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And comes not in, o'er-ruld by prophecies,) The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt; I fear the power of Percy is too weak

And many more corrivals, and dear men To wage an instant trial with the king.

Of estimation and command in arms. Gent. Why, good my lord, you need not fear; Gent. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opthere's Douglas,

pos'd. And Mortimer.

Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; Arch. No, Mortimer's not there.

And, to prevent the worst, sir Michael, speed: Gent. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord Harry For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king Percy,

Dismiss his power, he ineans to visit us,And there's my lord of Worcester; and a head For he hath heard of our confederacy:Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.

And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against Arch. And so there is: but yet the king hath

him ; drawn

Therefore, make haste: I must go write again The special head of all the land together :

To other friends; and so farewell, sir Michael. The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster,

(Exeunt severally

ACT V.

SCENE I.--The King's Camp near Shrewsbury. Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster;
Enter KING HENRY, PRINCE Henry, Prince John of And, being fed by us, you used us so
LANCASTER, Sir Walter Blunt, and Sir John Used the sparrow; did oppress our nest;

As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,
FALSTAFF.

Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk, K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer That even our love durst not come near your Above yon bosky: hill! the day looks pale

sight, At his distemperature.

For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing P. Hen. The southern wind

We were enforced, for safety sake, to fly Doth play the trumpet to his purposes;

Out of your sight, and raise this present head: And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves,

Whereby we stand opposed by such means Foretells a tempest, and a blustering day.

As you yourself have forged against yourself; K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sympathize; By unkind usage, dangerous countenance, For nothing can seem foul to those that win.- And violation of all faith and troth

Sworn to us in your younger enterprize. Trumpet. Enter WORCESTER and VERNON.

K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have articuHow now, my lord of Worcester? 'tis not well,

lated, That you and I should meet upon such terms Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches; As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust; To face the garment of rebellion And make us doff* our easy robes of peace, With some fine color, that may please the eye To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:

Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents, This is not well, my lord, this is not well.

Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news What say you to't? will you again unknit

Or hurly burly innovation: This churlish knot of all-abhorred war

And never yet did insurrection want And move in that obedient orb again,

Such water-colors, to impaint his cause; Where you did give a fair and natural light; Nor moody beggars, starving for a time And be no more an exhaled meteor,

Of pellmell havock and confusion. A prodigy of lear, and a portent

P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many a soul, or broached mischief to the unborn times? Shall pay full dearly for this encounter, Wor. Hear me, my liege:

If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew, For mine own part, I could be well content The prince of Wales doth join with all the world To entertain the lag-end of my life

In praise of Henry Percy; By my hopes,With quiet hours; for, I do protest,

This present enterprize set off his head, I have not sought the day of this dislike.

I do not think, a braver gentleman, K. Hen. You have not sought for it! how comes More active-valiant, or more valiant-young, it then?

More daring, or more bold, is now alive,
Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it. To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
P. Hen. Peace, chewet, peace.

For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
Wor. It pleas'd your majesty, to turn your looks I have a truant been to chivalry;
Of favor from myself, and all our house;

And so, I hear, he doth account me too:
And yet I must remember you, my lord,

Yet this before my father's majesty,
We were the first and dearest of your friends. I am content, that he shall take the odds
For you, my staff of office did I break

Of his great name and estimation;
In Richard's time; and posted day and night And will, to save the blood on either side,
To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand,

Try fortune with him in a single fight.
When yet you were in place and in account K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we ven-
Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.

ture thee, It was myself, my brother, and his son,

Albeit, considerations infinite That brought you home, and boldly did outdare Do make against it:-No, good Worcester, no, The dangers of the time: You swore to us,- We love our people well; even those we love, And you did sware that oath at Doncaster, That are mislead upon your cousin's part: That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state;

And, will they take the offer of our grace,
Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right, Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man
The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:

Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his:
To this we swore our aid. But, in short space, So tell your cousin, and bring me word
It rain'd down fortune showering on your head; What he will do:-But if he will not yield,
And such a flood of greatness fell on you,-

Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
What with our help; what with the absent king; And they shall do their office. So, be gone;
What with the injuries of a wanton time;

We will not now be troubled with reply:
The seeming sufferances that you had borne; We offer fair, take it advisedly.
And the contrarious winds, that held the king

[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON. So long in his unlucky Irish wars,

P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life: That all in England did repute him dead, - The Douglas and the Hotspur both together And, from this swarm of fair advantages,

Are confident against the world in arms. You took occcasion to be quickly wood

K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his To gripe the general sway into your hand;

charge;

Woody.

4 Put off.

22

6 A chattering bird, a pie.

* Exhibited in articles.

For, on their answer, will we set on them:

Unless a brother should a brother dare And God befriend us, as our cause is just!

To gentle exercise and proof of arms. [Ereunt King, Blunt, and PRINCE John. He gave you all the duties of a man; Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and Triinm'd up your praises with a princely tongue; bestride me,so; 'tis a point of friendship.

Spoke your deservings like a chronicle; P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that Making you ever better than his praise, friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell. By still dispraising praise, valued with you: Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well. And, which became him like a prince indeed, P. Hen. Why, thou owest God a death. [Exil. He made a blushing cital' of himself;

Ful. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay And chid his truant youth with such a grace, him before his day. What need I be so forward As if he master'd there a double spirit, with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no mat- of teaching, and of learning, instantly. ter; Honor pricks me on. Yea, but how if honor There did he pause: But let me tell the world, prick me off when I come on? how then? Can If he outlive the envy of this day, honor set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or England did never owes so sweet a hope, take away the grief of a wound? No. Honor So much misconstrued in his wantoness. hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honor? Hot. Cousin, I think, thou art enamored A word. What is in that word, honor? What is that Upon his follies; never did I hear honor? Air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? Of any prince, so wild, at liberty :-. He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. But, be he as he will, yet once ere night Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, I will embrace him with a soldier's arm, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? That he shall shirink under my courtesy:No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it:--there- Arm, arm, with speed: And, fellows, soldiers, fore I'll none of it: Honor is a mere scutcheon,

friends, and so ends my catechism.

[Exit. Better consider what you have to do,

Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,
SCENE II.-The Rebel Camp.

Can list your blood up with persuasion.
Enter WORCESTER and VERNON.

Enter a Messenger.
Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, sir

Mess. My lord, here are letters for you.
Richard,

Hot. I cannot read them now.-
The liberal kind offer of the king.

O gentlemen, the time of life is short; Ver. 'Twere best he did.

To spend that shortness basely, were too long, Wor.

Then are we all undone. If life did ride upon a dial's point, It is not possible, it cannot be,

Still ending at the arrival of an hour. The king should keep his word in loving us;

An if we live, we live to tread on kings; He will suspect us still, and find a time

It die, brave death, when princes die with us! To punish this offence in other faults:

Now for our conscience,-the arms are fair, Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eyes:

When the intent of bearing them is just.
For treason is but ted like the fox;

Enter another Messenger.
Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd up,
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.

Mess. My lord, prepare; the king comes on a pace. Look how we can, or sad, or merrily,

Hot. I thank hiin, ihat he cuts me from my tale, Interpretation will misquote our looks;

For I protess not talking; Only thisAnd we shall feed like oxen at a stall,

Let each man do his best; and here draw I The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.

A sword, whose tem per l'intend to stain My nephew's trespass may be well forgot,

With the best blood that I can meet withal It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood;

In the adventure of this perilous day: And an adopted name of privilege,

Now,-Esperance ! 8_--Percy!-and set on.A hare-braind Hotspur, governd by a spleen:

Sound all the lofty instruments of war, All his offences live upon my head,

And by that music let us all embrace: And on his father's ;-we did train him on;

For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall And, his corruption being ta'en from us,

A second time do such a courtesy. We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.

[The Trumpets sound. They embrace, and

exeunt.
Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,
In any case, the offer of the king.

SCENE III.- Plain near Shrewsbury.
Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis so.
Here comes your cousin.

Excursions, and Parties fighting. Alarum to the Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS; and Officers and Battle. Then enter DOUGLAS and Blunt, meeting. Soldiers, behind.

Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus Hot. My uncle is return'd:- Deliver up

Thou crossest me? what honor dost thou seek My lord of Westmoreland.Uncle, what news! Upon my head? Wor. The king will bid you battle presently.

Doug. Know then, my name is Douglas; Doug. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland.

And I do haunt thee in the battle thus, Hot. Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so. Because some tell me that thou art a king Doug. Marry, and shall,

and very willingly. [Exit. Blunt. They tell thee true. Wor. There is no seeming mercy in the king.

Doug. The lord of Stafford dear to-day hath Hot. Did you beg any? God forbid!

bought Wor. I told him genily of our grievances,

Thy likeness; for, instead of thee, king Harry, Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,

This sword hath ended him: so shall it thec, By now forswearing that he is forsworn:

Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner. He calls.us rebels, traitors; and will scourge

Blunt. I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot: With haughty arms this hateful name in us.

And thou shall find a king that will revenge

Lord Stafford's death.
Re-enter DOUGLAS.

(They fight, and BLUNT is slain. Doug. Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have

Enter HOTSPUR. thrown A brave defiance in king Henry's teeth,

Hot. O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it;

thus, Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.

I never had triúm ph'd upon a Scot. Wor. The prince of Wales stepped forth before

Doug. All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king,

the king, And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.

Hot. Where? Hot. 6, 'would the quarrel lay upon our heads;

Doug. Here. And that no man might draw short breath to-day,

Hot. This, Douglas? no, I know this face full But I, and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,

well: How show'd his tasking? seem'd it in contempt?

A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt: Ver. No, by my soul; I never in my life

Semblably furnish'd like the king himself. Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,

7 Recital. Own. The motto of the Percy family.

Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes, K. Hen. The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear.

at heart, Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king? So many of his shadows thou hast met,

Hot. The king hath many marching in his coats. And not the very king. I have two boys
Doug. Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats; Seek Percy and ihyself, about the field
I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece, But, seeing thou tall'st on me so luckily,
Until I meet the king.

I will assay thee; so defend thyself.
Hot.
Up, and away;

Doug. I fear, thou art another counterfeit; Our sol stand full fairly for the day. (Exeunt. And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a king: Other Alarums. Enter FALSTAFF.

But mine, I am sure, thou art, whoe'er thou be,

And thus I win thee.
Fal. Though I could 'scape shot-free at London,
I fear the shot here; here's no scoring, but upon

[They fight; the King being in danger,

enter PRINCE HENRY. the pate.-Soft! who art thou? Sir Walter Blunt; -there's honor for you: Here's no vanity!-I am

P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art

like as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too: God keep Never to hold it up again! the spirits lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine Of Shirley, Stafford, Blunt, are in my arms: own bowels. I have led my raggamuffins where it is the prince of Wales, that threatens thee; they are pepper'd: there's but three of my hundred Who never promiseth, but he means to pay.and fifty leit alive; and they are for the town's end, to beg during life.' But who comes here?

[They fight; Douglas flies.

Cheerly, my lord; how fares your grace!.
Enter PRINCE HENRY.

Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath tor succor sent,
P. Hen. What, stand'st thou idle here? lend me

And so hath Clifton; I'll to Clifton straight. thy sword:

K. Hen. Stay, and breathe awhile:Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff

Thou hast redeem'd thy lost opinion; Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,

And show'd thou mak'st some tender of my life, Whose deaths are unrevenged: Pr’ythee, lend thy In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me. sword.

P. Hen. O, heaven! they did me too much Fal. O Hal, I pr’ythee, give me leave to breathe

injury, awhile.-Turk Gregory never did such deeds in That ever said, I hearken'd for your death. arms, as I have done this day. I have paid Percy, The insulting hand of Douglas over you;

If it were so, I might have let alone I have made him sure.

P. Hen. He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. Which would have been as speedy in your end, Lend me thy sword, I pr’ythee.

As all the poisonous potions in the world, Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou And sav'd the treacherous labor of your son. get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou

K. Hen. Make up to Clifton, I'll to sir Nicholas wilt.

Gawsey.

[Exit KING HENRY. P. Hen. Give it me: What, is it in the case ?

Enter HOTSPUR. Fal. Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot! there's that will

Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. sack a city. [The PRINCE draws out a bottle of sack.

P. Hen. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest, and dally now?

name. (Throws it at him, and exit.

Hot. My name is Harry Percy. Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If P. Hen. he do come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come

Why, then I see

A very valiant rebel of the name. in his, willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I am the prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, I like not such grinning honor, as sir Walter hath: To share with me in glory any more: Give me life: which if I can save, so; if not, honor Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere; comes unlook'd for, and there's an end. [Exit. Nor can one England brook a double reign, SCENE IV.- Another Part of the Field.

Of Harry Percy, and the prince of Wales.

Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come Alarums. Excursions. Enter the KING, PRINCE To end the one of us; And 'would to God,

HENRY, PRINCE Johx, and WESTMORELAND. Thy name in arms were now as great as mine! K. Hen. I pr’ythee,

P. Hen. I'll make it greater, ere I part from thee; Harry, withdraw thyself; thou bleed'st too much:- | And all the budding honors on thy crest Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.

I'll crop to make a garland for my head. P. John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.

Hot. I can no longer brook thy vanities. P. Hen. I do beseech your majesty, make up,

[They fight. Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.

Enter FALSTAFF. K. Hen. I will do so :

Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal!-Nay, you shall My lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent. find no boy's play here, I can tell you.

West. Come, my lord, I will lead you to your tent. P. Hen. Lead me, my lord? I do not need your Enter Douglas; he fights with Falstaff, who falls help:

down as if he were dead, and exit DOUGLAS. And heaven forbid, a shallow scratch should drive

HOTSPUR is wounded, and falls. The prince of Wales from such a field as this; Hot. O, Harry, thou hast robb’d me of my youth; Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on,

I better brook the loss of brittle life, And rebels' arms triúmph in massacres !

Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; P. John. We breathe too long:-Come, cousin They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword Westmoreland,

my flesh; Our duty this way lies: for God's sake, come. But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;

(Exeunt PRINCE John and WESTMORELAND. And time, that takes survey of all the world, P. Hen. By heaven, thou hast deceiv'd me, Lan- Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy, caster,

But that the earthy and cold hand of death I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:

Lies on my tongue :-No, Percy, thou art dust, Before, I lov'd thee as a brother, John;

And food for

[Dies. But now, I do respect thee as my soul.

P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy; Fare thee well, K. Hen. I saw him hold lord Percy at the point,

great heart!" With lustier maintenance than I did look for Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk! of such an ungrown warrior.

When that this body did contain a spirit, P. Hen.

O, this boy

A kingdom for it was too small a bound; Lends mettle to us all!

[Exit. But now, two paces of the vilest earth

Is room enough.—This earth that bears thee dead,
Alarums. Enter DOUGLAS.

Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
Doug. Anotherking! they growlike Hydra's heads: If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
I am the Douglas, tatal to all those

I should not make so dear a show of zeal:
That wear those colors on them.-What art thou, But let my favors' hide thy mangled face;
That counterfeit'st the person of a king ?

And, even in thy behalf, I'll thank myself * A picce of meat cut crosswise for the gridiron.

2 Scarf, with which he covers Percy's face.

For doing these fair rites of tenderness.

P. Hen. This is the strangest fellow, brother Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven!

John.Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave, Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back: But not remember'd in thy epitaph!

For my part, if a lie may do thee grace, (He sees FALSTAFF on the ground. I'll gild ít with the happiest terms I have. What! old acquaintance! could not all this flesh

(A Retreat is sounded. Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell!

The trumpet sounds retreat, the day is ours. I could have better spared a better man.

Come, brother, let's to the highest of the field, 0, I should have a heavy miss of thee,

To see what friends are living, who are dead. If I were much in love with vanity.

(Exeunt PRINCE HENRY and PRINCE John. Death hath not struck so fat a deer to-day,

Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that Though many dearer, in this bloody fray: rewards me God reward him! If I do grow great, Embowell’d will I see thee by and by;

I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and Till then, in blood by noble Percy lie. [Exit. live cleanly, as a nobleman should do. Fal. [Rising slowly.] Embowelled! if thou em

[Exil, bearing off the body. bowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder : me, and eat me too, to-morrow. 'Sblood, 'twas time to

SCENE V.- Another Part of the Field. counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid The Trumpets sound. Enter King HENRY, PRINCE me scot and lot too. Counterfeit? I lie, I am no

HENRY, PRINCE JOHX, WESTMORELAND, andothers; counterfeit: To die, is to be a counterfeit; for he

with WORCESTER and VERNON, Prisoners. is but the counterfeit of a man, who hath not the life of a man: but to counterfeit dying, when a man

K. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.thereby liveth, is to be no counterteit, but the true I'll-spirited Worcester! did we not send grace, and perfect image of life indeed. The better part Pardon, and terms of love to all of you? of valor is--discretion; in the which better part, I And wouldst thou turn our oflers contrary? have saved my life. Zounds, I am afraid of this Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust? gunpowder Percy, though he be dead: How, if he Three knights upon our party slain to-day, should counterfeit too, and rise? I am afraid, he A noble earl, and many a creature else, would prove the better counterfeit. Therefore I'U Had been alive this hour, make him sure: yea, and I'll swear I killed him. If, like a Christian, thou hadst truly borne Why may not he'rise, as well as I? Nothing con- Betwixt our arinies true intelligence. futes me but eyes, and nobody sees me. Therefore,

Wor. What I have done, my safety urged me to; sirrah, (Stabbing him.) with a new wound in your And I embrace this fortune patiently, thigh, come you along with me.

Since not to be avoided it falls on me. (Takes HOTSPUR on his back. K. Hen. Bear Worcester to the death, and VerRe-enter PRINCE HENRY and Prince John.

non too:

Other offenders we will pause upon.P. Hen. Come, brother John, full bravely hast [Ereunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded. thou flesh'd

How goes the field ? Thy maiden sword.

P. Hen. The noble Scot, lord Douglas, when he P. John. But, soft! whom have we here? Did you not tell me, this fat man was dead!

The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him, P. Hen. I did; I saw him dead, breathless and The noble Percy slain, and all his men bleeding

Upon the foot of fear,- ned with the rest; Upon the ground.

And, falling from a hill, he was so bruis'd, Art thou alive? or is it phantasy

That the pursuers took him. At my tent That plays upon our eyesight? I pr’ythee, speak; The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace, We will not trust our eyes, without our ears:

I may dispose of him. Thou art not what thou seem'st.

K. Hen.

With all my heart. Ful. No, that's certain; I am not a double man: P. Hen. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you, but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. This honorable bounty shall belong: There is Percy: (Throwing the body down.) if Go to the Douglas, and deliver him your father will do me any honor, so; if not, let him Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free: kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either His valor shown upon our crests to-day, earl, or duke, I can assure you.

Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds, P. Hen. Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw Even in the bosom of our adversaries. thee dead.

K. Hen. Then this remains, that we divide our Fal. Didst thou?—Lord, lord, how this world is

power.given to lying! I grant you, I was down, and out You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland, of breath; and so was he: but we rose both at an Towards York shall bend you, with your dearest instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury

speed, clock. 'If I may be believed, so; if not, let them, To meet Northumberland, and the prelate Scroop, that should reward valor, bear the sin upon their who, as we hear, are busily in arms: own heads. I'll take it upon my death, I gave him Myself,—and you, son Harry,—will towards Wales, this wound in the thigh: if the man were alive, To fight with Glendower, and the earl of March and would deny it, I would make him eat a piece Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, of my sword. P. John. This is the strangest tale thate'er I heard. And since this business so fair is done,

Meeting the check of such another day:
Salt

Let us not leave till all our own be won. (Exeunt.

sa w

SECOND PART OF

KING HENRY IV.

.

PERSONS REPRESENTED. King HENRY THE FOURTH.

TRAVERS and Morton, Domestics of Northumber. HENRY, Prince of Wales, afterwards

land. King Henry V.;

FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, PISTOL, and Page. THOMAS, Duke of Clarence;

Poins and Peto, Attendants on Prince Henry. PRINCE JOHN, of Lancaster, afterwards

his Sons.

SHALLOW and SILENCE, Country Justices. (2 Henry V.) Duke of Bedford;

Davy, Servant to Shallow. PRINCE HUMPHREY of Gloster, after

MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, and BULLCALF, wards (2 Henry V.) Duke of

Recruits.
Gloster.

Fang and SNARE, Sheriff's Officers.
EARL OF WARWICK;

RUMOR. EARL OF WESTMORELAND; } of the King's Party.

A Porter.
GOWER;

A Dancer, Speaker of the Epilogue.
HARCOURT;
Lord Chief Justice of the King's Bench.

LADY NORTHUMBERLAND.
A Gentleman atteniling on the Chief Justice. LADY PERCY.
EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND;

Hostess QUICKLY.
SCROOP, Archbishop of York;

DOLL TEAR-SHEET.
LORD MOWBRAY;
LORD HASTINGS;

Enemies to the King. Lords and other Attendants: Officers, Soldiors, Mes. LORD BARDOLPH;

sengers, Drawers, Grooms, fc. SIR JOHN COLEVILE;

SCENE, England.

INDUCTION.

Warkworth. Before Northumberland's Castle. Can play upon it. But what need I thus

My well known body to anatomize Enter RUMOR, painted full of Tongues.

Among my household? Why is Rumor here? Rum. Open your ears; For which of you will I run before King Harry's victory: stop

Who, in a bloody field by Shrewsbury, The vent of hearing, when loud Rumor speaks? Hath beaten down young Hotspur, and his troops, 1, from the orient to the drooping west,

Quenching the flame of bold rebellion Making the wind my post-horse, still unfold Even with the rebel's blood. But what mean I The acts commenced on this ball of earth:

To speak so true at first? my office is U pon my tongues continual slanders ride; To noise abroad,--that Harry Monmouth fell The which in every language I pronounce,

Under the wrath of noble Hotspur's sword: Stutting the ears of men with false reports.

And that the king before the Douglas' rage I speak of peace, while covert enmity,

Stoop'd his anointed head as low as death. Under the smile of safety, wounds the world: This I have rumor'd through the peasant towns And who but Rumor, who but only I,

Between that royal field at Shrewsbury Make fearful musters, and prepar'd defence; And this worm-eaten hold of ragged stone, Whilst the big year, swoll'n with some other grief, Where Hotspur's father, old Northumberland, Is thought with child by the stern tyrant war, Lies crafty-sick: the posts come tiring on, And no such matter? Rumor is a pipe

And not a man of them brings other news Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures; Than they have learn'd of me; From Rumor's And of so easy and so plain a stop,

tongues That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, They bring smooth comforts false, worse than true The still-discordant wavering multitude,

wrongs.

[Exit.

ACT I.

SCENE 1-Warkworth. Before Northumberland's, L. Bard.

Tell thou the earl, Castle,

That the Lord Rardolph doth attend him here. The Porter before the Gate; Enter LORD BARDOLPH. Please it your honor, knock but at the gate,

Port. His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard; L. Bard. Who keeps the gate here, ho?-Where And he himself will answer. is the earl?

Enter NORTHUMBERLAND. Port. What shall I say you are?

L. Bard.

Here come the earl

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