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Another part of the field.
[Alarum. Excursions. Enter PRINCE HENRY, LORD JOHN OF LANCASTER, and EARL OF
WESTMORELAND]
KING HENRY IV
I prithee Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleedst too much: Lord John of
Lancaster, go you with him.
LANCASTER
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Not I,| my lord,| unless | I did / bleed too.
PRINCE HENRY
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I be|seech your | maje|sty make up,
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Lest your | retire|ment do | amaze | your
friends.
KING HENRY IV
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I will / do so: \\
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My Lord | of West|moreland | lead him | to his
tent.
WESTMORELAND
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Come my | lord, I'll | lead you | to your | tent.
PRINCE HENRY
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Lead me | my lord?| I do / not need | your help;
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And God | forbid | a shal|low scratch | should
drive
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The Prince | of Wales | from such | a field | as
this,
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Where stained | nobil|ity | lies trodden on,
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And reb|els' arms | triumph | in mas|sacres.
LANCASTER
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We breathe | too* long:| come cousin
West|moreland,
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Our du|ty this | way* lies,| for heaven's sake
come.
[Exeunt LANCASTER and WESTMORELAND]
PRINCE HENRY
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By heaven | thou hast | deceived | me Lan|caster,
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I did | not^think | thee lord | of such | a
spirit:
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Before,| I loved | thee as | a broth|er, John;
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But now,| I do | respect | thee as | my soul.
KING HENRY IV
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I saw | him hold | Lord Per/cy at | the point,
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With lust|ier maint|enance | than I | did look ||
for
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Of | such an | ungrown war|rior.
PRINCE HENRY
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O this | boy, lends met|tle to | us all.
[Exit. Enter DOUGLAS]
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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Anoth|er king?| They grow | like^Hy|dra's heads:
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I am | the Doug|las, fat|al to / all those
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That wear | those* col|ors on | them. What | art
thou
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That count|erfeitst | the pers|on of | a king?
KING HENRY IV
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The king | himself:| who Doug|las grieves | at
heart
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So ma|ny of | his shad|ows thou | hast met,
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And not | the ve|ry king.| I have / two boys
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Seek Per/cy and | thyself | about | the field:
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But seeing | thou fallst | on me | so luck|ily,
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I will | assay | thee: so | defend | thyself.
EARL OF DOUGLAS
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I fear | thou art | anoth|er count|erfeit:
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And yet | in faith | thou bearst | thee like | a
king:
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But mine | I am sure | thou art,| whoere | thou
be,
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And thus | I win thee. \\
[They fight. KING HENRY being in danger, PRINCE HENRY enters]
PRINCE HENRY
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Hold up thy | head vile Scot,| or thou | art like
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Never | to hold | it up | again:| the spirits
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Of val|iant Shir|ley, Staf|ford, Blunt,| are in
my arms; ??
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It is | the Prince | of Wales | that threat|ens
thee,
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Who nev|er prom|iseth,| but he means | to pay.
[They fight: DOUGLAS flies]
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Cheerly | my lord:| how fares | your grace?|
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Sir Nich|olas Gaw|sey hath | for suc|cor sent,
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And so | hath Clif|ton: I'll | to Clif|ton
straight.
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Stay, and | breathe a|while. \\
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Thou hast redeemed | thy lost | opin|ion,
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And showed | thou makst | some tend|er of | my
life
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In this / fair res|cue thou | hast brought | to
me.
PRINCE HENRY
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O heaven,| they did | me too | much in|jury,
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That ev|er said | I heark|ened for | your death.
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If it | were so,| I might | have let | alone
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The insult|ing hand | of Doug|las ov|er you,
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Which would | have been | as spee|dy in | your
end,
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As all | the pois|onous po|tions in | the world,
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And saved | the treach|erous lab|or of | your
son.
KING HENRY IV
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Make up to | Clifton,| I'll to Sir | Nicholas |
Gawsey.
[Exit. Enter HOTSPUR]
HOTSPUR
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If I mis|take not, thou | art Har|ry Mon||mouth.
PRINCE HENRY
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Thou speakst | as if | I would | deny | my name.
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My name is Har|ry Pe|rcy.
PRINCE HENRY
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Why then | I see || a ve|ry val|iant reb|el of
| that name.
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I am the | Prince of | Wales, and | think not |
Percy,
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To share | with me | in glo|ry an|y more:
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Two* stars | keep^not | their mo|tion in / one
sphere, ??
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Nor can | one^Eng|land brook | a doub|le reign,
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Of Har|ry Per|cy, and | the Prince | of Wales.
HOTSPUR
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Nor shall | it Har|ry, for | the hour | is come
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To end | the one | of us;| and would | to heaven,
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Thy name | in arms,| were now | as great | as
mine.
PRINCE HENRY
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I'll make | it great|er, ere | I part | from thee,
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And all | the bud|ding hon|ors on | thy crest,
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I'll crop,| to make | a garl|and for | my head.
HOTSPUR
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I can | no long|er brook | thy van|ities.
[They fight. Enter FALSTAFF]
FALSTAFF
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 falls]
HOTSPUR
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Oh Har|ry, thou | hast robbed | me of | my youth:
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I bet|ter brook | the loss | of brit|tle life,
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Than those / proud tit|les thou | hast won | of
me,
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They wound | my thoughts | worse, than | the
sword | my flesh:
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But thought's | the slave | of life,| and life,
time's fool;
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And time,| that takes | survey | of all | the
world,
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Must have a stop.| O, I | could proph|esy,
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But that | the earth,| and the / cold hand | of
death,
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Lies on | my tongue:| no Per|cy, thou | art dust
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And food for-- \\
[Dies]
PRINCE HENRY
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For worms,| brave Per/cy. Fare|well great heart:
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Ill-weav/ed am|bition,| how much | art thou
shrunk?
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When that | this bo|dy did | contain | a spirit,
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A king|dom for | it was / too small | a bound:
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But now | two pac/es of | the vil|est earth
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Is room | enough.| This earth | that bears | the
dead,
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Bears not alive | so* stout | a gent|leman.
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If thou | wert sens|ible | of court|esy,
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I should | not make | so dear | a show | of zeal.
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But let | my fav|ors hide | thy mang|led face,
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And ev|en in thy | behalf,| I'll thank | myself
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For do|ing these / fair rites | of tend|erness.
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Adieu,| and take | thy praise | with thee | to
heaven,
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Thy ig|nomi|ny sleep | with thee | in the grave,
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But not | remem|bered in | thy ep|itaph.
[He sees FALSTAFF on the ground]
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What? Old acquaint|ance? Could | not^all | this
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Keep in a lit|tle life?| Poor* Jack,| farewell:
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I could | have bet|ter spared | a bet|ter man.
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O, I | should have | a hea|vy miss | of thee,
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If I | were much | in love | with van|ity.
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Death hath | not struck | so fat | a deer | today,
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Though ma|ny dear|er in | this bloo|dy fray:
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Embow|elled will | I see | thee by | and by.
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Till then,| in blood,| by nob|le Per|cy lie.
[Exit PRINCE HENRY]
FALSTAFF
Embowelled? If thou embowel me today, I'll give you leave to powder me, and
eat me too tomorrow. 'Twas time to counterfeit, or that hot
termagant Scot, had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I 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 valor, is discretion; in the which better
part, I have saved my life. 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, with a
new wound in your thigh, come you along with me.
[Stabbing him. Takes up HOTSPUR on his back. Enter PRINCE HENRY and LORD
JOHN OF LANCASTER]
PRINCE HENRY
Come brother John, full bravely hast thou fleshed thy maiden sword.
LANCASTER
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But soft,| who have | we here? \\
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Did you not | tell me | this fat man | was dead?
PRINCE HENRY
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I did,| I saw | him dead, \\
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Breathless,| and bleed|ing on | the ground:| Art
thou | alive?
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Or is it | fantasy | that plays | upon | our
eye|sight? (hex with prev)
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I prith|ee speak,| we will | not trust | our eyes
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Without | our ears.| thou art | not what | thou
seemst.
FALSTAFF
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, if your father will do me any honor, so:
if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either earl or
duke, I can assure you.
PRINCE HENRY
Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.
FALSTAFF
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 be believed, so: if not,
let them that should reward valor, bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll
take it 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 sword.
LANCASTER
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This is | the stran|gest tale | that ever | I
heard.
PRINCE HENRY
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This is | the stran|gest fel|low, broth|er John.
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Come^bring | your lug|gage nob|ly on | your back:
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For my | part, if | a lie | may do | thee grace,
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I'll gild | it with | the hap|piest terms | I
have.
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The trump|ets sound | retreat,| the day | is
ours:
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Come brother, let's | to the high|est of | the
field,
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To see | what friends | are liv|ing, who | are
dead.
[Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and LANCASTER]
FALSTAFF
I'll follow as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, heaven reward him.
If I do grow great again, I'll grow less? For I'll purge, and leave sack, and live
cleanly, as a nobleman should do.
[Exit]