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Enter HotsPUR. Hot. O, Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus, I never had triumphed upon a Scot. Doug. All's done, all's won; here breathless lies
the king. Hot. Where? Doug. Here.
Hot. This, Douglas ? no, I know this face full well. A gallant knight he was; his name was Blunt; Semblably furnished like the king himself.
Doug. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes !
Hot. The king hath many marching in his coats.
Doug. Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats. I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece, Until I meet the king. Hot.
Up, and away ; Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day. [Exeunt.
Other Alarums. Enter Falstaff. Fal. Though I could ’scape shot-free at London, I fear the shot here; here's no scoring, but upon the pate.--Soft! who art thou ? Sir Walter Blunt ;there's honor for you. Here's no vanity !2_I am as hot as molten lead, and as heavy too. God keep lead out of me! I need no more weight than mine own bowels.--I have led my ragamuffins where they are peppered: there's but three of my hundred and fifty left alive ; and they are for the town's end, to beg during life. But who comes here?
Enter Prince HENRY.
1 Whither for whithersoever. Thus Baret, “ Whether, or to what place you will. Quovis.” Any-whether also signified to any place.
2 “Here's no vanity:" the negative is here used, ironically, to designate the excess of a thing.
Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
sword. Fal. O Hal, 1 pr’ythee give me leave to breathe a while.—Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms, as I have done this day. I have paid Percy; I have made him sure.
P. Hen. He is, indeed ; and living to kill thee. I pr’ythee, lend me thy sword.
Fal. Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.
P. Hen. Give it me. What, is it in the case ?
Fal. Ay, Hal: 'tis hot, 'tis hot; there's that will sack a city. [The Prince draws out a bottle of sack. P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest and dally now?
[Throws it at him, and exit. Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his, willingly, let him make a carbonado 2 of me. I like not such grinning honor as sir Walter hath. Give me life; which if I can save, so; if not, honor comes unlooked for, and there's an end.
SCENE IV. Another Part of the Field.
Enter the King, PRINCE HENRY, PRINCE John, and
1 « Turk Gregory” means Gregory the Seventh, called Hildebrand. This furious friar surmounted almost invincible obstacles to deprive the emperor of his right of investiture of bishops, which his predecessors had long attempted in vain.
2 A rasher or collop of meat cut crosswise for the gridiron. 3 History says that the prince was wounded in the face by an arrow.
P. John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.
P. Hen. I beseech your majesty, make up,
K. Hen. I will do so.
West. Come, my lord, I'll lead you to your tent.
[Exeunt P. John and WESTMORELAND. P. Hen. By Heaven, thou hast deceived me, Lan
K. Hen. I saw him hold lord Percy at the point,
O, this boy Lends mettle to us all!
Alarums. Enter Douglas. Doug. Another king! they grow like Hydra's
heads; I am the Douglas, fatal to all those That wear those colors on them.-What art thou, That counterfeit'st the person of a king ? K. Hen. The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves
15 — the earle of Richmond withstood his violence, and kept him at the sword's point, without advantage, longer than his companions eíther thought or judged.”- Holinshed, p. 759.
So many of his snadows thou hast met,
Doug. I fear thou art another counterfeit;
PRINCE HENRY. P. Hen. Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art
like Never to hold it up again! the spirits 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.
[They fight; Douglas flies.
K. Hen. Stay, and breathe a while. —
P. Hen. O Heaven! they did me too much injury,
[Exit King HENRY.
Enter HotSPUR. Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. P. Hen. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my name.
Hot. My name is Harry Percy.
Why, then I see
Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
P. Hen. I'll make it greater, ere I part from thee;
[They fight. Enter FALSTAFF.
Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal !-Nay, you shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you.
Enter Douglas; he fights with FALSTAFF, who falls
down as if he were dead, and exit Douglas. HotSPUR is wounded, and falls.
Hot. O, Harry, thou hast robbed me of my youth.
i Shakspeare had no authority for making Hotspur fall by the hand of the prince. Holinshed says, “The king slew that day with his own hand six and thirty persons of his enemies. The other of his party, encouraged by his doings, fought valiantly, and slew the Lord Percy, called Henry Hotspur." Speed says that Percy was killed by an unknown hand.
2 Hotspur, in his last moments, endeavors to console himself. The