Fal. Did'st thou ? lord, lord, how the world is giv'n to lying! I grant you, I was down, and out of breath, and fo was he; but we rofe both at an inftant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock: if I may be believed, fo; if not, let them, that should reward valour, bear the fin upon their own heads. I'll take't on my death, I gave him this wound in the thigh: if the man were alive, and would deny it, I would make him eat a piece of my fword.

Lan. This is the ftrangeft Tale that e'er I heard..

P. Henry. This is the ftrangeft 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 founded. The trumpets found retreat, the day is ours :: Come, brother, let's to th' highest of the field, To fee what friends are living, who are dead. [Exeunt. Fal. I'll follow, as they fay, for reward. He that rewards me, heav'n reward him! If I do grow great, I'll grow lefs; for I'll purge, and leave fack, and live cleanly, as a noble man fhould do.

[Exit.

The Trumpets found: Enter King Henry, Prince of Wales,
Lord John of Lancaster, Earl of Westmorland, with
Worcester and Vernon Prifoners.

K. Henry. Thus ever did Rebellion find rebuke.
I'll-fpirited Wor'fter, did we not fend grace,
Pardon, and terms of love to all of you?
And would'ft thou turn our offers contrary?
Mifufe the tenor of thy kinfman's truft ?
Three Knights upon our party flain to day,.
A noble Earl, and many a creature elfe,
Had been alive this hour,

If like a chriftian thou had'ft truly borne
Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

Wor. What I have done, my faftey urg'd me to;
And I embrace this fortune patiently,

Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

K. Henry. Bear Worcester to death, and Vernon too.

Other

Other Offenders we will pause upon.

[Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded.

How goes the field?

P. Henry. The gallant Scot, lord Douglas, when he faw
The fortune of the day quite turned from him,
The noble Percy flain and all his men

Upon the foot of fear, fled with the reft;
And, falling from a hill, he was fo bruis'd,
That the purfuers took him. At my Tent
The Douglas is, and, I beseech your Grace,
I may dispose of him.

K. Henry. With all my heart.

P. Henry. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you This honourable bounty fhall belong :

Go to the Douglas, and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ranfomlefs and free:
His valour fhewn upon our crefts to day,
Hath taught us how to cherish fuch high deeds.
Ev'n in the bosom of our adverfaries.

Lan. I thank your Grace for this high courtefie,
Which I shall give away immediately.

K. Henry. Then this remains; that we divide our Power.

You fon John, and my coufin Weftmorland,

Tow'rds York fhall bend you, with your dearest fpeed,, To meet Northumberland, and Prelate Scroop,

Who, as we hear, are bufily in arms.

My felf and You, fon Harry, will towards Wales,
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of Marche..
Rebellion in this Land fhall lofe his fway,
Meeting the check of fuch another day;
And fince this bufinefs fo far fair is done,
Let us not leave, till all our own be won.

[Exeunty

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