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Ton tread upon mv patience ; but, be sure,
I will from henceforth rather be myself.
Mighty, and to be feared, than my condition ;
Wmch hath been smooth as oil . soft as young down,
And therefore lost that title or respect
Which the proud soul ne'er paj^^ but to the uroud.
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PTor. Onp house, my sorereign liege, little
The scourge of greatness to be used on it ;
And that same greatness too which onr own hands
Have holp to make so portly.

North, My lord,—

K, Hen, Worcester, get thee gone, for I do see
Danger and disobedience in thine eye :
O, sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,
And majesty might never yet endure
The moody frontier of a servant brow.
You liave good leave to leave us ; when we need
Tour use and counsel we shall send for yon. —

\ExU WoR.
Ton were about to speak. [7b North.

North, Yea, my good lord.

Those prisoners in your highness name demanded,
Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,
Were, as he says, not with such strength denied
As was deliver d to your majest^r :
Either envy, therefore, or misprision,

Is gpilty of this fault, and not my son.

Hot, My liege, I did deny no prisoners.
But,.l remember, when the fight was done,
When I was dry with ra^ and extreme toil,
Breathless and faint, leanmg upon my sword,
Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly dress'd,
Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin new reaped,
Showed like a stubble-land at harvest-home ;
He was perfumed like a miiliner ;
And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he heU
A pouncet-box, wliich ever and anon
He gave his nose, and took't away again ;
Who, therewith angry, when it next came there.
Took it in snuflf: and still he smird and talk'd;
And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by.
He caird them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
To bring a slovenly unhandsome cone
Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
With many holiday and lady terms
He questioned me ; among the rest, demanded
My prisoners, in your majesty's belialf.
I then, all smarting, with my woonds being cold,
To be so pestered with a popinjay.
Out of my grief and my mipatienoe
Answer*d neglectingly, I know not what ;
He should, or should not ; — for he made me mad,
To see him shine so brisk, and smell so sweet.
And talk so like a waiting-genUewoman,
Of guns, and drama, and wounds (God save the

And telling me the 8ovreign*st thing on earth
Was parmaceti for an inward bruise ;
And that it was great pity, so it was,
Tiiat villainons saltpetre should be digg'd
Out of the bowe's of the harmless earth.
Which many a good tall fellow had dcstroy'd
80 cowardly ; and but for these vile guns
He would himself have been a soldier.
This bald unjoiut'd chat of his, my lord,
I answer'd indirectly, as I said ;
And, I beseech you, let not this report
Come current for an accusation,
Betwixt my love and your high migesty.
BkmL Ihe circumstance consider d, good my
Whaterer Harry Percy then had said
To snoh a person, and m such a place,
At such a time, with all the rest re-told,
May reasonably die, and never rise
To do him wrong, or any way impeach
What he then said, so he unsay it now.
^ Hm Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners;

But with proviso, and exception.
That we. at our own charge, shall ransom straigb
His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer;
Who, in my soul, hath wilfully betray'd
The lives of those that he did lead to fight
A^inst the great magician, damn'd Giendower;
W hose daughter, as we hear, the Earl of March
Hath lately married. Shall our cofferi then
Be emptied to redeem a traitor home ?
Shall we buy treason? and indent with feres.
When they have lost and forfeited themselves?
No, on the barren mountains let him starve;
For I shall never bold that man my friend
Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost
To ransom home revolted Mortimer.

Hot, Revolted Mortimer I
He never did fall off. my sovereign liege.
But by the chance or war; — To prove Uiat true
Needs no more but one toneue for all those wounds,
Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took.
When on the gentle Severn's sedgy bimk
In single opposition, hand to handi^
He did confound the best part of an hour
In chan^ng hardiment with great Giendower :
Three tmies they breath'd, and three times did

they drink.
Upon agreement, of swift Severn *s flood;
Who then, afirighted witl) their bloody looks,
Kan fearfully among the trembling reeds.
And hid his crisp head in tlie hollow bank,
Blood-etained with these valiant combatants.
Never did base and rotten policy
Colour her working with such deadly wounds;
Nor never could the noble Mortimer
Receive so many, and all willingly :
Then let him not be slander'd with revolt.
K, Hen, Thou dost belie him, Percy, thou doec
belie him ;
He never did encounter with Qlendower.
I tell thee,

He durst as well have met the devil alone,
As Owen Giendower for an enemy.
i Art thou not asham'd ? But, sirrah, henceforth
Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer :
Send me your prisoners with the speediest means^
Or you shall hear in such a kind finom me
As will displease you. — My Lord Northumberland,
We license your departure with your son : -
Send us your prisoners, or youll hear of it.

[Exeunt Kmg Hbnrt, Blont, ana
HoU And if the devil oome and roar for them
I will not send them : — I will at'ter straight.
And tell him so; for I will ease my heart.
Although it be with hazard of my head.
North, What, drunk with choler? stay, and
pause awhile;
Here oomes your unde.

Re-enter Worcestbr

Hot, Speak of Mortimer ?

'Zounds, I will speak of him ; and lot ray soul
Want mercy, if 1 do not join with him :
In his behalf 111 empty all these veins.
And shed my dear blood drop by drop V the dust,
But I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
As lii^h i' the air as this unthankful king
As this ingrate and cankered Bolingbroke.

North, Brother, the king luith made your
nephew mad. [7b Worcester,

Wor, Who struck this heat up, after I was gone ?

Hot. He will, forsooth, have all my prisoners f
And when I urg*d the ransom once again

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Of my wifbli brother, tiien hit cheek look'd pale ;
And on my face he tom'd an ere of death,
f rembliog even at the name of Mortimer.

War, I cannot blame him: Was he not pro-
By Richard that dead is, the next of blood ?

north. He was : I heard the proclamation :
And then it was, when the nnhappy king
I Whose wrongs m as God pardon 1) did set forth
Upon his Irish expedition ;
From whence he, mtercepted, did retom
To be depos'd, and shortly murthered.

War, And for whose ofeath, we in the world*s
wide mouth
lire scandalized, and foully spoken of.

hot. But, soft, I pray yon : Did King Richard
Proclaim my brother Mortimer
Heir to the crown ?

yorth. He did : myself did hear it.

Hot. Nay, then I cannot blame his cousin king,
rhat wish'a him on the barren mountains stanr'd.
But shall it be that you, that set the crown
Upon the head of this forgetful man.
And, for his sake, wear the detested blot
Of murtherous subornation, sbnll it be.
That you a world of curses undergo,
Being the agents, or base second means.
The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
O, pardon, if tlmt I descend so low.
To show the line and the predicament
Wherein you range under this subtle king.
Shall it, for shame, be 8|>oken in these days,
Or fill up chronicles in time to oome.
That men of your nobility and power
Did 'gage them both in an unjust behalf, —
As both of you, God pardon it I have done, —
To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose.
And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
And shall it, in more shame, be Auther spoken.
That you are foord, discarded, and shook ofif
By him for whom these shames ye underwent ?
Mo; yet time serves, wherein you may redeem
Your bftnish'd honours, and restore yourselves
Into the good thoughts of the world again :
Revenge the jeering and disdained contempt
Of this proud king; who studies, day and night,
To answer all the debt he owes unto you.
Even with the bloody payment of your deaths.
Therefore, I say,—

Wor, Peace, cousin, say no more;

And now I will nnclasp a secret book,
And to your quick-conceiving discontents
I'll read you matter deep and dangerous,
As full of peril and adventurous spirit.
As to o'erwalk a current, roaring loud.
On the unsteadfaj^t footing of a spear.

JJoL If he fall in, good night: — or sink or
swim : —
Send danger from the east mito the west,
So honour cross it from the north to south^
And let them grapple; -the blood more stir
To rouse a lion than to start a hare.

North. Imagination of some great exploit
Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.

JIat, By heaven, methinks, it were an«asy leap
To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ;
Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
Where fathom-line could never touch the ground.
And pluck up drowned honour by the locks ;
So he, that doth redeem her thence, might wear.
Without co-rival, all her dignities :
Bat out UDOB this half-fao'd iellowshipl

IV.— PART I. 877

Wor, He apprehends a world of figm-eo here.
But not the form of what ho should attend. —
Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
And list to me.

Not, I cry you mercy.

Wor, Those same noble Soota,

That are your prisoners, —

Hot. I'll keep them all ;

By heaven, he shall not have a Scot of them;
No, if a Scot would save his soul he shall not :
I'll keep them by this band.

Wor, You start away,

And lend no ear unto my purpose^;. —
Those prisoners you shall keep.

Hot, Nay, I will ; that's flat:—

He said he would not ransom Mortimer;
Forbad my tongue to speak of Mortimer ;
But I will find him when he lies asleep,
And in his ear 111 holla — Mortimer I
Nay, 111 have a starling shall be taught to speak
Nothing but Mortimer, and give it him,
To keep his anger still in motion.

Wor, Hear you, cousin ; a word.

Hot. All studies here I solemnly defy.
Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke:
And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Walos,
But that I think his fiither loves him not.
And would be glad he met with some mischance,
I'd have bini poisonM with a pot of ale.

Wor. Farewell, kinsman! I will talk to you.
When you are better tempered to attend.

north. Why, what a wasp-tongued and impatient
Art thou, to break into this woman^ mood;
Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own I

Hot, Why, look you, 1 am whipped andscoorg'd
with rods.
Nettled, and stimg with pismires, when I hear
Of this vile politician, BulingbroJce.
In Richard's time,— What dye call the place? —
A plague upon t— it is in Gloucestershire ;—
Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept;
His uncle York ; — where I first bowed my knee
Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke,
When you and he came back from Ravenspurg

JiortL At Berkley Castle.

Hot, You say true : —
Why, what a candy deal of courtesy
Tliis fawning greyhound then did proffer me!
Look, — *♦ when his infant fortune came to age,**
And, — "gentle Harry Percy," — and, '* kind
cousin,** —

O, the devil take such cozeners I QoA forgive

me I
Good uncle, tell your tale, for I have done.

Wor. Nay, if you have not, to't agam ;
Well stay your leisure.

Hot, I have done, in seoth.

Wor. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners.
Deliver them up without tneir ransom straight,
And make the Douglas' son your only mean
For powers in Scotland ; which, for divers reasons,
Which I shall send you written, be assur'd.
Will easily be granted. — You, my lord,

[7b North.
Your son in Scotland being thus employ'd,
Shall secretly into the bosom creep
Of that same noble premate, well beloT'd,
The archbishop.

Hoi. Of York, b^ not?

Wor, True; who bears hard

His brother's death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
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As what I think mfgfat be, bat what I know
Is ruminated, plotted, and set down ;
And only stays but to behold the face
Of that occasion that shall bring it on.

Hot. I smell it.
Upon my life it will do wondVous welL

Naiih, Before the game's a-foot thoa still lett*st

EoU Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot : —
And then tne power of Scotland and of York,
To join with Mortimer, ha ?

Wor, " And so they shall.

Hot* In faith, it is exceedingly well aim*d.

Woir, And 'tis no little reason bids us speed,
To save our heads by raising of a head :
For, bear ourselves as even as we can,
The king will always think him in our debt ;
And think we think ourselves unsatisfierl,


Till he hath found a time to pay ikb home.

And see already, how he doth begin

To make us strangers to his looks of Iotb.

HoU He does, he does; well be rereng^d on

For. Cousin, farewell ; — No fbrther go in this
Than I by letters shall direct your course.
When time is ripe, which will be suddenly.
I'll steal to Glendower, and Lord Mortimer ;
Where you and Douglas, and our powers at onoe
f As I will fashion it), shall happily meet,
To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms,
Which now we hold at much uncertainty.

North, Farewell, good brother: we sliall thrire
I trust.

Hot, Uncle, adieu:— O, let the hours be short.
Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport 1



SCENE I.- -Rochester. An Itm Yard,
Enter a Carrier, with a lantern in his hand,

1 Oar, Heigh ho I An't be not four by the day,
ni be hang'd: Charles' wain is over the new
chimney, and yet our horse not packed. What,
ostler I

Ost, [Witiiin,'] Anon, anon.

1 Car, I prithee, Tom, beat Cuf^ saddle, put a
fiBW flocks in the point ; the poor jade is wrung in
the withers out oi all cess.

Enter another Carrier.

2 Car. Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog,
and this is the next way to give poor jades the hots :
this house is turned upside down since Kobin ostler

1 Car, Poor fellow 1 never joved since the price
of oats rose; it was the death of him.

2 Car, I think this is the most villainous house
in all London road for fleas: I am stung like a

1 Car, Like ft tench? by the nuiss, there is
ne'er a king in Christendom could be better bit
tiian I have been since the first cock,

2 Car, Why, you will allow us ne'er a Jordan,
and then we leak in your chimney; and your
chamber-lie breeds fleas like a loach.

1 Car, What, ostler I come away, and be hanged,
come away.

2 Car. I have a gammon of bacon, and two
razes of ginger, to be delivered as far as Charing

Car, 'Odsbody I the turkeys in my paanier are
quite starved.— What, ostler I — A plague on theol
hast thou never an eye in thy head? canst not
hear? An't were not as good a deed as drink to
break the pate of thee, I am a very villain. —
Come and be hanged : — Ua^t no faith in thee ?

Enter Gadsuill.
Qada, Good morrow, carriers. What% o'clock?
1 Oar, I think it bi' two o'clock.
Gads. I prithee, lend mo thy lantern, to see my
gelding in the staMe.

1 Oar. Nay, soft, I pray ye; I know a trick
worth two of that.

Qad», I prithee, lend me thine.

2 Car, Ay. when ? canst tell ? Lend me thy
lantern quotn a?— marry, ni see thee hanged

Qada, Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to
oome to London ?

2 Car, Time enough to go to bed with a candle.
I warrant thee. — Come, neighbour Mu^, well
call up the gentlemen ; they will along with com-
pany, for they have great obarge.

[icbsMfU Carriers.
Qads, What, ho ! chamberlain t
Cham. VWiihm.] At hand, quoth pickpurse.
Qada. That's even as fair as— at buid, quoth the
chamberlain : for thou variest no more from pick-
ing of purses, than giving direction doth firom
labouring ; thou lay'st the plot how.

Enter Chamberlain.

Cham, Gh>od morrow. Master Gadshill. It
holds current that I told you yesternight : There's
a franklin in the wild of Kent bath brought three
hundred marks with him in gold : I heard him
tell it to one of his company, last night at supper :
a kind of auditor ; one that hath abundance oi
charges too, God knows what. They are ud
already, and call for eggs and butter: They will
away nresently

Qad^, Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint
NicholasiB clerks 111 give thee this neck.

Cham, No, 111 none of it : I prithee, keeji that
for the hangman; for I know thou worshii^'st
Saint Nicholas as truly as a man of fiUsehood may.

Qads, What talkest thou to me of the hangman?
if I hang, I'll make a &t pair of gallows : for if I
hang, old Sir John hangs with me; and thou
knowest he's no starveling. Tut I there are other
Trojans that thou dreamest not of, the which, for
sport sake, are content to do the profession some
grace; that would, if matters should be looked into,
for their own credit sake make all whole. I am
joined with no foot land-rakers, no long-staff, six-
penny strikers; none of these mad, mustacliio,
purple-hued malt-worms: but with nobility and
tranquillity; burgomasters and great oneyers; such
as can hold in ; such as will strike sooner than
speak, and speak sooner than drink, and drink sooner
than pray: And yet I lie; for they pray continually
to their saint, the commonwealth ; or rather not

gray to her, but nrey on her ; for they ride up and
own on her, and make her their boots.
Cham. What, the commonwealth their boots?
will she hold out water in foul way?

QadB, She will, she will; justice V^^ J^9l|<^^
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tier. We Bteai aa in a oastlef oock-sure ; we have
the receipt of fern seed, we walk invisible.

Chanu Nay, by my faith ; I think rather you
are more beholden to the night than to fern-seed,
for your walking invisible.

Qadi. Give me thy hand : thou sbalt have a
share in our porchasef as I am a true man.

Chioan. Nay, rather let me have it, as yoa are a
false thie^

Qads. Qto to ; Homo is a common name to all
men. Bid the ostler bring rav gelding out of the
ftalc^ Farewell, ye muddy knave.


SCENE 11.^7^ i7oa^6yGad8hiU.

Eittet Prince Henry and Pours; Basdolph and
Pkto, at 9om6 dUtance,
Poma. Gome, shelter, shelter : I have removed
Fabtaffs horse, and he frets likeagfummed velvet.
F.Men, Stand dose.

Enter FaLbtaff.

Fid. Poinal Poins, and be hanged ! Poins I

P. Een. Peace, ye fat-kidneyearascal ; What a
brawling dost thou keep !

Fal Where's Poins, Hal?

P. Hen, He is walked up to the top of the hill ;
111 go seek him. {Pretends to seek Poins.

FcL I am accursed to rob in that thiefs com-
pany: the rascal hath removed my horse, and
tied him I know not where. If I travel but four
foot by the squire further afoot I shall break mv
wind. Well, I doubt not but to die a fair death
for idl this, if I "scape hanging for killing that
rog^e. I have forsworn his company hourly any
time this two-and-twenty years; and yet I am
bewitched with tlie rogue's company. If the rascal
have not given me medicines to make me love him,
111 be hanged : it could not be else ; 1 have drunk
medicines. — Poins ! — Hal ! — A plague upon you
both!— Bardolphl— Petol— 111 starve, ere 111 rob
a foot further. An t were not as good a deed as
drink, to turn true man, and leave these rogues, I
am the veriest varlct that ever chewed with a
tooth. Eis^ht yards of uneven ground is threescore
and ten miles afoot with me; and the stony-hearted
Tillains know it well enough : A plague upon t,
when thieves cannot be true one to another ! \jrhey
wkisth.] Whew I — A plague light upon you all I
Qive me my horse, you rogues; give me my horse,
and be hanged.

P. Hen, Peace, ye fat guts 1 lie down; lay thine
ear close to the ground, and list if thou canst hear
the tread of travellers.

FaL Have you any levers to lift me np again,
leing down? '^>bIood, 111 not bear mine own

IV.— PART L 879

Fed. So 1 do, against my wiIL

Paina, 0, 'tis our setter: I know bis Toioe.

Enter Bardolph.

Bard, What news?

Gttda. Case ye, case ye; on with your visoTs;
there's money of the king's coming down the hill;
'tis going to the king's exchequer.

FaL You lie, you rogue ; 'tis going to the king's

Qofis. There's enough to make us all.

Fal, To be hanged.

P. Hen, You four shall firontthem in the narrow
lane; Ned and I vrill walk lower: if they 'scape
fi*om your encounter, then they light on us.

Peio, How manv be there of them ?

Qads. Some eight or ten.

FaL Zounds 1 will they not rob us?

P. Hen, What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?

FaL Indeed, 1 am not John of Gaunt, your
grandfather : but yet no coward, Hal.

P. Hen, We'll leave that to the proof.

Poma. Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the
hedge; when thou need*st him, there thou shal^
find him. Farewell, and stand fast

FaL Now cannot I strike him if I should Jbe

P. Hen, Ned, where are our disguises?

Poins, Here, hard by ; stand close.

[Exeunt P. Hemrt and Ponro.

FaL Now, my masters, happy man be his dole,
say I ; every man to his business.

Enter Travellers.

1 TVoo. Come, neighbour ; the boy shall lead
our horses down the hill : well walk afoot awhile,
and ease our legs.

Thieves. Stand.

TrwD, Jesu bless us I

FaL Strike; down with them ; out the villain^'
throats: Ah I whoreson caterpillars! bacon n»d
knaves! they hate us youth: down with thcdi:
fleece them.

1 Tr^w. 0, we are undone, both we and ours, ior

FaL Hang ye, gorbelliod knaves ; Are ye un-
done ? No, ve fat chufl^ ; I would your store were
here! On, bacons^ on ! What, ye knaves, younsr
men must live: You are grand-jurors, are ye?
We II jure ye, i'faith.

{Exeunt Faus., <fec., Awng t^ Travellers otrf.

Re-enter Prince Henry ami Poms,

P. H, The tJueves have bound the true men :

Now could thou and 1 rob the thieves, and go

merrily to London, it would be argument for a

week, laughter for a month, andagoodjfst forever.

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Ihe thieres aro scattered, and posseas'd with (mr
So stronglj, that they dare not meet each other ;
Each takes his fellow for an officer.
Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death,
And lards the lean earth as he walks along :
Were*t not for laughing, I should pitj him.
Pom$, How the rogueroar*dI [Exeunt.

A /2nom in the

SCENE IIL— Warkworth.

Enter Hotspur, reading a letter,

" Bat, for mine own part, my lord, I could

be well contented to be there, in respect of the
love I bear your house." — He could be contented,—
Why is he not then? In respect of the love he
bears our house :— he shows in this, he loves his
own bam better than he loves our house. Let me
•ee some more. *' The purpose you undertake is dan-
gerous ;"— Why, that's certain ; 'tis dangerous to
take a cold, to sleep, to drink : but 1 tell yon, mj
lord fjol, out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this
flower, safetv. ** The purpose you nndcrtake is
dangerous ; tne friends you nave named uncertain ;
the time itself unsurted ; and your whole plot too
light for the counterpoise of so great an opposi-
tion."— Say you so, say you so V I say unto you
again, you are a shallow, cowardly hind, and you
lia. What a kck-brain is this I I protest, our
plot is as good a plot as ever wa:^ laid ; our triends
true and constant : a good plot, good friends, and
full of expectation ; an excellent plot, very good
friends. W^hat a firosty-splrited rogue is this I
Why, my lord of York commends the plot and the
general course of the action. By this hand, if I
were now by this rascal I could brain him with his
lady's (an. Is there not my father, my uncle, and
myself? Lord Edmund Mortimer, my L«»rd of
York, and Owen Glendower? Is tliere not,
besides, the Douglas? Have I not all their
letters, to meet me in arms by the nimli of the
next month? and are they not, some of them, set
forward alreadv ? What a pagan rascal is this !
an infidel ! llal you shall see now, in very sin-
oeritv of fear and cold heart, will he to the king
and lay open all our proceedings. O, I could
divide myself and go to buffets, for moving such
a dish ot skimmed milk with so honourable an
action I Hung himt Let him tell the king:
We ace prepared : I will set forward to-night.

Enter Lady Percy.

How now, Kate? I must leave yon within these
two hours.
Ixidy, O, my good lord, why are yon thus alone?
For what offence have I, this fortnight, been
A bani:»h'd woman from my Harry 'r> bed?
Tell me, sweet h>rd, what is*t that takes fiom thee
Thy stomach, pleasure, and thy golden sleep?
Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth;
And start so often u hen thou sitt st alone ?
Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks;

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