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P. Hen. O God! they did me too much injury, That ever said I hearken'd 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 sav'd the treacherous labour of your son. K. Hen. Make up to Clifton : I'll to sir Nicholas Gawsey.
[Exit King HENRY. Enter HOTSPUR. Hot. If [ mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. P. Hen. Thou speak’st as if I would deny my name. Hot. My name is Harry Percy. P. Hen.
Why, then I see
Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
P. Hen. I'll make it greater, ere I part from thee;
Enter FALSTAFF. Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal !-Nay, you shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you. Enter Douglas: he fights with FALSTAFF, who falls down
as if he were dead, and exit Douglas. HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls.
Hot. 0, Harry! thou hast robb’d me of my youth.
1 So all but the last quarto; that, and the folio : the.
And food for
[Dies. P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee well,
[Seeing FALSTAFF on the ground.
. Fal. (Rising.] Embowelled ! if thou embowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder me, and eat me too, to-morrow. 'Sblood ! 't was time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie; am no counterfeit: to die, is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the counterfeit of a man, who hath not the life of a man; but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed. The better part of valour is discretion, in the 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 I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I killed him. Why may not he'rise, as well as I? Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me : therefore, sirrah, with a new wound in your thigh como you along with me. [He takes HOTSPUR on his back.
1 So the first quarto : the others, and folio : great. % Salt.
Re-enter Prince HENRY and Prince John. P. Hen. Come, brother John; full bravely hast thou
flesh'd Thy mạiden sword. P. John.
But, soft! whom have we here?
Fal. No, that's certain : I am not a double man; but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There is Percy: (Throwing down the body.') if your father will do me any honour, so; if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either earl or duke, I can assure you.
P. Hen. Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.
Fal. 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 valour bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll 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.
P. John. This is the strangest tale that e'er I heard.
P. Hen. 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, I'll 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.
(Exeunt Prince HENRY and Prince JOHN. Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God reward him; if I do grow great,' I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly, as a nobleman should do.
1 Not in f. e.
(Exit, dragging out PERCY's Body:
SCENE V.-Another Part of the Field. The Trumpets sound. Enter King Henry, Prince
Henry, Prince John, WESTMORELAND, and Others, with WORCESTER, and VERNON, prisoners.
K. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.
Wor. What I have done, my safety urg'd me to,
K. Hen. Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon
Other offenders we will pause upon.
[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded. How goes the field ?
P. Hen. The noble Scot, lord Douglas, when he saw The fortune of the day quite turn'd 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 bruis’d, That the pursuers took him. At my tent The Douglas is, and I beseech your grace, I may dispose of him. K. Hen.
With all my heart. P. Hen. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you This honourable bounty shall belong. Go to the Douglas, and deliver him Up to his pleasure, ransomless, and free:
1 Folio inserts : again. ; Bearing off the Body: in f. o. 3 Since not to be avoided, it falls on me.
His valour, shown upon our crests to-day,
P. John. I thank your grace for this high courtesy,
power. You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland, Towards York shall bend you, with your dearest
, and you, son Harry, will towards Wales,
1 Which I shall give away immediately: in f.e. This speech is found in the four earliest, but not in the two latest quartos, or the folio.