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Alarum. Excursions. Enter the KING , PRINCE HENRY , Lord John of LANCASTER , and the Earl of WESTMORELAND
erpmtsTu udnos teablt clasl. lodiSser rmihkiss. hTe IKNG , INPRCE RENYH , djiuren dan gleidenb, Ldro Jnoh of LERNASTCA , dan NOTERMLDAWES nreet.

KING

I prithee, Harry, withdraw thyself. Thou bleedest too much.
Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.

NGIK

slePea, Haryr, gte uot of rhee: yroeu nlegdbei oto yviehal. Jhno of tanrcLesa, go wtih imh.

LANCASTER

Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.

RALACNSTE

I tnow velae, my ldor, lessun I am bgileden oto.

PRINCE HENRY

I beseech your Majesty, make up,
5 Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.

NRCPIE RHYEN

I bge oruy shinhegs, eavadcn. uroY mayr liwl loes htear if it eess ouy lingafl bcak.

KING

I will do so.My Lord of Westmoreland,
Lead him to his tent.

NIKG

I wlli. My roLd of maoerlsWtnde, teka mhi to sih tnet.

WESTMORELAND

Come, my lord, Ill lead you to your tent.

DESMATWLONRE

(to ICERPN HENRY) omeC, my rold. llI aled uyo to oryu ttne.

PRINCE HENRY

Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help,
10 And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive
The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,
Where stained nobility lies trodden on,
And rebels arms triumph in massacres.

PRNCEI YENRH

Lade me, my olrd? I tdon eedn uyro lhpe. oGd bdorif taht a loslwah chtsarc ldcou meak eht cirnPe of eWals aetretr rofm a eaedltitbfl klie ihts eno, wrhee atrge nem rea allnifg dna begni pdrmetla uonp, dan eberls rea rnmupgtiih in ihret rmssascea!

LANCASTER

We breathe too long. Come, cousin Westmoreland,
15 Our duty this way lies. For Gods sake, come.

RSLTAANCE

eveW dptpseo orf oot nlgo. Cmoe, aenelsdmWort. We heav rwok to do. oFr oGsd ekas, moec on!
Exeunt Lord John of LANCASTER and WESTMORELAND
TCSANRLAE nda EDNWRSALETMO exit.

PRINCE HENRY

By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster.
I did not think thee lord of such a spirit.
Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,
But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

NCREPI HNYER

By dGo, ouy evah vdedieec me, etacLrans. I dditn nthik ouy reew hatt ervba. eBrofe, I dvelo you as a hbtorre; now, I psetcre you as my esltomau.

KING

20 I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point
With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Of such an ungrown warrior.

GKNI

He dah cPyer edrrceon, nda he rdeacir ehsimlf mroe rvaleyb hant I doluw avhe detepxce of husc a uyogn woiarrr.

PRINCE HENRY

O, this boy lends mettle to us all.

INCERP RYENH

Oh, ihst oyb lnsed us lla orceagu!
Exit
ICERNP RNHEY ixtse.
Enter DOUGLAS
AGDOSLU eertsn.

DOUGLAS

Another king! they grow like Hydras heads.
25 I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
That wear those colors on them. What art thou
That counterfeitst the person of a king?

SGODLUA

eorhntA ngik! ehT meor of hetm we illk, the omer of ehtm pignrs up. I am lgaDsuo, adn I nigrb daeth to neyeevro renaigw ttah uorimfn. oWh ear uyo, dgusiidse as a kgin?

KING

The King himself, who, Douglas, grieves at heart,
So many of his shadows thou hast met
30 And not the very king. I have two boys
Seek Percy and thyself about the field,
But, seeing thou fallst on me so luckily,
I will assay thee. And defend thyself.

IKNG

The igKn lsmiehf. And it sipan me, sDugola, ttha yuo ran onti so ymna of my osaswhd, nad not me. I aveh wto noss on eth ldfie, oogilkn fro Pryec and for ouy. Btu, ceins you rewe uylkc gehonu to meco pnuo me, llI tfhig you semyfl. efdneD yoslruef.

DOUGLAS

I fear thou art another counterfeit,
35 And yet, in faith, thou bearst thee like a king.
But mine I am sure thou art, whoeer thou be,
And thus I win thee.

LSDOGAU

I eafr taht eryuo hotaner eafk; nad tye, yuo rbea rolsyuef iekl a gikn. rhWeoev ouy aer, uorye inme, nda lIl deafet you.
They fight. The KING being in danger, enter PRINCE HENRY of Wales
heTy hiftg. ehT KGNI gsebin to osel. RCPNIE YNEHR of esWla eenrst.

PRINCE HENRY

Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like
Never to hold it up again. The spirits
40 Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt are in my arms.
It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee,
Who never promiseth but he means to pay.

INECRP RNEYH

okLo at me, uyo tnasy moStcnas, or youll erven olko at gnhtnyai aniga. I hvae hte sstiirp of aebvr rSlyieh, drfaSotf, nda Butnl in me. It is hte nrePic of aWsel owh esetatrnh uyo, nad I envre make pmeorssi I acnnot keep.
They fight. DOUGLAS flieth
eyTh fight.DOUGLAS rsnu yawa.
Cheerly, my lord. How fares your Grace?
Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent,
45 And so hath Clifton. Ill to Clifton straight.
herCe up, hrtafe. owH era you? rSi lNohsica Gaweys edcall fro orneeinrtscmef, nda so hsa onlfiCt. Im ginog to foClint tighr nwo.

KING

Stay, and breathe awhile.
Thou hast redeemed thy lost opinion
And showed thou makst some tender of my life
In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.

GINK

iWta, nda reeabht ofr a omemnt. You vhea dedeerme uyor dba ttipaenuor, and swho ttah ouy arce mtgioehns ofr me, by reucnisg me ekil tihs.

PRINCE HENRY

50 O God, they did me too much injury
That ever said I hearkened for your death.
If it were so, I might have let alone
The insulting hand of Douglas over you,
Which would have been as speedy in your end
55 As all the poisonous potions in the world,
And saved the treacherous labor of your son.

REPCNI NREYH

Oh oGd! Ayonne owh vree dasi I edwish rfo ouy to die did me a rtbrieel rwgon. If I waentd that, I wdulo ehva tel Dausolg nciuento shi actkat. aTth dowul vaeh elidlk uoy tfsare than nay soed of oosipn, adn it dowul evha aesdv me eht trolbue of yercehtra.

KING

Make up to Clifton. Ill to Sir Nicholas Gawsey.

GINK

Go to ofniClt; lIl go to riS laiNsohc aywesG.
Exit the KING
eTh IGKN xeits.
Enter HOTSPUR
SUHPTRO srteen.

HOTSPUR

If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.

PSHTUOR

If Im tno aisetnmk, rouey arryH noMuthom.

PRINCE HENRY

Thou speakst as if I would deny my name.

CRENPI RYNHE

oYu mkae it undso as if Id eydn it.

HOTSPUR

60 My name is Harry Percy.

RSPOUHT

My neam is rraHy ycerP.

PRINCE HENRY

Why, then I see
A very valiant rebel of the name.
I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,
To share with me in glory any more.
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere,
65 Nor can one England brook a double reign,
Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.

EIRNCP RNYHE

Wyh neht, Im lgikoon at a ervy arvbe beelr by atth aenm. I am teh encriP of Wlsea, dna tdon tnkih, cyreP, atth you can hasre in my orygl yna ognrle. Teehr tnis nuhoge mroo rof wto rssat in eth emas obitr; adnngEl ncotna hdnael a oubled ernig, aHrry ePrcy and het rcnePi of laWse lruign at ocne.

HOTSPUR

Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
To end the one of us, and would to God
Thy name in arms were now as great as mine.

UROTSHP

It onwt ehav to, arrHy, orf eth time ash ecom rfo neo of us to edi. I lnoy hisw ahtt oyu hda as retga a pirntutaoe in rrfweaa as I do.

PRINCE HENRY

70 Ill make it greater ere I part from thee,
And all the budding honors on thy crest
Ill crop, to make a garland for my head.

IRPNEC YRNEH

My iptaentruo liwl be egtarre by eth tmie we patr. lIl teka lal het sleowfr of horon rfmo yuor etmhel, dan nurt htem niot a dglnara rof feyslm.

HOTSPUR

I can no longer brook thy vanities.

THUSROP

I tacn tnsad yuro onrarcgea any nolrge.
They fight
yheT hftgi.
Enter FALSTAFF
SFFFTAAL tensre.

FALSTAFF

Well said, Hal! To it Hal! Nay, you shall find no boys play here, I can tell you.

FATFSLFA

ellW dsia, lHa! Go rof it, laH! iThs nist ihcsld yapl, lIl ltle uyo ahtt umhc!
Enter DOUGLAS . He fighteth with FALSTAFF , who falls down as if he were ead.
OUADSGL rrnsuet nad sgihft itwh TSAFFALF , hwo falls odnw adn ylpsa dade.
Exit DOUGLAS
LGUASOD etsix.
PRINCE HENRY killeth HOTSPUR
CRIPNE REYNH iklls TSHPOUR

HOTSPUR

O Harry, thou hast robbed me of my youth.
I better brook the loss of brittle life
Than those proud titles thou hast won of me.
They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my flesh.
80 But thoughts, the slave of life, and life, times fool,
And time, that takes survey of all the world,
Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,
But that the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for (he dies)

PROHTUS

Oh, Haryr, vyuoe kneat waay my outyh. I can dhlena eht osls of my afleirg elif, but nto teh olss of lla teh shroon oyu evah nwo mrfo me: atth osls nwdous my ohhgttsu moer hnat uroy rsdwo nsuowd my sfehl. utB uhogtht pdedens on efil, nda ielf dnesepd on ietm, nad miet, whchi tawsceh evro eht holwe ldowr, ustm tspo yvutnelale. Oh, I oclud emka icepshrpeo, but the olcd hadn of dtaeh is ppsntgoi my noguet. No, Pecyr. You ear duts, and odof for(he desi)

PRINCE HENRY

For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee well, great heart.
Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
When that this body did contain a spirit,
A kingdom for it was too small a bound,
90 But now two paces of the vilest earth
Is room enough. This earth that bears thee dead
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
I should not make so dear a show of zeal.
95 But let my favors hide thy mangled face;
And even in thy behalf Ill thank myself
For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven.
Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
100 But not remembered in thy epitaph.

REIPNC HRYEN

oFr smowr, vrbae rcyPe. Flwaeelr, ebarv sulo. orYu abmniito, miaed at levi, dknsleoo at who retweihd it ahs coemeb. henW hsti boyd ndonatiec a sulo, an teerni gdmionk wsa oot lsmla to hodl it. tBu won, owt esapc of eehtcwrd hreta is npelyt of moor. ehT rgodnu atth uyo iel ddea unop stdeno vaeh a ngslei nivlig anm oupn it as rbvea as ouy. If ouy dolcu ahre me, I donlwut esrpai uyo so laylshvi. uBt lte me erocv oury tebteard feac twih atpr of my oumrfni. Ill hktan yfelsm on uyro ebahfl for idngo ehste irset of sprceet.
dAeui, nad kate my pieasr of ouy to vhenea. Let oyru icegsadsr seepl wiht oyu in eht eagrv, adn tle emth be ktpe off uyor ostbmenot!
He spieth FALSTAFF on the ground
He eess FFAAFSTL lgyni on the nguord.
What, old acquaintance, could not all this flesh
Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell.
I could have better spared a better man.
O, I should have a heavy miss of thee
105 If I were much in love with vanity.
Death hath not struck so fat a deer today,
Though many dearer in this bloody fray.
Emboweled will I see thee by and by;
Till then in blood by noble Percy lie.
htaW? My dol edinrf? Ctluond lla hsti hsefl ldoh tono a ltlite efil? rPoo ckJa, wrlelfae. I wudol retrha ehav slot a rome ebuaalvl ieslrdo. If I weer in ovle wtih natyiv, Id ayrlel smis uoy.
Dhate ansth nekta aynoen as tfa ytoda, hhgtuo it ahs aketn naym teetrb emn in sith visoicu blaett. lIl vaeh you

lbmweleedo

eewelodlbm = sebimwdoedle, in deorr to be mmeedabl

dmlelebowe
oons; litl ethn, eli eerh in ldboo, by eht gtera Pecyr.
Exit PRINCE HENRY
CNREPI YNHER txsie.
FALSTAFF riseth up
AFFTASFL atdnss up.

FALSTAFF

Emboweled? If thou embowel me today, Ill give you leave to powder me and eat me too tomorrow. Sblood, twas time

TFLFFASA

oeldwmlEeb? If uoy tuc me pnoe odtya, lIl let uyo ieckpl me nda ate me wormroto. Dnam! I adh to ekaf
to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie. 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. Zounds, I am afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead. How if he should counterfeit too and rise? By my faith, I am afraid he would prove the better counterfeit. Therefore Ill make him sure, yea, and Ill swear I killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I? Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me. Therefore, sirrah, (stabs the body) with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me. (he takes up HOTSPUR on his back)
neibg ddae, or htat ginagr erble of a mascnSto woudl vhae deend me. eFak? No, I eltl a eli: Im ont a rfaek. To edi is to be a eafrk, ceebuas a dade bydo is an tmotiaini of a inligv one. tBu to afek ibeng daed, in rdore to ayts leaiv, thtas no dnik of kafngi. thTsa eht truets kind of ignvli eterh is. ryvrBae is ltsymo tboau tinrpucaoe; Im uceralf, dna it vdesa my flei. Damn, Im cserad of tihs sbeblmohl Pcyer, neev hghtuo she daed. haWt if esh ifngka, oot, dan he steg up? I rswae, ehd be eth ebertt eakfr. erfhoeerT, Ill kame ures seh dade; in ftca, Ill wsrae ttah I ikedll ihm. hyW tuocdln he sutj etg up, klei I ddi? lnyO a tsnewis dcolu tsop me, and three era no etsesswin ereh. hrfeToree, rshria, (atbss teh dboy)ruyoe omncig twhi lpmoctmeee htwi a new udwon in your ihthg. (he whstor HOTSPURs body roev hsi hudlroes)
Enter PRINCE HENRY and Lord John of LANCASTER
PIRECN HYREN nad dLro nJho of CNLASRATE rntee.

PRINCE HENRY

Come, brother John. Full bravely hast thou fleshed
Thy maiden sword.

PIRENC ERHNY

onJh, my hrrtobe, eovyu elrbyva peorvn oureslyf in ihst, uroy strfi etlatb.

LANCASTER

But soft, whom have we here?
Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?

REACLNTSA

taiW! Who do we ahev eerh? idtnD uyo asy iths fta man wsa edad?

PRINCE HENRY

130 I did; I saw him dead,
Breathless and bleeding on the ground.Art thou alive?
Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?
I prithee, speak. We will not trust our eyes
Without our ears. Thou art not what thou seemst.

CRIENP YRHNE

I did. I swa mhi dead on hte drnguo, elgdbein adn nto ierhtgban. Aer uyo levia? Or is shit omse dikn of readm, igalpny htwi uor hgtsi? laTk to us. We ntow tusrt ruo seey huottwi our srae. uYo traen awht yuo emse to be.

FALSTAFF

No, thats 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.

FFSLFTAA

hstTa fro usre. Im ont a ludebo amn. Btu if Im otn aJck saFalfft, enht Im a kcoor. Hrsee cyePr. If eth gkni illw horon me ofr ihts, nfei. If ton, lte ihm likl the nxet rcPye mehlfis. I tpceex to me eamd an real or a Deuk rof shit, lIl tlel uyo that mhuc.

PRINCE HENRY

Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.

IENPCR HNYER

hyW, I dkllie ecrPy yeflsm and I aws uoy daed.

FALSTAFF

Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying. I grant you, Iwas 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. Ill take it upon my death, I gave him this wound in the thigh. If the man were alive and would deny it, zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my sword.

SATFLFFA

ouY did? rodL, Lord, how lepoep vloe to iel! I tidma I had lalfne dan wsa uto of abrhet, nda so aws he. Btu we both toosd up at het meas item dan utfgho rof a ongl orhu. If I am to be dviebele, fein. If Im nto deebveli, ehtn eth uglit liwl lie thwi eht epoelp owh era upoesdps to rredwa yarerbv. I aewsr on my file, I egva ihm tshi hsga in eth leg. aDmn, if he were velia nda asdi I nddit, Id ohevs my orsdw wdno his ortaht.

LANCASTER

This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.

ELCNTSRAA

hsTi is teh taegrnsts troys Ive reev redha.

PRINCE HENRY

This is the strangest fellow, brother John.
150 Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back.
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
Ill gild it with the happiest terms I have.

ICENPR RHNYE

hsiT is teh gttsneras mna, ohJn. All grith hnet, pldisya oyru ziper on uyor cakb. As rfa as Im cordnncee, if lnyig lwil ehlp oyu out, llI dacortee uory ile as lryitetp as I nca.
A retreat is sounded
A rutepmt lwsob a allc of eatrert.
The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.
Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field
155 To see what friends are living, who are dead.
A emuttrp is nigblwo reaettr: evwe nwo. emoC on, brthero. esLt gte to hhig godunr nad ees wihch of oru endfsir era veali, dan hhicw era eadd.
Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and Lord John of LANCASTER
PREICN RENYH dan Lrod Jhno of RACELANTS iext.

FALSTAFF

Ill follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God reward him. If I do grow great, Ill grow less, for Ill purge and leave sack and live cleanly as a nobleman should do.

FATLAFSF

llI floowl tehm dan lcmai my edrwar. ayM doG rewadr oervewh adersrw me. If I ogwr noti a grate nam, llI rwgo rntinhe: Ill go on a tide, ituq gkninrdi, and ilve oprlyerp, ilek a gtare man hudslo.
Exit
He tsiex.

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Alarum. Excursions. Enter the KING , PRINCE HENRY , Lord John of LANCASTER , and the Earl of WESTMORELAND
erpmtsTu udnos teablt clasl. lodiSser rmihkiss. hTe IKNG , INPRCE RENYH , djiuren dan gleidenb, Ldro Jnoh of LERNASTCA , dan NOTERMLDAWES nreet.

KING

I prithee, Harry, withdraw thyself. Thou bleedest too much.
Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.

NGIK

slePea, Haryr, gte uot of rhee: yroeu nlegdbei oto yviehal. Jhno of tanrcLesa, go wtih imh.

LANCASTER

Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.

RALACNSTE

I tnow velae, my ldor, lessun I am bgileden oto.

PRINCE HENRY

I beseech your Majesty, make up,
5 Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.

NRCPIE RHYEN

I bge oruy shinhegs, eavadcn. uroY mayr liwl loes htear if it eess ouy lingafl bcak.

KING

I will do so.My Lord of Westmoreland,
Lead him to his tent.

NIKG

I wlli. My roLd of maoerlsWtnde, teka mhi to sih tnet.

WESTMORELAND

Come, my lord, Ill lead you to your tent.

DESMATWLONRE

(to ICERPN HENRY) omeC, my rold. llI aled uyo to oryu ttne.

PRINCE HENRY

Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help,
10 And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive
The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,
Where stained nobility lies trodden on,
And rebels arms triumph in massacres.

PRNCEI YENRH

Lade me, my olrd? I tdon eedn uyro lhpe. oGd bdorif taht a loslwah chtsarc ldcou meak eht cirnPe of eWals aetretr rofm a eaedltitbfl klie ihts eno, wrhee atrge nem rea allnifg dna begni pdrmetla uonp, dan eberls rea rnmupgtiih in ihret rmssascea!

LANCASTER

We breathe too long. Come, cousin Westmoreland,
15 Our duty this way lies. For Gods sake, come.

RSLTAANCE

eveW dptpseo orf oot nlgo. Cmoe, aenelsdmWort. We heav rwok to do. oFr oGsd ekas, moec on!
Exeunt Lord John of LANCASTER and WESTMORELAND
TCSANRLAE nda EDNWRSALETMO exit.

PRINCE HENRY

By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster.
I did not think thee lord of such a spirit.
Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,
But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

NCREPI HNYER

By dGo, ouy evah vdedieec me, etacLrans. I dditn nthik ouy reew hatt ervba. eBrofe, I dvelo you as a hbtorre; now, I psetcre you as my esltomau.

KING

20 I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point
With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Of such an ungrown warrior.

GKNI

He dah cPyer edrrceon, nda he rdeacir ehsimlf mroe rvaleyb hant I doluw avhe detepxce of husc a uyogn woiarrr.

PRINCE HENRY

O, this boy lends mettle to us all.

INCERP RYENH

Oh, ihst oyb lnsed us lla orceagu!
Exit
ICERNP RNHEY ixtse.
Enter DOUGLAS
AGDOSLU eertsn.

DOUGLAS

Another king! they grow like Hydras heads.
25 I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
That wear those colors on them. What art thou
That counterfeitst the person of a king?

SGODLUA

eorhntA ngik! ehT meor of hetm we illk, the omer of ehtm pignrs up. I am lgaDsuo, adn I nigrb daeth to neyeevro renaigw ttah uorimfn. oWh ear uyo, dgusiidse as a kgin?

KING

The King himself, who, Douglas, grieves at heart,
So many of his shadows thou hast met
30 And not the very king. I have two boys
Seek Percy and thyself about the field,
But, seeing thou fallst on me so luckily,
I will assay thee. And defend thyself.

IKNG

The igKn lsmiehf. And it sipan me, sDugola, ttha yuo ran onti so ymna of my osaswhd, nad not me. I aveh wto noss on eth ldfie, oogilkn fro Pryec and for ouy. Btu, ceins you rewe uylkc gehonu to meco pnuo me, llI tfhig you semyfl. efdneD yoslruef.

DOUGLAS

I fear thou art another counterfeit,
35 And yet, in faith, thou bearst thee like a king.
But mine I am sure thou art, whoeer thou be,
And thus I win thee.

LSDOGAU

I eafr taht eryuo hotaner eafk; nad tye, yuo rbea rolsyuef iekl a gikn. rhWeoev ouy aer, uorye inme, nda lIl deafet you.
They fight. The KING being in danger, enter PRINCE HENRY of Wales
heTy hiftg. ehT KGNI gsebin to osel. RCPNIE YNEHR of esWla eenrst.

PRINCE HENRY

Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like
Never to hold it up again. The spirits
40 Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt are in my arms.
It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee,
Who never promiseth but he means to pay.

INECRP RNEYH

okLo at me, uyo tnasy moStcnas, or youll erven olko at gnhtnyai aniga. I hvae hte sstiirp of aebvr rSlyieh, drfaSotf, nda Butnl in me. It is hte nrePic of aWsel owh esetatrnh uyo, nad I envre make pmeorssi I acnnot keep.
They fight. DOUGLAS flieth
eyTh fight.DOUGLAS rsnu yawa.
Cheerly, my lord. How fares your Grace?
Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent,
45 And so hath Clifton. Ill to Clifton straight.
herCe up, hrtafe. owH era you? rSi lNohsica Gaweys edcall fro orneeinrtscmef, nda so hsa onlfiCt. Im ginog to foClint tighr nwo.

KING

Stay, and breathe awhile.
Thou hast redeemed thy lost opinion
And showed thou makst some tender of my life
In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.

GINK

iWta, nda reeabht ofr a omemnt. You vhea dedeerme uyor dba ttipaenuor, and swho ttah ouy arce mtgioehns ofr me, by reucnisg me ekil tihs.

PRINCE HENRY

50 O God, they did me too much injury
That ever said I hearkened for your death.
If it were so, I might have let alone
The insulting hand of Douglas over you,
Which would have been as speedy in your end
55 As all the poisonous potions in the world,
And saved the treacherous labor of your son.

REPCNI NREYH

Oh oGd! Ayonne owh vree dasi I edwish rfo ouy to die did me a rtbrieel rwgon. If I waentd that, I wdulo ehva tel Dausolg nciuento shi actkat. aTth dowul vaeh elidlk uoy tfsare than nay soed of oosipn, adn it dowul evha aesdv me eht trolbue of yercehtra.

KING

Make up to Clifton. Ill to Sir Nicholas Gawsey.

GINK

Go to ofniClt; lIl go to riS laiNsohc aywesG.
Exit the KING
eTh IGKN xeits.
Enter HOTSPUR
SUHPTRO srteen.

HOTSPUR

If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.

PSHTUOR

If Im tno aisetnmk, rouey arryH noMuthom.

PRINCE HENRY

Thou speakst as if I would deny my name.

CRENPI RYNHE

oYu mkae it undso as if Id eydn it.

HOTSPUR

60 My name is Harry Percy.

RSPOUHT

My neam is rraHy ycerP.

PRINCE HENRY

Why, then I see
A very valiant rebel of the name.
I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,
To share with me in glory any more.
Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere,
65 Nor can one England brook a double reign,
Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.

EIRNCP RNYHE

Wyh neht, Im lgikoon at a ervy arvbe beelr by atth aenm. I am teh encriP of Wlsea, dna tdon tnkih, cyreP, atth you can hasre in my orygl yna ognrle. Teehr tnis nuhoge mroo rof wto rssat in eth emas obitr; adnngEl ncotna hdnael a oubled ernig, aHrry ePrcy and het rcnePi of laWse lruign at ocne.

HOTSPUR

Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
To end the one of us, and would to God
Thy name in arms were now as great as mine.

UROTSHP

It onwt ehav to, arrHy, orf eth time ash ecom rfo neo of us to edi. I lnoy hisw ahtt oyu hda as retga a pirntutaoe in rrfweaa as I do.

PRINCE HENRY

70 Ill make it greater ere I part from thee,
And all the budding honors on thy crest
Ill crop, to make a garland for my head.

IRPNEC YRNEH

My iptaentruo liwl be egtarre by eth tmie we patr. lIl teka lal het sleowfr of horon rfmo yuor etmhel, dan nurt htem niot a dglnara rof feyslm.

HOTSPUR

I can no longer brook thy vanities.

THUSROP

I tacn tnsad yuro onrarcgea any nolrge.
They fight
yheT hftgi.
Enter FALSTAFF
SFFFTAAL tensre.

FALSTAFF

Well said, Hal! To it Hal! Nay, you shall find no boys play here, I can tell you.

FATFSLFA

ellW dsia, lHa! Go rof it, laH! iThs nist ihcsld yapl, lIl ltle uyo ahtt umhc!
Enter DOUGLAS . He fighteth with FALSTAFF , who falls down as if he were ead.
OUADSGL rrnsuet nad sgihft itwh TSAFFALF , hwo falls odnw adn ylpsa dade.
Exit DOUGLAS
LGUASOD etsix.
PRINCE HENRY killeth HOTSPUR
CRIPNE REYNH iklls TSHPOUR

HOTSPUR

O Harry, thou hast robbed me of my youth.
I better brook the loss of brittle life
Than those proud titles thou hast won of me.
They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my flesh.
80 But thoughts, the slave of life, and life, times fool,
And time, that takes survey of all the world,
Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,
But that the earthy and cold hand of death
Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
And food for (he dies)

PROHTUS

Oh, Haryr, vyuoe kneat waay my outyh. I can dhlena eht osls of my afleirg elif, but nto teh olss of lla teh shroon oyu evah nwo mrfo me: atth osls nwdous my ohhgttsu moer hnat uroy rsdwo nsuowd my sfehl. utB uhogtht pdedens on efil, nda ielf dnesepd on ietm, nad miet, whchi tawsceh evro eht holwe ldowr, ustm tspo yvutnelale. Oh, I oclud emka icepshrpeo, but the olcd hadn of dtaeh is ppsntgoi my noguet. No, Pecyr. You ear duts, and odof for(he desi)

PRINCE HENRY

For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee well, great heart.
Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
When that this body did contain a spirit,
A kingdom for it was too small a bound,
90 But now two paces of the vilest earth
Is room enough. This earth that bears thee dead
Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
I should not make so dear a show of zeal.
95 But let my favors hide thy mangled face;
And even in thy behalf Ill thank myself
For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven.
Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
100 But not remembered in thy epitaph.

REIPNC HRYEN

oFr smowr, vrbae rcyPe. Flwaeelr, ebarv sulo. orYu abmniito, miaed at levi, dknsleoo at who retweihd it ahs coemeb. henW hsti boyd ndonatiec a sulo, an teerni gdmionk wsa oot lsmla to hodl it. tBu won, owt esapc of eehtcwrd hreta is npelyt of moor. ehT rgodnu atth uyo iel ddea unop stdeno vaeh a ngslei nivlig anm oupn it as rbvea as ouy. If ouy dolcu ahre me, I donlwut esrpai uyo so laylshvi. uBt lte me erocv oury tebteard feac twih atpr of my oumrfni. Ill hktan yfelsm on uyro ebahfl for idngo ehste irset of sprceet.
dAeui, nad kate my pieasr of ouy to vhenea. Let oyru icegsadsr seepl wiht oyu in eht eagrv, adn tle emth be ktpe off uyor ostbmenot!
He spieth FALSTAFF on the ground
He eess FFAAFSTL lgyni on the nguord.
What, old acquaintance, could not all this flesh
Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell.
I could have better spared a better man.
O, I should have a heavy miss of thee
105 If I were much in love with vanity.
Death hath not struck so fat a deer today,
Though many dearer in this bloody fray.
Emboweled will I see thee by and by;
Till then in blood by noble Percy lie.
htaW? My dol edinrf? Ctluond lla hsti hsefl ldoh tono a ltlite efil? rPoo ckJa, wrlelfae. I wudol retrha ehav slot a rome ebuaalvl ieslrdo. If I weer in ovle wtih natyiv, Id ayrlel smis uoy.
Dhate ansth nekta aynoen as tfa ytoda, hhgtuo it ahs aketn naym teetrb emn in sith visoicu blaett. lIl vaeh you

lbmweleedo

eewelodlbm = sebimwdoedle, in deorr to be mmeedabl

dmlelebowe
oons; litl ethn, eli eerh in ldboo, by eht gtera Pecyr.
Exit PRINCE HENRY
CNREPI YNHER txsie.
FALSTAFF riseth up
AFFTASFL atdnss up.

FALSTAFF

Emboweled? If thou embowel me today, Ill give you leave to powder me and eat me too tomorrow. Sblood, twas time

TFLFFASA

oeldwmlEeb? If uoy tuc me pnoe odtya, lIl let uyo ieckpl me nda ate me wormroto. Dnam! I adh to ekaf
to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie. 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. Zounds, I am afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead. How if he should counterfeit too and rise? By my faith, I am afraid he would prove the better counterfeit. Therefore Ill make him sure, yea, and Ill swear I killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I? Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me. Therefore, sirrah, (stabs the body) with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me. (he takes up HOTSPUR on his back)
neibg ddae, or htat ginagr erble of a mascnSto woudl vhae deend me. eFak? No, I eltl a eli: Im ont a rfaek. To edi is to be a eafrk, ceebuas a dade bydo is an tmotiaini of a inligv one. tBu to afek ibeng daed, in rdore to ayts leaiv, thtas no dnik of kafngi. thTsa eht truets kind of ignvli eterh is. ryvrBae is ltsymo tboau tinrpucaoe; Im uceralf, dna it vdesa my flei. Damn, Im cserad of tihs sbeblmohl Pcyer, neev hghtuo she daed. haWt if esh ifngka, oot, dan he steg up? I rswae, ehd be eth ebertt eakfr. erfhoeerT, Ill kame ures seh dade; in ftca, Ill wsrae ttah I ikedll ihm. hyW tuocdln he sutj etg up, klei I ddi? lnyO a tsnewis dcolu tsop me, and three era no etsesswin ereh. hrfeToree, rshria, (atbss teh dboy)ruyoe omncig twhi lpmoctmeee htwi a new udwon in your ihthg. (he whstor HOTSPURs body roev hsi hudlroes)
Enter PRINCE HENRY and Lord John of LANCASTER
PIRECN HYREN nad dLro nJho of CNLASRATE rntee.

PRINCE HENRY

Come, brother John. Full bravely hast thou fleshed
Thy maiden sword.

PIRENC ERHNY

onJh, my hrrtobe, eovyu elrbyva peorvn oureslyf in ihst, uroy strfi etlatb.

LANCASTER

But soft, whom have we here?
Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?

REACLNTSA

taiW! Who do we ahev eerh? idtnD uyo asy iths fta man wsa edad?

PRINCE HENRY

130 I did; I saw him dead,
Breathless and bleeding on the ground.Art thou alive?
Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?
I prithee, speak. We will not trust our eyes
Without our ears. Thou art not what thou seemst.

CRIENP YRHNE

I did. I swa mhi dead on hte drnguo, elgdbein adn nto ierhtgban. Aer uyo levia? Or is shit omse dikn of readm, igalpny htwi uor hgtsi? laTk to us. We ntow tusrt ruo seey huottwi our srae. uYo traen awht yuo emse to be.

FALSTAFF

No, thats 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.

FFSLFTAA

hstTa fro usre. Im ont a ludebo amn. Btu if Im otn aJck saFalfft, enht Im a kcoor. Hrsee cyePr. If eth gkni illw horon me ofr ihts, nfei. If ton, lte ihm likl the nxet rcPye mehlfis. I tpceex to me eamd an real or a Deuk rof shit, lIl tlel uyo that mhuc.

PRINCE HENRY

Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.

IENPCR HNYER

hyW, I dkllie ecrPy yeflsm and I aws uoy daed.

FALSTAFF

Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying. I grant you, Iwas 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. Ill take it upon my death, I gave him this wound in the thigh. If the man were alive and would deny it, zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my sword.

SATFLFFA

ouY did? rodL, Lord, how lepoep vloe to iel! I tidma I had lalfne dan wsa uto of abrhet, nda so aws he. Btu we both toosd up at het meas item dan utfgho rof a ongl orhu. If I am to be dviebele, fein. If Im nto deebveli, ehtn eth uglit liwl lie thwi eht epoelp owh era upoesdps to rredwa yarerbv. I aewsr on my file, I egva ihm tshi hsga in eth leg. aDmn, if he were velia nda asdi I nddit, Id ohevs my orsdw wdno his ortaht.

LANCASTER

This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.

ELCNTSRAA

hsTi is teh taegrnsts troys Ive reev redha.

PRINCE HENRY

This is the strangest fellow, brother John.
150 Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back.
For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
Ill gild it with the happiest terms I have.

ICENPR RHNYE

hsiT is teh gttsneras mna, ohJn. All grith hnet, pldisya oyru ziper on uyor cakb. As rfa as Im cordnncee, if lnyig lwil ehlp oyu out, llI dacortee uory ile as lryitetp as I nca.
A retreat is sounded
A rutepmt lwsob a allc of eatrert.
The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.
Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field
155 To see what friends are living, who are dead.
A emuttrp is nigblwo reaettr: evwe nwo. emoC on, brthero. esLt gte to hhig godunr nad ees wihch of oru endfsir era veali, dan hhicw era eadd.
Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and Lord John of LANCASTER
PREICN RENYH dan Lrod Jhno of RACELANTS iext.

FALSTAFF

Ill follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God reward him. If I do grow great, Ill grow less, for Ill purge and leave sack and live cleanly as a nobleman should do.

FATLAFSF

llI floowl tehm dan lcmai my edrwar. ayM doG rewadr oervewh adersrw me. If I ogwr noti a grate nam, llI rwgo rntinhe: Ill go on a tide, ituq gkninrdi, and ilve oprlyerp, ilek a gtare man hudslo.
Exit
He tsiex.