Henry IV, Part I

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Henry IV, Part 1, culminates in the battle of Shrewsbury between the king’s army and rebels seeking his crown. The dispute begins when Hotspur, the son of Northumberland, breaks with the king over the fate of his brother-in-law, Mortimer, a Welsh prisoner. Hotspur, Northumberland, and Hotspur’s uncle Worcester plan to take the throne, later allying with Mortimer and a Welsh leader, Glendower.

As that conflict develops, Prince Hal—Henry IV’s son and heir—carouses in a tavern and plots to trick the roguish Sir John Falstaff and his henchmen, who are planning a highway robbery. Hal and a companion will rob them of their loot—then wait for Falstaff’s lying boasts. The trick succeeds, but Prince Hal is summoned to war.

In the war, Hal saves his father’s life and then kills Hotspur, actions that help to redeem his bad reputation. Falstaff, meanwhile, cheats his soldiers, whom he leads to slaughter, and takes credit for Hotspur’s death.

Characters in the Play
King Henry IV, formerly Henry Bolingbroke
Prince Hal, Prince of Wales and heir to the throne (also
 called Harry and Harry Monmouth)

Lord John of Lancaster, younger son of King Henry
Earl of Westmoreland
Sir Walter Blunt
Hotspur (Sir Henry, or Harry, Percy)
Lady Percy (also called Kate)
Earl of Northumberland, Henry Percy, Hotspur’s father
Earl of Worcester, Thomas Percy, Hotspur’s uncle
Edmund Mortimer, earl of March
Lady Mortimer (also called “the Welsh lady”)
Owen Glendower, a Welsh lord, father of Lady Mortimer
Douglas (Archibald, earl of Douglas)
Archbishop (Richard Scroop, archbishop of York)
Sir Michael, a priest or knight associated with the archbishop
Sir Richard Vernon, an English knight
Sir John Falstaff
Poins (also called Edward, Yedward, and Ned)
Gadshill, setter for the robbers
Hostess of the tavern (also called Mistress Quickly)
Vintner, or keeper of the tavern
Francis, an apprentice tapster
Carriers, Ostlers, Chamberlain, Travelers, Sheriff, Servants, Lords, Attendants, Messengers, Soldiers

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Enter the King, Lord John of Lancaster, editorial emendationand theeditorial emendation Earl
of Westmoreland, with others.

FTLN 0001 So shaken as we are, so wan with care,
FTLN 0002 Find we a time for frighted peace to pant
FTLN 0003 And breathe short-winded accents of new broils
FTLN 0004 To be commenced in strands afar remote.
FTLN 00055 No more the thirsty entrance of this soil
FTLN 0006 Shall daub her lips with her own children’s blood.
FTLN 0007 No more shall trenching war channel her fields,
FTLN 0008 Nor bruise her flow’rets with the armèd hoofs
FTLN 0009 Of hostile paces. Those opposèd eyes,
FTLN 001010 Which, like the meteors of a troubled heaven,
FTLN 0011 All of one nature, of one substance bred,
FTLN 0012 Did lately meet in the intestine shock
FTLN 0013 And furious close of civil butchery,
FTLN 0014 Shall now, in mutual well-beseeming ranks,
FTLN 001515 March all one way and be no more opposed
FTLN 0016 Against acquaintance, kindred, and allies.
FTLN 0017 The edge of war, like an ill-sheathèd knife,
FTLN 0018 No more shall cut his master. Therefore, friends,
FTLN 0019 As far as to the sepulcher of Christ—
FTLN 002020 Whose soldier now, under whose blessèd cross
FTLN 0021 We are impressèd and engaged to fight—

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FTLN 0022 Forthwith a power of English shall we levy,
FTLN 0023 Whose arms were molded in their mothers’ womb
FTLN 0024 To chase these pagans in those holy fields
FTLN 002525 Over whose acres walked those blessèd feet
FTLN 0026 Which fourteen hundred years ago were nailed
FTLN 0027 For our advantage on the bitter cross.
FTLN 0028 But this our purpose now is twelve month old,
FTLN 0029 And bootless ’tis to tell you we will go.
FTLN 003030 Therefor we meet not now. Then let me hear
FTLN 0031 Of you, my gentle cousin Westmoreland,
FTLN 0032 What yesternight our council did decree
FTLN 0033 In forwarding this dear expedience.
FTLN 0034 My liege, this haste was hot in question,
FTLN 003535 And many limits of the charge set down
FTLN 0036 But yesternight, when all athwart there came
FTLN 0037 A post from Wales loaden with heavy news,
FTLN 0038 Whose worst was that the noble Mortimer,
FTLN 0039 Leading the men of Herefordshire to fight
FTLN 004040 Against the irregular and wild Glendower,
FTLN 0041 Was by the rude hands of that Welshman taken,
FTLN 0042 A thousand of his people butcherèd,
FTLN 0043 Upon whose dead corpse there was such misuse,
FTLN 0044 Such beastly shameless transformation
FTLN 004545 By those Welshwomen done, as may not be
FTLN 0046 Without much shame retold or spoken of.
FTLN 0047 It seems then that the tidings of this broil
FTLN 0048 Brake off our business for the Holy Land.
FTLN 0049 This matched with other did, my gracious lord.
FTLN 005050 For more uneven and unwelcome news
FTLN 0051 Came from the north, and thus it did import:
FTLN 0052 On Holy-rood Day the gallant Hotspur there,
FTLN 0053 Young Harry Percy, and brave Archibald,
FTLN 0054 That ever valiant and approvèd Scot,

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ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 005555 At Holmedon met, where they did spend
FTLN 0056 A sad and bloody hour—
FTLN 0057 As by discharge of their artillery
FTLN 0058 And shape of likelihood the news was told,
FTLN 0059 For he that brought them, in the very heat
FTLN 006060 And pride of their contention did take horse,
FTLN 0061 Uncertain of the issue any way.
FTLN 0062 Here is editorial emendationaeditorial emendation dear, a true-industrious friend,
FTLN 0063 Sir Walter Blunt, new lighted from his horse,
FTLN 0064 Stained with the variation of each soil
FTLN 006565 Betwixt that Holmedon and this seat of ours,
FTLN 0066 And he hath brought us smooth and welcome news.
FTLN 0067 The Earl of Douglas is discomfited;
FTLN 0068 Ten thousand bold Scots, two-and-twenty knights,
FTLN 0069 Balked in their own blood, did Sir Walter see
FTLN 007070 On Holmedon’s plains. Of prisoners Hotspur took
FTLN 0071 Mordake, Earl of Fife and eldest son
FTLN 0072 To beaten Douglas, and the Earl of Atholl,
FTLN 0073 Of Murray, Angus, and Menteith.
FTLN 0074 And is not this an honorable spoil?
FTLN 007575 A gallant prize? Ha, cousin, is it not?
FTLN 0076 In faith, it is a conquest for a prince to boast of.
FTLN 0077 Yea, there thou mak’st me sad, and mak’st me sin
FTLN 0078 In envy that my Lord Northumberland
FTLN 0079 Should be the father to so blest a son,
FTLN 008080 A son who is the theme of Honor’s tongue,
FTLN 0081 Amongst a grove the very straightest plant,
FTLN 0082 Who is sweet Fortune’s minion and her pride;
FTLN 0083 Whilst I, by looking on the praise of him,
FTLN 0084 See riot and dishonor stain the brow
FTLN 008585 Of my young Harry. O, that it could be proved
FTLN 0086 That some night-tripping fairy had exchanged
FTLN 0087 In cradle-clothes our children where they lay,

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ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 0088 And called mine “Percy,” his “Plantagenet”!
FTLN 0089 Then would I have his Harry, and he mine.
FTLN 009090 But let him from my thoughts. What think you, coz,
FTLN 0091 Of this young Percy’s pride? The prisoners
FTLN 0092 Which he in this adventure hath surprised
FTLN 0093 To his own use he keeps, and sends me word
FTLN 0094 I shall have none but Mordake, Earl of Fife.
FTLN 009595 This is his uncle’s teaching. This is Worcester,
FTLN 0096 Malevolent to you in all aspects,
FTLN 0097 Which makes him prune himself, and bristle up
FTLN 0098 The crest of youth against your dignity.
FTLN 0099 But I have sent for him to answer this.
FTLN 0100100 And for this cause awhile we must neglect
FTLN 0101 Our holy purpose to Jerusalem.
FTLN 0102 Cousin, on Wednesday next our council we
FTLN 0103 Will hold at Windsor. So inform the lords.
FTLN 0104 But come yourself with speed to us again,
FTLN 0105105 For more is to be said and to be done
FTLN 0106 Than out of anger can be utterèd.
WESTMORELAND  FTLN 0107I will, my liege.
They exit.

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Enter Prince of Wales, and Sir John Falstaff.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 0108Now, Hal, what time of day is it, lad?
PRINCE  FTLN 0109Thou art so fat-witted with drinking of old
FTLN 0110 sack, and unbuttoning thee after supper, and
FTLN 0111 sleeping upon benches after noon, that thou hast
FTLN 01125 forgotten to demand that truly which thou wouldst
FTLN 0113 truly know. What a devil hast thou to do with
FTLN 0114 the time of the day? Unless hours were cups of
FTLN 0115 sack, and minutes capons, and clocks the tongues

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ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 0116 of bawds, and dials the signs of leaping-houses,
FTLN 011710 and the blessed sun himself a fair hot wench in
FTLN 0118 flame-colored taffeta, I see no reason why thou
FTLN 0119 shouldst be so superfluous to demand the time
FTLN 0120 of the day.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0121Indeed, you come near me now, Hal, for we
FTLN 012215 that take purses go by the moon and the seven
FTLN 0123 stars, and not by Phoebus, he, that wand’ring
FTLN 0124 knight so fair. And I prithee, sweet wag, when thou
FTLN 0125 art king, as God save thy Grace—Majesty, I should
FTLN 0126 say, for grace thou wilt have none—
PRINCE  FTLN 012720What, none?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0128No, by my troth, not so much as will serve to
FTLN 0129 be prologue to an egg and butter.
PRINCE  FTLN 0130Well, how then? Come, roundly, roundly.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0131Marry then, sweet wag, when thou art king,
FTLN 013225 let not us that are squires of the night’s body be
FTLN 0133 called thieves of the day’s beauty. Let us be Diana’s
FTLN 0134 foresters, gentlemen of the shade, minions of the
FTLN 0135 moon, and let men say we be men of good government,
FTLN 0136 being governed, as the sea is, by our noble
FTLN 013730 and chaste mistress the moon, under whose countenance
FTLN 0138 we steal.
PRINCE  FTLN 0139Thou sayest well, and it holds well too, for the
FTLN 0140 fortune of us that are the moon’s men doth ebb and
FTLN 0141 flow like the sea, being governed, as the sea is, by
FTLN 014235 the moon. As for proof now: a purse of gold most
FTLN 0143 resolutely snatched on Monday night and most
FTLN 0144 dissolutely spent on Tuesday morning, got with
FTLN 0145 swearing “Lay by” and spent with crying “Bring
FTLN 0146 in”; now in as low an ebb as the foot of the ladder,
FTLN 014740 and by and by in as high a flow as the ridge of the
FTLN 0148 gallows.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0149By the Lord, thou sayst true, lad. And is not
FTLN 0150 my hostess of the tavern a most sweet wench?

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 1. SC. 2

PRINCE  FTLN 0151As the honey of Hybla, my old lad of the castle.
FTLN 015245 And is not a buff jerkin a most sweet robe of
FTLN 0153 durance?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0154How now, how now, mad wag? What, in thy
FTLN 0155 quips and thy quiddities? What a plague have I to
FTLN 0156 do with a buff jerkin?
PRINCE  FTLN 015750Why, what a pox have I to do with my hostess
FTLN 0158 of the tavern?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0159Well, thou hast called her to a reckoning
FTLN 0160 many a time and oft.
PRINCE  FTLN 0161Did I ever call for thee to pay thy part?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 016255No, I’ll give thee thy due. Thou hast paid all
FTLN 0163 there.
PRINCE  FTLN 0164Yea, and elsewhere, so far as my coin would
FTLN 0165 stretch, and where it would not, I have used my
FTLN 0166 credit.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 016760Yea, and so used it that were it not here
FTLN 0168 apparent that thou art heir apparent—But I prithee,
FTLN 0169 sweet wag, shall there be gallows standing in
FTLN 0170 England when thou art king? And resolution thus
FTLN 0171 fubbed as it is with the rusty curb of old father Antic
FTLN 017265 the law? Do not thou, when thou art king, hang a
FTLN 0173 thief.
PRINCE  FTLN 0174No, thou shalt.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0175Shall I? O rare! By the Lord, I’ll be a brave
FTLN 0176 judge.
PRINCE  FTLN 017770Thou judgest false already. I mean thou shalt
FTLN 0178 have the hanging of the thieves, and so become a
FTLN 0179 rare hangman.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0180Well, Hal, well, and in some sort it jumps
FTLN 0181 with my humor as well as waiting in the court, I
FTLN 018275 can tell you.
PRINCE  FTLN 0183For obtaining of suits?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0184Yea, for obtaining of suits, whereof the hangman
FTLN 0185 hath no lean wardrobe. ’Sblood, I am as
FTLN 0186 melancholy as a gib cat or a lugged bear.

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PRINCE  FTLN 018780Or an old lion, or a lover’s lute.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0188Yea, or the drone of a Lincolnshire bagpipe.
PRINCE  FTLN 0189What sayest thou to a hare, or the melancholy
FTLN 0190 of Moorditch?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0191Thou hast the most unsavory editorial emendationsimiles,editorial emendation and
FTLN 019285 art indeed the most comparative, rascaliest, sweet
FTLN 0193 young prince. But, Hal, I prithee trouble me no
FTLN 0194 more with vanity. I would to God thou and I knew
FTLN 0195 where a commodity of good names were to be
FTLN 0196 bought. An old lord of the council rated me the
FTLN 019790 other day in the street about you, sir, but I marked
FTLN 0198 him not, and yet he talked very wisely, but I
FTLN 0199 regarded him not, and yet he talked wisely, and in
FTLN 0200 the street, too.
PRINCE  FTLN 0201Thou didst well, for wisdom cries out in the
FTLN 020295 streets and no man regards it.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0203O, thou hast damnable iteration, and art
FTLN 0204 indeed able to corrupt a saint. Thou hast done
FTLN 0205 much harm upon me, Hal, God forgive thee for it.
FTLN 0206 Before I knew thee, Hal, I knew nothing, and now
FTLN 0207100 am I, if a man should speak truly, little better than
FTLN 0208 one of the wicked. I must give over this life, and I
FTLN 0209 will give it over. By the Lord, an I do not, I am a
FTLN 0210 villain. I’ll be damned for never a king’s son in
FTLN 0211 Christendom.
PRINCE  FTLN 0212105Where shall we take a purse tomorrow, Jack?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0213Zounds, where thou wilt, lad. I’ll make one.
FTLN 0214 An I do not, call me villain and baffle me.
PRINCE  FTLN 0215I see a good amendment of life in thee, from
FTLN 0216 praying to purse-taking.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0217110Why, Hal, ’tis my vocation, Hal. ’Tis no sin
FTLN 0218 for a man to labor in his vocation.

Enter Poins.

FTLN 0219 Poins!—Now shall we know if Gadshill have set a
FTLN 0220 match. O, if men were to be saved by merit, what

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ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 0221 hole in hell were hot enough for him? This is the
FTLN 0222115 most omnipotent villain that ever cried “Stand!” to
FTLN 0223 a true man.
PRINCE  FTLN 0224Good morrow, Ned.
POINS  FTLN 0225Good morrow, sweet Hal.—What says Monsieur
FTLN 0226 Remorse? What says Sir John Sack-and-Sugar?
FTLN 0227120 Jack, how agrees the devil and thee about
FTLN 0228 thy soul that thou soldest him on Good Friday last
FTLN 0229 for a cup of Madeira and a cold capon’s leg?
PRINCE  FTLN 0230Sir John stands to his word. The devil shall
FTLN 0231 have his bargain, for he was never yet a breaker of
FTLN 0232125 proverbs. He will give the devil his due.
POINS , editorial emendationto Falstaffeditorial emendation  FTLN 0233Then art thou damned for keeping
FTLN 0234 thy word with the devil.
PRINCE  FTLN 0235Else he had been damned for cozening the
FTLN 0236 devil.
POINS  FTLN 0237130But, my lads, my lads, tomorrow morning, by
FTLN 0238 four o’clock early at Gad’s Hill, there are pilgrims
FTLN 0239 going to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders
FTLN 0240 riding to London with fat purses. I have vizards for
FTLN 0241 you all. You have horses for yourselves. Gadshill lies
FTLN 0242135 tonight in Rochester. I have bespoke supper tomorrow
FTLN 0243 night in Eastcheap. We may do it as secure as
FTLN 0244 sleep. If you will go, I will stuff your purses full of
FTLN 0245 crowns. If you will not, tarry at home and be
FTLN 0246 hanged.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0247140Hear you, Yedward, if I tarry at home and
FTLN 0248 go not, I’ll hang you for going.
POINS  FTLN 0249You will, chops?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0250Hal, wilt thou make one?
PRINCE  FTLN 0251Who, I rob? I a thief? Not I, by my faith.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0252145There’s neither honesty, manhood, nor
FTLN 0253 good fellowship in thee, nor thou cam’st not of
FTLN 0254 the blood royal, if thou darest not stand for ten
FTLN 0255 shillings.
PRINCE  FTLN 0256Well then, once in my days I’ll be a madcap.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0257150Why, that’s well said.

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PRINCE  FTLN 0258Well, come what will, I’ll tarry at home.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0259By the Lord, I’ll be a traitor then when thou
FTLN 0260 art king.
PRINCE  FTLN 0261I care not.
POINS  FTLN 0262155Sir John, I prithee leave the Prince and me
FTLN 0263 alone. I will lay him down such reasons for this
FTLN 0264 adventure that he shall go.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0265Well, God give thee the spirit of persuasion,
FTLN 0266 and him the ears of profiting, that what thou
FTLN 0267160 speakest may move, and what he hears may be
FTLN 0268 believed, that the true prince may, for recreation
FTLN 0269 sake, prove a false thief, for the poor abuses of the
FTLN 0270 time want countenance. Farewell. You shall find me
FTLN 0271 in Eastcheap.
PRINCE  FTLN 0272165Farewell, editorial emendationthoueditorial emendation latter spring. Farewell, Allhallown
FTLN 0273 summer. editorial emendationFalstaff exits.editorial emendation
POINS  FTLN 0274Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with us
FTLN 0275 tomorrow. I have a jest to execute that I cannot
FTLN 0276 manage alone. Falstaff, editorial emendationPeto, Bardolph,editorial emendation and Gadshill
FTLN 0277170 shall rob those men that we have already
FTLN 0278 waylaid. Yourself and I will not be there. And when
FTLN 0279 they have the booty, if you and I do not rob them,
FTLN 0280 cut this head off from my shoulders.
PRINCE  FTLN 0281How shall we part with them in setting forth?
POINS  FTLN 0282175Why, we will set forth before or after them, and
FTLN 0283 appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at our
FTLN 0284 pleasure to fail; and then will they adventure upon
FTLN 0285 the exploit themselves, which they shall have no
FTLN 0286 sooner achieved but we’ll set upon them.
PRINCE  FTLN 0287180Yea, but ’tis like that they will know us by our
FTLN 0288 horses, by our habits, and by every other appointment
FTLN 0289 to be ourselves.
POINS  FTLN 0290Tut, our horses they shall not see; I’ll tie them
FTLN 0291 in the wood. Our vizards we will change after we
FTLN 0292185 leave them. And, sirrah, I have cases of buckram
FTLN 0293 for the nonce, to immask our noted outward
FTLN 0294 garments.

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PRINCE  FTLN 0295Yea, but I doubt they will be too hard for us.
POINS  FTLN 0296Well, for two of them, I know them to be as
FTLN 0297190 true-bred cowards as ever turned back; and for the
FTLN 0298 third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I’ll
FTLN 0299 forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be the
FTLN 0300 incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will
FTLN 0301 tell us when we meet at supper: how thirty at least
FTLN 0302195 he fought with, what wards, what blows, what
FTLN 0303 extremities he endured; and in the reproof of this
FTLN 0304 lives the jest.
PRINCE  FTLN 0305Well, I’ll go with thee. Provide us all things
FTLN 0306 necessary and meet me tomorrow night in Eastcheap.
FTLN 0307200 There I’ll sup. Farewell.
POINS  FTLN 0308Farewell, my lord. Poins exits.
FTLN 0309 I know you all, and will awhile uphold
FTLN 0310 The unyoked humor of your idleness.
FTLN 0311 Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
FTLN 0312205 Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
FTLN 0313 To smother up his beauty from the world,
FTLN 0314 That, when he please again to be himself,
FTLN 0315 Being wanted, he may be more wondered at
FTLN 0316 By breaking through the foul and ugly mists
FTLN 0317210 Of vapors that did seem to strangle him.
FTLN 0318 If all the year were playing holidays,
FTLN 0319 To sport would be as tedious as to work,
FTLN 0320 But when they seldom come, they wished-for come,
FTLN 0321 And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents.
FTLN 0322215 So when this loose behavior I throw off
FTLN 0323 And pay the debt I never promisèd,
FTLN 0324 By how much better than my word I am,
FTLN 0325 By so much shall I falsify men’s hopes;
FTLN 0326 And, like bright metal on a sullen ground,
FTLN 0327220 My reformation, glitt’ring o’er my fault,
FTLN 0328 Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes
FTLN 0329 Than that which hath no foil to set it off.

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0330 I’ll so offend to make offense a skill,
FTLN 0331 Redeeming time when men think least I will.
He exits.

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Enter the King, Northumberland, Worcester, Hotspur,
editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Sir Walter Blunt, with others.

KING , editorial emendationto Northumberland, Worcester, and Hotspureditorial emendation 
FTLN 0332 My blood hath been too cold and temperate,
FTLN 0333 Unapt to stir at these indignities,
FTLN 0334 And you have found me, for accordingly
FTLN 0335 You tread upon my patience. But be sure
FTLN 03365 I will from henceforth rather be myself,
FTLN 0337 Mighty and to be feared, than my condition,
FTLN 0338 Which hath been smooth as oil, soft as young down,
FTLN 0339 And therefore lost that title of respect
FTLN 0340 Which the proud soul ne’er pays but to the proud.
FTLN 034110 Our house, my sovereign liege, little deserves
FTLN 0342 The scourge of greatness to be used on it,
FTLN 0343 And that same greatness too which our own hands
FTLN 0344 Have holp to make so portly.
FTLN 034615 Worcester, get thee gone, for I do see
FTLN 0347 Danger and disobedience in thine eye.
FTLN 0348 O sir, your presence is too bold and peremptory,
FTLN 0349 And majesty might never yet endure
FTLN 0350 The moody frontier of a servant brow.
FTLN 035120 You have good leave to leave us. When we need
FTLN 0352 Your use and counsel, we shall send for you.
Worcester exits.
FTLN 0353 You were about to speak.
NORTHUMBERLAND  FTLN 0354 Yea, my good lord.

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0355 Those prisoners in your Highness’ name demanded,
FTLN 035625 Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took,
FTLN 0357 Were, as he says, not with such strength denied
FTLN 0358 As is delivered to your Majesty.
FTLN 0359 Either envy, therefore, or misprision
FTLN 0360 Is guilty of this fault, and not my son.
FTLN 036130 My liege, I did deny no prisoners.
FTLN 0362 But I remember, when the fight was done,
FTLN 0363 When I was dry with rage and extreme toil,
FTLN 0364 Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,
FTLN 0365 Came there a certain lord, neat and trimly dressed,
FTLN 036635 Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin new reaped
FTLN 0367 Showed like a stubble land at harvest home.
FTLN 0368 He was perfumèd like a milliner,
FTLN 0369 And ’twixt his finger and his thumb he held
FTLN 0370 A pouncet box, which ever and anon
FTLN 037140 He gave his nose and took ’t away again,
FTLN 0372 Who therewith angry, when it next came there,
FTLN 0373 Took it in snuff; and still he smiled and talked.
FTLN 0374 And as the soldiers bore dead bodies by,
FTLN 0375 He called them untaught knaves, unmannerly,
FTLN 037645 To bring a slovenly unhandsome corse
FTLN 0377 Betwixt the wind and his nobility.
FTLN 0378 With many holiday and lady terms
FTLN 0379 He questioned me, amongst the rest demanded
FTLN 0380 My prisoners in your Majesty’s behalf.
FTLN 038150 I then, all smarting with my wounds being cold,
FTLN 0382 To be so pestered with a popinjay,
FTLN 0383 Out of my grief and my impatience
FTLN 0384 Answered neglectingly I know not what—
FTLN 0385 He should, or he should not; for he made me mad
FTLN 038655 To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet
FTLN 0387 And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman
FTLN 0388 Of guns, and drums, and wounds—God save the
FTLN 0389 mark!—

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0390 And telling me the sovereignest thing on Earth
FTLN 039160 Was parmacety for an inward bruise,
FTLN 0392 And that it was great pity, so it was,
FTLN 0393 This villainous saltpeter should be digged
FTLN 0394 Out of the bowels of the harmless Earth,
FTLN 0395 Which many a good tall fellow had destroyed
FTLN 039665 So cowardly, and but for these vile guns
FTLN 0397 He would himself have been a soldier.
FTLN 0398 This bald unjointed chat of his, my lord,
FTLN 0399 I answered indirectly, as I said,
FTLN 0400 And I beseech you, let not his report
FTLN 040170 Come current for an accusation
FTLN 0402 Betwixt my love and your high Majesty.
FTLN 0403 The circumstance considered, good my lord,
FTLN 0404 Whate’er Lord Harry Percy then had said
FTLN 0405 To such a person and in such a place,
FTLN 040675 At such a time, with all the rest retold,
FTLN 0407 May reasonably die and never rise
FTLN 0408 To do him wrong or any way impeach
FTLN 0409 What then he said, so he unsay it now.
FTLN 0410 Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,
FTLN 041180 But with proviso and exception
FTLN 0412 That we at our own charge shall ransom straight
FTLN 0413 His brother-in-law, the foolish Mortimer,
FTLN 0414 Who, on my soul, hath willfully betrayed
FTLN 0415 The lives of those that he did lead to fight
FTLN 041685 Against that great magician, damned Glendower,
FTLN 0417 Whose daughter, as we hear, that Earl of March
FTLN 0418 Hath lately married. Shall our coffers then
FTLN 0419 Be emptied to redeem a traitor home?
FTLN 0420 Shall we buy treason and indent with fears
FTLN 042190 When they have lost and forfeited themselves?
FTLN 0422 No, on the barren mountains let him starve,
FTLN 0423 For I shall never hold that man my friend

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0424 Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost
FTLN 0425 To ransom home revolted Mortimer.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 042695Revolted Mortimer!
FTLN 0427 He never did fall off, my sovereign liege,
FTLN 0428 But by the chance of war. To prove that true
FTLN 0429 Needs no more but one tongue for all those wounds,
FTLN 0430 Those mouthèd wounds, which valiantly he took
FTLN 0431100 When on the gentle Severn’s sedgy bank
FTLN 0432 In single opposition hand to hand
FTLN 0433 He did confound the best part of an hour
FTLN 0434 In changing hardiment with great Glendower.
FTLN 0435 Three times they breathed, and three times did they
FTLN 0436105 drink,
FTLN 0437 Upon agreement, of swift Severn’s flood,
FTLN 0438 Who then, affrighted with their bloody looks,
FTLN 0439 Ran fearfully among the trembling reeds
FTLN 0440 And hid his crisp head in the hollow bank,
FTLN 0441110 Blood-stainèd with these valiant combatants.
FTLN 0442 Never did bare and rotten policy
FTLN 0443 Color her working with such deadly wounds,
FTLN 0444 Nor never could the noble Mortimer
FTLN 0445 Receive so many, and all willingly.
FTLN 0446115 Then let not him be slandered with revolt.
FTLN 0447 Thou dost belie him, Percy; thou dost belie him.
FTLN 0448 He never did encounter with Glendower.
FTLN 0449 I tell thee, he durst as well have met the devil alone
FTLN 0450 As Owen Glendower for an enemy.
FTLN 0451120 Art thou not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth
FTLN 0452 Let me not hear you speak of Mortimer.
FTLN 0453 Send me your prisoners with the speediest means,
FTLN 0454 Or you shall hear in such a kind from me
FTLN 0455 As will displease you.—My lord Northumberland,
FTLN 0456125 We license your departure with your son.—
FTLN 0457 Send us your prisoners, or you will hear of it.
King exits editorial emendationwith Blunt and others.editorial emendation

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0458 An if the devil come and roar for them,
FTLN 0459 I will not send them. I will after straight
FTLN 0460 And tell him so, for I will ease my heart,
FTLN 0461130 Albeit I make a hazard of my head.
FTLN 0462 What, drunk with choler? Stay and pause awhile.
FTLN 0463 Here comes your uncle.

Enter Worcester.

HOTSPUR  FTLN 0464 Speak of Mortimer?
FTLN 0465 Zounds, I will speak of him, and let my soul
FTLN 0466135 Want mercy if I do not join with him.
FTLN 0467 Yea, on his part I’ll empty all these veins
FTLN 0468 And shed my dear blood drop by drop in the dust,
FTLN 0469 But I will lift the downtrod Mortimer
FTLN 0470 As high in the air as this unthankful king,
FTLN 0471140 As this ingrate and cankered Bolingbroke.
FTLN 0472 Brother, the King hath made your nephew mad.
FTLN 0473 Who struck this heat up after I was gone?
FTLN 0474 He will forsooth have all my prisoners,
FTLN 0475 And when I urged the ransom once again
FTLN 0476145 Of my wife’s brother, then his cheek looked pale,
FTLN 0477 And on my face he turned an eye of death,
FTLN 0478 Trembling even at the name of Mortimer.
FTLN 0479 I cannot blame him. Was not he proclaimed
FTLN 0480 By Richard, that dead is, the next of blood?
FTLN 0481150 He was; I heard the proclamation.
FTLN 0482 And then it was when the unhappy king—
FTLN 0483 Whose wrongs in us God pardon!—did set forth
FTLN 0484 Upon his Irish expedition;

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0485 From whence he, intercepted, did return
FTLN 0486155 To be deposed and shortly murderèd.
FTLN 0487 And for whose death we in the world’s wide mouth
FTLN 0488 Live scandalized and foully spoken of.
FTLN 0489 But soft, I pray you. Did King Richard then
FTLN 0490 Proclaim my brother Edmund Mortimer
FTLN 0491160 Heir to the crown?
NORTHUMBERLAND  FTLN 0492 He did; myself did hear it.
FTLN 0493 Nay then, I cannot blame his cousin king
FTLN 0494 That wished him on the barren mountains starve.
FTLN 0495 But shall it be that you that set the crown
FTLN 0496165 Upon the head of this forgetful man
FTLN 0497 And for his sake wear the detested blot
FTLN 0498 Of murderous subornation—shall it be
FTLN 0499 That you a world of curses undergo,
FTLN 0500 Being the agents or base second means,
FTLN 0501170 The cords, the ladder, or the hangman rather?
FTLN 0502 O, pardon me that I descend so low
FTLN 0503 To show the line and the predicament
FTLN 0504 Wherein you range under this subtle king.
FTLN 0505 Shall it for shame be spoken in these days,
FTLN 0506175 Or fill up chronicles in time to come,
FTLN 0507 That men of your nobility and power
FTLN 0508 Did gage them both in an unjust behalf
FTLN 0509 (As both of you, God pardon it, have done)
FTLN 0510 To put down Richard, that sweet lovely rose,
FTLN 0511180 And plant this thorn, this canker, Bolingbroke?
FTLN 0512 And shall it in more shame be further spoken
FTLN 0513 That you are fooled, discarded, and shook off
FTLN 0514 By him for whom these shames you underwent?
FTLN 0515 No, yet time serves wherein you may redeem
FTLN 0516185 Your banished honors and restore yourselves
FTLN 0517 Into the good thoughts of the world again,

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0518 Revenge the jeering and disdained contempt
FTLN 0519 Of this proud king, who studies day and night
FTLN 0520 To answer all the debt he owes to you
FTLN 0521190 Even with the bloody payment of your deaths.
FTLN 0522 Therefore I say—
WORCESTER  FTLN 0523 Peace, cousin, say no more.
FTLN 0524 And now I will unclasp a secret book,
FTLN 0525 And to your quick-conceiving discontents
FTLN 0526195 I’ll read you matter deep and dangerous,
FTLN 0527 As full of peril and adventurous spirit
FTLN 0528 As to o’erwalk a current roaring loud
FTLN 0529 On the unsteadfast footing of a spear.
FTLN 0530 If he fall in, good night, or sink or swim!
FTLN 0531200 Send danger from the east unto the west,
FTLN 0532 So honor cross it from the north to south,
FTLN 0533 And let them grapple. O, the blood more stirs
FTLN 0534 To rouse a lion than to start a hare!
NORTHUMBERLAND , editorial emendationto Worcestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0535 Imagination of some great exploit
FTLN 0536205 Drives him beyond the bounds of patience.
editorial emendationHOTSPUReditorial emendation 
FTLN 0537 By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap
FTLN 0538 To pluck bright honor from the pale-faced moon,
FTLN 0539 Or dive into the bottom of the deep,
FTLN 0540 Where fathom line could never touch the ground,
FTLN 0541210 And pluck up drownèd honor by the locks,
FTLN 0542 So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
FTLN 0543 Without corrival all her dignities.
FTLN 0544 But out upon this half-faced fellowship!
FTLN 0545 He apprehends a world of figures here,
FTLN 0546215 But not the form of what he should attend.—
FTLN 0547 Good cousin, give me audience for a while.
FTLN 0548 I cry you mercy.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 1. SC. 3

WORCESTER  FTLN 0549 Those same noble Scots
FTLN 0550 That are your prisoners—
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0551220 I’ll keep them all.
FTLN 0552 By God, he shall not have a Scot of them.
FTLN 0553 No, if a Scot would save his soul, he shall not.
FTLN 0554 I’ll keep them, by this hand!
WORCESTER  FTLN 0555 You start away
FTLN 0556225 And lend no ear unto my purposes:
FTLN 0557 Those prisoners you shall keep—
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0558Nay, I will. That’s flat!
FTLN 0559 He said he would not ransom Mortimer,
FTLN 0560 Forbade my tongue to speak of Mortimer.
FTLN 0561230 But I will find him when he lies asleep,
FTLN 0562 And in his ear I’ll hollo “Mortimer.”
FTLN 0563 Nay, I’ll have a starling shall be taught to speak
FTLN 0564 Nothing but “Mortimer,” and give it him
FTLN 0565 To keep his anger still in motion.
WORCESTER  FTLN 0566235Hear you, cousin, a word.
FTLN 0567 All studies here I solemnly defy,
FTLN 0568 Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke.
FTLN 0569 And that same sword-and-buckler Prince of Wales—
FTLN 0570 But that I think his father loves him not
FTLN 0571240 And would be glad he met with some mischance—
FTLN 0572 I would have him poisoned with a pot of ale.
FTLN 0573 Farewell, kinsman. I’ll talk to you
FTLN 0574 When you are better tempered to attend.
NORTHUMBERLAND , editorial emendationto Hotspureditorial emendation 
FTLN 0575 Why, what a wasp-stung and impatient fool
FTLN 0576245 Art thou to break into this woman’s mood,
FTLN 0577 Tying thine ear to no tongue but thine own!
FTLN 0578 Why, look you, I am editorial emendationwhippededitorial emendation and scourged with
FTLN 0579 rods,
FTLN 0580 Nettled and stung with pismires, when I hear

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0581250 Of this vile politician, Bolingbroke.
FTLN 0582 In Richard’s time—what do you call the place?
FTLN 0583 A plague upon it! It is in Gloucestershire.
FTLN 0584 ’Twas where the madcap duke his uncle kept,
FTLN 0585 His uncle York, where I first bowed my knee
FTLN 0586255 Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke.
FTLN 0587 ’Sblood, when you and he came back from
FTLN 0588 Ravenspurgh.
NORTHUMBERLAND  FTLN 0589At Berkeley Castle.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0590You say true.
FTLN 0591260 Why, what a candy deal of courtesy
FTLN 0592 This fawning greyhound then did proffer me:
FTLN 0593 “Look when his infant fortune came to age,”
FTLN 0594 And “gentle Harry Percy,” and “kind cousin.”
FTLN 0595 O, the devil take such cozeners!—God forgive me!
FTLN 0596265 Good uncle, tell your tale. I have done.
FTLN 0597 Nay, if you have not, to it again.
FTLN 0598 We will stay your leisure.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0599 I have done, i’ faith.
FTLN 0600 Then once more to your Scottish prisoners:
FTLN 0601270 Deliver them up without their ransom straight,
FTLN 0602 And make the Douglas’ son your only mean
FTLN 0603 For powers in Scotland, which, for divers reasons
FTLN 0604 Which I shall send you written, be assured
FTLN 0605 Will easily be granted.—You, my lord,
FTLN 0606275 Your son in Scotland being thus employed,
FTLN 0607 Shall secretly into the bosom creep
FTLN 0608 Of that same noble prelate well beloved,
FTLN 0609 The Archbishop.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0610Of York, is it not?
WORCESTER  FTLN 0611280True, who bears hard
FTLN 0612 His brother’s death at Bristol, the Lord Scroop.
FTLN 0613 I speak not this in estimation,

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0614 As what I think might be, but what I know
FTLN 0615 Is ruminated, plotted, and set down,
FTLN 0616285 And only stays but to behold the face
FTLN 0617 Of that occasion that shall bring it on.
FTLN 0618 I smell it. Upon my life it will do well.
FTLN 0619 Before the game is afoot thou still let’st slip.
FTLN 0620 Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot.
FTLN 0621290 And then the power of Scotland and of York
FTLN 0622 To join with Mortimer, ha?
WORCESTER  FTLN 0623 And so they shall.
FTLN 0624 In faith, it is exceedingly well aimed.
FTLN 0625 And ’tis no little reason bids us speed
FTLN 0626295 To save our heads by raising of a head,
FTLN 0627 For bear ourselves as even as we can,
FTLN 0628 The King will always think him in our debt,
FTLN 0629 And think we think ourselves unsatisfied,
FTLN 0630 Till he hath found a time to pay us home.
FTLN 0631300 And see already how he doth begin
FTLN 0632 To make us strangers to his looks of love.
FTLN 0633 He does, he does. We’ll be revenged on him.
FTLN 0634 Cousin, farewell. No further go in this
FTLN 0635 Than I by letters shall direct your course.
FTLN 0636305 When time is ripe, which will be suddenly,
FTLN 0637 I’ll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer,
FTLN 0638 Where you and Douglas and our powers at once,
FTLN 0639 As I will fashion it, shall happily meet
FTLN 0640 To bear editorial emendationoureditorial emendation fortunes in our own strong arms,
FTLN 0641310 Which now we hold at much uncertainty.

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ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0642 Farewell, good brother. We shall thrive, I trust.
FTLN 0643 Uncle, adieu. O, let the hours be short
FTLN 0644 Till fields and blows and groans applaud our sport.
They exit.

editorial emendationACT 2editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand.

FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0645Heigh-ho! An it be not four by the day,
FTLN 0646 I’ll be hanged. Charles’s Wain is over the new
FTLN 0647 chimney, and yet our horse not packed.—What,
FTLN 0648 ostler!
OSTLER , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 06495Anon, anon.
FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0650I prithee, Tom, beat Cut’s saddle. Put a
FTLN 0651 few flocks in the point. Poor jade is wrung in the
FTLN 0652 withers out of all cess.

Enter another Carrier, editorial emendationwith a lantern.editorial emendation

SECOND CARRIER  FTLN 0653Peas and beans are as dank here as a
FTLN 065410 dog, and that is the next way to give poor jades the
FTLN 0655 bots. This house is turned upside down since Robin
FTLN 0656 ostler died.
FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0657Poor fellow never joyed since the price
FTLN 0658 of oats rose. It was the death of him.
SECOND CARRIER  FTLN 065915I think this be the most villainous
FTLN 0660 house in all London road for fleas. I am stung like a
FTLN 0661 tench.
FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0662Like a tench? By the Mass, there is
FTLN 0663 ne’er a king christen could be better bit than I have
FTLN 066420 been since the first cock.
SECOND CARRIER  FTLN 0665Why, they will allow us ne’er a jordan,

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0666 and then we leak in your chimney, and your
FTLN 0667 chamber-lye breeds fleas like a loach.
FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0668What, ostler, come away and be
FTLN 066925 hanged. Come away.
SECOND CARRIER  FTLN 0670I have a gammon of bacon and two
FTLN 0671 races of ginger to be delivered as far as Charing
FTLN 0672 Cross.
FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0673God’s body, the turkeys in my pannier
FTLN 067430 are quite starved.—What, ostler! A plague on thee!
FTLN 0675 Hast thou never an eye in thy head? Canst not hear?
FTLN 0676 An ’twere not as good deed as drink to break the
FTLN 0677 pate on thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be
FTLN 0678 hanged. Hast no faith in thee?

Enter Gadshill.

GADSHILL  FTLN 067935Good morrow, carriers. What’s o’clock?
editorial emendationFIRSTeditorial emendation CARRIER  FTLN 0680I think it be two o’clock.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0681I prithee, lend me thy lantern to see my
FTLN 0682 gelding in the stable.
FIRST CARRIER  FTLN 0683Nay, by God, soft. I know a trick worth
FTLN 068440 two of that, i’ faith.
GADSHILL , editorial emendationto Second Carriereditorial emendation  FTLN 0685I pray thee, lend me
FTLN 0686 thine.
SECOND CARRIER  FTLN 0687Ay, when, canst tell? “Lend me thy
FTLN 0688 lantern,” quoth he. Marry, I’ll see thee hanged
FTLN 068945 first.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0690Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to
FTLN 0691 come to London?
SECOND CARRIER  FTLN 0692Time enough to go to bed with a
FTLN 0693 candle, I warrant thee. Come, neighbor Mugs,
FTLN 069450 we’ll call up the gentlemen. They will along with
FTLN 0695 company, for they have great charge.
editorial emendationCarrierseditorial emendation exit.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0696What ho, chamberlain!

Enter Chamberlain.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

CHAMBERLAIN  FTLN 0697At hand, quoth pickpurse.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0698That’s even as fair as “at hand, quoth the
FTLN 069955 Chamberlain,” for thou variest no more from
FTLN 0700 picking of purses than giving direction doth from
FTLN 0701 laboring: thou layest the plot how.
CHAMBERLAIN  FTLN 0702Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds
FTLN 0703 current that I told you yesternight: there’s a franklin
FTLN 070460 in the Wild of Kent hath brought three hundred
FTLN 0705 marks with him in gold. I heard him tell it to one of
FTLN 0706 his company last night at supper—a kind of auditor,
FTLN 0707 one that hath abundance of charge too, God knows
FTLN 0708 what. They are up already and call for eggs and
FTLN 070965 butter. They will away presently.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0710Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas’
FTLN 0711 clerks, I’ll give thee this neck.
CHAMBERLAIN  FTLN 0712No, I’ll none of it. I pray thee, keep that
FTLN 0713 for the hangman, for I know thou worshipest Saint
FTLN 071470 Nicholas as truly as a man of falsehood may.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0715What talkest thou to me of the hangman? If
FTLN 0716 I hang, I’ll make a fat pair of gallows, for if I hang,
FTLN 0717 old Sir John hangs with me, and thou knowest he is
FTLN 0718 no starveling. Tut, there are other Troyans that
FTLN 071975 thou dream’st not of, the which for sport sake are
FTLN 0720 content to do the profession some grace, that
FTLN 0721 would, if matters should be looked into, for their
FTLN 0722 own credit sake make all whole. I am joined with no
FTLN 0723 foot-land-rakers, no long-staff sixpenny strikers,
FTLN 072480 none of these mad mustachio purple-hued malt-worms,
FTLN 0725 but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters
FTLN 0726 and great oneyers, such as can hold in, such
FTLN 0727 as will strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner
FTLN 0728 than drink, and drink sooner than pray, and yet,
FTLN 072985 zounds, I lie, for they pray continually to their saint
FTLN 0730 the commonwealth, or rather not pray to her but
FTLN 0731 prey on her, for they ride up and down on her and
FTLN 0732 make her their boots.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 2. SC. 2

CHAMBERLAIN  FTLN 0733What, the commonwealth their boots?
FTLN 073490 Will she hold out water in foul way?
GADSHILL  FTLN 0735She will, she will. Justice hath liquored her.
FTLN 0736 We steal as in a castle, cocksure. We have the
FTLN 0737 receipt of fern seed; we walk invisible.
CHAMBERLAIN  FTLN 0738Nay, by my faith, I think you are more
FTLN 073995 beholding to the night than to fern seed for your
FTLN 0740 walking invisible.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0741Give me thy hand. Thou shalt have a share in
FTLN 0742 our purchase, as I am a true man.
CHAMBERLAIN  FTLN 0743Nay, rather let me have it as you are a
FTLN 0744100 false thief.
GADSHILL  FTLN 0745Go to. Homo is a common name to all men.
FTLN 0746 Bid the ostler bring my gelding out of the stable.
FTLN 0747 Farewell, you muddy knave.
editorial emendationThey exit.editorial emendation

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Enter Prince, Poins, editorial emendationBardolph,editorial emendation and Peto.

POINS  FTLN 0748Come, shelter, shelter! I have removed Falstaff’s
FTLN 0749 horse, and he frets like a gummed velvet.
PRINCE  FTLN 0750Stand close. editorial emendationPoins, Bardolph, and Peto exit.editorial emendation

Enter Falstaff.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 0751Poins! Poins, and be hanged! Poins!
PRINCE  FTLN 07525Peace, you fat-kidneyed rascal. What a brawling
FTLN 0753 dost thou keep!
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0754Where’s Poins, Hal?
PRINCE  FTLN 0755He is walked up to the top of the hill. I’ll go
FTLN 0756 seek him. editorial emendationPrince exits.editorial emendation
FALSTAFF  FTLN 075710I am accursed to rob in that thief’s company.
FTLN 0758 The rascal hath removed my horse and tied him I
FTLN 0759 know not where. If I travel but four foot by the
FTLN 0760 square further afoot, I shall break my wind. Well, I

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FTLN 0761 doubt not but to die a fair death for all this, if I
FTLN 076215 ’scape hanging for killing that rogue. I have forsworn
FTLN 0763 his company hourly any time this two-and-twenty
FTLN 0764 years, and yet I am bewitched with the
FTLN 0765 rogue’s company. If the rascal have not given me
FTLN 0766 medicines to make me love him, I’ll be hanged. It
FTLN 076720 could not be else: I have drunk medicines.—Poins!
FTLN 0768 Hal! A plague upon you both.—Bardolph! Peto!—
FTLN 0769 I’ll starve ere I’ll rob a foot further. An ’twere not as
FTLN 0770 good a deed as drink to turn true man and to leave
FTLN 0771 these rogues, I am the veriest varlet that ever
FTLN 077225 chewed with a tooth. Eight yards of uneven ground
FTLN 0773 is threescore and ten miles afoot with me, and the
FTLN 0774 stony-hearted villains know it well enough. A plague
FTLN 0775 upon it when thieves cannot be true one to another!
FTLN 0776  (They whistle, editorial emendationwithin.editorial emendation) Whew! A plague upon you
FTLN 077730 all!

editorial emendationEnter the Prince, Poins, Peto, and Bardolph.editorial emendation

FTLN 0778 Give me my horse, you rogues. Give me my horse
FTLN 0779 and be hanged!
PRINCE  FTLN 0780Peace, you fat guts! Lie down, lay thine ear
FTLN 0781 close to the ground, and list if thou canst hear the
FTLN 078235 tread of travelers.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0783Have you any levers to lift me up again being
FTLN 0784 down? ’Sblood, I’ll not bear my own flesh so
FTLN 0785 far afoot again for all the coin in thy father’s Exchequer.
FTLN 0786 What a plague mean you to colt me
FTLN 078740 thus?
PRINCE  FTLN 0788Thou liest. Thou art not colted; thou art
FTLN 0789 uncolted.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0790I prithee, good Prince Hal, help me to my
FTLN 0791 horse, good king’s son.
PRINCE  FTLN 079245Out, you rogue! Shall I be your ostler?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0793Hang thyself in thine own heir-apparent
FTLN 0794 garters! If I be ta’en, I’ll peach for this. An I have

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FTLN 0795 not ballads made on you all and sung to filthy
FTLN 0796 tunes, let a cup of sack be my poison—when a jest
FTLN 079750 is so forward, and afoot too! I hate it.

Enter Gadshill.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 0799So I do, against my will.
POINS  FTLN 0800O, ’tis our setter. I know his voice.
editorial emendationBARDOLPHeditorial emendation  FTLN 0801What news?
editorial emendationGADSHILLeditorial emendation  FTLN 080255Case you, case you. On with your vizards.
FTLN 0803 There’s money of the King’s coming down the hill.
FTLN 0804 ’Tis going to the King’s Exchequer.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0805You lie, you rogue. ’Tis going to the King’s
FTLN 0806 Tavern.
GADSHILL  FTLN 080760There’s enough to make us all.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0808To be hanged.
PRINCE  FTLN 0809Sirs, you four shall front them in the narrow
FTLN 0810 lane. Ned Poins and I will walk lower. If they ’scape
FTLN 0811 from your encounter, then they light on us.
PETO  FTLN 081265How many be there of them?
GADSHILL  FTLN 0813Some eight or ten.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0814Zounds, will they not rob us?
PRINCE  FTLN 0815What, a coward, Sir John Paunch?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0816Indeed, I am not John of Gaunt, your grandfather,
FTLN 081770 but yet no coward, Hal.
PRINCE  FTLN 0818Well, we leave that to the proof.
POINS  FTLN 0819Sirrah Jack, thy horse stands behind the hedge.
FTLN 0820 When thou need’st him, there thou shalt find him.
FTLN 0821 Farewell and stand fast.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 082275Now cannot I strike him, if I should be
FTLN 0823 hanged.
PRINCE , editorial emendationaside to Poinseditorial emendation  FTLN 0824Ned, where are our disguises?
POINS , editorial emendationaside to Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 0825Here, hard by. Stand close.
editorial emendationThe Prince and Poins exit.editorial emendation
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0826Now, my masters, happy man be his dole,
FTLN 082780 say I. Every man to his business.
editorial emendationThey step aside.editorial emendation

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ACT 2. SC. 2

Enter the Travelers.

editorial emendationFIRSTeditorial emendation TRAVELER  FTLN 0828Come, neighbor, the boy shall lead
FTLN 0829 our horses down the hill. We’ll walk afoot awhile
FTLN 0830 and ease our legs.
THIEVES , editorial emendationadvancingeditorial emendation  FTLN 0831Stand!
TRAVELERS  FTLN 083285Jesus bless us!
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0833Strike! Down with them! Cut the villains’
FTLN 0834 throats! Ah, whoreson caterpillars, bacon-fed
FTLN 0835 knaves, they hate us youth. Down with them!
FTLN 0836 Fleece them!
TRAVELERS  FTLN 083790O, we are undone, both we and ours
FTLN 0838 forever!
FALSTAFF  FTLN 0839Hang, you gorbellied knaves! Are you undone?
FTLN 0840 No, you fat chuffs. I would your store were
FTLN 0841 here. On, bacons, on! What, you knaves, young men
FTLN 084295 must live. You are grandjurors, are you? We’ll jure
FTLN 0843 you, faith.
Here they rob them and bind them. They editorial emendationalleditorial emendation exit.

Enter the Prince and Poins, editorial emendationdisguised.editorial emendation

PRINCE  FTLN 0844The thieves have bound the true men. Now
FTLN 0845 could thou and I rob the thieves and go merrily to
FTLN 0846 London, it would be argument for a week, laughter
FTLN 0847100 for a month, and a good jest forever.
POINS  FTLN 0848Stand close, I hear them coming.
editorial emendationThey step aside.editorial emendation

Enter the Thieves again.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 0849Come, my masters, let us share, and then to
FTLN 0850 horse before day. An the Prince and Poins be not
FTLN 0851 two arrant cowards, there’s no equity stirring.
FTLN 0852105 There’s no more valor in that Poins than in a wild
FTLN 0853 duck.
As they are sharing, the Prince
and Poins set upon them.

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ACT 2. SC. 3

PRINCE  FTLN 0854Your money!
POINS  FTLN 0855Villains!
They all run away, and Falstaff, after a blow or two,
runs away too, leaving the booty behind them.

FTLN 0856 Got with much ease. Now merrily to horse.
FTLN 0857110 The thieves are all scattered, and possessed with
FTLN 0858 fear
FTLN 0859 So strongly that they dare not meet each other.
FTLN 0860 Each takes his fellow for an officer.
FTLN 0861 Away, good Ned. Falstaff sweats to death,
FTLN 0862115 And lards the lean earth as he walks along.
FTLN 0863 Were ’t not for laughing, I should pity him.
POINS  FTLN 0864How the fat rogue roared!
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Enter Hotspur alone, reading a letter.

editorial emendationHOTSPUReditorial emendation  FTLN 0865But, for mine own part, my lord, I could be
FTLN 0866 well contented to be there, in respect of the love I
FTLN 0867 bear your house.
 He could be contented; why is he
FTLN 0868 not, then? In respect of the love he bears our
FTLN 08695 house—he shows in this he loves his own barn
FTLN 0870 better than he loves our house. Let me see some
FTLN 0871 more. The purpose you undertake is dangerous.
FTLN 0872 Why, that’s certain. ’Tis dangerous to take a cold,
FTLN 0873 to sleep, to drink; but I tell you, my Lord Fool, out
FTLN 087410 of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.
FTLN 0875 The purpose you undertake is dangerous, the friends
FTLN 0876 you have named uncertain, the time itself unsorted,
FTLN 0877 and your whole plot too light for the counterpoise
FTLN 0878 of so great an opposition.
 Say you so, say you so?
FTLN 087915 I say unto you again, you are a shallow, cowardly
FTLN 0880 hind, and you lie. What a lack-brain is this! By

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 0881 the Lord, our plot is a good plot as ever was laid,
FTLN 0882 our friends true and constant—a good plot,
FTLN 0883 good friends, and full of expectation; an excellent
FTLN 088420 plot, very good friends. What a frosty-spirited
FTLN 0885 rogue is this! Why, my Lord of York commends
FTLN 0886 the plot and the general course of the action.
FTLN 0887 Zounds, an I were now by this rascal, I could brain
FTLN 0888 him with his lady’s fan. Is there not my father, my
FTLN 088925 uncle, and myself, Lord Edmund Mortimer, my
FTLN 0890 Lord of York, and Owen Glendower? Is there not
FTLN 0891 besides the Douglas? Have I not all their letters to
FTLN 0892 meet me in arms by the ninth of the next month,
FTLN 0893 and are they not some of them set forward already?
FTLN 089430 What a pagan rascal is this—an infidel! Ha, you
FTLN 0895 shall see now, in very sincerity of fear and cold
FTLN 0896 heart, will he to the King and lay open all our
FTLN 0897 proceedings. O, I could divide myself and go to
FTLN 0898 buffets for moving such a dish of skim milk with so
FTLN 089935 honorable an action! Hang him, let him tell the
FTLN 0900 King. We are prepared. I will set forward tonight.

Enter his Lady.

FTLN 0901 How now, Kate? I must leave you within these two
FTLN 0902 hours.
FTLN 0903 O my good lord, why are you thus alone?
FTLN 090440 For what offense have I this fortnight been
FTLN 0905 A banished woman from my Harry’s bed?
FTLN 0906 Tell me, sweet lord, what is ’t that takes from thee
FTLN 0907 Thy stomach, pleasure, and thy golden sleep?
FTLN 0908 Why dost thou bend thine eyes upon the earth
FTLN 090945 And start so often when thou sit’st alone?
FTLN 0910 Why hast thou lost the fresh blood in thy cheeks
FTLN 0911 And given my treasures and my rights of thee
FTLN 0912 To thick-eyed musing and curst melancholy?
FTLN 0913 In thy faint slumbers I by thee have watched,

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 091450 And heard thee murmur tales of iron wars,
FTLN 0915 Speak terms of manage to thy bounding steed,
FTLN 0916 Cry “Courage! To the field!” And thou hast talked
FTLN 0917 Of sallies and retires, of trenches, tents,
FTLN 0918 Of palisadoes, frontiers, parapets,
FTLN 091955 Of basilisks, of cannon, culverin,
FTLN 0920 Of prisoners’ ransom, and of soldiers slain,
FTLN 0921 And all the currents of a heady fight.
FTLN 0922 Thy spirit within thee hath been so at war,
FTLN 0923 And thus hath so bestirred thee in thy sleep,
FTLN 092460 That beads of sweat have stood upon thy brow
FTLN 0925 Like bubbles in a late-disturbèd stream,
FTLN 0926 And in thy face strange motions have appeared,
FTLN 0927 Such as we see when men restrain their breath
FTLN 0928 On some great sudden hest. O, what portents are
FTLN 092965 these?
FTLN 0930 Some heavy business hath my lord in hand,
FTLN 0931 And I must know it, else he loves me not.
FTLN 0932 What, ho!

editorial emendationEnter a Servant.editorial emendation

FTLN 0933 Is Gilliams with the packet gone?
SERVANT  FTLN 093470He is, my lord, an hour ago.
FTLN 0935 Hath Butler brought those horses from the sheriff?
FTLN 0936 One horse, my lord, he brought even now.
FTLN 0937 What horse? editorial emendationAeditorial emendation roan, a crop-ear, is it not?
FTLN 0938 It is, my lord.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 093975 That roan shall be my throne.
FTLN 0940 Well, I will back him straight. O, Esperance!
FTLN 0941 Bid Butler lead him forth into the park.
editorial emendationServant exits.editorial emendation

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ACT 2. SC. 3

LADY PERCY  FTLN 0942But hear you, my lord.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0943What say’st thou, my lady?
LADY PERCY  FTLN 094480What is it carries you away?
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0945Why, my horse, my love, my horse.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 0946Out, you mad-headed ape!
FTLN 0947 A weasel hath not such a deal of spleen
FTLN 0948 As you are tossed with. In faith,
FTLN 094985 I’ll know your business, Harry, that I will.
FTLN 0950 I fear my brother Mortimer doth stir
FTLN 0951 About his title, and hath sent for you
FTLN 0952 To line his enterprise; but if you go—
FTLN 0953 So far afoot, I shall be weary, love.
FTLN 095490 Come, come, you paraquito, answer me
FTLN 0955 Directly unto this question that I ask.
FTLN 0956 In faith, I’ll break thy little finger, Harry,
FTLN 0957 An if thou wilt not tell me all things true.
FTLN 095995 Away, you trifler. Love, I love thee not.
FTLN 0960 I care not for thee, Kate. This is no world
FTLN 0961 To play with mammets and to tilt with lips.
FTLN 0962 We must have bloody noses and cracked crowns,
FTLN 0963 And pass them current too.—Gods me, my horse!—
FTLN 0964100 What say’st thou, Kate? What wouldst thou have
FTLN 0965 with me?
FTLN 0966 Do you not love me? Do you not indeed?
FTLN 0967 Well, do not then, for since you love me not,
FTLN 0968 I will not love myself. Do you not love me?
FTLN 0969105 Nay, tell me if you speak in jest or no.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 0970Come, wilt thou see me ride?
FTLN 0971 And when I am a-horseback I will swear
FTLN 0972 I love thee infinitely. But hark you, Kate,
FTLN 0973 I must not have you henceforth question me
FTLN 0974110 Whither I go, nor reason whereabout.

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FTLN 0975 Whither I must, I must; and to conclude
FTLN 0976 This evening must I leave you, gentle Kate.
FTLN 0977 I know you wise, but yet no farther wise
FTLN 0978 Than Harry Percy’s wife; constant you are,
FTLN 0979115 But yet a woman; and for secrecy
FTLN 0980 No lady closer, for I well believe
FTLN 0981 Thou wilt not utter what thou dost not know,
FTLN 0982 And so far will I trust thee, gentle Kate.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 0983How? So far?
FTLN 0984120 Not an inch further. But hark you, Kate,
FTLN 0985 Whither I go, thither shall you go too.
FTLN 0986 Today will I set forth, tomorrow you.
FTLN 0987 Will this content you, Kate?
LADY PERCY  FTLN 0988 It must, of force.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 4editorial emendation
Enter Prince and Poins.

PRINCE  FTLN 0989Ned, prithee, come out of that fat room and
FTLN 0990 lend me thy hand to laugh a little.
POINS  FTLN 0991Where hast been, Hal?
PRINCE  FTLN 0992With three or four loggerheads amongst three
FTLN 09935 or fourscore hogsheads. I have sounded the very
FTLN 0994 bass string of humility. Sirrah, I am sworn brother
FTLN 0995 to a leash of drawers, and can call them all by their
FTLN 0996 Christian names, as Tom, Dick, and Francis. They
FTLN 0997 take it already upon their salvation that though I be
FTLN 099810 but Prince of Wales, yet I am the king of courtesy,
FTLN 0999 and tell me flatly I am no proud jack, like Falstaff,
FTLN 1000 but a Corinthian, a lad of mettle, a good boy—by
FTLN 1001 the Lord, so they call me—and when I am king of
FTLN 1002 England, I shall command all the good lads in
FTLN 100315 Eastcheap. They call drinking deep “dyeing scarlet,”

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FTLN 1004 and when you breathe in your watering, they
FTLN 1005 cry “Hem!” and bid you “Play it off!” To conclude, I
FTLN 1006 am so good a proficient in one quarter of an hour
FTLN 1007 that I can drink with any tinker in his own language
FTLN 100820 during my life. I tell thee, Ned, thou hast lost much
FTLN 1009 honor that thou wert not with me in this action; but,
FTLN 1010 sweet Ned—to sweeten which name of Ned, I give
FTLN 1011 thee this pennyworth of sugar, clapped even now
FTLN 1012 into my hand by an underskinker, one that never
FTLN 101325 spake other English in his life than “Eight shillings
FTLN 1014 and sixpence,” and “You are welcome,” with this
FTLN 1015 shrill addition, “Anon, anon, sir.—Score a pint of
FTLN 1016 bastard in the Half-moon,” or so. But, Ned, to
FTLN 1017 drive away the time till Falstaff come, I prithee, do
FTLN 101830 thou stand in some by-room while I question my
FTLN 1019 puny drawer to what end he gave me the sugar, and
FTLN 1020 do thou never leave calling “Francis,” that his tale
FTLN 1021 to me may be nothing but “Anon.” Step aside, and
FTLN 1022 I’ll show thee a editorial emendationprecedent.editorial emendation editorial emendationPoins exits.editorial emendation
POINS , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 102335Francis!
PRINCE  FTLN 1024Thou art perfect.
editorial emendationPOINS , withineditorial emendation  FTLN 1025Francis!

Enter editorial emendationFrancis, theeditorial emendation Drawer.

FRANCIS  FTLN 1026Anon, anon, sir.—Look down into the Pomgarnet,
FTLN 1027 Ralph.
PRINCE  FTLN 102840Come hither, Francis.
FRANCIS  FTLN 1029My lord?
PRINCE  FTLN 1030How long hast thou to serve, Francis?
FRANCIS  FTLN 1031Forsooth, five years, and as much as to—
POINS , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 1032Francis!
FRANCIS  FTLN 103345Anon, anon, sir.
PRINCE  FTLN 1034Five year! By ’r Lady, a long lease for the
FTLN 1035 clinking of pewter! But, Francis, darest thou be
FTLN 1036 so valiant as to play the coward with thy indenture,
FTLN 1037 and show it a fair pair of heels, and run
FTLN 103850 from it?

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FRANCIS  FTLN 1039O Lord, sir, I’ll be sworn upon all the books
FTLN 1040 in England, I could find in my heart—
POINS , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 1041Francis!
FRANCIS  FTLN 1042Anon, sir.
PRINCE  FTLN 104355How old art thou, Francis?
FRANCIS  FTLN 1044Let me see. About Michaelmas next, I shall
FTLN 1045 be—
POINS , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 1046Francis!
FRANCIS  FTLN 1047Anon, sir.—Pray, stay a little, my lord.
PRINCE  FTLN 104860Nay, but hark you, Francis, for the sugar thou
FTLN 1049 gavest me—’twas a pennyworth, was ’t not?
FRANCIS  FTLN 1050O Lord, I would it had been two!
PRINCE  FTLN 1051I will give thee for it a thousand pound. Ask
FTLN 1052 me when thou wilt, and thou shalt have it.
POINS , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 105365Francis!
FRANCIS  FTLN 1054Anon, anon.
PRINCE  FTLN 1055Anon, Francis? No, Francis. But tomorrow,
FTLN 1056 Francis; or, Francis, o’ Thursday; or indeed, Francis,
FTLN 1057 when thou wilt. But, Francis—
FRANCIS  FTLN 105870My lord?
PRINCE  FTLN 1059Wilt thou rob this leathern-jerkin, crystal-button,
FTLN 1060 not-pated, agate-ring, puke-stocking, caddis-garter,
FTLN 1061 smooth-tongue, Spanish-pouch—
FRANCIS  FTLN 1062O Lord, sir, who do you mean?
PRINCE  FTLN 106375Why then, your brown bastard is your only
FTLN 1064 drink, for look you, Francis, your white canvas
FTLN 1065 doublet will sully. In Barbary, sir, it cannot come to
FTLN 1066 so much.
FRANCIS  FTLN 1067What, sir?
POINS , editorial emendationwithineditorial emendation  FTLN 106880Francis!
PRINCE  FTLN 1069Away, you rogue! Dost thou not hear them
FTLN 1070 call?
Here they both call him. The Drawer stands amazed,
not knowing which way to go.

Enter Vintner.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

VINTNER  FTLN 1071What, stand’st thou still and hear’st such a
FTLN 1072 calling? Look to the guests within.  editorial emendationFrancis exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 107385 My lord, old Sir John with half a dozen more are at
FTLN 1074 the door. Shall I let them in?
PRINCE  FTLN 1075Let them alone awhile, and then open the
FTLN 1076 door.  editorial emendationVintner exits.editorial emendation Poins!

Enter Poins.

POINS  FTLN 1077Anon, anon, sir.
PRINCE  FTLN 107890Sirrah, Falstaff and the rest of the thieves are
FTLN 1079 at the door. Shall we be merry?
POINS  FTLN 1080As merry as crickets, my lad. But hark you,
FTLN 1081 what cunning match have you made with this jest
FTLN 1082 of the drawer. Come, what’s the issue?
PRINCE  FTLN 108395I am now of all humors that have showed
FTLN 1084 themselves humors since the old days of Goodman
FTLN 1085 Adam to the pupil age of this present twelve
FTLN 1086 o’clock at midnight.

editorial emendationEnter Francis, in haste.editorial emendation

FTLN 1087 What’s o’clock, Francis?
FRANCIS  FTLN 1088100Anon, anon, sir. editorial emendationFrancis exits.editorial emendation
PRINCE  FTLN 1089That ever this fellow should have fewer words
FTLN 1090 than a parrot, and yet the son of a woman! His
FTLN 1091 industry is upstairs and downstairs, his eloquence
FTLN 1092 the parcel of a reckoning. I am not yet of Percy’s
FTLN 1093105 mind, the Hotspur of the north, he that kills me
FTLN 1094 some six or seven dozen of Scots at a breakfast,
FTLN 1095 washes his hands, and says to his wife “Fie upon
FTLN 1096 this quiet life! I want work.” “O my sweet Harry,”
FTLN 1097 says she, “how many hast thou killed today?”
FTLN 1098110 “Give my roan horse a drench,” says he, and answers
FTLN 1099 “Some fourteen,” an hour after. “A trifle, a
FTLN 1100 trifle.” I prithee, call in Falstaff. I’ll play Percy,
FTLN 1101 and that damned brawn shall play Dame Mortimer
FTLN 1102 his wife. “Rivo!” says the drunkard. Call in
FTLN 1103115 Ribs, call in Tallow.

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Enter Falstaff, editorial emendationGadshill, Peto, Bardolph;
and Francis, with wine.editorial emendation

POINS  FTLN 1104Welcome, Jack. Where hast thou been?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1105A plague of all cowards, I say, and a vengeance
FTLN 1106 too! Marry and amen!—Give me a cup of
FTLN 1107 sack, boy.—Ere I lead this life long, I’ll sew netherstocks
FTLN 1108120 and mend them, and foot them too. A plague
FTLN 1109 of all cowards!—Give me a cup of sack, rogue!—Is
FTLN 1110 there no virtue extant? He drinketh.
PRINCE  FTLN 1111Didst thou never see Titan kiss a dish of
FTLN 1112 butter—pitiful-hearted Titan!—that melted at the
FTLN 1113125 sweet tale of the sun’s? If thou didst, then behold
FTLN 1114 that compound.
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationto Franciseditorial emendation  FTLN 1115You rogue, here’s lime in this
FTLN 1116 sack too.—There is nothing but roguery to be
FTLN 1117 found in villainous man, yet a coward is worse than
FTLN 1118130 a cup of sack with lime in it. A villainous coward! Go
FTLN 1119 thy ways, old Jack. Die when thou wilt. If manhood,
FTLN 1120 good manhood, be not forgot upon the face of the
FTLN 1121 Earth, then am I a shotten herring. There lives not
FTLN 1122 three good men unhanged in England, and one of
FTLN 1123135 them is fat and grows old, God help the while. A bad
FTLN 1124 world, I say. I would I were a weaver. I could sing
FTLN 1125 psalms, or anything. A plague of all cowards, I say
FTLN 1126 still.
PRINCE  FTLN 1127How now, woolsack, what mutter you?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1128140A king’s son! If I do not beat thee out of thy
FTLN 1129 kingdom with a dagger of lath, and drive all thy
FTLN 1130 subjects afore thee like a flock of wild geese, I’ll
FTLN 1131 never wear hair on my face more. You, Prince of
FTLN 1132 Wales!
PRINCE  FTLN 1133145Why, you whoreson round man, what’s the
FTLN 1134 matter?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1135Are not you a coward? Answer me to that—
FTLN 1136 and Poins there?

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POINS  FTLN 1137Zounds, you fat paunch, an you call me coward,
FTLN 1138150 by the Lord, I’ll stab thee.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1139I call thee coward? I’ll see thee damned ere
FTLN 1140 I call thee coward, but I would give a thousand
FTLN 1141 pound I could run as fast as thou canst. You are
FTLN 1142 straight enough in the shoulders you care not who
FTLN 1143155 sees your back. Call you that backing of your
FTLN 1144 friends? A plague upon such backing! Give me them
FTLN 1145 that will face me.—Give me a cup of sack.—I am a
FTLN 1146 rogue if I drunk today.
PRINCE  FTLN 1147O villain, thy lips are scarce wiped since thou
FTLN 1148160 drunk’st last.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1149All is one for that.  (He drinketh.) A plague of
FTLN 1150 all cowards, still say I.
PRINCE  FTLN 1151What’s the matter?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1152What’s the matter? There be four of us here
FTLN 1153165 have ta’en a thousand pound this day morning.
PRINCE  FTLN 1154Where is it, Jack, where is it?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1155Where is it? Taken from us it is. A hundred
FTLN 1156 upon poor four of us.
PRINCE  FTLN 1157What, a hundred, man?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1158170I am a rogue if I were not at half-sword
FTLN 1159 with a dozen of them two hours together. I have
FTLN 1160 ’scaped by miracle. I am eight times thrust through
FTLN 1161 the doublet, four through the hose, my buckler
FTLN 1162 cut through and through, my sword hacked like
FTLN 1163175 a handsaw. Ecce signum! I never dealt better since
FTLN 1164 I was a man. All would not do. A plague of
FTLN 1165 all cowards! Let them speak.  editorial emendationPointing to Gadshill,
 Bardolph, and Peto.editorial emendation 
FTLN 1166If they speak more or
FTLN 1167 less than truth, they are villains, and the sons of
FTLN 1168180 darkness.
editorial emendationPRINCEeditorial emendation  FTLN 1169Speak, sirs, how was it?
editorial emendationBARDOLPHeditorial emendation  FTLN 1170We four set upon some dozen.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1171Sixteen at least, my lord.
editorial emendationBARDOLPHeditorial emendation  FTLN 1172And bound them.

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PETO  FTLN 1173185No, no, they were not bound.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1174You rogue, they were bound, every man of
FTLN 1175 them, or I am a Jew else, an Ebrew Jew.
editorial emendationBARDOLPHeditorial emendation  FTLN 1176As we were sharing, some six or seven
FTLN 1177 fresh men set upon us.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1178190And unbound the rest, and then come in the
FTLN 1179 other.
PRINCE  FTLN 1180What, fought you with them all?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1181All? I know not what you call all, but if I
FTLN 1182 fought not with fifty of them I am a bunch of
FTLN 1183195 radish. If there were not two- or three-and-fifty
FTLN 1184 upon poor old Jack, then am I no two-legged
FTLN 1185 creature.
PRINCE  FTLN 1186Pray God you have not murdered some of
FTLN 1187 them.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1188200Nay, that’s past praying for. I have peppered
FTLN 1189 two of them. Two I am sure I have paid, two rogues
FTLN 1190 in buckram suits. I tell thee what, Hal, if I tell thee a
FTLN 1191 lie, spit in my face, call me horse. Thou knowest my
FTLN 1192 old ward. Here I lay, and thus I bore my point. Four
FTLN 1193205 rogues in buckram let drive at me.
PRINCE  FTLN 1194What, four? Thou said’st but two even now.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1195Four, Hal, I told thee four.
POINS  FTLN 1196Ay, ay, he said four.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1197These four came all afront, and mainly
FTLN 1198210 thrust at me. I made me no more ado, but took all
FTLN 1199 their seven points in my target, thus.
PRINCE  FTLN 1200Seven? Why there were but four even now.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1201In buckram?
POINS  FTLN 1202Ay, four in buckram suits.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1203215Seven by these hilts, or I am a villain else.
PRINCE , editorial emendationto Poinseditorial emendation  FTLN 1204Prithee, let him alone. We shall have
FTLN 1205 more anon.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1206Dost thou hear me, Hal?
PRINCE  FTLN 1207Ay, and mark thee too, Jack.

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FALSTAFF  FTLN 1208220Do so, for it is worth the listening to. These
FTLN 1209 nine in buckram that I told thee of—
PRINCE  FTLN 1210So, two more already.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1211Their points being broken—
POINS  FTLN 1212Down fell their hose.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1213225Began to give me ground, but I followed me
FTLN 1214 close, came in foot and hand, and, with a thought,
FTLN 1215 seven of the eleven I paid.
PRINCE  FTLN 1216O monstrous! Eleven buckram men grown out
FTLN 1217 of two!
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1218230But as the devil would have it, three misbegotten
FTLN 1219 knaves in Kendal green came at my back,
FTLN 1220 and let drive at me, for it was so dark, Hal, that thou
FTLN 1221 couldst not see thy hand.
PRINCE  FTLN 1222These lies are like their father that begets
FTLN 1223235 them, gross as a mountain, open, palpable. Why,
FTLN 1224 thou claybrained guts, thou knotty-pated fool, thou
FTLN 1225 whoreson, obscene, greasy tallow-catch—
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1226What, art thou mad? Art thou mad? Is not
FTLN 1227 the truth the truth?
PRINCE  FTLN 1228240Why, how couldst thou know these men in
FTLN 1229 Kendal green when it was so dark thou couldst not
FTLN 1230 see thy hand? Come, tell us your reason. What sayest
FTLN 1231 thou to this?
POINS  FTLN 1232Come, your reason, Jack, your reason.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1233245What, upon compulsion? Zounds, an I were
FTLN 1234 at the strappado or all the racks in the world, I
FTLN 1235 would not tell you on compulsion. Give you a
FTLN 1236 reason on compulsion? If reasons were as plentiful
FTLN 1237 as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon
FTLN 1238250 compulsion, I.
PRINCE  FTLN 1239I’ll be no longer guilty of this sin. This sanguine
FTLN 1240 coward, this bed-presser, this horse-backbreaker,
FTLN 1241 this huge hill of flesh—
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1242’Sblood, you starveling, you elfskin, you
FTLN 1243255 dried neat’s tongue, you bull’s pizzle, you stockfish!

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FTLN 1244 O, for breath to utter what is like thee! You tailor’s
FTLN 1245 yard, you sheath, you bowcase, you vile standing
FTLN 1246 tuck—
PRINCE  FTLN 1247Well, breathe awhile, and then to it again, and
FTLN 1248260 when thou hast tired thyself in base comparisons,
FTLN 1249 hear me speak but this.
POINS  FTLN 1250Mark, Jack.
PRINCE  FTLN 1251We two saw you four set on four, and bound
FTLN 1252 them and were masters of their wealth. Mark now
FTLN 1253265 how a plain tale shall put you down. Then did we
FTLN 1254 two set on you four and, with a word, outfaced you
FTLN 1255 from your prize, and have it, yea, and can show it
FTLN 1256 you here in the house. And, Falstaff, you carried
FTLN 1257 your guts away as nimbly, with as quick dexterity,
FTLN 1258270 and roared for mercy, and still run and roared, as
FTLN 1259 ever I heard bull-calf. What a slave art thou to hack
FTLN 1260 thy sword as thou hast done, and then say it was in
FTLN 1261 fight! What trick, what device, what starting-hole
FTLN 1262 canst thou now find out to hide thee from this open
FTLN 1263275 and apparent shame?
POINS  FTLN 1264Come, let’s hear, Jack. What trick hast thou
FTLN 1265 now?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1266By the Lord, I knew you as well as he that
FTLN 1267 made you. Why, hear you, my masters, was it for
FTLN 1268280 me to kill the heir apparent? Should I turn upon the
FTLN 1269 true prince? Why, thou knowest I am as valiant as
FTLN 1270 Hercules, but beware instinct. The lion will not
FTLN 1271 touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter.
FTLN 1272 I was now a coward on instinct. I shall think
FTLN 1273285 the better of myself, and thee, during my life—
FTLN 1274 I for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
FTLN 1275 But, by the Lord, lads, I am glad you have the
FTLN 1276 money.—Hostess, clap to the doors.—Watch tonight,
FTLN 1277 pray tomorrow. Gallants, lads, boys, hearts
FTLN 1278290 of gold, all the titles of good fellowship come to
FTLN 1279 you. What, shall we be merry? Shall we have a play
FTLN 1280 extempore?

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PRINCE  FTLN 1281Content, and the argument shall be thy running
FTLN 1282 away.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1283295Ah, no more of that, Hal, an thou lovest me.

Enter Hostess.

HOSTESS  FTLN 1284O Jesu, my lord the Prince—
PRINCE  FTLN 1285How now, my lady the hostess, what sayst thou
FTLN 1286 to me?
HOSTESS  FTLN 1287Marry, my lord, there is a nobleman of the
FTLN 1288300 court at door would speak with you. He says he
FTLN 1289 comes from your father.
PRINCE  FTLN 1290Give him as much as will make him a royal
FTLN 1291 man and send him back again to my mother.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1292What manner of man is he?
HOSTESS  FTLN 1293305An old man.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1294What doth Gravity out of his bed at midnight?
FTLN 1295 Shall I give him his answer?
PRINCE  FTLN 1296Prithee do, Jack.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1297Faith, and I’ll send him packing. He exits.
PRINCE  FTLN 1298310Now, sirs.  editorial emendationTo Gadshill.editorial emendation By ’r Lady, you fought
FTLN 1299 fair.—So did you, Peto.—So did you, Bardolph.—
FTLN 1300 You are lions too. You ran away upon instinct. You
FTLN 1301 will not touch the true prince. No, fie!
BARDOLPH  FTLN 1302Faith, I ran when I saw others run.
PRINCE  FTLN 1303315Faith, tell me now in earnest, how came Falstaff’s
FTLN 1304 sword so hacked?
PETO  FTLN 1305Why, he hacked it with his dagger and said he
FTLN 1306 would swear truth out of England but he would
FTLN 1307 make you believe it was done in fight, and persuaded
FTLN 1308320 us to do the like.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 1309Yea, and to tickle our noses with speargrass
FTLN 1310 to make them bleed, and then to beslubber our
FTLN 1311 garments with it, and swear it was the blood of true
FTLN 1312 men. I did that I did not this seven year before: I
FTLN 1313325 blushed to hear his monstrous devices.
PRINCE  FTLN 1314O villain, thou stolest a cup of sack eighteen

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FTLN 1315 years ago, and wert taken with the manner, and ever
FTLN 1316 since thou hast blushed extempore. Thou hadst fire
FTLN 1317 and sword on thy side, and yet thou ran’st away.
FTLN 1318330 What instinct hadst thou for it?
BARDOLPH  FTLN 1319My lord, do you see these meteors? Do you
FTLN 1320 behold these exhalations?
PRINCE  FTLN 1321I do.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 1322What think you they portend?
PRINCE  FTLN 1323335Hot livers and cold purses.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 1324Choler, my lord, if rightly taken.
PRINCE  FTLN 1325No. If rightly taken, halter.

Enter Falstaff.

FTLN 1326 Here comes lean Jack. Here comes bare-bone.—
FTLN 1327 How now, my sweet creature of bombast? How long
FTLN 1328340 is ’t ago, Jack, since thou sawest thine own knee?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1329My own knee? When I was about thy years,
FTLN 1330 Hal, I was not an eagle’s talon in the waist. I could
FTLN 1331 have crept into any alderman’s thumb-ring. A
FTLN 1332 plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a
FTLN 1333345 bladder. There’s villainous news abroad. Here was
FTLN 1334 Sir John Bracy from your father. You must to the
FTLN 1335 court in the morning. That same mad fellow of the
FTLN 1336 north, Percy, and he of Wales that gave Amamon the
FTLN 1337 bastinado, and made Lucifer cuckold, and swore
FTLN 1338350 the devil his true liegeman upon the cross of a
FTLN 1339 Welsh hook—what a plague call you him?
POINS  FTLN 1340editorial emendationOweneditorial emendation Glendower.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1341Owen, Owen, the same, and his son-in-law
FTLN 1342 Mortimer, and old Northumberland, and that
FTLN 1343355 sprightly Scot of Scots, Douglas, that runs a-horseback
FTLN 1344 up a hill perpendicular—
PRINCE  FTLN 1345He that rides at high speed, and with his pistol
FTLN 1346 kills a sparrow flying.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1347You have hit it.
PRINCE  FTLN 1348360So did he never the sparrow.

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FALSTAFF  FTLN 1349Well, that rascal hath good mettle in him. He
FTLN 1350 will not run.
PRINCE  FTLN 1351Why, what a rascal art thou then to praise him
FTLN 1352 so for running?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1353365A-horseback, you cuckoo, but afoot he will
FTLN 1354 not budge a foot.
PRINCE  FTLN 1355Yes, Jack, upon instinct.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1356I grant you, upon instinct. Well, he is there
FTLN 1357 too, and one Mordake, and a thousand blue-caps
FTLN 1358370 more. Worcester is stolen away tonight. Thy father’s
FTLN 1359 beard is turned white with the news. You may buy
FTLN 1360 land now as cheap as stinking mackerel.
PRINCE  FTLN 1361Why then, it is like if there come a hot June,
FTLN 1362 and this civil buffeting hold, we shall buy maidenheads
FTLN 1363375 as they buy hobnails, by the hundreds.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1364By the Mass, thou sayest true. It is like we
FTLN 1365 shall have good trading that way. But tell me, Hal,
FTLN 1366 art not thou horrible afeard? Thou being heir
FTLN 1367 apparent, could the world pick thee out three such
FTLN 1368380 enemies again as that fiend Douglas, that spirit
FTLN 1369 Percy, and that devil Glendower? Art thou not
FTLN 1370 horribly afraid? Doth not thy blood thrill at it?
PRINCE  FTLN 1371Not a whit, i’ faith. I lack some of thy instinct.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1372Well, thou wilt be horribly chid tomorrow
FTLN 1373385 when thou comest to thy father. If thou love me,
FTLN 1374 practice an answer.
PRINCE  FTLN 1375Do thou stand for my father and examine me
FTLN 1376 upon the particulars of my life.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1377Shall I? Content.  editorial emendationHe sits down.editorial emendation This chair
FTLN 1378390 shall be my state, this dagger my scepter, and this
FTLN 1379 cushion my crown.
PRINCE  FTLN 1380Thy state is taken for a joined stool, thy golden
FTLN 1381 scepter for a leaden dagger, and thy precious rich
FTLN 1382 crown for a pitiful bald crown.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1383395Well, an the fire of grace be not quite out of
FTLN 1384 thee, now shalt thou be moved.—Give me a cup of

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FTLN 1385 sack to make my eyes look red, that it may be
FTLN 1386 thought I have wept, for I must speak in passion,
FTLN 1387 and I will do it in King Cambyses’ vein.
PRINCE , editorial emendationbowingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1388400Well, here is my leg.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1389And here is my speech.  editorial emendationAs King.editorial emendation Stand
FTLN 1390 aside, nobility.
HOSTESS  FTLN 1391O Jesu, this is excellent sport, i’ faith!
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1392 Weep not, sweet queen, for trickling tears are vain.
HOSTESS  FTLN 1393405O the Father, how he holds his countenance!
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1394 For God’s sake, lords, convey my editorial emendationtristfuleditorial emendation queen,
FTLN 1395 For tears do stop the floodgates of her eyes.
HOSTESS  FTLN 1396O Jesu, he doth it as like one of these harlotry
FTLN 1397 players as ever I see.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1398410Peace, good pint-pot. Peace, good tickle-brain.—
FTLN 1399  editorial emendationAs King.editorial emendation Harry, I do not only marvel
FTLN 1400 where thou spendest thy time, but also how thou
FTLN 1401 art accompanied. For though the camomile, the
FTLN 1402 more it is trodden on, the faster it grows, so youth,
FTLN 1403415 the more it is wasted, the sooner it wears. That
FTLN 1404 thou art my son I have partly thy mother’s word,
FTLN 1405 partly my own opinion, but chiefly a villainous
FTLN 1406 trick of thine eye and a foolish hanging of thy
FTLN 1407 nether lip that doth warrant me. If then thou be
FTLN 1408420 son to me, here lies the point: why, being son to
FTLN 1409 me, art thou so pointed at? Shall the blessed sun of
FTLN 1410 heaven prove a micher and eat blackberries? A
FTLN 1411 question not to be asked. Shall the son of England
FTLN 1412 prove a thief and take purses? A question to be
FTLN 1413425 asked. There is a thing, Harry, which thou hast
FTLN 1414 often heard of, and it is known to many in our land
FTLN 1415 by the name of pitch. This pitch, as ancient writers
FTLN 1416 do report, doth defile; so doth the company thou
FTLN 1417 keepest. For, Harry, now I do not speak to thee in
FTLN 1418430 drink, but in tears; not in pleasure, but in passion;

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FTLN 1419 not in words only, but in woes also. And yet there is
FTLN 1420 a virtuous man whom I have often noted in thy
FTLN 1421 company, but I know not his name.
PRINCE  FTLN 1422What manner of man, an it like your Majesty?
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1423435A goodly portly man, i’ faith, and a
FTLN 1424 corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a
FTLN 1425 most noble carriage, and, as I think, his age some
FTLN 1426 fifty, or, by ’r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now
FTLN 1427 I remember me, his name is Falstaff. If that man
FTLN 1428440 should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me, for, Harry,
FTLN 1429 I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be
FTLN 1430 known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then
FTLN 1431 peremptorily I speak it: there is virtue in that
FTLN 1432 Falstaff; him keep with, the rest banish. And tell me
FTLN 1433445 now, thou naughty varlet, tell me where hast thou
FTLN 1434 been this month?
PRINCE  FTLN 1435Dost thou speak like a king? Do thou stand for
FTLN 1436 me, and I’ll play my father.
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationrisingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1437Depose me? If thou dost it half so
FTLN 1438450 gravely, so majestically, both in word and matter,
FTLN 1439 hang me up by the heels for a rabbit-sucker or a
FTLN 1440 poulter’s hare.
PRINCE , editorial emendationsitting downeditorial emendation  FTLN 1441Well, here I am set.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1442And here I stand.—Judge, my masters.
PRINCE , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1443455Now, Harry, whence come you?
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 1444My noble lord, from Eastcheap.
PRINCE , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1445The complaints I hear of thee are
FTLN 1446 grievous.
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 1447’Sblood, my lord, they are false.
FTLN 1448460 —Nay, I’ll tickle you for a young prince, i’ faith.
PRINCE , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1449Swearest thou? Ungracious boy,
FTLN 1450 henceforth ne’er look on me. Thou art violently
FTLN 1451 carried away from grace. There is a devil haunts
FTLN 1452 thee in the likeness of an old fat man. A tun of man
FTLN 1453465 is thy companion. Why dost thou converse with that
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FTLN 1455 that swollen parcel of dropsies, that huge bombard
FTLN 1456 of sack, that stuffed cloakbag of guts, that roasted
FTLN 1457 Manningtree ox with the pudding in his belly, that
FTLN 1458470 reverend Vice, that gray iniquity, that father ruffian,
FTLN 1459 that vanity in years? Wherein is he good, but to taste
FTLN 1460 sack and drink it? Wherein neat and cleanly but to
FTLN 1461 carve a capon and eat it? Wherein cunning but in
FTLN 1462 craft? Wherein crafty but in villainy? Wherein villainous
FTLN 1463475 but in all things? Wherein worthy but in
FTLN 1464 nothing?
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 1465I would your Grace would take
FTLN 1466 me with you. Whom means your Grace?
PRINCE , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1467That villainous abominable misleader
FTLN 1468480 of youth, Falstaff, that old white-bearded Satan.
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 1469My lord, the man I know.
PRINCE , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1470I know thou dost.
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationas Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 1471But to say I know more harm in
FTLN 1472 him than in myself were to say more than I know.
FTLN 1473485 That he is old, the more the pity; his white hairs do
FTLN 1474 witness it. But that he is, saving your reverence, a
FTLN 1475 whoremaster, that I utterly deny. If sack and sugar
FTLN 1476 be a fault, God help the wicked. If to be old and
FTLN 1477 merry be a sin, then many an old host that I know is
FTLN 1478490 damned. If to be fat be to be hated, then Pharaoh’s
FTLN 1479 editorial emendationleaneditorial emendation kine are to be loved. No, my good lord,
FTLN 1480 banish Peto, banish Bardolph, banish Poins, but for
FTLN 1481 sweet Jack Falstaff, kind Jack Falstaff, true Jack
FTLN 1482 Falstaff, valiant Jack Falstaff, and therefore more
FTLN 1483495 valiant being as he is old Jack Falstaff, banish not
FTLN 1484 him thy Harry’s company, banish not him thy
FTLN 1485 Harry’s company. Banish plump Jack, and banish
FTLN 1486 all the world.
PRINCE  FTLN 1487I do, I will.
editorial emendationA loud knocking, and Bardolph, Hostess, and
Francis exit.editorial emendation

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Enter Bardolph running.

BARDOLPH  FTLN 1488500O my lord, my lord, the Sheriff with a most
FTLN 1489 monstrous watch is at the door.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1490Out, you rogue.—Play out the play. I have
FTLN 1491 much to say in the behalf of that Falstaff.

Enter the Hostess.

HOSTESS  FTLN 1492O Jesu, my lord, my lord—
PRINCE  FTLN 1493505Heigh, heigh, the devil rides upon a fiddlestick.
FTLN 1494 What’s the matter?
HOSTESS  FTLN 1495The Sheriff and all the watch are at the door.
FTLN 1496 They are come to search the house. Shall I let them
FTLN 1497 in?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1498510Dost thou hear, Hal? Never call a true piece
FTLN 1499 of gold a counterfeit. Thou art essentially made
FTLN 1500 without seeming so.
PRINCE  FTLN 1501And thou a natural coward without instinct.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1502I deny your major. If you will deny the
FTLN 1503515 Sheriff, so; if not, let him enter. If I become not a
FTLN 1504 cart as well as another man, a plague on my
FTLN 1505 bringing up. I hope I shall as soon be strangled with
FTLN 1506 a halter as another.
PRINCE , editorial emendationstandingeditorial emendation  FTLN 1507Go hide thee behind the arras. The
FTLN 1508520 rest walk up above.—Now, my masters, for a true
FTLN 1509 face and good conscience.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 1510Both which I have had, but their date is out;
FTLN 1511 and therefore I’ll hide me. editorial emendationHe hides.editorial emendation
PRINCE  FTLN 1512Call in the Sheriff.
editorial emendationAll but the Prince and Peto exit.editorial emendation

Enter Sheriff and the Carrier.

FTLN 1513525 Now, Master Sheriff, what is your will with me?
FTLN 1514 First pardon me, my lord. A hue and cry
FTLN 1515 Hath followed certain men unto this house.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

PRINCE  FTLN 1516What men?
FTLN 1517 One of them is well known, my gracious lord.
FTLN 1518530 A gross fat man.
CARRIER  FTLN 1519 As fat as butter.
FTLN 1520 The man I do assure you is not here,
FTLN 1521 For I myself at this time have employed him.
FTLN 1522 And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee
FTLN 1523535 That I will by tomorrow dinner time
FTLN 1524 Send him to answer thee or any man
FTLN 1525 For anything he shall be charged withal.
FTLN 1526 And so let me entreat you leave the house.
FTLN 1527 I will, my lord. There are two gentlemen
FTLN 1528540 Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks.
FTLN 1529 It may be so. If he have robbed these men,
FTLN 1530 He shall be answerable; and so farewell.
SHERIFF  FTLN 1531Good night, my noble lord.
FTLN 1532 I think it is good morrow, is it not?
FTLN 1533545 Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o’clock.
He exits editorial emendationwith the Carrier.editorial emendation
PRINCE  FTLN 1534This oily rascal is known as well as Paul’s. Go
FTLN 1535 call him forth.
PETO  FTLN 1536Falstaff!—Fast asleep behind the arras, and
FTLN 1537 snorting like a horse.
PRINCE  FTLN 1538550Hark, how hard he fetches breath. Search his
FTLN 1539 pockets.  (He searcheth his pocket, and findeth certain
FTLN 1540What hast thou found?
PETO  FTLN 1541Nothing but papers, my lord.
PRINCE  FTLN 1542Let’s see what they be. Read them.
editorial emendationPETO  readseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1543555 Item, a capon,…2s. 2d.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FTLN 1544 Item, sauce,…4d.
FTLN 1545 Item, sack, two gallons,…5s. 8d.
FTLN 1546 Item, anchovies and sack after supper,…2s. 6d.
FTLN 1547 Item, bread,…ob.

editorial emendationPRINCEeditorial emendation  FTLN 1548560O monstrous! But one halfpennyworth of
FTLN 1549 bread to this intolerable deal of sack? What there is
FTLN 1550 else, keep close. We’ll read it at more advantage.
FTLN 1551 There let him sleep till day. I’ll to the court in the
FTLN 1552 morning. We must all to the wars, and thy place
FTLN 1553565 shall be honorable. I’ll procure this fat rogue a
FTLN 1554 charge of foot, and I know his death will be a march
FTLN 1555 of twelve score. The money shall be paid back again
FTLN 1556 with advantage. Be with me betimes in the morning,
FTLN 1557 and so good morrow, Peto.
PETO  FTLN 1558570Good morrow, good my lord.
They exit.

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Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Lord Mortimer, editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Owen

FTLN 1559 These promises are fair, the parties sure,
FTLN 1560 And our induction full of prosperous hope.
FTLN 1561 Lord Mortimer and cousin Glendower,
FTLN 1562 Will you sit down? And uncle Worcester—
FTLN 15635 A plague upon it, I have forgot the map.
FTLN 1564 No, here it is. Sit, cousin Percy,
FTLN 1565 Sit, good cousin Hotspur, for by that name
FTLN 1566 As oft as Lancaster doth speak of you
FTLN 1567 His cheek looks pale, and with a rising sigh
FTLN 156810 He wisheth you in heaven.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1569 And you in hell,
FTLN 1570 As oft as he hears Owen Glendower spoke of.
FTLN 1571 I cannot blame him. At my nativity
FTLN 1572 The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
FTLN 157315 Of burning cressets, and at my birth
FTLN 1574 The frame and huge foundation of the Earth
FTLN 1575 Shaked like a coward.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1576 Why, so it would have done

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1577 At the same season if your mother’s cat
FTLN 157820 Had but kittened, though yourself had never been
FTLN 1579 born.
FTLN 1580 I say the Earth did shake when I was born.
FTLN 1581 And I say the Earth was not of my mind,
FTLN 1582 If you suppose as fearing you it shook.
FTLN 158325 The heavens were all on fire; the Earth did tremble.
FTLN 1584 O, then the Earth shook to see the heavens on fire,
FTLN 1585 And not in fear of your nativity.
FTLN 1586 Diseasèd nature oftentimes breaks forth
FTLN 1587 In strange eruptions; oft the teeming Earth
FTLN 158830 Is with a kind of colic pinched and vexed
FTLN 1589 By the imprisoning of unruly wind
FTLN 1590 Within her womb, which, for enlargement striving,
FTLN 1591 Shakes the old beldam Earth and topples down
FTLN 1592 Steeples and moss-grown towers. At your birth
FTLN 159335 Our grandam Earth, having this distemp’rature,
FTLN 1594 In passion shook.
GLENDOWER  FTLN 1595 Cousin, of many men
FTLN 1596 I do not bear these crossings. Give me leave
FTLN 1597 To tell you once again that at my birth
FTLN 159840 The front of heaven was full of fiery shapes,
FTLN 1599 The goats ran from the mountains, and the herds
FTLN 1600 Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields.
FTLN 1601 These signs have marked me extraordinary,
FTLN 1602 And all the courses of my life do show
FTLN 160345 I am not in the roll of common men.
FTLN 1604 Where is he living, clipped in with the sea
FTLN 1605 That chides the banks of England, Scotland, Wales,
FTLN 1606 Which calls me pupil or hath read to me?
FTLN 1607 And bring him out that is but woman’s son
FTLN 160850 Can trace me in the tedious ways of art
FTLN 1609 And hold me pace in deep experiments.

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1610 I think there’s no man speaks better Welsh.
FTLN 1611 I’ll to dinner.
FTLN 1612 Peace, cousin Percy. You will make him mad.
FTLN 161355 I can call spirits from the vasty deep.
FTLN 1614 Why, so can I, or so can any man,
FTLN 1615 But will they come when you do call for them?
FTLN 1616 Why, I can teach you, cousin, to command the
FTLN 1617 devil.
FTLN 161860 And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil
FTLN 1619 By telling truth. Tell truth and shame the devil.
FTLN 1620 If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither,
FTLN 1621 And I’ll be sworn I have power to shame him
FTLN 1622 hence.
FTLN 162365 O, while you live, tell truth and shame the devil!
FTLN 1624 Come, come, no more of this unprofitable chat.
FTLN 1625 Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head
FTLN 1626 Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye
FTLN 1627 And sandy-bottomed Severn have I sent him
FTLN 162870 Bootless home and weather-beaten back.
FTLN 1629 Home without boots, and in foul weather too!
FTLN 1630 How ’scapes he agues, in the devil’s name?
FTLN 1631 Come, here is the map. Shall we divide our right
FTLN 1632 According to our threefold order ta’en?
FTLN 163375 The Archdeacon hath divided it
FTLN 1634 Into three limits very equally:

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1635 England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,
FTLN 1636 By south and east is to my part assigned;
FTLN 1637 All westward, Wales beyond the Severn shore,
FTLN 163880 And all the fertile land within that bound
FTLN 1639 To Owen Glendower; and, dear coz, to you
FTLN 1640 The remnant northward lying off from Trent.
FTLN 1641 And our indentures tripartite are drawn,
FTLN 1642 Which being sealèd interchangeably—
FTLN 164385 A business that this night may execute—
FTLN 1644 Tomorrow, cousin Percy, you and I
FTLN 1645 And my good Lord of Worcester will set forth
FTLN 1646 To meet your father and the Scottish power,
FTLN 1647 As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.
FTLN 164890 My father Glendower is not ready yet,
FTLN 1649 Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days.
FTLN 1650  editorial emendationTo Glendower.editorial emendation Within that space you may have
FTLN 1651 drawn together
FTLN 1652 Your tenants, friends, and neighboring gentlemen.
FTLN 165395 A shorter time shall send me to you, lords,
FTLN 1654 And in my conduct shall your ladies come,
FTLN 1655 From whom you now must steal and take no leave,
FTLN 1656 For there will be a world of water shed
FTLN 1657 Upon the parting of your wives and you.
HOTSPUR , editorial emendationlooking at the mapeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1658100 Methinks my moiety, north from Burton here,
FTLN 1659 In quantity equals not one of yours.
FTLN 1660 See how this river comes me cranking in
FTLN 1661 And cuts me from the best of all my land
FTLN 1662 A huge half-moon, a monstrous editorial emendationcantleeditorial emendation out.
FTLN 1663105 I’ll have the current in this place dammed up,
FTLN 1664 And here the smug and silver Trent shall run
FTLN 1665 In a new channel, fair and evenly.
FTLN 1666 It shall not wind with such a deep indent
FTLN 1667 To rob me of so rich a bottom here.

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1668110 Not wind? It shall, it must. You see it doth.
MORTIMER , editorial emendationto Hotspureditorial emendation 
FTLN 1669 Yea, but mark how he bears his course, and runs
FTLN 1670 me up
FTLN 1671 With like advantage on the other side,
FTLN 1672 Gelding the opposèd continent as much
FTLN 1673115 As on the other side it takes from you.
FTLN 1674 Yea, but a little charge will trench him here
FTLN 1675 And on this north side win this cape of land,
FTLN 1676 And then he runs straight and even.
FTLN 1677 I’ll have it so. A little charge will do it.
GLENDOWER  FTLN 1678120I’ll not have it altered.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1679Will not you?
GLENDOWER  FTLN 1680No, nor you shall not.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1681Who shall say me nay?
GLENDOWER  FTLN 1682Why, that will I.
FTLN 1683125 Let me not understand you, then; speak it in Welsh.
FTLN 1684 I can speak English, lord, as well as you,
FTLN 1685 For I was trained up in the English court,
FTLN 1686 Where being but young I framèd to the harp
FTLN 1687 Many an English ditty lovely well
FTLN 1688130 And gave the tongue a helpful ornament—
FTLN 1689 A virtue that was never seen in you.
FTLN 1690 Marry, and I am glad of it with all my heart.
FTLN 1691 I had rather be a kitten and cry “mew”
FTLN 1692 Than one of these same editorial emendationmetereditorial emendation balladmongers.
FTLN 1693135 I had rather hear a brazen can’stick turned,
FTLN 1694 Or a dry wheel grate on the axletree,
FTLN 1695 And that would set my teeth nothing an edge,
FTLN 1696 Nothing so much as mincing poetry.
FTLN 1697 ’Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

GLENDOWER  FTLN 1698140Come, you shall have Trent turned.
FTLN 1699 I do not care. I’ll give thrice so much land
FTLN 1700 To any well-deserving friend;
FTLN 1701 But in the way of bargain, mark you me,
FTLN 1702 I’ll cavil on the ninth part of a hair.
FTLN 1703145 Are the indentures drawn? Shall we be gone?
FTLN 1704 The moon shines fair. You may away by night.
FTLN 1705 I’ll haste the writer, and withal
FTLN 1706 Break with your wives of your departure hence.
FTLN 1707 I am afraid my daughter will run mad,
FTLN 1708150 So much she doteth on her Mortimer. He exits.
FTLN 1709 Fie, cousin Percy, how you cross my father!
FTLN 1710 I cannot choose. Sometime he angers me
FTLN 1711 With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant,
FTLN 1712 Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies,
FTLN 1713155 And of a dragon and a finless fish,
FTLN 1714 A clip-winged griffin and a moulten raven,
FTLN 1715 A couching lion and a ramping cat,
FTLN 1716 And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff
FTLN 1717 As puts me from my faith. I tell you what—
FTLN 1718160 He held me last night at least nine hours
FTLN 1719 In reckoning up the several devils’ names
FTLN 1720 That were his lackeys. I cried “Hum,” and “Well, go
FTLN 1721 to,”
FTLN 1722 But marked him not a word. O, he is as tedious
FTLN 1723165 As a tired horse, a railing wife,
FTLN 1724 Worse than a smoky house. I had rather live
FTLN 1725 With cheese and garlic in a windmill, far,
FTLN 1726 Than feed on cates and have him talk to me
FTLN 1727 In any summer house in Christendom.
FTLN 1728170 In faith, he is a worthy gentleman,

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1729 Exceedingly well read and profited
FTLN 1730 In strange concealments, valiant as a lion,
FTLN 1731 And wondrous affable, and as bountiful
FTLN 1732 As mines of India. Shall I tell you, cousin?
FTLN 1733175 He holds your temper in a high respect
FTLN 1734 And curbs himself even of his natural scope
FTLN 1735 When you come cross his humor. Faith, he does.
FTLN 1736 I warrant you that man is not alive
FTLN 1737 Might so have tempted him as you have done
FTLN 1738180 Without the taste of danger and reproof.
FTLN 1739 But do not use it oft, let me entreat you.
WORCESTER , editorial emendationto Hotspureditorial emendation 
FTLN 1740 In faith, my lord, you are too willful-blame,
FTLN 1741 And, since your coming hither, have done enough
FTLN 1742 To put him quite besides his patience.
FTLN 1743185 You must needs learn, lord, to amend this fault.
FTLN 1744 Though sometimes it show greatness, courage,
FTLN 1745 blood—
FTLN 1746 And that’s the dearest grace it renders you—
FTLN 1747 Yet oftentimes it doth present harsh rage,
FTLN 1748190 Defect of manners, want of government,
FTLN 1749 Pride, haughtiness, opinion, and disdain,
FTLN 1750 The least of which, haunting a nobleman,
FTLN 1751 Loseth men’s hearts and leaves behind a stain
FTLN 1752 Upon the beauty of all parts besides,
FTLN 1753195 Beguiling them of commendation.
FTLN 1754 Well, I am schooled. Good manners be your speed!
FTLN 1755 Here come our wives, and let us take our leave.

Enter Glendower with the Ladies.

FTLN 1756 This is the deadly spite that angers me:
FTLN 1757 My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh.
FTLN 1758200 My daughter weeps; she’ll not part with you.
FTLN 1759 She’ll be a soldier too, she’ll to the wars.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1760 Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy
FTLN 1761 Shall follow in your conduct speedily.
Glendower speaks to her in Welsh,
and she answers him in the same.

FTLN 1762 She is desperate here, a peevish self-willed harlotry,
FTLN 1763205 One that no persuasion can do good upon.
The Lady speaks in Welsh.
FTLN 1764 I understand thy looks. That pretty Welsh
FTLN 1765 Which thou pourest down from these swelling
FTLN 1766 heavens
FTLN 1767 I am too perfect in, and but for shame
FTLN 1768210 In such a parley should I answer thee.
The Lady editorial emendationspeakseditorial emendation again in Welsh. editorial emendationThey kiss.editorial emendation
FTLN 1769 I understand thy kisses, and thou mine,
FTLN 1770 And that’s a feeling disputation;
FTLN 1771 But I will never be a truant, love,
FTLN 1772 Till I have learned thy language; for thy tongue
FTLN 1773215 Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penned,
FTLN 1774 Sung by a fair queen in a summer’s bower,
FTLN 1775 With ravishing division, to her lute.
FTLN 1776 Nay, if you melt, then will she run mad.
The Lady speaks again in Welsh.
FTLN 1777 O, I am ignorance itself in this!
FTLN 1778220 She bids you on the wanton rushes lay you down
FTLN 1779 And rest your gentle head upon her lap,
FTLN 1780 And she will sing the song that pleaseth you,
FTLN 1781 And on your eyelids crown the god of sleep,
FTLN 1782 Charming your blood with pleasing heaviness,
FTLN 1783225 Making such difference ’twixt wake and sleep
FTLN 1784 As is the difference betwixt day and night

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1785 The hour before the heavenly harnessed team
FTLN 1786 Begins his golden progress in the east.
FTLN 1787 With all my heart I’ll sit and hear her sing.
FTLN 1788230 By that time will our book, I think, be drawn.
FTLN 1789 Do so, and those musicians that shall play to you
FTLN 1790 Hang in the air a thousand leagues from hence,
FTLN 1791 And straight they shall be here. Sit and attend.
FTLN 1792 Come, Kate, thou art perfect in lying down.
FTLN 1793235 Come, quick, quick, that I may lay my head in thy
FTLN 1794 lap.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1795Go, you giddy goose.
The music plays.
FTLN 1796 Now I perceive the devil understands Welsh,
FTLN 1797 And ’tis no marvel he is so humorous.
FTLN 1798240 By ’r Lady, he is a good musician.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1799Then should you be nothing but musical,
FTLN 1800 for you are altogether governed by humors. Lie
FTLN 1801 still, you thief, and hear the lady sing in Welsh.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1802I had rather hear Lady, my brach, howl in
FTLN 1803245 Irish.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1804Wouldst thou have thy head broken?
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1806Then be still.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1807Neither; ’tis a woman’s fault.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1808250Now God help thee!
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1809To the Welsh lady’s bed.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1810What’s that?
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1811Peace, she sings.
Here the Lady sings a Welsh song.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1812Come, Kate, I’ll have your song too.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1813255Not mine, in good sooth.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1814Not yours, in good sooth! Heart, you swear

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1815 like a comfit-maker’s wife! “Not you, in good
FTLN 1816 sooth,” and “as true as I live,” and “as God shall
FTLN 1817 mend me,” and “as sure as day”—
FTLN 1818260 And givest such sarcenet surety for thy oaths
FTLN 1819 As if thou never walk’st further than Finsbury.
FTLN 1820 Swear me, Kate, like a lady as thou art,
FTLN 1821 A good mouth-filling oath, and leave “in sooth,”
FTLN 1822 And such protest of pepper-gingerbread
FTLN 1823265 To velvet-guards and Sunday citizens.
FTLN 1824 Come, sing.
LADY PERCY  FTLN 1825I will not sing.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 1826’Tis the next way to turn tailor, or be redbreast
FTLN 1827 teacher. An the indentures be drawn, I’ll
FTLN 1828270 away within these two hours, and so come in when
FTLN 1829 you will. He exits.
FTLN 1830 Come, come, Lord Mortimer, you are as slow
FTLN 1831 As hot Lord Percy is on fire to go.
FTLN 1832 By this our book is drawn. We’ll but seal,
FTLN 1833275 And then to horse immediately.
MORTIMER  FTLN 1834With all my heart.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter the King, Prince of Wales, and others.

FTLN 1835 Lords, give us leave; the Prince of Wales and I
FTLN 1836 Must have some private conference, but be near at
FTLN 1837 hand,
FTLN 1838 For we shall presently have need of you.
Lords exit.
FTLN 18395 I know not whether God will have it so
FTLN 1840 For some displeasing service I have done,
FTLN 1841 That, in His secret doom, out of my blood

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1842 He’ll breed revengement and a scourge for me.
FTLN 1843 But thou dost in thy passages of life
FTLN 184410 Make me believe that thou art only marked
FTLN 1845 For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven
FTLN 1846 To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else,
FTLN 1847 Could such inordinate and low desires,
FTLN 1848 Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean
FTLN 184915 attempts,
FTLN 1850 Such barren pleasures, rude society
FTLN 1851 As thou art matched withal, and grafted to,
FTLN 1852 Accompany the greatness of thy blood,
FTLN 1853 And hold their level with thy princely heart?
FTLN 185420 So please your Majesty, I would I could
FTLN 1855 Quit all offenses with as clear excuse
FTLN 1856 As well as I am doubtless I can purge
FTLN 1857 Myself of many I am charged withal.
FTLN 1858 Yet such extenuation let me beg
FTLN 185925 As, in reproof of many tales devised,
FTLN 1860 Which oft the ear of greatness needs must hear,
FTLN 1861 By smiling pickthanks and base newsmongers,
FTLN 1862 I may for some things true, wherein my youth
FTLN 1863 Hath faulty wandered and irregular,
FTLN 186430 Find pardon on my true submission.
FTLN 1865 God pardon thee. Yet let me wonder, Harry,
FTLN 1866 At thy affections, which do hold a wing
FTLN 1867 Quite from the flight of all thy ancestors.
FTLN 1868 Thy place in council thou hast rudely lost,
FTLN 186935 Which by thy younger brother is supplied,
FTLN 1870 And art almost an alien to the hearts
FTLN 1871 Of all the court and princes of my blood.
FTLN 1872 The hope and expectation of thy time
FTLN 1873 Is ruined, and the soul of every man
FTLN 187440 Prophetically do forethink thy fall.
FTLN 1875 Had I so lavish of my presence been,

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FTLN 1876 So common-hackneyed in the eyes of men,
FTLN 1877 So stale and cheap to vulgar company,
FTLN 1878 Opinion, that did help me to the crown,
FTLN 187945 Had still kept loyal to possession
FTLN 1880 And left me in reputeless banishment,
FTLN 1881 A fellow of no mark nor likelihood.
FTLN 1882 By being seldom seen, I could not stir
FTLN 1883 But like a comet I was wondered at,
FTLN 188450 That men would tell their children “This is he.”
FTLN 1885 Others would say “Where? Which is Bolingbroke?”
FTLN 1886 And then I stole all courtesy from heaven,
FTLN 1887 And dressed myself in such humility
FTLN 1888 That I did pluck allegiance from men’s hearts,
FTLN 188955 Loud shouts and salutations from their mouths,
FTLN 1890 Even in the presence of the crownèd king.
FTLN 1891 Thus did I keep my person fresh and new,
FTLN 1892 My presence, like a robe pontifical,
FTLN 1893 Ne’er seen but wondered at, and so my state,
FTLN 189460 Seldom but sumptuous, showed like a feast
FTLN 1895 And won by rareness such solemnity.
FTLN 1896 The skipping king, he ambled up and down
FTLN 1897 With shallow jesters and rash bavin wits,
FTLN 1898 Soon kindled and soon burnt; carded his state,
FTLN 189965 Mingled his royalty with cap’ring fools,
FTLN 1900 Had his great name profanèd with their scorns,
FTLN 1901 And gave his countenance, against his name,
FTLN 1902 To laugh at gibing boys and stand the push
FTLN 1903 Of every beardless vain comparative;
FTLN 190470 Grew a companion to the common streets,
FTLN 1905 Enfeoffed himself to popularity,
FTLN 1906 That, being daily swallowed by men’s eyes,
FTLN 1907 They surfeited with honey and began
FTLN 1908 To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little
FTLN 190975 More than a little is by much too much.
FTLN 1910 So, when he had occasion to be seen,

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FTLN 1911 He was but as the cuckoo is in June,
FTLN 1912 Heard, not regarded; seen, but with such eyes
FTLN 1913 As, sick and blunted with community,
FTLN 191480 Afford no extraordinary gaze
FTLN 1915 Such as is bent on sunlike majesty
FTLN 1916 When it shines seldom in admiring eyes,
FTLN 1917 But rather drowsed and hung their eyelids down,
FTLN 1918 Slept in his face, and rendered such aspect
FTLN 191985 As cloudy men use to their adversaries,
FTLN 1920 Being with his presence glutted, gorged, and full.
FTLN 1921 And in that very line, Harry, standest thou,
FTLN 1922 For thou hast lost thy princely privilege
FTLN 1923 With vile participation. Not an eye
FTLN 192490 But is aweary of thy common sight,
FTLN 1925 Save mine, which hath desired to see thee more,
FTLN 1926 Which now doth that I would not have it do,
FTLN 1927 Make blind itself with foolish tenderness.
FTLN 1928 I shall hereafter, my thrice gracious lord,
FTLN 192995 Be more myself.
KING  FTLN 1930For all the world
FTLN 1931 As thou art to this hour was Richard then
FTLN 1932 When I from France set foot at Ravenspurgh,
FTLN 1933 And even as I was then is Percy now.
FTLN 1934100 Now, by my scepter, and my soul to boot,
FTLN 1935 He hath more worthy interest to the state
FTLN 1936 Than thou, the shadow of succession.
FTLN 1937 For of no right, nor color like to right,
FTLN 1938 He doth fill fields with harness in the realm,
FTLN 1939105 Turns head against the lion’s armèd jaws,
FTLN 1940 And, being no more in debt to years than thou,
FTLN 1941 Leads ancient lords and reverend bishops on
FTLN 1942 To bloody battles and to bruising arms.
FTLN 1943 What never-dying honor hath he got
FTLN 1944110 Against renownèd Douglas, whose high deeds,
FTLN 1945 Whose hot incursions and great name in arms,

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1946 Holds from all soldiers chief majority
FTLN 1947 And military title capital
FTLN 1948 Through all the kingdoms that acknowledge Christ.
FTLN 1949115 Thrice hath this Hotspur, Mars in swaddling
FTLN 1950 clothes,
FTLN 1951 This infant warrior, in his enterprises
FTLN 1952 Discomfited great Douglas, ta’en him once,
FTLN 1953 Enlargèd him, and made a friend of him,
FTLN 1954120 To fill the mouth of deep defiance up
FTLN 1955 And shake the peace and safety of our throne.
FTLN 1956 And what say you to this? Percy, Northumberland,
FTLN 1957 The Archbishop’s Grace of York, Douglas,
FTLN 1958 Mortimer,
FTLN 1959125 Capitulate against us and are up.
FTLN 1960 But wherefore do I tell these news to thee?
FTLN 1961 Why, Harry, do I tell thee of my foes,
FTLN 1962 Which art my nearest and dearest enemy?
FTLN 1963 Thou that art like enough, through vassal fear,
FTLN 1964130 Base inclination, and the start of spleen,
FTLN 1965 To fight against me under Percy’s pay,
FTLN 1966 To dog his heels, and curtsy at his frowns,
FTLN 1967 To show how much thou art degenerate.
FTLN 1968 Do not think so. You shall not find it so.
FTLN 1969135 And God forgive them that so much have swayed
FTLN 1970 Your Majesty’s good thoughts away from me.
FTLN 1971 I will redeem all this on Percy’s head,
FTLN 1972 And, in the closing of some glorious day,
FTLN 1973 Be bold to tell you that I am your son,
FTLN 1974140 When I will wear a garment all of blood
FTLN 1975 And stain my favors in a bloody mask,
FTLN 1976 Which, washed away, shall scour my shame with it.
FTLN 1977 And that shall be the day, whene’er it lights,
FTLN 1978 That this same child of honor and renown,
FTLN 1979145 This gallant Hotspur, this all-praisèd knight,
FTLN 1980 And your unthought-of Harry chance to meet.

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FTLN 1981 For every honor sitting on his helm,
FTLN 1982 Would they were multitudes, and on my head
FTLN 1983 My shames redoubled! For the time will come
FTLN 1984150 That I shall make this northern youth exchange
FTLN 1985 His glorious deeds for my indignities.
FTLN 1986 Percy is but my factor, good my lord,
FTLN 1987 To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf.
FTLN 1988 And I will call him to so strict account
FTLN 1989155 That he shall render every glory up,
FTLN 1990 Yea, even the slightest worship of his time,
FTLN 1991 Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart.
FTLN 1992 This in the name of God I promise here,
FTLN 1993 The which if He be pleased I shall perform,
FTLN 1994160 I do beseech your Majesty may salve
FTLN 1995 The long-grown wounds of my intemperance.
FTLN 1996 If not, the end of life cancels all bands,
FTLN 1997 And I will die a hundred thousand deaths
FTLN 1998 Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow.
FTLN 1999165 A hundred thousand rebels die in this.
FTLN 2000 Thou shalt have charge and sovereign trust herein.

Enter Blunt.

FTLN 2001 How now, good Blunt? Thy looks are full of speed.
FTLN 2002 So hath the business that I come to speak of.
FTLN 2003 Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word
FTLN 2004170 That Douglas and the English rebels met
FTLN 2005 The eleventh of this month at Shrewsbury.
FTLN 2006 A mighty and a fearful head they are,
FTLN 2007 If promises be kept on every hand,
FTLN 2008 As ever offered foul play in a state.
FTLN 2009175 The Earl of Westmoreland set forth today,
FTLN 2010 With him my son, Lord John of Lancaster,
FTLN 2011 For this advertisement is five days old.—

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FTLN 2012 On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward.
FTLN 2013 On Thursday we ourselves will march. Our meeting
FTLN 2014180 Is Bridgenorth. And, Harry, you shall march
FTLN 2015 Through Gloucestershire; by which account,
FTLN 2016 Our business valuèd, some twelve days hence
FTLN 2017 Our general forces at Bridgenorth shall meet.
FTLN 2018 Our hands are full of business. Let’s away.
FTLN 2019185 Advantage feeds him fat while men delay.
They exit.

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Enter Falstaff and Bardolph.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 2020Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since
FTLN 2021 this last action? Do I not bate? Do I not dwindle?
FTLN 2022 Why, my skin hangs about me like an old lady’s
FTLN 2023 loose gown. I am withered like an old applejohn.
FTLN 20245 Well, I’ll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in
FTLN 2025 some liking. I shall be out of heart shortly, and then
FTLN 2026 I shall have no strength to repent. An I have not
FTLN 2027 forgotten what the inside of a church is made of, I
FTLN 2028 am a peppercorn, a brewer’s horse. The inside of a
FTLN 202910 church! Company, villainous company, hath been
FTLN 2030 the spoil of me.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2031Sir John, you are so fretful you cannot live
FTLN 2032 long.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2033Why, there is it. Come, sing me a bawdy
FTLN 203415 song, make me merry. I was as virtuously given as a
FTLN 2035 gentleman need to be, virtuous enough: swore
FTLN 2036 little; diced not above seven times—a week; went to
FTLN 2037 a bawdy house not above once in a quarter—of an
FTLN 2038 hour; paid money that I borrowed—three or four
FTLN 203920 times; lived well and in good compass; and now I
FTLN 2040 live out of all order, out of all compass.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2041Why, you are so fat, Sir John, that you must

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FTLN 2042 needs be out of all compass, out of all reasonable
FTLN 2043 compass, Sir John.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 204425Do thou amend thy face, and I’ll amend my
FTLN 2045 life. Thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern
FTLN 2046 in the poop, but ’tis in the nose of thee. Thou art the
FTLN 2047 Knight of the Burning Lamp.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2048Why, Sir John, my face does you no harm.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 204930No, I’ll be sworn, I make as good use of it as
FTLN 2050 many a man doth of a death’s-head or a memento
FTLN 2051 mori
. I never see thy face but I think upon hellfire
FTLN 2052 and Dives that lived in purple, for there he is in his
FTLN 2053 robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any way given
FTLN 205435 to virtue, I would swear by thy face. My oath should
FTLN 2055 be “By this fire, editorial emendationthat’seditorial emendation God’s angel.” But thou art
FTLN 2056 altogether given over, and wert indeed, but for the
FTLN 2057 light in thy face, the son of utter darkness. When
FTLN 2058 thou ran’st up Gad’s Hill in the night to catch my
FTLN 205940 horse, if I did not think thou hadst been an ignis
FTLN 2060 fatuus
, or a ball of wildfire, there’s no purchase in
FTLN 2061 money. O, thou art a perpetual triumph, an everlasting
FTLN 2062 bonfire-light. Thou hast saved me a thousand
FTLN 2063 marks in links and torches, walking with thee in the
FTLN 206445 night betwixt tavern and tavern, but the sack that
FTLN 2065 thou hast drunk me would have bought me lights as
FTLN 2066 good cheap at the dearest chandler’s in Europe. I
FTLN 2067 have maintained that salamander of yours with fire
FTLN 2068 any time this two-and-thirty years, God reward me
FTLN 206950 for it.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2070’Sblood, I would my face were in your
FTLN 2071 belly!
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2072Godamercy, so should I be sure to be
FTLN 2073 heartburned!

Enter Hostess.

FTLN 207455 How now, Dame Partlet the hen, have you enquired
FTLN 2075 yet who picked my pocket?

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ACT 3. SC. 3

HOSTESS  FTLN 2076Why, Sir John, what do you think, Sir John,
FTLN 2077 do you think I keep thieves in my house? I have
FTLN 2078 searched, I have enquired, so has my husband,
FTLN 207960 man by man, boy by boy, servant by servant.
FTLN 2080 The editorial emendationtitheeditorial emendation of a hair was never lost in my house
FTLN 2081 before.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2082You lie, hostess. Bardolph was shaved and
FTLN 2083 lost many a hair, and I’ll be sworn my pocket was
FTLN 208465 picked. Go to, you are a woman, go.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2085Who, I? No, I defy thee! God’s light, I was
FTLN 2086 never called so in mine own house before.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2087Go to, I know you well enough.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2088No, Sir John, you do not know me, Sir John. I
FTLN 208970 know you, Sir John. You owe me money, Sir John,
FTLN 2090 and now you pick a quarrel to beguile me of it. I
FTLN 2091 bought you a dozen of shirts to your back.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2092Dowlas, filthy dowlas. I have given them
FTLN 2093 away to bakers’ wives; they have made bolters of
FTLN 209475 them.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2095Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight
FTLN 2096 shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, Sir
FTLN 2097 John, for your diet and by-drinkings and money
FTLN 2098 lent you, four-and-twenty pound.
FALSTAFF , editorial emendationpointing to Bardolpheditorial emendation  FTLN 209980He had his part of it.
FTLN 2100 Let him pay.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2101He? Alas, he is poor. He hath nothing.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2102How, poor? Look upon his face. What call
FTLN 2103 you rich? Let them coin his nose. Let them coin his
FTLN 210485 cheeks. I’ll not pay a denier. What, will you make a
FTLN 2105 younker of me? Shall I not take mine ease in mine
FTLN 2106 inn but I shall have my pocket picked? I have lost a
FTLN 2107 seal ring of my grandfather’s worth forty mark.
HOSTESS , editorial emendationto Bardolpheditorial emendation  FTLN 2108O Jesu, I have heard the Prince
FTLN 210990 tell him, I know not how oft, that that ring was
FTLN 2110 copper.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2111How? The Prince is a jack, a sneak-up.

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FTLN 2112 ’Sblood, an he were here, I would cudgel him like a
FTLN 2113 dog if he would say so.

Enter the Prince marching, editorial emendationwith Peto,editorial emendation and Falstaff
meets him playing upon his truncheon like a fife.

FTLN 211495 How now, lad, is the wind in that door, i’ faith? Must
FTLN 2115 we all march?
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2116Yea, two and two, Newgate fashion.
HOSTESS , editorial emendationto Princeeditorial emendation  FTLN 2117My lord, I pray you, hear me.
PRINCE  FTLN 2118What say’st thou, Mistress Quickly? How doth
FTLN 2119100 thy husband? I love him well; he is an honest man.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2120Good my lord, hear me.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2121Prithee, let her alone, and list to me.
PRINCE  FTLN 2122What say’st thou, Jack?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2123The other night I fell asleep here, behind the
FTLN 2124105 arras, and had my pocket picked. This house is
FTLN 2125 turned bawdy house; they pick pockets.
PRINCE  FTLN 2126What didst thou lose, Jack?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2127Wilt thou believe me, Hal, three or four
FTLN 2128 bonds of forty pound apiece, and a seal ring of my
FTLN 2129110 grandfather’s.
PRINCE  FTLN 2130A trifle, some eightpenny matter.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2131So I told him, my lord, and I said I heard
FTLN 2132 your Grace say so. And, my lord, he speaks most
FTLN 2133 vilely of you, like a foul-mouthed man, as he is, and
FTLN 2134115 said he would cudgel you.
PRINCE  FTLN 2135What, he did not!
HOSTESS  FTLN 2136There’s neither faith, truth, nor womanhood
FTLN 2137 in me else.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2138There’s no more faith in thee than in a
FTLN 2139120 stewed prune, nor no more truth in thee than in a
FTLN 2140 drawn fox, and for womanhood, Maid Marian may
FTLN 2141 be the deputy’s wife of the ward to thee. Go, you
FTLN 2142 thing, go.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2143Say, what thing, what thing?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2144125What thing? Why, a thing to thank God on.

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HOSTESS  FTLN 2145I am no thing to thank God on, I would thou
FTLN 2146 shouldst know it! I am an honest man’s wife, and,
FTLN 2147 setting thy knighthood aside, thou art a knave to
FTLN 2148 call me so.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2149130Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a
FTLN 2150 beast to say otherwise.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2151Say, what beast, thou knave, thou?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2152What beast? Why, an otter.
PRINCE  FTLN 2153An otter, Sir John. Why an otter?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2154135Why, she’s neither fish nor flesh; a man
FTLN 2155 knows not where to have her.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2156Thou art an unjust man in saying so. Thou or
FTLN 2157 any man knows where to have me, thou knave,
FTLN 2158 thou.
PRINCE  FTLN 2159140Thou sayst true, hostess, and he slanders thee
FTLN 2160 most grossly.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2161So he doth you, my lord, and said this other
FTLN 2162 day you owed him a thousand pound.
PRINCE  FTLN 2163Sirrah, do I owe you a thousand pound?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2164145A thousand pound, Hal? A million. Thy love is
FTLN 2165 worth a million; thou owest me thy love.
HOSTESS  FTLN 2166Nay, my lord, he called you “jack,” and said
FTLN 2167 he would cudgel you.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2168Did I, Bardolph?
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2169150Indeed, Sir John, you said so.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2170Yea, if he said my ring was copper.
PRINCE  FTLN 2171I say ’tis copper. Darest thou be as good as thy
FTLN 2172 word now?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2173Why, Hal, thou knowest, as thou art but
FTLN 2174155 man, I dare, but as thou art prince, I fear thee as I
FTLN 2175 fear the roaring of the lion’s whelp.
PRINCE  FTLN 2176And why not as the lion?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2177The King himself is to be feared as the lion.
FTLN 2178 Dost thou think I’ll fear thee as I fear thy father?
FTLN 2179160 Nay, an I do, I pray God my girdle break.
PRINCE  FTLN 2180O, if it should, how would thy guts fall about

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ACT 3. SC. 3

FTLN 2181 thy knees! But, sirrah, there’s no room for faith,
FTLN 2182 truth, nor honesty in this bosom of thine. It is all
FTLN 2183 filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest
FTLN 2184165 woman with picking thy pocket? Why, thou whoreson,
FTLN 2185 impudent, embossed rascal, if there were
FTLN 2186 anything in thy pocket but tavern reckonings,
FTLN 2187 memorandums of bawdy houses, and one poor
FTLN 2188 pennyworth of sugar candy to make thee long-winded,
FTLN 2189170 if thy pocket were enriched with any other
FTLN 2190 injuries but these, I am a villain. And yet you will
FTLN 2191 stand to it! You will not pocket up wrong! Art thou
FTLN 2192 not ashamed?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2193Dost thou hear, Hal? Thou knowest in the
FTLN 2194175 state of innocency Adam fell, and what should poor
FTLN 2195 Jack Falstaff do in the days of villainy? Thou seest I
FTLN 2196 have more flesh than another man and therefore
FTLN 2197 more frailty. You confess, then, you picked my
FTLN 2198 pocket.
PRINCE  FTLN 2199180It appears so by the story.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2200Hostess, I forgive thee. Go make ready
FTLN 2201 breakfast, love thy husband, look to thy servants,
FTLN 2202 cherish thy editorial emendationguests.editorial emendation Thou shalt find me tractable
FTLN 2203 to any honest reason. Thou seest I am pacified still.
FTLN 2204185 Nay, prithee, begone.  (Hostess exits.) Now, Hal, to
FTLN 2205 the news at court. For the robbery, lad, how is that
FTLN 2206 answered?
PRINCE  FTLN 2207O, my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to
FTLN 2208 thee. The money is paid back again.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2209190O, I do not like that paying back. ’Tis a double
FTLN 2210 labor.
PRINCE  FTLN 2211I am good friends with my father and may do
FTLN 2212 anything.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2213Rob me the Exchequer the first thing thou
FTLN 2214195 dost, and do it with unwashed hands too.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2215Do, my lord.
PRINCE  FTLN 2216I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot.

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FALSTAFF  FTLN 2217I would it had been of horse. Where shall I
FTLN 2218 find one that can steal well? O, for a fine thief of
FTLN 2219200 the age of two-and-twenty or thereabouts! I am heinously
FTLN 2220 unprovided. Well, God be thanked for these
FTLN 2221 rebels. They offend none but the virtuous. I laud
FTLN 2222 them; I praise them.
PRINCE  FTLN 2223Bardolph.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2224205My lord.
PRINCE , editorial emendationhanding Bardolph paperseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2225 Go, bear this letter to Lord John of Lancaster,
FTLN 2226 To my brother John; this to my Lord of
FTLN 2227 Westmoreland. editorial emendationBardolph exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2228 Go, Peto, to horse, to horse, for thou and I
FTLN 2229210 Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.
editorial emendationPeto exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2230 Jack, meet me tomorrow in the Temple hall
FTLN 2231 At two o’clock in the afternoon;
FTLN 2232 There shalt thou know thy charge, and there receive
FTLN 2233 Money and order for their furniture.
FTLN 2234215 The land is burning. Percy stands on high,
FTLN 2235 And either we or they must lower lie. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2236 Rare words, brave world!—Hostess, my breakfast,
FTLN 2237 come.—
FTLN 2238 O, I could wish this tavern were my drum.
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

editorial emendationACT 4editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
editorial emendationEnter Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas.editorial emendation

FTLN 2239 Well said, my noble Scot. If speaking truth
FTLN 2240 In this fine age were not thought flattery,
FTLN 2241 Such attribution should the Douglas have
FTLN 2242 As not a soldier of this season’s stamp
FTLN 22435 Should go so general current through the world.
FTLN 2244 By God, I cannot flatter. I do defy
FTLN 2245 The tongues of soothers. But a braver place
FTLN 2246 In my heart’s love hath no man than yourself.
FTLN 2247 Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
DOUGLAS  FTLN 224810Thou art the king of honor.
FTLN 2249 No man so potent breathes upon the ground
FTLN 2250 But I will beard him.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2251 Do so, and ’tis well.

Enter editorial emendationa Messengereditorial emendation with letters.

FTLN 2252 What letters hast thou there?  editorial emendationTo Douglas.editorial emendation I can but
FTLN 225315 thank you.
MESSENGER  FTLN 2254These letters come from your father.
FTLN 2255 Letters from him! Why comes he not himself?
FTLN 2256 He cannot come, my lord. He is grievous sick.

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FTLN 2257 Zounds, how has he the leisure to be sick
FTLN 225820 In such a justling time? Who leads his power?
FTLN 2259 Under whose government come they along?
MESSENGER , editorial emendationhanding letter to Hotspur, who begins
 reading iteditorial emendation
FTLN 2260 His letters bears his mind, not I, my editorial emendationlord.editorial emendation
FTLN 2261 I prithee, tell me, doth he keep his bed?
FTLN 2262 He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth,
FTLN 226325 And, at the time of my departure thence,
FTLN 2264 He was much feared by his physicians.
FTLN 2265 I would the state of time had first been whole
FTLN 2266 Ere he by sickness had been visited.
FTLN 2267 His health was never better worth than now.
FTLN 226830 Sick now? Droop now? This sickness doth infect
FTLN 2269 The very lifeblood of our enterprise.
FTLN 2270 ’Tis catching hither, even to our camp.
FTLN 2271 He writes me here that inward sickness—
FTLN 2272 And that his friends by deputation
FTLN 227335 Could not so soon be drawn, nor did he think it
FTLN 2274 meet
FTLN 2275 To lay so dangerous and dear a trust
FTLN 2276 On any soul removed but on his own;
FTLN 2277 Yet doth he give us bold advertisement
FTLN 227840 That with our small conjunction we should on
FTLN 2279 To see how fortune is disposed to us,
FTLN 2280 For, as he writes, there is no quailing now,
FTLN 2281 Because the King is certainly possessed
FTLN 2282 Of all our purposes. What say you to it?
FTLN 228345 Your father’s sickness is a maim to us.

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ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2284 A perilous gash, a very limb lopped off!
FTLN 2285 And yet, in faith, it is not. His present want
FTLN 2286 Seems more than we shall find it. Were it good
FTLN 2287 To set the exact wealth of all our states
FTLN 228850 All at one cast? To set so rich a main
FTLN 2289 On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?
FTLN 2290 It were not good, for therein should we read
FTLN 2291 The very bottom and the soul of hope,
FTLN 2292 The very list, the very utmost bound
FTLN 229355 Of all our fortunes.
FTLN 2294 Faith, and so we should, where now remains
FTLN 2295 A sweet reversion. We may boldly spend
FTLN 2296 Upon the hope of what editorial emendationiseditorial emendation to come in.
FTLN 2297 A comfort of retirement lives in this.
FTLN 229860 A rendezvous, a home to fly unto,
FTLN 2299 If that the devil and mischance look big
FTLN 2300 Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.
FTLN 2301 But yet I would your father had been here.
FTLN 2302 The quality and hair of our attempt
FTLN 230365 Brooks no division. It will be thought
FTLN 2304 By some that know not why he is away
FTLN 2305 That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike
FTLN 2306 Of our proceedings kept the Earl from hence.
FTLN 2307 And think how such an apprehension
FTLN 230870 May turn the tide of fearful faction
FTLN 2309 And breed a kind of question in our cause.
FTLN 2310 For well you know, we of the off’ring side
FTLN 2311 Must keep aloof from strict arbitrament,
FTLN 2312 And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence
FTLN 231375 The eye of reason may pry in upon us.
FTLN 2314 This absence of your father’s draws a curtain

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ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2315 That shows the ignorant a kind of fear
FTLN 2316 Before not dreamt of.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2317 You strain too far.
FTLN 231880 I rather of his absence make this use:
FTLN 2319 It lends a luster and more great opinion,
FTLN 2320 A larger dare, to our great enterprise
FTLN 2321 Than if the Earl were here, for men must think
FTLN 2322 If we without his help can make a head
FTLN 232385 To push against a kingdom, with his help
FTLN 2324 We shall o’erturn it topsy-turvy down.
FTLN 2325 Yet all goes well; yet all our joints are whole.
FTLN 2326 As heart can think. There is not such a word
FTLN 2327 Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.

Enter Sir Richard Vernon.

FTLN 232890 My cousin Vernon, welcome, by my soul.
FTLN 2329 Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord.
FTLN 2330 The Earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,
FTLN 2331 Is marching hitherwards, with him Prince John.
FTLN 2332 No harm, what more?
VERNON  FTLN 233395 And further I have learned
FTLN 2334 The King himself in person is set forth,
FTLN 2335 Or hitherwards intended speedily,
FTLN 2336 With strong and mighty preparation.
FTLN 2337 He shall be welcome too. Where is his son,
FTLN 2338100 The nimble-footed madcap Prince of Wales,
FTLN 2339 And his comrades, that daffed the world aside
FTLN 2340 And bid it pass?
VERNON  FTLN 2341 All furnished, all in arms,
FTLN 2342 All plumed like estridges that with the wind
FTLN 2343105 Bated like eagles having lately bathed,

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ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2344 Glittering in golden coats like images,
FTLN 2345 As full of spirit as the month of May,
FTLN 2346 And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer,
FTLN 2347 Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.
FTLN 2348110 I saw young Harry with his beaver on,
FTLN 2349 His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly armed,
FTLN 2350 Rise from the ground like feathered Mercury
FTLN 2351 And vaulted with such ease into his seat
FTLN 2352 As if an angel editorial emendationdroppededitorial emendation down from the clouds,
FTLN 2353115 To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus
FTLN 2354 And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
FTLN 2355 No more, no more! Worse than the sun in March
FTLN 2356 This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come.
FTLN 2357 They come like sacrifices in their trim,
FTLN 2358120 And to the fire-eyed maid of smoky war
FTLN 2359 All hot and bleeding will we offer them.
FTLN 2360 The mailèd Mars shall on his editorial emendationaltareditorial emendation sit
FTLN 2361 Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire
FTLN 2362 To hear this rich reprisal is so nigh
FTLN 2363125 And yet not ours. Come, let me taste my horse,
FTLN 2364 Who is to bear me like a thunderbolt
FTLN 2365 Against the bosom of the Prince of Wales.
FTLN 2366 Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse,
FTLN 2367 Meet and ne’er part till one drop down a corse.
FTLN 2368130 O, that Glendower were come!
VERNON  FTLN 2369 There is more news.
FTLN 2370 I learned in Worcester, as I rode along,
FTLN 2371 He editorial emendationcannoteditorial emendation draw his power this fourteen days.
FTLN 2372 That’s the worst tidings that I hear of editorial emendationyet.editorial emendation
FTLN 2373135 Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound.
FTLN 2374 What may the King’s whole battle reach unto?

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FTLN 2375 To thirty thousand.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2376 Forty let it be.
FTLN 2377 My father and Glendower being both away,
FTLN 2378140 The powers of us may serve so great a day.
FTLN 2379 Come, let us take a muster speedily.
FTLN 2380 Doomsday is near. Die all, die merrily.
FTLN 2381 Talk not of dying. I am out of fear
FTLN 2382 Of death or death’s hand for this one half year.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter Falstaff editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Bardolph.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 2383Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry. Fill
FTLN 2384 me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march
FTLN 2385 through. We’ll to Sutton editorial emendationColdfieldeditorial emendation tonight.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2386Will you give me money, captain?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 23875Lay out, lay out.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 2388This bottle makes an angel.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2389An if it do, take it for thy labor. An if it make
FTLN 2390 twenty, take them all. I’ll answer the coinage. Bid
FTLN 2391 my lieutenant Peto meet me at town’s end.
BARDOLPH  FTLN 239210I will, captain. Farewell. He exits.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2393If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a
FTLN 2394 soused gurnet. I have misused the King’s press
FTLN 2395 damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred
FTLN 2396 and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. I
FTLN 239715 press me none but good householders, editorial emendationyeomen’seditorial emendation
FTLN 2398 sons, inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as
FTLN 2399 had been asked twice on the banns—such a commodity
FTLN 2400 of warm slaves as had as editorial emendationliefeditorial emendation hear the devil
FTLN 2401 as a drum, such as fear the report of a caliver worse

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FTLN 240220 than a struck fowl or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me
FTLN 2403 none but such toasts-and-butter, with hearts in their
FTLN 2404 bellies no bigger than pins’ heads, and they have
FTLN 2405 bought out their services, and now my whole
FTLN 2406 charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants,
FTLN 240725 gentlemen of companies—slaves as ragged as Lazarus
FTLN 2408 in the painted cloth, where the glutton’s dogs
FTLN 2409 licked his sores; and such as indeed were never
FTLN 2410 soldiers, but discarded, unjust servingmen, younger
FTLN 2411 sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and
FTLN 241230 ostlers tradefallen, the cankers of a calm world and
FTLN 2413 a long peace, ten times more dishonorable-ragged
FTLN 2414 than an old feazed ancient; and such have I to fill up
FTLN 2415 the rooms of them as have bought out their services,
FTLN 2416 that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty
FTLN 241735 tattered prodigals lately come from swine-keeping,
FTLN 2418 from eating draff and husks. A mad fellow met me
FTLN 2419 on the way and told me I had unloaded all the
FTLN 2420 gibbets and pressed the dead bodies. No eye hath
FTLN 2421 seen such scarecrows. I’ll not march through Coventry
FTLN 242240 with them, that’s flat. Nay, and the villains
FTLN 2423 march wide betwixt the legs as if they had gyves on,
FTLN 2424 for indeed I had the most of them out of prison.
FTLN 2425 There’s not a shirt and a half in all my company,
FTLN 2426 and the half shirt is two napkins tacked together
FTLN 242745 and thrown over the shoulders like a herald’s coat
FTLN 2428 without sleeves; and the shirt, to say the truth,
FTLN 2429 stolen from my host at Saint Albans or the red-nose
FTLN 2430 innkeeper of Daventry. But that’s all one; they’ll find
FTLN 2431 linen enough on every hedge.

Enter the Prince editorial emendationand theeditorial emendation Lord of Westmoreland.

PRINCE  FTLN 243250How now, blown Jack? How now, quilt?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2433What, Hal, how now, mad wag? What a devil
FTLN 2434 dost thou in Warwickshire?—My good Lord of

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FTLN 2435 Westmoreland, I cry you mercy. I thought your
FTLN 2436 Honor had already been at Shrewsbury.
WESTMORELAND  FTLN 243755Faith, Sir John, ’tis more than time
FTLN 2438 that I were there and you too, but my powers are
FTLN 2439 there already. The King, I can tell you, looks for us
FTLN 2440 all. We must away all night.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2441Tut, never fear me. I am as vigilant as a cat to
FTLN 244260 steal cream.
PRINCE  FTLN 2443I think to steal cream indeed, for thy theft hath
FTLN 2444 already made thee butter. But tell me, Jack, whose
FTLN 2445 fellows are these that come after?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2446Mine, Hal, mine.
PRINCE  FTLN 244765I did never see such pitiful rascals.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2448Tut, tut, good enough to toss; food for powder,
FTLN 2449 food for powder. They’ll fill a pit as well as
FTLN 2450 better. Tush, man, mortal men, mortal men.
WESTMORELAND  FTLN 2451Ay, but, Sir John, methinks they are
FTLN 245270 exceeding poor and bare, too beggarly.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2453Faith, for their poverty, I know not where
FTLN 2454 they had that, and for their bareness, I am sure they
FTLN 2455 never learned that of me.
PRINCE  FTLN 2456No, I’ll be sworn, unless you call three fingers
FTLN 245775 in the ribs bare. But, sirrah, make haste. Percy is
FTLN 2458 already in the field. He exits.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2459What, is the King encamped?
WESTMORELAND  FTLN 2460He is, Sir John. I fear we shall stay too
FTLN 2461 long. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
FALSTAFF  FTLN 246280Well,
FTLN 2463 To the latter end of a fray and the beginning of a
FTLN 2464 feast
FTLN 2465 Fits a dull fighter and a keen guest.
editorial emendationHeeditorial emendation exits.

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 4. SC. 3

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Vernon.

FTLN 2466 We’ll fight with him tonight.
WORCESTER  FTLN 2467 It may not be.
FTLN 2468 You give him then advantage.
VERNON  FTLN 2469 Not a whit.
FTLN 24705 Why say you so? Looks he not for supply?
VERNON  FTLN 2471So do we.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2472His is certain; ours is doubtful.
FTLN 2473 Good cousin, be advised. Stir not tonight.
VERNON , editorial emendationto Hotspureditorial emendation 
FTLN 2474 Do not, my lord.
DOUGLAS  FTLN 247510 You do not counsel well.
FTLN 2476 You speak it out of fear and cold heart.
FTLN 2477 Do me no slander, Douglas. By my life
FTLN 2478 (And I dare well maintain it with my life),
FTLN 2479 If well-respected honor bid me on,
FTLN 248015 I hold as little counsel with weak fear
FTLN 2481 As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives.
FTLN 2482 Let it be seen tomorrow in the battle
FTLN 2483 Which of us fears.
DOUGLAS  FTLN 2484Yea, or tonight.
VERNON  FTLN 248520Content.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2486Tonight, say I.
FTLN 2487 Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much,
FTLN 2488 Being men of such great leading as you are,
FTLN 2489 That you foresee not what impediments
FTLN 249025 Drag back our expedition. Certain horse
FTLN 2491 Of my cousin Vernon’s are not yet come up.

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FTLN 2492 Your uncle Worcester’s editorial emendationhorseeditorial emendation came but today,
FTLN 2493 And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
FTLN 2494 Their courage with hard labor tame and dull,
FTLN 249530 That not a horse is half the half of himself.
FTLN 2496 So are the horses of the enemy
FTLN 2497 In general journey-bated and brought low.
FTLN 2498 The better part of ours are full of rest.
FTLN 2499 The number of the King exceedeth editorial emendationours.editorial emendation
FTLN 250035 For God’s sake, cousin, stay till all come in.
The trumpet sounds a parley.

Enter Sir Walter Blunt.

FTLN 2501 I come with gracious offers from the King,
FTLN 2502 If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.
FTLN 2503 Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt, and would to God
FTLN 2504 You were of our determination.
FTLN 250540 Some of us love you well, and even those some
FTLN 2506 Envy your great deservings and good name
FTLN 2507 Because you are not of our quality
FTLN 2508 But stand against us like an enemy.
FTLN 2509 And God defend but still I should stand so,
FTLN 251045 So long as out of limit and true rule
FTLN 2511 You stand against anointed majesty.
FTLN 2512 But to my charge. The King hath sent to know
FTLN 2513 The nature of your griefs, and whereupon
FTLN 2514 You conjure from the breast of civil peace
FTLN 251550 Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land
FTLN 2516 Audacious cruelty. If that the King
FTLN 2517 Have any way your good deserts forgot,
FTLN 2518 Which he confesseth to be manifold,
FTLN 2519 He bids you name your griefs, and with all speed

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FTLN 252055 You shall have your desires with interest
FTLN 2521 And pardon absolute for yourself and these
FTLN 2522 Herein misled by your suggestion.
FTLN 2523 The King is kind, and well we know the King
FTLN 2524 Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.
FTLN 252560 My father and my uncle and myself
FTLN 2526 Did give him that same royalty he wears,
FTLN 2527 And when he was not six-and-twenty strong,
FTLN 2528 Sick in the world’s regard, wretched and low,
FTLN 2529 A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,
FTLN 253065 My father gave him welcome to the shore;
FTLN 2531 And when he heard him swear and vow to God
FTLN 2532 He came but to be Duke of Lancaster,
FTLN 2533 To sue his livery, and beg his peace
FTLN 2534 With tears of innocency and terms of zeal,
FTLN 253570 My father, in kind heart and pity moved,
FTLN 2536 Swore him assistance and performed it too.
FTLN 2537 Now when the lords and barons of the realm
FTLN 2538 Perceived Northumberland did lean to him,
FTLN 2539 The more and less came in with cap and knee,
FTLN 254075 Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,
FTLN 2541 Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,
FTLN 2542 Laid gifts before him, proffered him their oaths,
FTLN 2543 Gave him their heirs as pages, followed him
FTLN 2544 Even at the heels in golden multitudes.
FTLN 254580 He presently, as greatness knows itself,
FTLN 2546 Steps me a little higher than his vow
FTLN 2547 Made to my father while his blood was poor
FTLN 2548 Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurgh,
FTLN 2549 And now forsooth takes on him to reform
FTLN 255085 Some certain edicts and some strait decrees
FTLN 2551 That lie too heavy on the commonwealth,
FTLN 2552 Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep
FTLN 2553 Over his editorial emendationcountry’seditorial emendation wrongs, and by this face,
FTLN 2554 This seeming brow of justice, did he win
FTLN 255590 The hearts of all that he did angle for,

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FTLN 2556 Proceeded further—cut me off the heads
FTLN 2557 Of all the favorites that the absent king
FTLN 2558 In deputation left behind him here
FTLN 2559 When he was personal in the Irish war.
FTLN 256095 Tut, I came not to hear this.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2561 Then to the point.
FTLN 2562 In short time after, he deposed the King,
FTLN 2563 Soon after that deprived him of his life
FTLN 2564 And, in the neck of that, tasked the whole state.
FTLN 2565100 To make that worse, suffered his kinsman March
FTLN 2566 (Who is, if every owner were well placed,
FTLN 2567 Indeed his king) to be engaged in Wales,
FTLN 2568 There without ransom to lie forfeited,
FTLN 2569 Disgraced me in my happy victories,
FTLN 2570105 Sought to entrap me by intelligence,
FTLN 2571 Rated mine uncle from the council board,
FTLN 2572 In rage dismissed my father from the court,
FTLN 2573 Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong,
FTLN 2574 And in conclusion drove us to seek out
FTLN 2575110 This head of safety, and withal to pry
FTLN 2576 Into his title, the which we find
FTLN 2577 Too indirect for long continuance.
FTLN 2578 Shall I return this answer to the King?
FTLN 2579 Not so, Sir Walter. We’ll withdraw awhile.
FTLN 2580115 Go to the King, and let there be impawned
FTLN 2581 Some surety for a safe return again,
FTLN 2582 And in the morning early shall mine uncle
FTLN 2583 Bring him our purposes. And so farewell.
FTLN 2584 I would you would accept of grace and love.
FTLN 2585120 And maybe so we shall.
BLUNT  FTLN 2586 Pray God you do.
editorial emendationThey exit.editorial emendation

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ACT 4. SC. 4

editorial emendationScene 4editorial emendation
Enter Archbishop of York editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Sir Michael.

ARCHBISHOP , editorial emendationhanding paperseditorial emendation 
FTLN 2587 Hie, good Sir Michael, bear this sealèd brief
FTLN 2588 With wingèd haste to the Lord Marshal,
FTLN 2589 This to my cousin Scroop, and all the rest
FTLN 2590 To whom they are directed. If you knew
FTLN 25915 How much they do import, you would make haste.
FTLN 2592 My good lord, I guess their tenor.
ARCHBISHOP  FTLN 2593Like enough you do.
FTLN 2594 Tomorrow, good Sir Michael, is a day
FTLN 2595 Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men
FTLN 259610 Must bide the touch. For, sir, at Shrewsbury,
FTLN 2597 As I am truly given to understand,
FTLN 2598 The King with mighty and quick-raisèd power
FTLN 2599 Meets with Lord Harry. And I fear, Sir Michael,
FTLN 2600 What with the sickness of Northumberland,
FTLN 260115 Whose power was in the first proportion,
FTLN 2602 And what with Owen Glendower’s absence thence,
FTLN 2603 Who with them was a rated sinew too
FTLN 2604 And comes not in, o’erruled by prophecies,
FTLN 2605 I fear the power of Percy is too weak
FTLN 260620 To wage an instant trial with the King.
FTLN 2607 Why, my good lord, you need not fear.
FTLN 2608 There is Douglas and Lord Mortimer.
ARCHBISHOP  FTLN 2609No, Mortimer is not there.
FTLN 2610 But there is Mordake, Vernon, Lord Harry Percy,
FTLN 261125 And there is my Lord of Worcester, and a head
FTLN 2612 Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.
FTLN 2613 And so there is. But yet the King hath drawn
FTLN 2614 The special head of all the land together:

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FTLN 2615 The Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster,
FTLN 261630 The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt,
FTLN 2617 And many more corrivals and dear men
FTLN 2618 Of estimation and command in arms.
FTLN 2619 Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opposed.
FTLN 2620 I hope no less, yet needful ’tis to fear;
FTLN 262135 And to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed.
FTLN 2622 For if Lord Percy thrive not, ere the King
FTLN 2623 Dismiss his power he means to visit us,
FTLN 2624 For he hath heard of our confederacy,
FTLN 2625 And ’tis but wisdom to make strong against him.
FTLN 262640 Therefore make haste. I must go write again
FTLN 2627 To other friends. And so farewell, Sir Michael.
They exit.

editorial emendationACT 5editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter the King, Prince of Wales, Lord John of Lancaster,
Sir Walter Blunt, editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Falstaff.

FTLN 2628 How bloodily the sun begins to peer
FTLN 2629 Above yon bulky hill. The day looks pale
FTLN 2630 At his distemp’rature.
PRINCE  FTLN 2631 The southern wind
FTLN 26325 Doth play the trumpet to his purposes,
FTLN 2633 And by his hollow whistling in the leaves
FTLN 2634 Foretells a tempest and a blust’ring day.
FTLN 2635 Then with the losers let it sympathize,
FTLN 2636 For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
The trumpet sounds.

Enter Worcester editorial emendationand Vernon.editorial emendation

FTLN 263710 How now, my Lord of Worcester? ’Tis not well
FTLN 2638 That you and I should meet upon such terms
FTLN 2639 As now we meet. You have deceived our trust
FTLN 2640 And made us doff our easy robes of peace
FTLN 2641 To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel.
FTLN 264215 This is not well, my lord; this is not well.
FTLN 2643 What say you to it? Will you again unknit
FTLN 2644 This churlish knot of all-abhorrèd war

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ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 2645 And move in that obedient orb again
FTLN 2646 Where you did give a fair and natural light,
FTLN 264720 And be no more an exhaled meteor,
FTLN 2648 A prodigy of fear, and a portent
FTLN 2649 Of broachèd mischief to the unborn times?
WORCESTER  FTLN 2650Hear me, my liege:
FTLN 2651 For mine own part I could be well content
FTLN 265225 To entertain the lag end of my life
FTLN 2653 With quiet hours. For I protest
FTLN 2654 I have not sought the day of this dislike.
FTLN 2655 You have not sought it. How comes it then?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2656Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
PRINCE  FTLN 265730Peace, chewet, peace.
FTLN 2658 It pleased your Majesty to turn your looks
FTLN 2659 Of favor from myself and all our house;
FTLN 2660 And yet I must remember you, my lord,
FTLN 2661 We were the first and dearest of your friends.
FTLN 266235 For you my staff of office did I break
FTLN 2663 In Richard’s time, and posted day and night
FTLN 2664 To meet you on the way and kiss your hand
FTLN 2665 When yet you were in place and in account
FTLN 2666 Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.
FTLN 266740 It was myself, my brother, and his son
FTLN 2668 That brought you home and boldly did outdare
FTLN 2669 The dangers of the time. You swore to us,
FTLN 2670 And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,
FTLN 2671 That you did nothing purpose ’gainst the state,
FTLN 267245 Nor claim no further than your new-fall’n right,
FTLN 2673 The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster.
FTLN 2674 To this we swore our aid. But in short space
FTLN 2675 It rained down fortune show’ring on your head,
FTLN 2676 And such a flood of greatness fell on you—
FTLN 267750 What with our help, what with the absent king,
FTLN 2678 What with the injuries of a wanton time,

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ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 2679 The seeming sufferances that you had borne,
FTLN 2680 And the contrarious winds that held the King
FTLN 2681 So long in his unlucky Irish wars
FTLN 268255 That all in England did repute him dead—
FTLN 2683 And from this swarm of fair advantages
FTLN 2684 You took occasion to be quickly wooed
FTLN 2685 To gripe the general sway into your hand,
FTLN 2686 Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster;
FTLN 268760 And being fed by us, you used us so
FTLN 2688 As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo’s bird,
FTLN 2689 Useth the sparrow—did oppress our nest,
FTLN 2690 Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk
FTLN 2691 That even our love durst not come near your sight
FTLN 269265 For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing
FTLN 2693 We were enforced for safety sake to fly
FTLN 2694 Out of your sight and raise this present head,
FTLN 2695 Whereby we stand opposèd by such means
FTLN 2696 As you yourself have forged against yourself
FTLN 269770 By unkind usage, dangerous countenance,
FTLN 2698 And violation of all faith and troth
FTLN 2699 Sworn to us in your younger enterprise.
FTLN 2700 These things indeed you have articulate,
FTLN 2701 Proclaimed at market crosses, read in churches,
FTLN 270275 To face the garment of rebellion
FTLN 2703 With some fine color that may please the eye
FTLN 2704 Of fickle changelings and poor discontents,
FTLN 2705 Which gape and rub the elbow at the news
FTLN 2706 Of hurlyburly innovation.
FTLN 270780 And never yet did insurrection want
FTLN 2708 Such water colors to impaint his cause,
FTLN 2709 Nor moody beggars starving for a time
FTLN 2710 Of pellmell havoc and confusion.
FTLN 2711 In both your armies there is many a soul
FTLN 271285 Shall pay full dearly for this encounter

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ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 2713 If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,
FTLN 2714 The Prince of Wales doth join with all the world
FTLN 2715 In praise of Henry Percy. By my hopes,
FTLN 2716 This present enterprise set off his head,
FTLN 271790 I do not think a braver gentleman,
FTLN 2718 More active-valiant, or more valiant-young,
FTLN 2719 More daring or more bold, is now alive
FTLN 2720 To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
FTLN 2721 For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
FTLN 272295 I have a truant been to chivalry,
FTLN 2723 And so I hear he doth account me too.
FTLN 2724 Yet this before my father’s majesty:
FTLN 2725 I am content that he shall take the odds
FTLN 2726 Of his great name and estimation,
FTLN 2727100 And will, to save the blood on either side,
FTLN 2728 Try fortune with him in a single fight.
FTLN 2729 And, Prince of Wales, so dare we venture thee,
FTLN 2730 Albeit considerations infinite
FTLN 2731 Do make against it.—No, good Worcester, no.
FTLN 2732105 We love our people well, even those we love
FTLN 2733 That are misled upon your cousin’s part.
FTLN 2734 And, will they take the offer of our grace,
FTLN 2735 Both he and they and you, yea, every man
FTLN 2736 Shall be my friend again, and I’ll be his.
FTLN 2737110 So tell your cousin, and bring me word
FTLN 2738 What he will do. But if he will not yield,
FTLN 2739 Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
FTLN 2740 And they shall do their office. So begone.
FTLN 2741 We will not now be troubled with reply.
FTLN 2742115 We offer fair. Take it advisedly.
Worcester exits editorial emendationwith Vernon.editorial emendation
FTLN 2743 It will not be accepted, on my life.
FTLN 2744 The Douglas and the Hotspur both together
FTLN 2745 Are confident against the world in arms.

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FTLN 2746 Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge,
FTLN 2747120 For on their answer will we set on them,
FTLN 2748 And God befriend us as our cause is just.
They exit. Prince and Falstaff remain.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2749Hal, if thou see me down in the battle and
FTLN 2750 bestride me, so; ’tis a point of friendship.
PRINCE  FTLN 2751Nothing but a colossus can do thee that friendship.
FTLN 2752125 Say thy prayers, and farewell.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2753I would ’twere bedtime, Hal, and all well.
PRINCE  FTLN 2754Why, thou owest God a death. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2755’Tis not due yet. I would be loath to pay Him
FTLN 2756 before His day. What need I be so forward with
FTLN 2757130 Him that calls not on me? Well, ’tis no matter.
FTLN 2758 Honor pricks me on. Yea, but how if honor prick me
FTLN 2759 off when I come on? How then? Can honor set to a
FTLN 2760 leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a
FTLN 2761 wound? No. Honor hath no skill in surgery, then?
FTLN 2762135 No. What is honor? A word. What is in that word
FTLN 2763 “honor”? What is that “honor”? Air. A trim reckoning.
FTLN 2764 Who hath it? He that died o’ Wednesday. Doth
FTLN 2765 he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. ’Tis insensible,
FTLN 2766 then? Yea, to the dead. But will editorial emendationiteditorial emendation not live with the
FTLN 2767140 living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it. Therefore,
FTLN 2768 I’ll none of it. Honor is a mere scutcheon. And
FTLN 2769 so ends my catechism.
He exits.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter Worcester editorial emendationandeditorial emendation Sir Richard Vernon.

FTLN 2770 O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
FTLN 2771 The liberal and kind offer of the King.

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FTLN 2772 ’Twere best he did.
WORCESTER  FTLN 2773 Then are we all editorial emendationundone.editorial emendation
FTLN 27745 It is not possible, it cannot be
FTLN 2775 The King should keep his word in loving us.
FTLN 2776 He will suspect us still and find a time
FTLN 2777 To punish this offense in other faults.
FTLN 2778 editorial emendationSuspicioneditorial emendation all our lives shall be stuck full of
FTLN 277910 eyes,
FTLN 2780 For treason is but trusted like the fox,
FTLN 2781 Who, never so tame, so cherished and locked up,
FTLN 2782 Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
FTLN 2783 Look how we can, or sad or merrily,
FTLN 278415 Interpretation will misquote our looks,
FTLN 2785 And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
FTLN 2786 The better cherished still the nearer death.
FTLN 2787 My nephew’s trespass may be well forgot;
FTLN 2788 It hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,
FTLN 278920 And an adopted name of privilege—
FTLN 2790 A harebrained Hotspur governed by a spleen.
FTLN 2791 All his offenses live upon my head
FTLN 2792 And on his father’s. We did train him on,
FTLN 2793 And his corruption being ta’en from us,
FTLN 279425 We as the spring of all shall pay for all.
FTLN 2795 Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know
FTLN 2796 In any case the offer of the King.
FTLN 2797 Deliver what you will; I’ll say ’tis so.

Enter editorial emendationHotspur, Douglas, and their army.editorial emendation

FTLN 2798 Here comes your cousin.
HOTSPUR , editorial emendationto Douglaseditorial emendation  FTLN 279930My uncle is returned.
FTLN 2800 Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.—
FTLN 2801 Uncle, what news?
FTLN 2802 The King will bid you battle presently.

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ACT 5. SC. 2

DOUGLAS , editorial emendationto Hotspureditorial emendation 
FTLN 2803 Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.
FTLN 280435 Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
FTLN 2805 Marry, and shall, and very willingly. Douglas exits.
FTLN 2806 There is no seeming mercy in the King.
FTLN 2807 Did you beg any? God forbid!
FTLN 2808 I told him gently of our grievances,
FTLN 280940 Of his oath-breaking, which he mended thus
FTLN 2810 By now forswearing that he is forsworn.
FTLN 2811 He calls us “rebels,” “traitors,” and will scourge
FTLN 2812 With haughty arms this hateful name in us.

Enter Douglas.

FTLN 2813 Arm, gentlemen, to arms. For I have thrown
FTLN 281445 A brave defiance in King Henry’s teeth,
FTLN 2815 And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it,
FTLN 2816 Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.
FTLN 2817 The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the King,
FTLN 2818 And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
FTLN 281950 O, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
FTLN 2820 And that no man might draw short breath today
FTLN 2821 But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
FTLN 2822 How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?
FTLN 2823 No, by my soul. I never in my life
FTLN 282455 Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
FTLN 2825 Unless a brother should a brother dare
FTLN 2826 To gentle exercise and proof of arms.

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FTLN 2827 He gave you all the duties of a man,
FTLN 2828 Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
FTLN 282960 Spoke your deservings like a chronicle,
FTLN 2830 Making you ever better than his praise
FTLN 2831 By still dispraising praise valued with you,
FTLN 2832 And, which became him like a prince indeed,
FTLN 2833 He made a blushing cital of himself,
FTLN 283465 And chid his truant youth with such a grace
FTLN 2835 As if he mastered there a double spirit
FTLN 2836 Of teaching and of learning instantly.
FTLN 2837 There did he pause, but let me tell the world:
FTLN 2838 If he outlive the envy of this day,
FTLN 283970 England did never owe so sweet a hope
FTLN 2840 So much misconstrued in his wantonness.
FTLN 2841 Cousin, I think thou art enamorèd
FTLN 2842 On his follies. Never did I hear
FTLN 2843 Of any prince so wild a liberty.
FTLN 284475 But be he as he will, yet once ere night
FTLN 2845 I will embrace him with a soldier’s arm
FTLN 2846 That he shall shrink under my courtesy.—
FTLN 2847 Arm, arm with speed, and, fellows, soldiers,
FTLN 2848 friends,
FTLN 284980 Better consider what you have to do
FTLN 2850 Than I that have not well the gift of tongue
FTLN 2851 Can lift your blood up with persuasion.

Enter a Messenger.

MESSENGER  FTLN 2852My lord, here are letters for you.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2853I cannot read them now.—
FTLN 285485 O gentlemen, the time of life is short;
FTLN 2855 To spend that shortness basely were too long
FTLN 2856 If life did ride upon a dial’s point,
FTLN 2857 Still ending at the arrival of an hour.
FTLN 2858 An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
FTLN 285990 If die, brave death, when princes die with us.

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ACT 5. SC. 3

FTLN 2860 Now, for our consciences, the arms are fair
FTLN 2861 When the intent of bearing them is just.

Enter another editorial emendationMessenger.editorial emendation

editorial emendationSECONDeditorial emendation MESSENGER 
FTLN 2862 My lord, prepare. The King comes on apace.
FTLN 2863 I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,
FTLN 286495 For I profess not talking. Only this:
FTLN 2865 Let each man do his best. And here draw I a sword,
FTLN 2866 Whose temper I intend to stain
FTLN 2867 With the best blood that I can meet withal
FTLN 2868 In the adventure of this perilous day.
FTLN 2869100 Now, Esperance! Percy! And set on.
FTLN 2870 Sound all the lofty instruments of war,
FTLN 2871 And by that music let us all embrace,
FTLN 2872 For, heaven to Earth, some of us never shall
FTLN 2873 A second time do such a courtesy.
Here they embrace. The trumpets sound.
editorial emendationThey exit.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
The King enters with his power, editorial emendationcrosses the stage and
exits.editorial emendation
 Alarum to the battle. Then enter Douglas, and Sir
Walter Blunt, editorial emendationdisguised as the King.editorial emendation

BLUNT , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2874 What is thy name that in editorial emendationtheeditorial emendation battle thus
FTLN 2875 Thou crossest me? What honor dost thou seek
FTLN 2876 Upon my head?
DOUGLAS  FTLN 2877 Know then my name is Douglas,
FTLN 28785 And I do haunt thee in the battle thus
FTLN 2879 Because some tell me that thou art a king.
BLUNT , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation  FTLN 2880They tell thee true.

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FTLN 2881 The Lord of Stafford dear today hath bought
FTLN 2882 Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry,
FTLN 288310 This sword hath ended him. So shall it thee,
FTLN 2884 Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.
BLUNT , editorial emendationas Kingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2885 I was not born a yielder, thou proud Scot,
FTLN 2886 And thou shalt find a king that will revenge
FTLN 2887 Lord Stafford’s death.
They fight. Douglas kills Blunt.

Then enter Hotspur.

FTLN 288815 O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,
FTLN 2889 I never had triumphed upon a Scot.
FTLN 2890 All’s done, all’s won; here breathless lies the King.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 2891Where?
FTLN 289320 This, Douglas? No, I know this face full well.
FTLN 2894 A gallant knight he was; his name was Blunt,
FTLN 2895 Semblably furnished like the King himself.
DOUGLAS , editorial emendationaddressing Blunt’s corpseeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2896 editorial emendationAeditorial emendation fool go with thy soul whither it goes!
FTLN 2897 A borrowed title hast thou bought too dear.
FTLN 289825 Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?
FTLN 2899 The King hath many marching in his coats.
FTLN 2900 Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats.
FTLN 2901 I’ll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece,
FTLN 2902 Until I meet the King.
HOTSPUR  FTLN 290330 Up and away!
FTLN 2904 Our soldiers stand full fairly for the day.
editorial emendationThey exit.editorial emendation

Henry IV, Part I
ACT 5. SC. 3

Alarm. Enter Falstaff alone.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 2905Though I could ’scape shot-free at London,
FTLN 2906 I fear the shot here. Here’s no scoring but upon
FTLN 2907 the pate.—Soft, who are you? Sir Walter Blunt.
FTLN 290835 There’s honor for you. Here’s no vanity. I am as hot
FTLN 2909 as molten lead, and as heavy too. God keep lead out
FTLN 2910 of me; I need no more weight than mine own
FTLN 2911 bowels. I have led my ragamuffins where they are
FTLN 2912 peppered. There’s not three of my hundred and fifty
FTLN 291340 left alive, and they are for the town’s end, to beg
FTLN 2914 during life. But who comes here?

Enter the Prince.

FTLN 2915 What, stand’st thou idle here? Lend me thy sword.
FTLN 2916 Many a nobleman lies stark and stiff
FTLN 2917 Under the hoofs of vaunting enemies,
FTLN 291845 Whose deaths are yet unrevenged. I prithee
FTLN 2919 Lend me thy sword.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2920O Hal, I prithee give me leave to breathe
FTLN 2921 awhile. Turk Gregory never did such deeds in arms
FTLN 2922 as I have done this day. I have paid Percy; I have
FTLN 292350 made him sure.
FTLN 2924 He is indeed, and living to kill thee.
FTLN 2925 I prithee, lend me thy sword.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2926Nay, before God, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou
FTLN 2927 gett’st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou
FTLN 292855 wilt.
FTLN 2929 Give it me. What, is it in the case?
FALSTAFF  FTLN 2930Ay, Hal, ’tis hot, ’tis hot. There’s that will
FTLN 2931 sack a city.
The Prince draws it out, and finds it
to be a bottle of sack.

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ACT 5. SC. 4

FTLN 2932 What, is it a time to jest and dally now?
He throws the bottle at him editorial emendationandeditorial emendation exits.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 293360Well, if Percy be alive, I’ll pierce him. If he do
FTLN 2934 come in my way, so; if he do not, if I come in his
FTLN 2935 willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like not
FTLN 2936 such grinning honor as Sir Walter hath. Give me
FTLN 2937 life, which, if I can save, so: if not, honor comes
FTLN 293865 unlooked for, and there’s an end.
editorial emendationHe exits. Blunt’s body is carried off.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 4editorial emendation
Alarm, excursions. Enter the King, the Prince, Lord John
of Lancaster, editorial emendationand theeditorial emendation Earl of Westmoreland.

FTLN 2939 I prithee, Harry, withdraw thyself. Thou bleedest
FTLN 2940 too much.
FTLN 2941 Lord John of Lancaster, go you with him.
FTLN 2942 Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.
FTLN 29435 I beseech your Majesty, make up,
FTLN 2944 Lest your retirement do amaze your friends.
FTLN 2945 I will do so.—My Lord of Westmoreland,
FTLN 2946 Lead him to his tent.
FTLN 2947 Come, my lord, I’ll lead you to your tent.
FTLN 294810 Lead me, my lord? I do not need your help,
FTLN 2949 And God forbid a shallow scratch should drive
FTLN 2950 The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,
FTLN 2951 Where stained nobility lies trodden on,
FTLN 2952 And rebels’ arms triumph in massacres.

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FTLN 295315 We breathe too long. Come, cousin Westmoreland,
FTLN 2954 Our duty this way lies. For God’s sake, come.
editorial emendationLancaster and Westmoreland exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 2955 By God, thou hast deceived me, Lancaster.
FTLN 2956 I did not think thee lord of such a spirit.
FTLN 2957 Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,
FTLN 295820 But now I do respect thee as my soul.
FTLN 2959 I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point
FTLN 2960 With lustier maintenance than I did look for
FTLN 2961 Of such an ungrown warrior.
FTLN 2962 O, this boy lends mettle to us all. He exits.

editorial emendationEnter Douglas.editorial emendation

FTLN 296325 Another king! They grow like Hydra’s heads.—
FTLN 2964 I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
FTLN 2965 That wear those colors on them. What art thou
FTLN 2966 That counterfeit’st the person of a king?
FTLN 2967 The King himself, who, Douglas, grieves at heart,
FTLN 296830 So many of his shadows thou hast met
FTLN 2969 And not the very king. I have two boys
FTLN 2970 Seek Percy and thyself about the field,
FTLN 2971 But, seeing thou fall’st on me so luckily,
FTLN 2972 I will assay thee. And defend thyself.
FTLN 297335 I fear thou art another counterfeit,
FTLN 2974 And yet, in faith, thou bearest thee like a king.
FTLN 2975 But mine I am sure thou art, whoe’er thou be,
FTLN 2976 And thus I win thee.

They fight. The King being in danger,
enter Prince of Wales.

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ACT 5. SC. 4

FTLN 2977 Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like
FTLN 297840 Never to hold it up again. The spirits
FTLN 2979 Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt are in my arms.
FTLN 2980 It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee,
FTLN 2981 Who never promiseth but he means to pay.
They fight. Douglas flieth.
FTLN 2982  editorial emendationTo King.editorial emendation Cheerly, my lord. How fares your Grace?
FTLN 298345 Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succor sent,
FTLN 2984 And so hath Clifton. I’ll to Clifton straight.
KING  FTLN 2985Stay and breathe awhile.
FTLN 2986 Thou hast redeemed thy lost opinion
FTLN 2987 And showed thou mak’st some tender of my life
FTLN 298850 In this fair rescue thou hast brought to me.
FTLN 2989 O God, they did me too much injury
FTLN 2990 That ever said I hearkened for your death.
FTLN 2991 If it were so, I might have let alone
FTLN 2992 The insulting hand of Douglas over you,
FTLN 299355 Which would have been as speedy in your end
FTLN 2994 As all the poisonous potions in the world,
FTLN 2995 And saved the treacherous labor of your son.
FTLN 2996 Make up to Clifton. I’ll to Sir Nicholas Gawsey.
King exits.

Enter Hotspur.

FTLN 2997 If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth.
FTLN 299860 Thou speak’st as if I would deny my name.
FTLN 2999 My name is Harry Percy.
PRINCE  FTLN 3000 Why then I see
FTLN 3001 A very valiant rebel of the name.
FTLN 3002 I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy,

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ACT 5. SC. 4

FTLN 300365 To share with me in glory any more.
FTLN 3004 Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere,
FTLN 3005 Nor can one England brook a double reign
FTLN 3006 Of Harry Percy and the Prince of Wales.
FTLN 3007 editorial emendationNoreditorial emendation shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
FTLN 300870 To end the one of us, and would to God
FTLN 3009 Thy name in arms were now as great as mine.
FTLN 3010 I’ll make it greater ere I part from thee,
FTLN 3011 And all the budding honors on thy crest
FTLN 3012 I’ll crop to make a garland for my head.
FTLN 301375 I can no longer brook thy vanities. They fight.

Enter Falstaff.

FALSTAFF  FTLN 3014Well said, Hal! To it, Hal! Nay, you shall find
FTLN 3015 no boys’ play here, I can tell you.

Enter Douglas. He fighteth with Falstaff, editorial emendationwhoeditorial emendation falls
down as if he were dead.
 editorial emendationDouglas exits.editorial emendation The Prince
killeth Percy.

FTLN 3016 O Harry, thou hast robbed me of my youth.
FTLN 3017 I better brook the loss of brittle life
FTLN 301880 Than those proud titles thou hast won of me.
FTLN 3019 They wound my thoughts worse than thy sword my
FTLN 3020 flesh.
FTLN 3021 But thoughts, the slaves of life, and life, time’s fool,
FTLN 3022 And time, that takes survey of all the world,
FTLN 302385 Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy,
FTLN 3024 But that the earthy and cold hand of death
FTLN 3025 Lies on my tongue. No, Percy, thou art dust,
FTLN 3026 And food for— editorial emendationHe dies.editorial emendation
FTLN 3027 For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee well, great heart.

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ACT 5. SC. 4

FTLN 302890 Ill-weaved ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
FTLN 3029 When that this body did contain a spirit,
FTLN 3030 A kingdom for it was too small a bound,
FTLN 3031 But now two paces of the vilest earth
FTLN 3032 Is room enough. This earth that bears thee dead
FTLN 303395 Bears not alive so stout a gentleman.
FTLN 3034 If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
FTLN 3035 I should not make so dear a show of zeal.
FTLN 3036 But let my favors hide thy mangled face;
editorial emendationHe covers Hotspur’s face.editorial emendation
FTLN 3037 And even in thy behalf I’ll thank myself
FTLN 3038100 For doing these fair rites of tenderness.
FTLN 3039 Adieu, and take thy praise with thee to heaven.
FTLN 3040 Thy ignominy sleep with thee in the grave,
FTLN 3041 But not remembered in thy epitaph.
He spieth Falstaff on the ground.
FTLN 3042 What, old acquaintance, could not all this flesh
FTLN 3043105 Keep in a little life? Poor Jack, farewell.
FTLN 3044 I could have better spared a better man.
FTLN 3045 O, I should have a heavy miss of thee
FTLN 3046 If I were much in love with vanity.
FTLN 3047 Death hath not struck so fat a deer today,
FTLN 3048110 Though many dearer in this bloody fray.
FTLN 3049 Emboweled will I see thee by and by;
FTLN 3050 Till then in blood by noble Percy lie. He exits.
Falstaff riseth up.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 3051Emboweled? If thou embowel me today, I’ll
FTLN 3052 give you leave to powder me and eat me too
FTLN 3053115 tomorrow. ’Sblood, ’twas time to counterfeit, or
FTLN 3054 that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot
FTLN 3055 too. Counterfeit? I lie. I am no counterfeit. To die is
FTLN 3056 to be a counterfeit, for he is but the counterfeit of a
FTLN 3057 man who hath not the life of a man; but to counterfeit
FTLN 3058120 dying when a man thereby liveth is to be no
FTLN 3059 counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life
FTLN 3060 indeed. The better part of valor is discretion, in the

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ACT 5. SC. 4

FTLN 3061 which better part I have saved my life. Zounds, I am
FTLN 3062 afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead.
FTLN 3063125 How if he should counterfeit too, and rise? By my
FTLN 3064 faith, I am afraid he would prove the better counterfeit.
FTLN 3065 Therefore I’ll make him sure, yea, and I’ll swear
FTLN 3066 I killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I?
FTLN 3067 Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me.
FTLN 3068130 Therefore, sirrah,  editorial emendationstabbing himeditorial emendation with a new wound
FTLN 3069 in your thigh, come you along with me.
He takes up Hotspur on his back.

Enter Prince editorial emendationandeditorial emendation John of Lancaster.

FTLN 3070 Come, brother John. Full bravely hast thou fleshed
FTLN 3071 Thy maiden sword.
LANCASTER  FTLN 3072 But soft, whom have we here?
FTLN 3073135 Did you not tell me this fat man was dead?
PRINCE  FTLN 3074I did; I saw him dead,
FTLN 3075 Breathless and bleeding on the ground.—Art thou
FTLN 3076 alive?
FTLN 3077 Or is it fantasy that plays upon our eyesight?
FTLN 3078140 I prithee, speak. We will not trust our eyes
FTLN 3079 Without our ears. Thou art not what thou seem’st.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 3080No, that’s certain. I am not a double man.
FTLN 3081 But if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a jack. There
FTLN 3082 is Percy. If your father will do me any honor, so; if
FTLN 3083145 not, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be
FTLN 3084 either earl or duke, I can assure you.
FTLN 3085 Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 3086Didst thou? Lord, Lord, how this world is
FTLN 3087 given to lying. I grant you, I was down and out of
FTLN 3088150 breath, and so was he, but we rose both at an instant
FTLN 3089 and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I
FTLN 3090 may be believed, so; if not, let them that should
FTLN 3091 reward valor bear the sin upon their own heads. I’ll

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ACT 5. SC. 5

FTLN 3092 take it upon my death, I gave him this wound in
FTLN 3093155 the thigh. If the man were alive and would deny
FTLN 3094 it, zounds, I would make him eat a piece of my
FTLN 3095 sword.
FTLN 3096 This is the strangest tale that ever I heard.
FTLN 3097 This is the strangest fellow, brother John.—
FTLN 3098160 Come bring your luggage nobly on your back.
FTLN 3099 For my part, if a lie may do thee grace,
FTLN 3100 I’ll gild it with the happiest terms I have.
A retreat is sounded.
FTLN 3101 The trumpet sounds retreat; the day is editorial emendationours.editorial emendation
FTLN 3102 Come, brother, let us to the highest of the field
FTLN 3103165 To see what friends are living, who are dead.
They exit.
FALSTAFF  FTLN 3104I’ll follow, as they say, for reward. He that
FTLN 3105 rewards me, God reward him. If I do grow great,
FTLN 3106 I’ll grow less, for I’ll purge and leave sack and live
FTLN 3107 cleanly as a nobleman should do.
He exits editorial emendationcarrying Hotspur’s body.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 5editorial emendation
The trumpets sound. Enter the King, Prince of Wales,
Lord John of Lancaster, Earl of Westmoreland, with
Worcester and Vernon prisoners, editorial emendationand Soldiers.editorial emendation

FTLN 3108 Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.—
FTLN 3109 Ill-spirited Worcester, did not we send grace,
FTLN 3110 Pardon, and terms of love to all of you?
FTLN 3111 And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary,
FTLN 31125 Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman’s trust?
FTLN 3113 Three knights upon our party slain today,
FTLN 3114 A noble earl, and many a creature else

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ACT 5. SC. 5

FTLN 3115 Had been alive this hour
FTLN 3116 If, like a Christian, thou hadst truly borne
FTLN 311710 Betwixt our armies true intelligence.
FTLN 3118 What I have done my safety urged me to.
FTLN 3119 And I embrace this fortune patiently,
FTLN 3120 Since not to be avoided it falls on me.
FTLN 3121 Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon too.
FTLN 312215 Other offenders we will pause upon.
editorial emendationWorcester and Vernon exit, under guard.editorial emendation
FTLN 3123 How goes the field?
FTLN 3124 The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw
FTLN 3125 The fortune of the day quite turned from him,
FTLN 3126 The noble Percy slain, and all his men
FTLN 312720 Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest,
FTLN 3128 And, falling from a hill, he was so bruised
FTLN 3129 That the pursuers took him. At my tent
FTLN 3130 The Douglas is, and I beseech your Grace
FTLN 3131 I may dispose of him.
KING  FTLN 313225 With all my heart.
FTLN 3133 Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you
FTLN 3134 This honorable bounty shall belong.
FTLN 3135 Go to the Douglas and deliver him
FTLN 3136 Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free.
FTLN 313730 His valors shown upon our crests today
FTLN 3138 Have taught us how to cherish such high deeds,
FTLN 3139 Even in the bosom of our adversaries.
FTLN 3140 I thank your Grace for this high courtesy,
FTLN 3141 Which I shall give away immediately.
FTLN 314235 Then this remains, that we divide our power.
FTLN 3143 You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland,

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ACT 5. SC. 5

FTLN 3144 Towards York shall bend you with your dearest
FTLN 3145 speed
FTLN 3146 To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,
FTLN 314740 Who, as we hear, are busily in arms.
FTLN 3148 Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales
FTLN 3149 To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March.
FTLN 3150 Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,
FTLN 3151 Meeting the check of such another day.
FTLN 315245 And since this business so fair is done,
FTLN 3153 Let us not leave till all our own be won.
They exit.