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Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.
It was myself, my brother, and his son,
That brought you home, and boldly did outdare
The dangers of the time: You swore to us,
(And you did swear that oath at Doncaster)
That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state:
Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n right,
The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:
To this we sware our aid. But, in short space,
It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;
And such a flood of greatness fell on you, -
What with our help, what with the absent king-
You took occasion to be quickly woo'd
To gripe the general sway into your hand:
Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster;
And, being fed by us, you used us so,
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo’s bird,
Useth the sparrow: did oppress our nest;
Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,
That even our love durst not come near your sight,
For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing
We were enforced, for safety sake, to fly
Out of your sight, and raise this present head:
Whereby we stand opposed by such means
As you yourself have forged against yourself;
By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
And violation of all faith and troth
Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.
R. Hen. These things, indeed, you have articu-
- lated, -
Proclaim’d at market crosses, read in churches;
To face the garment of rebellion
With some fine colour that may please the eye.
Offickle changelings, and poor discontents,
Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news
Of hurly-burly innovation:
And never yet did insurrection want.

Such water-colours, to impaint his cause;
No moody beggars starving for a time
Of pall-mall havoc and confusion.
P. Hen. In both our armies there is many a soul,
Shall pay full dearly for this encounter,
If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,
The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
In praise of Henry Percy: By my hopes,—
This present enterprise set off his head,-
I do not think, a braver gentleman,
More daring, or more bold, is now alive,
To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
I have a truant been to chivalry;
And so, I hear, he doth account me too :
Yet this, before my father's majesty,
I am content, that he shall take the odds
Of his great name and estimation;
And will, to save the blood on either side,
Try fortune with him in a single fight.
K. Hen. And, Prince of Wales, so dare we ven-
ture thee; -
Albeit, considerations infinite -
Do make against it:—No, good Worcester, no.
We love our people well; even those we love,
That are misled upon your cousin’s part:
And, will they take the offer of our grace,
Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man
Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his :
So tell your cousin, and bring me word
What he will do :—But if he will not yield,
Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
And they shall do their office. So, begone:
We will not now be troubled with reply:
We offer fair, take it advisedly.
[Ereunt Worcester and VERNoN.
P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life:

The Douglas and the Hotspur, both together, Are confident against the world in arms. K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge ; For, on their answer, we will set on them: And Heaven befriend us, as our cause is just' [Exeunt the KING, PRINCE JoHN, SIR. W. - BLUNT, GENTLEMEN, and SoLDIERs. Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and bestride me, so ; 'tis a point of friendship. P. Hen. Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell. Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well. P. Hen. Why, thou owest Heaven a * # olo, Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loth to pay him before his day. What need Ibe so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me of when I come on 2 How then Can honour set-to a leg 2 No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then No. What is honour A word. What is that word, honour? Air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it No. Is it insensible then Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it : therefore I’ll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon; and so ends my catechism. [Exit.

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Wor. O, no ; my nephew must not know, Sir Richard, The liberal kind offer of the king. Ver. Twere best he did. Wor. Then are we all undone. It is not possible, it cannot be, The king should keep his word in loving us; He will suspect us still, and find a time To punish this offence in other faults: My nephew's trespass may be well forgot, It hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood; And an adopted name of privilege,— A hair-brain'd Hotspur, govern’d by a spleen – All his offences live upon my head, And on his father’s : we did train him on ; And, his corruption being ta'en from us, We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all. Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know, In any case, the offer of the king. Wer. Deliver what you will,—I’ll say, 'tis so. Here comes your cousin. Enter Hotspur, EARL of Douglas, GENTLEMEN, - SoLDIERs.

Hot. My uncle is return'd :-Deliver up
My lord of Westmoreland,-Uncle, what news :

IWor. The king will bid you battle presently. Doug. Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland. Hot. Lord Douglas, then go you, and tell him so, Doug. Marry, and shall, and very willingly. Eril. JP'or. There is no seeming mercy in the o: Hot. Did you beg any? Heaven forbid! Wor. I told him gently of our grievances, Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus, By now forswearing that he is forsworn. He calls us, rebels, traitors; and will scourge With haughty arms this hateful name in us. The Prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king, And, nephew, challenged you to single fight. Hot. O, 'would the quarrel lay upon our heads; And that no man might draw short breath to-day, But I and Harry Monmouth ! Tell me, tell me, How show’d his talking 2 seem'd it in contempt? Ver. No, by my soul; I never in my life Did hear a challenge urged more modestly, Unless a brother should a brother dare To gentle exercise and proof of arms. He gave you all the duties of a man; Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue; Spoke your deservings like a chronicle, Making you ever better than his praise: And, which became him like a prince indeed, He made a blushing cital of himself; And chid his truant youth with such a grace, As if he master'd there a double spirit, Of teaching, and of learning, instantly. There did he pause: But let me tell the world,— If he outlive the envy of this day, England did never owe so sweet a hope, ..So much misconstrued in his wantonness. Hot. Cousin, I think thou art enamoured Upon his follies. But, be he as he wiłł, yet once ere night

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