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 I be believed, so; if not, let them, that should reward valour, bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll take it I 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.

bus 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.

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The Trumpets sound. Enter King HENRY, Prince HENRY, Prince JOHN, WESTMORELAND, and and Others,

with WORCESTER and VERNON, Prisoners.

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K. Hen. Thus ever

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Ill-spirited Worcester ! did we not send grace,

Pardon, and terms of love to all of you? +

And would'st thou turn our offers contrary?
Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust?
Three knights upon our party slain to-day,
A noble earl, and many a creature else,
Had been alive this hour,

If, like a christian, thou hadst truly borne
Betwixt our armies true intelligence..

Wor. What I have done, my safety urg'd me to;

And I embrace this fortune patiently,

Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

K. Hen. Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon

too:

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, ransomeless, and free;

His valour, shown upon our crests to-day,

+ Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds,

Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

K. Hen. Then this remains, that we divide our

power.

You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland,

Towards York shall bend you, with your dearest speed, To meet Northumberland, and the prelate Scroop,

+ "Hath shown us" MALONE.

Who, as we hear, are busily in arms:

Myself, -and you, son Harry, will towards Wales,
To fight with Glendower, and the earl of March.
Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
Meeting the check of such another day:
And since this business so fair is done,
Let us not leave till all our own be won.

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[Exeunt.

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