaved and
lost many a hair, and Ill be sworn my pocket was
picked. Go to, you are a woman, go.
HOSTESS Who, I? No, I defy thee! Gods light, I was
never called so in mine own house before.
FALSTAFF Go to, I know you well enough.
HOSTESS No, Sir John, you do not know me, Sir John. I
know you, Sir John. You owe me money, Sir John,
and now you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it. I
bought you a dozen of shirts to your back.
FALSTAFF Dowlas, filthy dowlas. I have given them
away to bakers wives; they have made bolters of
them.
HOSTESS Now, as I 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.
FALSTAFF , pointing to Bardolph
He had his part of it.
Let him pay.
HOSTESS He? Alas, he is poor. He hath nothing.
FALSTAFF How, poor? Look upon his face. What call
you rich? Let them coin his nose. Let them coin his
cheeks. Ill not pay a denier. What, will you make a
younker of me? Shall I not take mine ease in mine
inn but I shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a
seal ring of my grandfathers worth forty mark.
HOSTESS , to Bardolph
O Jesu, I have heard the Prince
tell him, I know not how oft, that that ring was
copper.
FALSTAFF How? The Prince is a jack, a sneak-up.
HOSTESS

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Sblood, an he were here, I would cudgel him like a


dog if he would say so.
Enter the Prince marching, with Peto, and Falstaff
meets him playing upon his truncheon like a fife.

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How now, lad, is the wind in that door, i faith? Must


we all march?
BARDOLPH Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.
HOSTESS , to Prince
My lord, I pray you, hear me.
PRINCE What sayst thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth
thy husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.
HOSTESS Good my lord, hear me.
FALSTAFF Prithee, let her alone, and list to me.
PRINCE What sayst thou, Jack?
FALSTAFF The other night I fell asleep here, behind the
arras, and had my pocket picked. This house is
turned bawdy house; they pick pockets.
PRINCE What didst thou lose, Jack?
FALSTAFF Wilt thou believe me, Hal, three or four
bonds of forty pound apiece, and a seal ring of my
grandfathers.
PRINCE A trifle, some eightpenny matter.
HOSTESS So I told him, my lord, and I said I heard
your Grace say so. And, my lord, he speaks most
vilely of you, like a foul-mouthed man, as he is, and
said he would cudgel you.
PRINCE What, he did not!
HOSTESS Theres neither faith, truth, nor womanhood
in me else.
FALSTAFF Theres no more faith in thee than in a
stewed prune, nor no more truth in thee than in a
drawn fox, and for womanhood, Maid Marian may
be the deputys wife of the ward to thee. Go, you
thing, go.
HOSTESS Say, what thing, what thing?
FALSTAFF What thing? Why, a thing to thank God on.

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I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou


shouldst know it! I am an honest mans wife, and,
setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to
call me so.
FALSTAFF Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a
beast to say otherwise.
HOSTESS Say, what beast, thou knave, thou?
FALSTAFF What beast? Why, an otter.
PRINCE An otter, Sir John. Why an otter?
FALSTAFF Why, shes neither fish nor flesh; a man
knows not where to have her.
HOSTESS Thou art an unjust man in saying so. Thou or
any man knows where to have me, thou knave,
thou.
PRINCE Thou sayst true, hostess, and he slanders thee
most grossly.
HOSTESS So he doth you, my lord, and said this other
day you owed him a thousand pound.
PRINCE Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound?
FALSTAFF A thousand pound, Hal? A million. Thy love is
worth a million; thou owest me thy love.
HOSTESS Nay, my lord, he called you jack, and said
he would cudgel you.
FALSTAFF Did I, Bardolph?
BARDOLPH Indeed, Sir John, you said so.
FALSTAFF Yea, if he said my ring was copper.
PRINCE I say tis copper. Darest thou be as good as thy
word now?
FALSTAFF Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but
man, I dare, but as thou art prince, I fear thee as I
fear the roaring of the lions whelp.
PRINCE And why not as the lion?
FALSTAFF The King himself is to be feared as the lion.
Dost thou think Ill fear thee as I fear thy father?
Nay, an I do, I pray God my girdle break.
PRINCE O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about
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thy knees! But, sirrah, theres no room for faith,


truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine. It is all
filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest
woman with picking thy pocket? Why, thou whoreson,
impudent, embossed rascal, if there were
anything in thy pocket but tavern reckonings,
memorandums of bawdy houses, and one poor
pennyworth of sugar candy to make thee long-winded,
if thy pocket were enriched with any other
injuries but these, I am a villain. And yet you will
stand to it! You will not pocket up wrong! Art thou
not ashamed?
FALSTAFF Dost thou hear, Hal? Thou knowest in the
state of innocency Adam fell, and what should poor
Jack Falstaff do in the days of villainy? Thou seest I
have more flesh than another man and therefore
more frailty. You confess, then, you picked my
pocket.
PRINCE It appears so by the story.
FALSTAFF 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 I am pacified still.
Nay, prithee, begone. (Hostess exits.) Now, Hal, to
the news at court. For the robbery, lad, how is that
answered?
PRINCE O, my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to
thee. The money is paid back again.
FALSTAFF O, I do not like that paying back. Tis a double
labor.
PRINCE I am good friends with my father and may do
anything.
FALSTAFF Rob me the Exchequer the first thing thou
dost, and do it with unwashed hands too.
BARDOLPH Do, my lord.
PRINCE I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot.

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I would it had been of horse. Where shall I


find one that can steal well? O, for a fine thief of
the age of two-and-twenty or thereabouts! I am heinously
unprovided. Well, God be thanked for these
rebels. They offend none but the virtuous. I laud
them; I praise them.
PRINCE Bardolph.
BARDOLPH My lord.
PRINCE , handing Bardolph papers
Go, bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster,
To my brother John; this to my Lord of
Westmoreland.
Bardolph exits.
Go, Peto, to horse, to horse, for thou and I
Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.
Peto exits.
Jack, meet me tomorrow in the Temple hall
At two oclock in the afternoon;
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.
He exits.
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Rare words, brave world!Hostess, my breakfast,


come.
O, I could wish this tavern were my drum.
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Enter Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas.
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Well said, my noble Scot. If speaking truth


In this fine age were not thought flattery,
Such attribution should the Douglas have
As not a soldier of this seasons stamp
Should go so general current through the world.
By God, I cannot flatter. I do defy
The tongues of soothers. But a braver place
In my hearts love hath no man than yourself.
Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
DOUGLAS Thou art the king of honor.
No man so potent breathes upon the ground
But I will beard him.
HOTSPUR
Do so, and tis well.

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What letters hast thou there? To Douglas. I can but


thank you.
MESSENGER These letters come from your father.
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Letters from him! Why comes he not himself?


MESSENGER

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Zounds, how has he the leisure to be sick


In such a justling time? Who leads his power?
Under whose government come they along?
MESSENGER , handing letter to Hotspur, who begins
reading it
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I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?


MESSENGER

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He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth,


And, at the time of my departure thence,
He was much feared by his physicians.

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I would the state of time had first been whole


Ere he by sickness had been visited.
His health was never better worth than now.
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Sick now? Droop now? This sickness doth infect


The very lifeblood of our enterprise.
Tis catching hither, even to our camp.
He writes me here that inward sickness
And that his friends by deputation
Could not so soon be drawn, nor did he think it
meet
To lay so dangerous and dear a trust
On any soul removed but on his own;
Yet doth he give us bold advertisement
That with our small conjunction we should on
To see how fortune is disposed to us,
For, as he writes, there is no quailing now,
Because the King is certainly possessed
Of all our purposes. What say you to it?

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Your fathers sickness is a maim to us.

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A perilous gash, a very limb lopped off!


And yet, in faith, it is not. His present want
Seems more than we shall find it. Were it good
To set the exact wealth of all our states
All at one cast? 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 very list, the very utmost bound
Of all our fortunes.

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Faith, and so we should, where now remains


A sweet reversion. We may boldly spend
Upon the hope of what is to come in.
A comfort of retirement lives in this.
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A rendezvous, a home to fly unto,


If that the devil and mischance look big
Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.

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But yet I would your father had been here.


The quality and hair of our attempt
Brooks no division. It will be thought
By some that know not why he is away
That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike
Of our proceedings kept the Earl from hence.
And think how such an apprehension
May turn the tide of fearful faction
And breed a kind of question in our cause.
For well you know, we of the offring side
Must keep aloof from strict arbitrament,
And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence
The eye of reason may pry in upon us.
This absence of your fathers draws a curtain

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That shows the ignorant a kind of fear


Before not dreamt of.
HOTSPUR
You strain too far.
I rather of his absence make this use:
It lends a luster and more great opinion,
A larger dare, to our great enterprise
Than if the Earl were here, for men must think
If we without his help can make a head
To push against a kingdom, with his help
We shall oerturn it topsy-turvy down.
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As heart can think. There is not such a word


Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.
Enter Sir Richard Vernon.
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My cousin Vernon, welcome, by my soul.

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Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord.


The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,
Is marching hitherwards, with him Prince John.
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No harm, what more?


And further I have learned
The King himself in person is set forth,
Or hitherwards intended speedily,
With strong and mighty preparation.

VERNON

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He shall be welcome too. Where is his son,


The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales,
And his comrades, that daffed the world aside
And bid it pass?
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All furnished, all in arms,
All plumed like estridges that with the wind
Bated like eagles having lately bathed,

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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 young bulls.
I saw young Harry with his beaver on,
His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly armed,
Rise from the ground like feathered Mercury
And vaulted with such ease into his seat
As if an angel dropped down from the clouds,
To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus
And witch the world with noble horsemanship.

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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-eyed maid of smoky war
All hot and bleeding will we offer them.
The maild Mars shall on his altar sit
Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire
To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh
And yet not ours. Come, let me taste my horse,
Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt
Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales.
Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse,
Meet and neer part till one drop down a corse.
O, that Glendower were come!
VERNON
There is more news.
I learned in Worcester, as I rode along,
He cannot draw his power this fourteen days.

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Thats the worst tidings that I hear of yet.


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Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.


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What may the Kings whole battle reach unto?

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To thirty thousand.
Forty let it be.
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.

HOTSPUR

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Talk not of dying. I am out of fear


Of death or deaths hand for this one half year.
They exit.
Scene 2
Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.

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Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry. Fill


me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march
through. Well to Sutton Coldfield tonight.
BARDOLPH Will you give me money, captain?
FALSTAFF Lay out, lay out.
BARDOLPH This bottle makes an angel.
FALSTAFF An if it do, take it for thy labor. An if it make
twenty, take them all. Ill answer the coinage. Bid
my lieutenant Peto meet me at towns end.
BARDOLPH I will, captain. Farewell.
He exits.
FALSTAFF If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a
soused gurnet. I have misused the Kings press
damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred
and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I
press me none but good householders, yeomens
sons, inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as
had been asked twice on the bannssuch a commodity
of warm slaves as had as lief hear the devil
as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse
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than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me


none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their
bellies no bigger than pins heads, and they have
bought out their services, and now my whole
charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants,
gentlemen of companiesslaves as ragged as Lazarus
in the painted cloth, where the gluttons dogs
licked his sores; and such as indeed were never
soldiers, but discarded, unjust servingmen, younger
sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and
ostlers tradefallen, the cankers of a calm world and
a long peace, ten times more dishonorable-ragged
than an old feazed ancient; and such have I to fill up
the rooms of them as have bought out their services,
that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty
tattered prodigals lately come from swine-keeping,
from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow met me
on the way and told me I had unloaded all the
gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath
seen such scarecrows. Ill not march through Coventry
with them, thats flat. Nay, and the villains
march wide betwixt the legs as if they had gyves on,
for indeed I had the most of them out of prison.
Theres not a shirt and a half in all my company,
and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together
and thrown over the shoulders like a heralds coat
without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth,
stolen from my host at Saint Albans or the red-nose
innkeeper of Daventry. But thats all one; theyll find
linen enough on every hedge.

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How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt?


FALSTAFF What, Hal, how now, mad wag? What a devil
dost thou in Warwickshire?My good Lord of
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Westmoreland, I cry you mercy. I thought your


Honor had already been at Shrewsbury.
WESTMORELAND Faith, Sir John, tis more than time
that I were there and you too, but my powers are
there already. The King, I can tell you, looks for us
all. We must away all night.
FALSTAFF Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as a cat to
steal cream.
PRINCE I think to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath
already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose
fellows are these that come after?
FALSTAFF Mine, Hal, mine.
PRINCE I did never see such pitiful rascals.
FALSTAFF Tut, tut, good enough to toss; food for powder,
food for powder. Theyll fill a pit as well as
better. Tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
WESTMORELAND Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are
exceeding poor and bare, too beggarly.
FALSTAFF Faith, for their poverty, I know not where
they had that, and for their bareness, I am sure they
never learned that of me.
PRINCE No, Ill be sworn, unless you call three fingers
in the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste. Percy is
already in the field.
He exits.
FALSTAFF What, is the King encamped?
WESTMORELAND He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay too
long.
He exits.
FALSTAFF Well,
To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a
feast
Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
He exits.

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Scene 3
Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, and Vernon.
HOTSPUR
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Well fight with him tonight.


WORCESTER

It may not be.

DOUGLAS
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You give him then advantage.


VERNON

Not a whit.

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Why say you so? Looks he not for supply?


So do we.
HOTSPUR His is certain; ours is doubtful.

VERNON

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Good cousin, be advised. Stir not tonight.


to Hotspur
Do not, my lord.
DOUGLAS
You do not counsel well.
You speak it out of fear and cold heart.
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Do me no slander, Douglas. By my life


(And I dare well maintain it with my life),
If well-respected honor bid me on,
I hold as little counsel with weak fear
As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives.
Let it be seen tomorrow in the battle
Which of us fears.
DOUGLAS Yea, or tonight.
VERNON Content.
HOTSPUR Tonight, say I.

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Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much,


Being men of such great leading as you are,
That you foresee not what impediments
Drag back our expedition. Certain horse
Of my cousin Vernons are not yet come up.

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Your uncle Worcesters horse came but today,


And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
Their courage with hard labor tame and dull,
That not a horse is half the half of himself.

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So are the horses of the enemy


In general journey-bated and brought low.
The better part of ours are full of rest.
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The number of the King exceedeth ours.


For Gods sake, cousin, stay till all come in.
The trumpet sounds a parley.

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I come with gracious offers from the King,


If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.
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Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt, and would to God


You were of our determination.
Some of us love you well, and even those some
Envy your great deservings and good name
Because you are not of our quality
But stand against us like an enemy.

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And God defend but still I should stand so,


So long as out of limit and true rule
You stand against anointed majesty.
But to my charge. The King hath sent to know
The nature of your griefs, and whereupon
You conjure from the breast of civil peace
Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land
Audacious cruelty. If that the King
Have any way your good deserts forgot,
Which he confesseth to be manifold,
He bids you name your griefs, and with all speed

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You shall have your desires with interest


And pardon absolute for yourself and these
Herein misled by your suggestion.

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The King is kind, and well we know the King


Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.
My father and my uncle and myself
Did give him that same royalty he wears,
And when he was not six-and-twenty strong,
Sick in the worlds regard, wretched and low,
A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,
My father gave him welcome to the shore;
And when he heard him swear and vow to God
He came but to be Duke of Lancaster,
To sue his livery, and beg his peace
With tears of innocency and terms of zeal,
My father, in kind heart and pity moved,
Swore him assistance and performed it too.
Now when the lords and barons of the realm
Perceived Northumberland did lean to him,
The more and less came in with cap and knee,
Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,
Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,
Laid gifts before him, proffered him their oaths,
Gave him their heirs as pages, followed him
Even at the heels in golden multitudes.
He presently, as greatness knows itself,
Steps me a little higher than his vow
Made to my father while his blood was poor
Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh,
And now forsooth takes on him to reform
Some certain edicts and some strait decrees
That lie too heavy on the commonwealth,
Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep
Over his countrys wrongs, and by this face,
This seeming brow of justice, did he win
The hearts of all that he did angle for,

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Proceeded furthercut me off the heads


Of all the favorites that the absent king
In deputation left behind him here
When he was personal in the Irish war.
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Tut, I came not to hear this.

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Then to the point.


In short time after, he deposed the King,
Soon after that deprived him of his life
And, in the neck of that, tasked the whole state.
To make that worse, suffered his kinsman March
(Who is, if every owner were well placed,
Indeed his king) to be engaged in Wales,
There without ransom to lie forfeited,
Disgraced me in my happy victories,
Sought to entrap me by intelligence,
Rated mine uncle from the council board,
In rage dismissed my father from the court,
Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong,
And in conclusion drove us to seek out
This head of safety, and withal to pry
Into his title, the which we find
Too indirect for long continuance.

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Shall I return this answer to the King?


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Not so, Sir Walter. Well withdraw awhile.


Go to the King, and let there be impawned
Some surety for a safe return again,
And in the morning early shall mine uncle
Bring him our purposes. And so farewell.

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I would you would accept of grace and love.


HOTSPUR

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And maybe so we shall.


BLUNT

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Pray God you do.


They exit.

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ACT 4. SC. 4

Scene 4
Enter Archbishop of York and Sir Michael.
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handing papers
Hie, good Sir Michael, bear this seald brief
With wingd haste to the Lord Marshal,
This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest
To whom they are directed. If you knew
How much they do import, you would make haste.

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My good lord, I guess their tenor.


ARCHBISHOP Like enough you do.
Tomorrow, good Sir Michael, is a day
Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men
Must bide the touch. For, sir, at Shrewsbury,
As I am truly given to understand,
The King with mighty and quick-raisd power
Meets with Lord Harry. And I fear, Sir Michael,
What with the sickness of Northumberland,
Whose power was in the first proportion,
And what with Owen Glendowers absence thence,
Who with them was a rated sinew too
And comes not in, oerruled by prophecies,
I fear the power of Percy is too weak
To wage an instant trial with the King.

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Why, my good lord, you need not fear.


There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer.
ARCHBISHOP No, Mortimer is not there.
SIR MICHAEL

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But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy,


And there is my Lord of Worcester, and a head
Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.
ARCHBISHOP

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And so there is. But yet the King hath drawn


The special head of all the land together:

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The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster,


The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt,
And many more corrivals and dear men
Of estimation and command in arms.

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SIR MICHAEL
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Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed.


ARCHBISHOP

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I hope no less, yet needful tis to fear;


And to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed.
For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the King
Dismiss his power he means to visit us,
For he hath heard of our confederacy,
And tis but wisdom to make strong against him.
Therefore make haste. I must go write again
To other friends. And so farewell, Sir Michael.

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ACT 5

Scene 1
Enter the King, Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster,
Sir Walter Blunt, and Falstaff.
KING
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How bloodily the sun begins to peer


Above yon bulky hill. The day looks pale
At his distemprature.
PRINCE
The southern wind
Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
Foretells a tempest and a blustring day.

KING
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Then with the losers let it sympathize,


For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
The trumpet sounds.
Enter Worcester and Vernon.

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How now, my Lord of Worcester? Tis not well


That you and I should meet upon such terms
As now we meet. You have deceived our trust
And made us doff our easy robes of peace
To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel.
This is not well, my lord; this is not well.
What say you to it? Will you again unknit
This churlish knot of all-abhorrd war
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And move in that obedient orb again


Where you did give a fair and natural light,
And be no more an exhaled meteor,
A prodigy of fear, and a portent
Of broachd mischief to the unborn times?
WORCESTER Hear me, my liege:
For mine own part I could be well content
To entertain the lag end of my life
With quiet hours. For I protest
I have not sought the day of this dislike.

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KING
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You have not sought it. How comes it then?


FALSTAFF Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
PRINCE Peace, chewet, peace.

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It pleased your Majesty to turn your looks


Of favor from myself and all our house;
And yet I must remember you, my lord,
We were the first and dearest of your friends.
For you my staff of office did I break
In Richards time, and posted day and night
To meet you on the way and kiss your hand
When yet you were in place and in account
Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.
It was myself, my brother, and his son
That brought you home and boldly did outdare
The dangers of the time. You swore to us,
And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,
That you did nothing purpose gainst the state,
Nor claim no further than your new-falln right,
The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster.
To this we swore our aid. But in short space
It rained down fortune showring on your head,
And such a flood of greatness fell on you
What with our help, what with the absent king,
What with the injuries of a wanton time,

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The seeming sufferances that you had borne,


And the contrarious winds that held the King
So long in his unlucky Irish wars
That all in England did repute him dead
And from this swarm of fair advantages
You took occasion to be quickly wooed
To gripe the general sway into your hand,
Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster;
And being fed by us, you used us so
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoos bird,
Useth the sparrowdid oppress our nest,
Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk
That even our love durst not come near your sight
For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing
We were enforced for safety sake to fly
Out of your sight and raise this present head,
Whereby we stand opposd by such means
As you yourself have forged against yourself
By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
And violation of all faith and troth
Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.

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KING
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These things indeed you have articulate,


Proclaimed at market crosses, read in churches,
To face the garment of rebellion
With some fine color that may please the eye
Of fickle changelings and poor discontents,
Which gape and rub the elbow at the news
Of hurlyburly innovation.
And never yet did insurrection want
Such water colors to impaint his cause,
Nor moody beggars starving for a time
Of pellmell havoc and confusion.

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In both your armies there is many a soul


Shall pay full dearly for this encounter

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ACT 5. SC. 1

If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,


The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
In praise of Henry Percy. By my hopes,
This present enterprise set off his head,
I do not think a braver gentleman,
More active-valiant, or more valiant-young,
More daring or more bold, is now alive
To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
I have a truant been to chivalry,
And so I hear he doth account me too.
Yet this before my fathers majesty:
I am content that he shall take the odds
Of his great name and estimation,
And will, to save the blood on either side,
Try fortune with him in a single fight.

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And, Prince of Wales, so dare we venture thee,


Albeit considerations infinite
Do make against it.No, good Worcester, no.
We love our people well, even those we love
That are misled upon your cousins part.
And, will they take the offer of our grace,
Both he and they and you, yea, every man
Shall be my friend again, and Ill be his.
So tell your cousin, and bring me word
What he will do. But if he will not yield,
Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
And they shall do their office. So begone.
We will not now be troubled with reply.
We offer fair. Take it advisedly.
Worcester exits with Vernon.
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It will not be accepted, on my life.


The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
Are confident against the world in arms.

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KING
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Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge,


For on their answer will we set on them,
And God befriend us as our cause is just.
They exit. Prince and Falstaff remain.
FALSTAFF Hal, if thou see me down in the battle and
bestride me, so; tis a point of friendship.
PRINCE Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship.
Say thy prayers, and farewell.
FALSTAFF I would twere bedtime, Hal, and all well.
PRINCE Why, thou owest God a death.
He exits.
FALSTAFF Tis not due yet. I would be loath to pay Him
before His day. What need I be so forward with
Him that calls not on me? Well, tis no matter.
Honor pricks me on. Yea, but how if honor prick me
off when I come on? How then? Can honor set to a
leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a
wound? No. Honor hath no skill in surgery, then?
No. What is honor? A word. What is in that word
honor? What is that honor? Air. A trim reckoning.
Who hath it? He that died o Wednesday. Doth
he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Tis insensible,
then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the
living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it. Therefore,
Ill none of it. Honor is a mere scutcheon. And
so ends my catechism.
He exits.
Scene 2
Enter Worcester and Sir Richard Vernon.
WORCESTER

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O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,


The liberal and kind offer of the King.

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Twere best he did.


Then are we all undone.
It is not possible, it cannot be
The King should keep his word in loving us.
He will suspect us still and find a time
To punish this offense in other faults.
Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of
eyes,
For treason is but trusted like the fox,
Who, never so tame, so cherished and locked up,
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
Look how we can, or sad or merrily,
Interpretation will misquote our looks,
And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
The better cherished still the nearer death.
My nephews trespass may be well forgot;
It hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,
And an adopted name of privilege
A harebrained Hotspur governed by a spleen.
All his offenses live upon my head
And on his fathers. We did train him on,
And his corruption being taen from us,
We as the spring of all shall pay for all.
Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know
In any case the offer of the King.

WORCESTER

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Deliver what you will; Ill say tis so.


Enter Hotspur, Douglas, and their army.

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Here comes your cousin.


HOTSPUR , to Douglas
My uncle is returned.
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.
Uncle, what news?
WORCESTER

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The King will bid you battle presently.

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DOUGLAS ,
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to Hotspur
Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.

HOTSPUR
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Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.

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DOUGLAS
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Marry, and shall, and very willingly.

Douglas exits.

WORCESTER
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There is no seeming mercy in the King.


HOTSPUR

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Did you beg any? God forbid!


WORCESTER

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I told him gently of our grievances,


Of his oath-breaking, which he mended thus
By now forswearing that he is forsworn.
He calls us rebels, traitors, and will scourge
With haughty arms this hateful name in us.

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Enter Douglas.
DOUGLAS
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Arm, gentlemen, to arms. For I have thrown


A brave defiance in King Henrys teeth,
And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it,
Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.

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WORCESTER
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The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,


And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
HOTSPUR

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O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,


And that no man might draw short breath today
But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?

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No, by my soul. I never in my life


Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
Unless a brother should a brother dare
To gentle exercise and proof of arms.

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He gave you all the duties of a man,


Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
Spoke your deservings like a chronicle,
Making you ever better than his praise
By still dispraising praise valued with you,
And, which became him like a prince indeed,
He made a blushing cital of himself,
And chid his truant youth with such a grace
As if he mastered there a double spirit
Of teaching and of learning instantly.
There did he pause, but let me tell the world:
If he outlive the envy of this day,
England did never owe so sweet a hope
So much misconstrued in his wantonness.

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HOTSPUR
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Cousin, I think thou art enamord


On his follies. Never did I hear
Of any prince so wild a liberty.
But be he as he will, yet once ere night
I will embrace him with a soldiers arm
That he shall shrink under my courtesy.
Arm, arm with speed, and, fellows, soldiers,
friends,
Better consider what you have to do
Than I that have not well the gift of tongue
Can lift your blood up with persuasion.

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Enter a Messenger.
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My lord, here are letters for you.


HOTSPUR I cannot read them now.
O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
To spend that shortness basely were too long
If life did ride upon a dials point,
Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
If die, brave death, when princes die with us.
MESSENGER

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ACT 5. SC. 3

Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair


When the intent of bearing them is just.
Enter another Messenger.
SECOND MESSENGER

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My lord, prepare. The King comes on apace.


HOTSPUR

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I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,


For I profess not talking. Only this:
Let each man do his best. And here draw I a sword,
Whose temper I intend to stain
With the best blood that I can meet withal
In the adventure of this perilous day.
Now, Esperance! Percy! And set on.
Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
And by that music let us all embrace,
For, heaven to Earth, some of us never shall
A second time do such a courtesy.
Here they embrace. The trumpets sound.
They exit.

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The King enters with his power, crosses the stage and
exits. Alarum to the battle. Then enter Douglas, and Sir
Walter Blunt, disguised as the King.
BLUNT ,
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as King
What is thy name that in the battle thus
Thou crossest me? What honor dost thou seek
Upon my head?
DOUGLAS
Know then my name is Douglas,
And I do haunt thee in the battle thus
Because some tell me that thou art a king.
BLUNT , as King
They tell thee true.

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DOUGLAS
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The Lord of Stafford dear today hath bought


Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry,
This sword hath ended him. So shall it thee,
Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.
BLUNT , as King
I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot,
And thou shalt find a king that will revenge
Lord Staffords death.
They fight. Douglas kills Blunt.

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Then enter Hotspur.


HOTSPUR
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O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,


I never had triumphed upon a Scot.

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DOUGLAS
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Alls done, alls won; here breathless lies the King.


HOTSPUR Where?
DOUGLAS Here.
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This, Douglas? No, I know this face full well.


A gallant knight he was; his name was Blunt,
Semblably furnished like the King himself.
DOUGLAS , addressing Blunts corpse
A fool go with thy soul whither it goes!
A borrowed title hast thou bought too dear.
Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?

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The King hath many marching in his coats.


DOUGLAS

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Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats.


Ill murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece,
Until I meet the King.
HOTSPUR
Up and away!
Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.

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They exit.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

Alarm. Enter Falstaff alone.


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Though I could scape shot-free at London,


I fear the shot here. Heres no scoring but upon
the pate.Soft, who are you? Sir Walter Blunt.
Theres honor for you. Heres no vanity. I am as hot
as molten lead, and as heavy too. God keep lead out
of me; I need no more weight than mine own
bowels. I have led my ragamuffins where they are
peppered. Theres not three of my hundred and fifty
left alive, and they are for the towns end, to beg
during life. But who comes here?

FALSTAFF

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Enter the Prince.


PRINCE
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What, standst thou idle here? Lend me thy sword.


Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,
Whose deaths are yet unrevenged. I prithee
Lend me thy sword.
FALSTAFF O Hal, I prithee give me leave to breathe
awhile. Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms
as I have done this day. I have paid Percy; I have
made him sure.

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He is indeed, and living to kill thee.


I prithee, lend me thy sword.
FALSTAFF Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou
gettst not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou
wilt.
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Give it me. What, is it in the case?


FALSTAFF Ay, Hal, tis hot, tis hot. Theres that will
sack a city.
The Prince draws it out, and finds it
to be a bottle of sack.

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PRINCE
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What, is it a time to jest and dally now?


He throws the bottle at him and exits.
FALSTAFF Well, if Percy be alive, Ill pierce him. If he do
come in my way, so; if he do not, if I come in his
willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like not
such grinning honor as Sir Walter hath. Give me
life, which, if I can save, so: if not, honor comes
unlooked for, and theres an end.
He exits. Blunts body is carried off.

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Alarm, excursions. Enter the King, the Prince, Lord John
of Lancaster, and the Earl of Westmoreland.
KING
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I prithee, Harry, withdraw thyself. Thou bleedest


too much.
Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.
LANCASTER

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Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.


PRINCE

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I beseech your Majesty, make up,


Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.

KING
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I will do so.My Lord of Westmoreland,


Lead him to his tent.
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Come, my lord, Ill lead you to your tent.


PRINCE

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Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help,


And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive
The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,
Where stained nobility lies trodden on,
And rebels arms triumph in massacres.

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LANCASTER
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We breathe too long. Come, cousin Westmoreland,


Our duty this way lies. For Gods sake, come.
Lancaster and Westmoreland exit.

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By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster.


I did not think thee lord of such a spirit.
Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,
But now I do respect thee as my soul.

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I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point


With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Of such an ungrown warrior.
PRINCE

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O, this boy lends mettle to us all.

He exits.

Enter Douglas.
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Another king! They grow like Hydras heads.


I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
That wear those colors on them. What art thou
That counterfeitst the person of a king?

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The King himself, who, Douglas, grieves at heart,


So many of his shadows thou hast met
And not the very king. I have two boys
Seek Percy and thyself about the field,
But, seeing thou fallst on me so luckily,
I will assay thee. And defend thyself.

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I fear thou art another counterfeit,


And yet, in faith, thou bearest thee like a king.
But mine I am sure thou art, whoeer thou be,
And thus I win thee.
They fight. The King being in danger,
enter Prince of Wales.

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Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like


Never to hold it up again. The spirits
Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt are in my arms.
It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee,
Who never promiseth but he means to pay.
They fight. Douglas flieth.
To King. Cheerly, my lord. How fares your Grace?
Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent,
And so hath Clifton. Ill to Clifton straight.
KING Stay and breathe awhile.
Thou hast redeemed thy lost opinion
And showed thou makst some tender of my life
In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.

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O God, they did me too much injury


That ever said I hearkened for your death.
If it were so, I might have let alone
The insulting hand of Douglas over you,
Which would have been as speedy in your end
As all the poisonous potions in the world,
And saved the treacherous labor of your son.

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KING
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Make up to Clifton. Ill to Sir Nicholas Gawsey.


King exits.
Enter Hotspur.
HOTSPUR

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If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.


PRINCE

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Thou speakst as if I would deny my name.


HOTSPUR

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My name is Harry Percy.


Why then I see
A very valiant rebel of the name.
I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,

PRINCE

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To share with me in glory any more.


Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere,
Nor can one England brook a double reign
Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.

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Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come


To end the one of us, and would to God
Thy name in arms were now as great as mine.

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PRINCE
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Ill make it greater ere I part from thee,


And all the budding honors on thy crest
Ill crop to make a garland for my head.
HOTSPUR

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I can no longer brook thy vanities.

They fight.

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Well said, Hal! To it, Hal! Nay, you shall find


no boys play here, I can tell you.

FALSTAFF

Enter Douglas. He fighteth with Falstaff, who falls


down as if he were dead. Douglas exits. The Prince
killeth Percy.
HOTSPUR
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O Harry, thou hast robbed me of my youth.


I better brook the loss of brittle life
Than those proud titles thou hast won of me.
They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my
flesh.
But thoughts, the slaves of life, and life, times fool,
And time, that takes survey of all the world,
Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,
But that the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for
He dies.
PRINCE

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For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee well, great heart.

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Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!


When that this body did contain a spirit,
A kingdom for it was too small a bound,
But now two paces of the vilest earth
Is room enough. This earth that bears thee dead
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
I should not make so dear a show of zeal.
But let my favors hide thy mangled face;
He covers Hotspurs face.
And even in thy behalf Ill thank myself
For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven.
Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
But not remembered in thy epitaph.
He spieth Falstaff on the ground.
What, old acquaintance, could not all this flesh
Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell.
I could have better spared a better man.
O, I should have a heavy miss of thee
If I were much in love with vanity.
Death hath not struck so fat a deer today,
Though many dearer in this bloody fray.
Emboweled will I see thee by and by;
Till then in blood by noble Percy lie.
He exits.
Falstaff riseth up.
FALSTAFF Emboweled? If thou embowel me today, Ill
give you leave to powder me and eat me too
tomorrow. Sblood, twas time to counterfeit, or
that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot
too. Counterfeit? I lie. 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 valor is discretion, in the

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which better part I have saved my life. Zounds, I am


afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead.
How if he should counterfeit too, and rise? By my
faith, I am afraid he would prove the better counterfeit.
Therefore Ill make him sure, yea, and Ill swear
I killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I?
Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me.
Therefore, sirrah, stabbing him with a new wound
in your thigh, come you along with me.
He takes up Hotspur on his back.

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Enter Prince and John of Lancaster.


PRINCE
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Come, brother John. Full bravely hast thou fleshed


Thy maiden sword.
LANCASTER
But soft, whom have we here?
Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?
PRINCE I did; I saw him dead,
Breathless and bleeding on the ground.Art thou
alive?
Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?
I prithee, speak. We will not trust our eyes
Without our ears. Thou art not what thou seemst.
FALSTAFF No, thats certain. I am not a double man.
But if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a jack. There
is Percy. If your father will do me any honor, so; if
not, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be
either earl or duke, I can assure you.

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Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.


Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is
given to lying. I grant you, I was down and out of
breath, and so was he, but we rose both at an instant
and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I
may be believed, so; if not, let them that should
reward valor bear the sin upon their own heads. Ill

FALSTAFF

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take it upon my death, I gave him this wound in


the thigh. If the man were alive and would deny
it, zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my
sword.

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This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.


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This is the strangest fellow, brother John.


Come bring your luggage nobly on your back.
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
Ill gild it with the happiest terms I have.
A retreat is sounded.
The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.
Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field
To see what friends are living, who are dead.
They exit.
FALSTAFF Ill follow, as they say, for reward. He that
rewards me, God reward him. If I do grow great,
Ill grow less, for Ill purge and leave sack and live
cleanly as a nobleman should do.
He exits carrying Hotspurs body.

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Scene 5
The trumpets sound. Enter the King, Prince of Wales,
Lord John of Lancaster, Earl of Westmoreland, with
Worcester and Vernon prisoners, and Soldiers.
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Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.


Ill-spirited Worcester, did not we send grace,
Pardon, and terms of love to all of you?
And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary,
Misuse the tenor of thy kinsmans trust?
Three knights upon our party slain today,
A noble earl, and many a creature else

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Had been alive this hour


If, like a Christian, thou hadst truly borne
Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

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What I have done my safety urged me to.


And I embrace this fortune patiently,
Since not to be avoided it falls on me.
KING

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Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon too.


Other offenders we will pause upon.
Worcester and Vernon exit, under guard.
How goes the field?

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The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw


The fortune of the day quite turned from him,
The noble Percy slain, and all his men
Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest,
And, falling from a hill, he was so bruised
That the pursuers took him. At my tent
The Douglas is, and I beseech your Grace
I may dispose of him.
KING
With all my heart.

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Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you


This honorable bounty shall belong.
Go to the Douglas and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free.
His valors shown upon our crests today
Have taught us how to cherish such high deeds,
Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

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I thank your Grace for this high courtesy,


Which I shall give away immediately.
KING

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Then this remains, that we divide our power.


You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland,

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Towards York shall bend you with your dearest


speed
To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,
Who, as we hear, are busily in arms.
Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March.
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
Meeting the check of such another day.
And since this business so fair is done,
Let us not leave till all our own be won.

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They exit.

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