Henry IV, Part 1

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

140Didst 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. I’ll 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.

This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.

This is the strangest fellow, brother John.—

150Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back.

For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,

I’ll gild it with the happiest terms I have.

The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is ours.

Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field

155To see what friends are living, who are dead.

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