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WORCESTER

Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.

WORCESTER

Yes, truly, that news makes me cold.

HOTSPUR

What may the King’s whole battle reach unto?

HOTSPUR

How many men in the King’s army?

VERNON

130To thirty thousand.

VERNON

Thirty thousand.

HOTSPUR

   Forty let it be.
My father and Glendower being both away,
The powers of us may serve so great a day.
Come, let us take a muster speedily.
Doomsday is near. Die all, die merrily.

HOTSPUR

Let it be forty. Even with both my father and Glendower absent, our armies may still be enough to win. Come on, let’s gather our troops right now. It’s almost doomsday; if we die, we die cheerfully.

DOUGLAS

135Talk not of dying. I am out of fear
Of death or death’s hand for this one half year.

DOUGLAS

Don’t talk about dying. I won’t even worry about dying for the next six months.
Exeunt
They exit.