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P. Henry. Else he had been damn'd for cozening the devil.
Poins. But, my lads, my lads, to-morrow morning, by four o'clock, early at Gads-hill; there are pilgrims going to Canterbury with rich offerings, and traders riding to London with fat purses. I have visors for you all; you have horses for yourselves : Gads-hill lies to-night in Rochester, I have bespoke supper tomorrow night in East-cheap; we may do it, as fecure as sleep: if you will go, I will stuff your purses full of crowns; if you will not, tarry at home and be hang'd.
Fal. Hear ye, Yedward; if I tarry at home, and go not, I'll hang you for going.
Poins. You will, chops ?
Fal. There is neither honesty, manhood, nor good fellowship in thee, nor thou cam'ft not of the blood royal, if thou dar'st not cry, stand, for ten shillings.
P. Henry. Well then, once in my days I'll be a mad-cap.
Fal. Why, that's well said.
Fal. By the lord, I'll be a traitor then, when thou art King.
P. Henry. I care not.
Poins. Sir John, I pr'ythee, leave the Prince and me alone; I will lay him down such reasons for this adventure, that he shall go.
Fal. Well, may'st thou have the spirit of persuafion, and he the ears of profiting, that what thou speak’It may move, and what he hears may be believ’d; that the true Prince may (for recreation-fake,) prove a false thief; for the poor abufes of the time want countenance. Farewel, you shall and me in Easi-cheal
P. Henry. Farewel, thou latter spring! Farewel, allballown summer!
[Exit Fal. Poins. Now, my good sweet honey lord, ride with
us to-morrow. I have a jest to execute that I cannot manage alone. Falstaff, Bardolph, Peto, and Gads-hill, shall rob those men that we have already way-laid; yourself and I will not be there ; and when they have the booty, if you and I do not rob them, cut this head from
shoulders. P. Henry. But how shall we part with them in setting forth?
Poins. Why, we will fet forth before or after them; and appoint them a place of meeting, wherein it is at our pleasure to fail; and then will they adventure upon the exploit themselves, which they shall have no sooner atchiey'd, but we'll set
them. P. Henry. Ay; but, 'uis like, they will know us by our horses, by our habits, and by every other appointment, to be ourselves.
Poins. Tut, our horses they shall not fee, I'll tie them in the wood; our vizors we will change after we leave them ; and, lrrah, I have cases of buckram for the nonce, to immask our noted outward garments.
P. Henry. But, I doubt, they will be too hard for us.
Poins. Well, for two of them, I know them to be as true-bred cowards as ever turn'd Back; and for the third, if he fight longer than he sees reason, I'll forswear arms. The virtue of this jest will be, the incomprehensible lies that this same fat rogue will tell us when we meet at supper; how thirty at least he fought with, what wards, what blows, what extremities he endured; and, in the reproof of thisz lies the jest.
P. Henry. Well, I'll go with thee; provide us all things necessary, and meet me to-morrow night in East cheap, there I'll sup. Farewel. Poins. Farewel, my lord.
Exit Poins. P. Henry. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness; Yet herein will I imitate the Sun, Who doth permit the base contagious clouds
To smother up his beauty from the world;
K. Henry. My bloed hath been too cold and tem
Changes to an Apartment in the Palace. Enter King Henry, Northumberland, Worcester, Hot
spur, Sir Walter Blunt, and others.
Y blood hath been too cold and tem
perate, Unapt to ftir at these indignities; And you have found me; for accordingly You trcad upon my patience: but be sure, I will from henceforth rather be myself, Mighty, and to be fear'd, than my Condition; Which hath been smooth as oil, soft, as young down, And therefore lost that title of Respect, Which the proud soul ne'er pays, but to the proud.
Wor. Our House, my sovereign Liege, little deserves The scourge of greatness to be used on it;
And that same Greatness too, which our own hands
North. My good lord,
K. Henry. Worcester, get thee gone; for I do fee
[Exit Worcester. You were about to speak. (To Northumberland.
North. Yes, my good lord.
Hot. My Liege, I did deny no prisoners;
He question’d me: amongst the rest, demanded
* let not his
Blunt. The circumstance consider'd, good my lord,
K. Henry. Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners,