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Hot. Fourtie let it be.
My father and Glendower being both away,
The powers of vs, may ferue so 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 Faistalffe and Bardoll.

Fall. Bardoll, get thee before to Gouentry, fill mee a bottle of sacke, cur souldiers shall march through; weele to Suttontop-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 answere the coynage ; bid my lieutenant Peto meete me a townes end. Bar. I will captaine : farewell.

Exit. Fall. If I be * ashamed of my souldiers, I am a fowft gurnet; I haue misused the kinges presse damuably. I haue got in exchange of 150 souldiers, 300 and odde pounds. I presse me zone but good housholders, yeomens fonnes, inquire me our contracted batchelers, such as had been askt twice on the banes; such a commoditie of warme Naues, as had as leiue heare the diuell as a drumme, such as feare the report of a caliuer, worse then a strook-foole, or a hurt wild-ducke : I prest me none but such tosts and butter, with heartes in their bellies no bigger then pins heads, and they haue bought out their seruises: and now, my whole charge consistes of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies, Nayes as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth where the gluttons dogs

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licked his sores: and such as indeed were neuer souldiers, but discarded vniuft feruingmen, yonger fonnes to yonger brothers, reuolted tapsters and oftlers tradefalne, the cankers of a calme world, and long peace, ten times more dishonorable ragged, then an old facade ancient; and such haue I to fill vp the roomes of them as haue bought out their seruices, that you would thinke, that I had a hundred and fiftie tottered prodigals, lately come from swine-keeping, from eating draffe and huskes. A madd fellow met me on the way, and told me I had vnloaded all the gibbets, and prest the dead bodies. No eye hath seene 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 prison; there's not a shirt and a halfe in all my company, and the halfe shirt is two napkins tackt togeather, and throwne ouer the shoulders like a hearalds coate without sleeues; and the shirt to say the truth, stolne from my host of S. Albones, or the red-nose 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 Westmerland.
Prin. How now blowne lacke ? how now quilt ?

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

Weft. Fayth, fir lohn, t'is more then time that I were there, and you too; but my powers are there already: the king I can you t, lookes for vs all; we must away all night.

Fal. Tut, neuer feare tell me, I am as vigilaot as a cat, to steale creame.

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

Fals. Mine Hal, mine.
Prin. I did neuer see such pittifull rascals.

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

Weft. I, but, fir lohn, 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 sure they never learnt that of me.

Pri. No, lle be sworne, vnlelse you cal three fingers on * the ribs bare: but firra, make hast, Percy is already in the field.

Fal. What, is the king incamp'd ?
Weft. He is, fir lohn, I feare we shall stay too long,

Fal. Well, to the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a fealt, fits a dull fighter, and a keene guest.


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 say you fo? lookes he not for supply?
Ver. So doe wee.
Hot. His is certaine, ours is doubtfull.
Wor. Good coosen be aduisde, stir not to night.
Ver. Doe not, my lord.

Dow. You do not counsell well :
You speake it out of feare, and cold heart.


Ver. Doe me no sander, Dowglas, by my life,
And I dare well maintaine it with my life;
If well respected honour bid me on,
I hold as little counsell with weak feare,
As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives :
Let it be feene to morrow in the battell, which of vs feares.

Dow. Yea or to night.
Ver. Content
Hot. To night say I.

Ver. 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 backe our expedition : certaine horse
Of my coofen 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 doll,
That not a horse 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, stay till all come in.

The trumpet sounds a parley. Enter fir Walter Blunc.
Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king,
If you vouchsafe me hearing, and respect.

Hot. Welcome, fir Walter Blunt : and would to God
You were of our determination ;
Some of vs loue you well, and euen those some
* Enuie your great deseruinges and good name,
Because you are not of our qualitie,
But stand against vs like an enemie.


Blunt. And God defend, but still I should stand so.
So long as out of limit and true rule
You stand against anoynted maiestie:
But to my charge. The king hath sent to know
The nature of your griefes, and wherevpon
You coniure from the breast of ciuill peace,
Such bold hostilitie, teaching his dutious land
Audacious crueltie. If that the king
Haue any way your good desertes forgot,
Which he confefTeth to be manifold,
He bids you name your griefes, and with all speed.
You shall haue your desires with interest,
And pardon absolute for your selfe, and these,
Herein milled by your suggestion.

Hot. The king is kind: and well we know, the king,
Kaowes at what time to promise, when to pay:
My father, my * vncle, and my selfe,
Did giue him that same 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 gave him welcome to the shore :
And when he heard him sweare and vow to God,
He came but to the + duke of Lancaster,
To sue 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 I allistance and perform'd it too.
Now, when the lords and barrons of the realme,
Perceiu'd Northumberland did leane to him,
The more and lesse came in with cap and knee.
Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,
Attend him on bridges, stoode in lanes,

I bisa | Attended,

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