Henry IV, Part 1

by: William Shakespeare

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Enter PRINCE HENRY
PRINCE HENRY enters.

PRINCE HENRY

40What, stand’st thou idle here? Lend me thy sword.
Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,
Whose deaths are yet unrevenged. I prithee,
Lend me thy sword.

PRINCE HENRY

What, are you standing here doing nothing? Give me your sword. Many good men are lying cold and dead on the ground, with the enemy’s horses galloping over them. Their deaths have not been revenged. Come, give me your sword.

FALSTAFF

45O Hal, I prithee, give me leave to breathe awhile. Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms as I have done this day. I have paid Percy; I have made him sure.

FALSTAFF

Oh, Hal, please, give me a moment to catch my breath. No one has ever fought as heroically as I did today. I’ve killed Percy, I’ve made him safe.

PRINCE HENRY

He is indeed, and living to kill thee.
I prithee, lend me thy sword.

PRINCE HENRY

You’re right; he’s safe, and now he’s coming to kill you. Now please, give me your sword.

FALSTAFF

Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou gett’st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.

FALSTAFF

No, Hal, I swear to God! If Percy’s alive, you’re not taking my sword. But you can have my gun, if you want.

PRINCE HENRY

Give it to me. What, is it in the case?

PRINCE HENRY

Give it to me. Is it in its holster?

FALSTAFF

50Ay, Hal, ’tis hot, ’tis hot. There’s that will sack a city. ( PRINCE
HENRY draws it out and finds it to be a bottle of sack)

FALSTAFF

Yup. It’s hot, hot; it could

sack

“Sack” is a pun, meaning both “ransack” and a kind of white wine.

sack
a city. ( PRINCE HENRY opens the holster and finds a bottle of white wine)

PRINCE HENRY

What, is it a time to jest and dally now?

PRINCE HENRY

Is this a time to joke and fool around?
He throws the bottle at him.
He throws the bottle at FALSTAFF.
Exit PRINCE HENRY
PRINCE HENRY exits.

FALSTAFF

Well, if Percy be alive, I’ll pierce him. If he do come in my way, so; if he do not, if I come in his willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like not such grinning honor as Sir Walter hath. Give me life, which if I can save, so: if not, honor comes unlooked for, and there’s an end.

FALSTAFF

If Percy’s alive, I’ll pierce him. If he runs into me, fine. If he doesn’t run into me, but I run into him, let him slice me like a butcher. I don’t want the kind of honor Sir Walter has: give me life. If I manage to save my life, fine. If not, I’ll have honor that I never looked for, and that’ll be that.
Exit
He exits.