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Henry IV part one

Act V, Scene 5

Another part of the field.
 
[The trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY IV, PRINCE HENRY, LORD JOHN LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMORELAND, with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners]
 
KING HENRY IV
           ,      ,       ,         ,        ,
      Thus ev|er did | rebel|lion find | rebuke.
       ,    ,           ,            2    ,           ,
      Ill-spir/ited | Worcester,| did we not | send^grace,
       ,             ,          ,        ,        ,
      Pardon,| and terms | of love | to all | of you?
             ,             ,         ,       ,   ,
      And wouldst | thou turn | our of|fers con|trary?
          ,         ,      ,         ,          ,
      Misuse | the ten|or of | thy kins|man's trust?
                ,        ,         ,       ,        ,
      Three* knights | upon | our part|y slain | today,
         ,       ,         ,   2    ,         ,
      A nob|le earl,| and ma|ny a creat|ure else,
            ,       ,           ,
      Had been | alive | this hour,   \\
           ,        ,          ,           ,       ,
      If like | a Chris|tian thou | hadst tru|ly borne
          ,          ,         ,       ,      ,
      Betwixt | our arm|ies, true | intel|ligence.
 
EARL OF WORCESTER
           ,          ,         ,       ,         ,
      What I | have done,| my safe|ty urged | me to,
          ,       ,           ,        ,       ,
      And I | embrace | this for|tune pa|tiently,
        ,    ,         2   ,            ,         ,
      Since not / to be a|voided,| it falls | on me.
 
KING HENRY IV
        ,    ,               T     T    T      ,
      Bear Worce/ster to | death, and Vern|on too:
      ,          ,        ,          ,       ,
      Other | offend|ers we | will pause | upon.
            ,          ,
      How goes | the field?  \\
 
[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded]
 
PRINCE HENRY
           ,       ,           ,         ,        ,
      The nob|le Scot | Lord^Doug|las, when | he saw
           ,        ,     .   T    T      T           ,
      The for|tune of |  the day quite turned | from him,
           ,      ,       ,          ,         ,
      The nob|le Per|cy slain,| and all | his men,
        ,          ,         ,      ,               ,
      Upon | the foot | of fear,| fled with | the rest;
           ,         ,        ,              ,    ,
      And fal|ling from | a hill,| he was / so bruised
        ,            ,       ,          ,        ,
      That the | pursu|ers took | him. At | my tent
            ,       ,       ,       ,            ,
      The Doug|las is,| and I | beseech | your grace,
         ,        ,         ,
      I may | dispose | of him.
 
KING HENRY IV
                                     ,         ,
                               With all | my heart.
 
PRINCE HENRY
             ,        ,        ,      ,        ,
      Then broth|er John | of Lan|caster,| to you
            ,    ,       ,       ,         ,
      This hon|ora|ble boun|ty shall | belong:
       ,            ,        ,       ,      ,
      Go to | the Doug|las, and | deliv|er him
       ,            ,         ,       ,          ,
      Up to | his pleas|ure, rans|omless | and free:
           ,       ,       ,           ,        ,
      His val|or shown | upon | our crests | today,
              ,         ,         ,               ,    ,
      Hath taught | us how | to cher|ish such / high deeds,
        x    2       ,       ,        ,     ,
      Even in the | bosom | of our | adver|saries.
 
LANCASTER
          ,            ,                  ,    ,     ,
      I thank | your grace | for this / high court|esy,
            ,           ,      ,       ,   2   ,
      Which I | shall give | away | immed|iately.
 
KING HENRY IV
             ,        ,           ,       ,          x
      Then this | remains:| that we | divide | our power.
       T   T    T       2    ,        ,    ,
      You son John,| and my cous|in West|moreland
                ,            ,     ,                ,         ,
      Towards^York | shall bend | you, with | your dear|est speed
           ,         ,       ,       2     ,           ,
      To meet | Northum|berland,| and the pre|late* Scroop,
       ,             ,         ,    ,        ,
      Who (as | we hear)| are bu|sily | in arms.
          ,     .   T   T   T       ,              ,
      Myself,| and you son Har|ry will | towards^Wales,
           ,            ,    x                ,         ,
      To fight | with Glen|dower, and | the Earl | of March.
         ,        ,          ,            ,         ,
      Rebel|lion in | this land | shall lose | his way,
       ,              ,          ,      ,       ,
      Meeting | the check | of such | anoth|er day:
            ,           ,     ,         ,         ,
      And since | this bus|iness | so fair | is done,
       T   .  T    T           ,         ,        ,
      Let us not leave | till all | our own | be won.
 
[Exeunt]

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