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The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.
[Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, and DOUGLAS]
HOTSPUR
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Well said,| my nob|le Scot,| if speak|ing truth
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In this / fine age,| were not | thought
flat/tery,
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Such^at|tribu|tion should | the Doug|las have,
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As not | a sol|dier of | this seas|on's stamp,
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Should go | so gene|ral cur|rent through | the
world.
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By heaven | I can|not flat|ter: I | defy
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The tongues | of sooth|ers. But | a brav|er place
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In my / heart's love,| hath no | man than |
yourself.
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Nay, task me | to my word:| approve | me lord.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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Thou art the | king of | honor: \\
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No man | so pot|ent breathes | upon | the ground,
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But I will | beard him. \\
[Enter a Messenger with letters]
HOTSPUR
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Do so,| and 'tis | well. What | letters | hast
there?
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I can | but thank | you.
MESSENGER
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These letters | come from | your fath||er.
HOTSPUR
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Letters | from him?
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Why comes | he not | himself?
MESSENGER
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He can|not come,| my lord,
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He is griev|ous sick.
HOTSPUR
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How? Has / he the | leisure | to be sick now,
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In such | a rust|ling time?| Who* leads | his
power?
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Under | whose^gov|ernment | come they | along?
MESSENGER
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His let|ters bear | his mind,| not I | his mind.
EARL OF WORCESTER
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I prith|ee tell | me, doth | he keep | his bed?
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He did,| my lord,| four days ere | I set forth:
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And at | the time | of my | depart|ure thence,
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He was / much feared | by his | physi|cians.
EARL OF WORCESTER
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I would | the state | of time | had first | been
whole,
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Ere he | by sick|ness had | been vis|ited:
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His health | was nev|er bet|ter worth | than now.
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Sick now? Droop | now? This | sickness | doth
infect
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The ve|ry life-|blood of | our ent|erprise,
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'Tis catch|ing hith|er, ev|en to / our camp.
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He writes me | here, that | inward | sickness,
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And that | his friends | by dep|uta|tion
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Could not so soon be drawn: nor did he think it
meet, ????
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To lay | so dang|erous | and dear | a trust
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On an|y soul | removed,| but on | his own.
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Yet doth | he give | us bold | advert|isement,
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That with | our small | conjunc|tion we | should
on,
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To see | how for|tune is | disposed | to us:
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For, as | he writes,| there^is | no quail|ing
now,
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Because | the king | is cert|ainly | possessed
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Of all | our pur|poses.| What say | you to it?
EARL OF WORCESTER
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Your fath|er's sick|ness is | a maim | to us.
HOTSPUR
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A per|ilous gash,| a ve|ry limb | lopped^off:
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And yet,| in faith,| it is not | his pres|ent
want
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Seems^more | than we | shall find it.
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Were it good,|| to set | the ex/act wealth
| of all | our states
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All at one cast?| To set | so rich | a main
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On the / nice haz|ard of / one doubt|ful hour,
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It were / not good:| for there|in should | we
read
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The ve|ry bot|tom, and | the soul | of hope,
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The ve|ry list,| the ve|ry ut|most^bound
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Of all | our for|tunes.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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Faith,| and so | we should,
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Where now | remains | a sweet | rever|sion.
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We may | boldly | spend, u|pon the | hope
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Of what | is to | come^in: \\
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A com|fort of | retire|ment lives | in this.
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A ren|dezvous,| a home | to fly | unto,
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If that | the devil | and mis|chance look big
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Upon | the maid|enhead | of our | affairs.
EARL OF WORCESTER
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But yet | I would | your fath|er had / been here:
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The qual|ity | and hair | of our | attempt
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Brooks no divis|ion: it | will be thought
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By some,| that know | not why / he is | away,
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That wis|dom, loy|alty,| and mere | dislike
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Of our | proceed|ings, kept | the earl | from
hence.
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And think,| how such | an ap|prehen|sion
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May* turn | the tide | of fear|ful fac|tion,
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And breed | a kind | of ques|tion in | our cause:
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For well | you know,| we of | the of|fering side,
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Must keep | aloof | from strict | arbit|rement,
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And stop all sight-|holes, eve|ry loop,| from
whence
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The eye | of reas|on may / pry in | upon us:
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This ab|sence of your | father's | draws a |
curtain,
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That shows | the ig|norant | a kind | of fear,
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Before | not dreamt | of.
HOTSPUR
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You strain | too far.
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I rath|er of | his ab|sence make | this use:
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It lends | a luster,| and more | great o|pinion,
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A larg|er dare | to your / great ent|erprise,
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Than if | the earl | were here:| for men | must
think,
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If we | without | his help,| can make | a head
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To push | against | a king|dom; with | his help,
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We shall | oreturn | it top|sy-tur|vy down:
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Yet^all goes well,| yet all | our joints | are
whole.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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As heart | can think: \\
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There is / not such | a
word | spoke of in | Scotland,
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As this | dream of
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[Enter SIR RICHARD VERNON]
HOTSPUR
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My cous|in Ver|non, wel|come by | my soul.
VERNON
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Pray* God | my news | be worth | a wel|come,
lord.
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The Earl | of Westmore|land, sev|en thous|and
strong,
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Is march|ing hith|erwards,| with Prince John.
HOTSPUR
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No harm:| what more?
VERNON
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And furth|er, I | have learned,
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The king | himself | in pers|on is / set forth,
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Or hith|erwards | intend|ed spee|dily,
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With strong | and migh|ty pre|para|tion.
HOTSPUR
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He shall | be wel|come too.
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Where is | his son,
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The nim|ble-foot|ed mad|cap, Prince of Wales,
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And his / comrades,| that daffed | the world |
aside,
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And bid | it pass?
VERNON
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All furn|ished, all | in arms,
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All plumed | like est|ridges,| that with | the
wind
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Baited | like eag|les, hav|ing late|ly bathed,
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Glittering | in gold|en coats,| like im|ages,
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As full | of spir|it as | the month | of May,
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And gor|geous as | the sun | at mid|summer,
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Wanton | as youth|ful goats,| wild as young
bulls.
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I saw | young Har/ry with | his beav|er on,
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His cush|es on | his thighs,| gallant|ly armed,
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Rise from | the ground | like feath|ered
Mer|cury,
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And vault|ed with / such ease | into | his seat,
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As if | an ang|el dropped | down from | the
clouds,
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To turn | and wind | a fie|ry Peg|asus,
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And witch | the world | with nob|le
horse|manship.
HOTSPUR
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No more,| no more,
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worse than | the sun | in
March:
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This praise | doth nour|ish ag|ues:* Let | them
come.
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They come | like sacrifi|ces in | their trim,
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And to the | fire-eyed maid | of smo|ky war,
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All hot, and bleed|ing, will | we of|fer them:
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The mail|ed Mars | shall on | his al|tar sit
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Up to | the ears | in blood.| I am | on fire,
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To hear | this rich | repris|al is / so nigh,
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And yet | not ours.| Come, let | me take | my
horse,
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Who is | to bear | me like | a thund|erbolt,
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Against | the bos|om of | the Prince | of Wales.
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Harry | to Har|ry, shall | not horse | to horse
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Meet, and | nere* part,| till one | drop down a
corse:
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Oh, that *Glen|dower | were come.
VERNON
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There is / more news:
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I learned | in Worce|ster, as | I rode | along,
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He can|not draw | his power | this four|teen*
days.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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That's the | worst tid/ings that | I hear | of
yet.
WORCESTER
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Aye by | my faith,| that bears | a fros|ty sound.
HOTSPUR
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What may | the king's | whole battle reach |
unto?
VERNON
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To thir|ty thous|and.
HOTSPUR
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For|ty let | it be,
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My fath|er and / Glendower | being both | away,
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The powers | of us,| may serve | so great | a
day.
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Come, let | us take | a must|er speed|ily:
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Doomsday is near;| die^all,| die mer/rily.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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Talk not of dy|ing, I | am out | of fear
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Of death,| or death's | hand, for this | one-half
year.
[Exeunt]