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V.] KING HENRY IV. Hot. I can no longer brook thy vanities. [They fight.
Enter FalsTAFF. Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal!-Nay, you shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you. Enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF, who falls down
as if he were dead, and exit DOUGLAS. HOTSPUR 18 wounded, and falls.
Hot. O, Harry, thou hast robbed me of my youth. I better brook the loss of brittle life, Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; They wound my thoughts, worse than thy sword my flesh:But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy, But that the earthy and cold hand of death Lies on my tongue.- No, Percy, thou art dust, And food for
[Dies. P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy. Fare thee well, great
[He sees FALSTAFF on the ground.
[Exit. Fal. [Rising slowly.] Embowelled! if thou embowel me VOL. II. – 30
Keep in have better heavy miss
to-day, I'll give you leave to powder me, and eat me too, tomorrow. 'Sblood, 'twas time to counterfeit, or that hot termagant Scot had paid me scot and lot too. Counterfeit ? I lie, I am no counterfeit. To die is to be a counterfeit; for he is but the counterfeit of a man, who hath not the life of a man: but to counterfeit dying, when a man thereby liveth, is to be no counterfeit, but the true and perfect image of life indeed. The better part of valor is — discretion; in the which better part, I have saved my life. 'Zounds, I am afraid of this gunpowder Percy, though he be dead. How, if he should counterfeit too, and rise ? I am afraid he would prove the better counterfeit. Therefore I'll make him sure; yea, and I'll swear I killed him. Why may not he rise as well as I? Nothing confutes me but eyes, and nobody sees me. Therefore, sirrah, [stabbing him,] with a new wound in your thigh, come you along with me.
[Takes HOTSPUR on his back. Re-enter PRINCE HENRY and PRINCE JOHN. P. Hen. Come, brother John, full bravely hast thou fleshed Thy maiden sword.
P. John. But, soft! whom have we here? Did you not tell me this fat man was dead ?
P. Hen. I did; I saw him dead, breathless and bleeding, On the ground. Art thou alive? or is it phantasy That plays upon our eyesight? I pr’ythee, speak; We will not trust our eyes, without our ears. Thou art not what thou seem'st.
Fal. No, that's certain; I am not a double man; but if I be not Jack Falstaff, then am I a Jack. There is Percy; [throwing the body down ;] if your father will do me any honor, so; if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look to be either earl or duke, I can assure you.
P. Hen. Why, Percy I killed myself, and saw thee dead.
Fal. Didst thou ? — Lord, Lord, how this world is given to lying!—I grant you, I was down, and out of breath; and so was he: but we rose both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock. If I may be believed, 80; if not, let them that should reward valor, bear the sin upon their own heads. I'll take it upon my death, I gave him this wound in the thigh; if the man were alive and would deny it, I would make him eat a piece of my sword.
P. John. This is the strangest tale that e'er I heard.
Johnost tell me on him d
I be not Jathe body of him kill I can as
Come, bring your luggage nobly on your back :
[A retreat is sounded.
[Exeunt P. Hen. and P. John. Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, God reward him! If I do grow great, I'll grow less; for I'll purge, and leave sack, and live cleanly, as a nobleman should do.
[Exit, bearing off the body.
SCENE V. Another Part of the Field. The Trumpets
sound. Enter KING HENRY, PRINCE HENRY, PRINCE JOHN, WEST
MORELAND, and others, with WORCESTER and VERNON, prisoners.
K. Hen. Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.-
Wor. What I have done, my safety urged me to;
K. Hen. Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon too. Other offenders we will pause upon.
[Exeunt Wor. and VERNON, guarded. How goes the field?
P. Hen. The noble Scot, lord Douglas, when he saw The fortune of the day quite turned from him, The noble Percy slain, and all his men Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest; And, falling from a hill, he was so bruised, That the pursuer took him. At my tent The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace, I may dispose of him. K. Hen.
With all my heart.
P. Hen. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you
K. Hen. Then this remains,—that we divide our power.-