Enter a MESSENGER. Mess. My lord, here are letters for you. If die, brave death, when princes die with us! Enter another MESSENGER. Mess. My lord, prepare; the king comes on apace. Hot. 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 exeunt. · SCENE III.-Plain near Shrewsbury. Excursions, and Parties fighting. Alarum to the Battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and BLUNT, meeting. Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus Walter Blunt; there's honour for you: Here's 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 raggamuffins where they are peppered: there's but three of my hundred and fifty left alive; and they are for the town's end, to beg during life. But who comes here? Enter Prince HENRY. P. Hen. What, stand'st thou idle here? lend Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff Fal. O Hal, I pr'ythee, give me leave to breathe a while.-Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms, as I have done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure. P. Hen. He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. Lend me thy sword, I pr'ythee. Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt. P. Hen. Give it me: What, is it in the case? Fal. Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a city. [The Prince draws out a bottle of sack. P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest and dally now? [Throws it at him and exit. Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll 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 bonour as Sir Walter hath: Give me life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes unlooked for, [Exit. Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek and there's an end. Doug. Know then, my name is Douglas; Doug. The lord of Stafford dear to-day hath Thy likeness; for, instead of thee, king Harry, [They fight, and BLUNT is slain. Enter HOTSPUR. Hot. O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus, I never had triumph'd upon a Scot. SCENE IV.-Another part of the Field. Alarums. Excursions. Enter the KING, Prince HENRY, Prince JOHN, and WEST MORELAND. K. Hen. I pr'ythee, too. P. Hen. I do beseech your majesty, make up, My lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent. P. Hen. Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help: Doug. All's done, all's won; here breathless And heaven forbid a shallow scratch should lies the king. Hot. Where? drive [Exeunt. P. Hen. Oh! this boy Alarums.-Enter DouCLAS. Other Alarums.-Enter FALSTAFF. Fal Though I could 'scape shot-free at London, I fear the shot here; here's no scoring, [Exit. but upon the pate.--Soft! who art thou? Sir I am the Douglas, fatal to all those In resemblance. 1 piece of meat cut crossways for the gridror. That wear those colours on them.-What art So many of his shadows thou hast met, Doug. I fear thou art another counterfeit ; [They fight; the KING being in danger, enter Prince HENRY. P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou Never to hold it up again! the spirits P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy: Fare thes Ill weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk ! Is room enough;-This earth, that bears thee I should not make so dear a show of zeal :- [Exit. [He sees FALSTAFF on the ground. What! old acquaintance! could not all this flesh Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell! I could have better spar'd a better man. 01 should have a heavy miss of thee, If I were much in love with vanity. Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day, Though many dearer, in this bloody fray :Embowell'd will I see thee by and by; Till then, in blood by noble Percy lie. Fal. [Rising slowly.] Embowelled! if thou embowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder me, and eat me too, to-morrow. 'Sblood, 'twas 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 Nich-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? 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, [Stabbing him.] with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me. [Takes HOTSPUR on his back. Re-enter Prince HENRY and Prince JOHN. P. Hen. Come, brother John, full bravely hast thou flesh'd That ever said I hearken'd for your death. Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Mon P. Hen. Thou speak'st as if I would deny Hot. My name is Harry Percy. A very valiant rebel of the name. I am the prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come Enter EALSTAFF. 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 jalls. Hot. O Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my And food for- Thy maiden 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 the body down.] if your father will do me any honour SO; if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. 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 arose 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, I would make him eat a piece of my sword. P. John. This is the strangest tale that e'er I heard. ⚫ Scarf, with which he covers Percy's face. + Selt 410 FIRST PART OF KING HENRY IV. P. Hen. This is the strangest fellow, brother Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back; [A Retreat is sounded. 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. P. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find re- Ill-spirited Worcester! did we not send grace, If, like a Christian, thou hadst truly borne Act V. K. Hen. Bear Worcester to the death, and Other offenders we will pause upon.- P. Hen. The noble Scot, -lord Douglas, when he saw The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him, K. Hen. With all my heart. P. Hen. Then, brother John of Lancaster to K. Hen. Then this remains, that we divide You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland, Towards York shall bend you, with your dearest speed, Το meet Northumberland and the prelate Who, as we hear, are busily in arms : Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales, Wor. What I have done, my safety urged me Meeting the check of such another day: to ; And I embrace this fortune patiently, Since not to be avoided it fails on me. And since this business so fair is done, [Exeunt, |