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Hot. Fourtie let it be.

My father and Glendower being both away,
The powers of vs, may ferue fo great a day.
Come, let vs take a muster speedily,
Doomes day is neere, die all, die merrily.

Dowg. Talke not of dying, I am out of feare
Of death or deaths hand, for this one halfe yeere.

Enter Falftalffe and Bardoll.

Exeunt.

Falf. Bardoll, get thee before to Couentry, fill mee a bottle of facke, our fouldiers fhall march through; weele to Suttoncop-hill to night.

Bar. Will you give me money captaine?

Fall. Lay out, lay out.

Bar. This bottle makes an angell.

Falf. And if it do, take it for thy labour, and if it make twentie, take them all, Ile anfwere the coynage; bid my lieutenant Peto meete me a townes end.

Bar. I will captaine: farewell.

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Exit.

Falf. If I be ashamed of my fouldiers, I am a fowft gurnet; I haue mifufed the kinges preffe damnably. I haue got in exchange of 150 fouldiers, 300 and odde pounds. I preffe me none but good houfholders, yeomens fonnes, inquire me out contracted batchelers, fuch as had been afkt twice on the banes; fuch a commoditie of warme flaues, as had as leiue heare the diuell as a drumme, such as feare the report of a caliuer, worfe then a ftrook-foole, or a hurt wild-ducke: I preft me none but fuch tofts and butter, with heartes in their bellies no bigger then pins heads, and they haue bought out their feruifes: and now, my whole charge confiftes of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies, flaues as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth where the gluttons dogs

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licked his fores: and fuch as indeed were neuer fouldiers, but difcarded vniuft feruingmen, yonger fonnes to yonger brothers, reuolted tapfters and oftlers tradefalne, the cankers of a calme world, and long peace, ten times more difhonorable ragged, then an old faczde ancient; and fuch haue I to fill vp the roomes of them as haue bought out their feruices, that you would thinke, that I had a hundred and fiftie tottered prodigals, lately come from fwine-keeping, from eating draffe and hufkes. A madd fellow met me on the way, and told me I had vnloaded all the gibbets, and preft the dead bodies. No eye hath feene such skar-crowes. Ile not march through Couentry with them, that's flat: nay, and the villaines march wide betwixt the legs, as if they had gyues on, for indeed, I had the most of them out of prifon; there's not a shirt and a halfe in all my company, and the halfe fhirt is two napkins tackt togeather, and throwne ouer the fhoulders like a hearalds coate without fleeues; and the fhirt to fay the truth, ftolne from my host of S. Albones, or the red-nofe In-keeper of Dauinntry but that's all one, they'le finde linnen enough on euery hedge.

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Enter the prince, and the lord of Weftmerland.

Prin. How now blowne Iacke? how now quilt?

Fal. What Hal? how now mad wag, what a diuell doft thou in Warwick-fbire? my good L. of Weftmerland, I cry you mercy, I thought your honour had already bin at Shrewesburie.

Weft. Fayth, fir Iohn, t'is more then time that I were there, and you too; but my powers are there already: the king I can you †, lookes for vs all; we must away all night. Fal. Tut, neuer feare tell me, I am as vigilant as a cat, to fteale creame.

*Daintry. † tell you.

Prin. I thinke to fteale creame indeed, for thy theft hath already made thee butter: but tell me, lacke, whose fellowes are these that come after ?

Falf. Mine Hal, mine.

Prin. I did neuer fee fuch pittifull rafcals.

Falf. Tut, tut, good enough to toffe, food for powder, food for powder, they'le fill a pit as well as better: tufh man, mortall men, mortail men.

Weft. I, but, fir Iohn, mee-thinkes they are exceeding poore and bare, too beggarly.

Fal. Faith, for their pouerty, I know not where they had that ;

And for their barenes, I am fure they neuer learnt that of me. Pri. No, Ile be fworne, vnleffe you cal three fingers on * the ribs bare: but firra, make haft, Percy is already in the field.

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Fal. What, is the king incamp'd?

Weft. He is, fir Iohn, I feare we shall stay too long.

Exit.

Fal. Well, to the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of

a feaft, fits a dull fighter, and a keene guest.

Exeunt.

Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Dowglas, and Vernon.

Hot. Weele fight with him to night.

Wor. It may not be.

Dow. You giue him then aduantage.

Ver. Not a whit.

Hot. Why fay you fo? lookes he not for supply?

Ver. So doe wee.

Hot. His is certaine, ours is doubtfull.

Wor. Good coofen be aduifde, ftir not to night.

Ver. Doe not, my lord.

Dow. You do not counfell well:

You fpeake it out of feare, and cold heart.

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Ver. Doe me no flander, Dowglas, by my life,
And I dare well maintaine it with my life;
If well refpected honour bid me on,

I hold as little counfell with weak feare,

As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day liues:

Let it be feene to morrow in the battell, which of vs feares.

Dow. Yea or to night.

Ver. Content.

Hot. To night fay I.

Ver. Come, come, it may not be.

I wonder much being men of fuch great leading as you are, That you foresee not what impediments

Drag backe our expedition: certaine horse

Of my
coolen Vernons are not yet come vp,
Your vncle Worcesters horse came but to day,
And now their pride and mettall is asleepe,
Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
That not a horfe is halfe the halfe of himselfe.
Hot. So are the horses of the enemie,
In generall iourney bated and brought low:
The better part of ours are full of rest.

Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours
For Gods fake, coofen, ftay till all come in.

The trumpet founds a parley. Enter fir Walter Blunt.

Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, If you vouchfafe me hearing, and refpect.

Hot. Welcome, fir Walter Blunt: and would to God
You were of our determination;

Some of vs loue you well, and euen thofe fome
Enuie your great deferuinges and good name,

Because you are not of our qualitie,

But ftand against vs like an enemie.

Blunt.

Blunt. And God defend, but still I should stand fo. So long as cut of limit and true rule

You ftand against anoynted maieftie:

But to my charge. The king hath fent to know
The nature of your griefes, and wherevpon
You coniure from the breaft of ciuill peace,
Such bold hoftilitie, teaching his dutious land
Audacious crueltie. If that the king

Haue any way your good defertes forgot,
Which he confeffeth to be manifold,

He bids you name your griefes, and with all speed.
You fhall haue your defires with interest,

And pardon abfolute for your felfe, and these,

Herein misled by your fuggestion.

Hot. The king is kind: and well we know, the king, Knowes at what time to promife, when to pay:

My father, my* vncle, and my felfe,

Did giue him that fame royaltie he weares,
And when he was not fixe and twenty strong,
Sicke in the worldes regard, wretched, and low,
A poore vnminded outlaw sneaking home,
My father gaue him welcome to the shore :
And when he heard him fweare and vow to God,
He came but to the + duke of Lancaster,
To fue his liuery and beg his peace,

With teares of innocency, and tearmes of zeale:
My father in kind heart and pitty mou'd,
Swore him affiftance and perform'd it too.
Now, when the lords and barrons of the realme,
Perceiu'd Northumberland did leane to him,
The more and leffe came in with cap and knee.

Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,

Attend him on bridges, ftoode in lanes,

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