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My shames redoubled! for the time will come, life. Thou art our admiral, thou bearest the lantern That I shall make this northern youth exchange * not in the poop,--but 'tis in the nose of thee; thou His glorious deeds for my indignities.

art the knight of the burning lamp. Percy is but my factor, good my lord,

Bard. Why, sir John, my face does you no harm. To engross up glorious deeds on my behalf;

Fal. No; I'll be sworn, I make as good use of it And I will call him to so strict account,

as many a man doth of a death's head, or a memento That he shall render every glory up,

mori : I never see thy face, but I think upon hellYea, even the slightest worship of his time, fire, and Dives that lived in purple; for there he is Or I will tear the reckoning from his heart. in his robes, burning, burning. If thou wert any This, in the name of God, I promise here:

way given to virtue, I would swear by thy face: my The which, if he be pleas'd I shall perform, oath should be, By this fire, that's God's angel: but I do beseech your majesty, may salve

thou art altogether given over, and wert, indeed, The long-grown wounds of my intemperance: but for the light in thy face, the son of utter darkness. If not, the end of life cancels all a bands;

When thou ran'st up Gadshill in the night to catch And I will die a hundred thousand deaths,

my horse, if I did not think thou hadst been an ignis Ere break the smallest parcel of this vow. fatuus, or a ball of wildfire, there's no purchase in

K. Hen. A hundred thousand rebels die in this! money. O! thou art a perpetual triumph, an everThou shalt have charge, and sovereign trust herein. lasting bonfire-light. Thou hast saved me a thouEnter BLUNT.

sand marks in links and torches, walking with thee How now, good Blunt? thy looks are full of speed. in the night betwixt tavern and tavern: but the sack Blunt. So 'is the business that I come to speak of that thou hast drunk me, would have bought

me Lord Mortimer of Scotland hath sent word,

lights as good hcheap, at the dearest chandler's in That Douglas, and the English rebels met,

Europe. I have maintained that salamander of The eleventh of this month, at Shrewsbury.

yours with fire any time this two and thirty years :

God reward me for it!
A mighty and a fearful head they are,
If promises be kept on every hand,

Bard. 'Sblood! I would my face were in your

belly. As ever offer'd foul play in a state. K. Hen. The earl of Westmoreland set forth to-day,

Fal. God-a-mercy! so should I be sure to be heartWith him my son, lord John of Lancaster;

burned. For this advertisement is five days old.

Enter Hostess. On Wednesday next, Harry, you shall set forward ; How now, dame Partlet the i hen? have you inOn Thursday we ourselves will march:

quired yet who picked my pocket ? Our meeting is Bridgnorth ; and, Harry, you

Host. Why, sir John, what do you think, sir John ? Shall march through Glostershire; by which account, Do you think I keep thieves in my house? I have Our business valued, some twelve days hence searched, I have inquired, so has my husband, man Our general forces at Bridgnorth shall meet. by man, boy by boy, servant by servant: the tithe of Our hands are full of business: let's away; a hair was never lost in my house before. Advantage feeds d him fat, while men delay. (Exeunt. Fal. You lie, hostess : Bardolph was shaved, and

lost many a hair; and I'll be sworn, my pocket was SCENE III.-Eastcheap. A Room in the Boar's picked. Go to, you are a woman; go. Head Tavern.

Host. Who I No. I defy thee: God's light!

I was never called so in mine own house before. Enter Falstaff and BARDOLPH.

Fal. Go to; I know you well enough. Fal. Bardolph, am I not fallen away vilely since Host. No, sir John ; you do not know me, sir this last action do I not bate? do I not dwindle? John: I know you, sir John: you owe me money, Why, my skin hangs about me like an old lady's Sir John, and now you pick a quarrel to beguile me loose gown: I am wither'd like an old Rapple-John. of it. I bought you a dozen of shirts to your back, Well, I'll repent, and that suddenly, while I am in Fal. Dowlas, filthy dowlas: I have given them some "liking; I shall be out of heart shortly, and away to bakers' wives, and they have made bolters then I shall have no strength to repent. An I have of them. not forgotten what the inside of a church is made Host. Now, as I am a true woman, holland of eight of, I am a pepper-corn, a brewer's horse. The in- shillings an ell. You owe money here besides, sir side of a church! Company, villainous company, John, for your diet, and by-drinkings, and money hath been the spoil of me.

lent you, four and twenty pound. Bard. Sir John, you are so fretful, you cannot live Fal. He had his part of it: let him pay. long.

Host. He? alas ! he is poor: he hath nothing. Fal. Why, there is it.-Come, sing me a bawdy Fal. How! poor? look upon his face; what call song; make me merry. I was as virtuously given you rich ? let them coin his nose, let them coin his as a gentleman need to be; virtuous enough: swore cheeks. I'll not pay a denier. What, will you little; diced not above seven times a week; went make a 'younker of me? shall I not take mine ease to a bawdy-house not above once in a quarter-of in mine inn, but I shall have my pocket picked? I an hour ; paid money that I borrowed three or four have lost a seal-ring of my grandfather's, worth forty times; lived well, and in good compass; and now I mark. live out of all order, out of all compass.

Host. O Jesu! I have heard the prince tell him, Bard. Why, you are so fat, sir John, that you must I know not how oft, that that ring was copper. needs be out of all compass; out of all reasonable Fal. How! the prince is a m Jack, a sneak-cup; compass, sir John.

'Sblood! an he were here, I would cudgel him like Fal. Do thou amend thy face, and I'll amend my a dog, if he would say so. * Bonds. Part. Intelligence.-" Feeds him fat," i, e., & Admiral's ship.-." As good cheap," i, e., at as good a bar. feeds himself fat. The apple John” is a species of apple gain." Dame Partlet" is the name of the hen in the story: that will keep two years .. Liking," i. e., condition; plight book of Reynard the Fox.- Coarse linen, Dupe. "A

Jack," i. e., a mean fellow..

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Enter Prince HENRY and Poins, marching. FAL P. Hen. O! if it should, how would thy guts fall

STAFF meets the Prince, playing on his truncheon, about thy knees! But, sirrah, there's no room for like a fife.

faith, truth, nor honesty, in this bosom of thine; it is Fal. How now, lad! is the wind in that door, i' filled up with guts and midriff. Charge an honest faith? must we all march?

woman with picking thy pocket! Why, thou whoreBard. Yea, two and two, Newgate-fashion? son, impudent, embossed rascal, if there were any Host. My lord, I pray you, hear me.

thing in thy pocket but tavern reckonings, memoranP. Hen. What sayest thou, mistress Quickly? dums of bawdy-houses, and one poor penny-worth How does thy husband ? I love him well: he is an of sugar-candy to make thee long winded; thy honest man.

pocket were enriched with any other injuries but Host. Good my lord, hear me.

these, I am a villain : and yet you will stand to Fal. Pr'ythee let her alone, and list to me. it; you will not pocket up wrong. Art thou not P. Hen. What sayest thou, Jack ?

ashamed ? Fal. The other night I fell asleep, here, behind

Fal. Dost thou hear, Hal? thou knowest in the the arras, and had my pocket picked: this house is state of innocency, Adam fell; and what should poor turned bawdy-house ; they pick pockets.

Jack Falstaff do, in the days of villainy? Thou P. Hen. What didst thou lose, Jack!

seest I have more flesh than another man, and there Fal. Wilt thou believe me, Hal? three or four fore more frailty. You confess, then, you picked my bonds of forty pound a-piece, and a seal ring of my pocket? grandfather's.

P. Hen. It appears so by the story. P. Hen. A trifle ; some eight-penny matter. Fal. Hostess, I forgive thee. Go, make ready

Host. So I told him, my lord; and I said I heard breakfast; love thy husband, look to thy servants, your grace say so: and, my lord, he speaks most cherish thy guests: thou shalt find me tractable to ! vilely of you, like a foul-mouthed man as he is, and any

honest reason: thou seest, I am pacified.--Still said, he would cudgel you.

-Nay, pr’ythee begone. [Exit Hostess.] Now, Hal, P. Hen. What! he did not ?

to the news at court: for the robbery, lad,-how is Host. There's neither faith, truth, nor womanhood that answered ? in me else.

P. Hen. O! my sweet beef, I must still be good Fal. There's no more faith in thee than in a angel to thee.-The money is paid back again. stewed prune; nor no more truth in thee, than in a Fal. O! I do not like that paying back; 'tis a

1 drawn fox; and for womanhood, maid Marian double labor. may be the deputy's wife of the ward to thee. Go, P. Hen. I am good friends with my father, and you thing, go.

may do any thing. Host. Say, what thing? what thing?

Fal. Rob me the exchequer the first thing thon Fal. What thing? why, a thing to thank God on. dost, and do it with unwashed hands too.

Host. I am nothing to thank God on, I would thou Bard. Do, my lord. should'st know it: I am an honest man's wife; and, P. Hen. I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of setting thy knightheod aside, thou art a knave to foot. call me so.

Fal. I would, it had been of horse. Where shall Fal. Setting thy womanhood aside, thou art a beast I find one that can steal well ? O! for a fine thief, to say otherwise

of the age of two-and-twenty, or thereabouts! I am Host. Say, what beast, thou knave thou?

heinously unprovided. Well, God be thanked for Fal. What beast? why an otter.

these rebels; they offend none but the virtuous: I P. Hen. An otter, sir John: why an otter? laud them, I praise them. Fal. Why? she's neither fish nor flesh; a man

P. Hen. Bardolph! knows not where to have her.

Bard. My lord.

(caster, Host. Thou art an unjust man in saying so: thou P. Hen. Go bear this letter to lord John of Laror any man knows where to have me, thou knave To my brother John ; this to my lord of Westmorethou !

land. P. Hen. Thou sayest true, hostess; and he slan-Go, Poins, to horse, to horse! for thou, and I, ders thee most grossly.

Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time. Host. So he doth you, my lord; and said this Jack, meet me to-morrow in the Temple-hall other day, you ought him a thousand pound. At two o'clock in the afternoon :

P. Hen. Sirrah! do I owe you a thousand pound? There shalt thou know thy charge; and there receive

Fal. A thousand pound, Hal! a million: thy love Money, and order for their furniture. is worth a million; thou owest me thy love. The land is burning, Percy stands on high,

Host. Nay, my lord, he called you Jack, and said And either they, or we, must lower lie. he would cudgel you.

[Exeunt Prince, Poins, and BARDOLPA. Fal. Did I, Bardolph ?

Fal. Rare words! brave world !-Hostess, my Bard. Indeed, sir John, you said so.

breakfast; come.Fal. Yea; if he said my ring was copper.

0! I could wish this tavern were my drum. [Exit. P. Hen. I say, 'tis copper: darest thou be as good as thy word now?

Fal. Why, Hul, thou knowest, as thou art but man, I dare; but as thou art prince, I fear thee, as

I fear the roaring of the lion's whelp.
P. Hen. And, why not, as the lion.

SCENE I.-The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury. Fal. The king himself is to be feared as the lion. Dost thou think I'll fear thee as I fear thy

Enter Hotspur, WORCESTER, and Douglas, father? nay, an I do, I pray God, my girdle break! Hot. Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth, · * A "drawn fox" is a hunted for, ur one drawn from his

In this fine age were not thought flattery, cover." Maid Marian" was a man dressed like a woman; a character in the ancient morria-dance. - Owed.

d Swollen; puffy.


Such attribution should the Douglas have, And think, how such an apprehension
As not a soldier of this season's stamp

May turn the tide of fearful faction,
Should go so general current through the world. And breed a kind of question in our cause :
By God, I cannot flatter: I b defy

For, well you know, we of the offering side
The tongues of soothers; but a braver place Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement,
In my heart's love hath no man than yourself. And stop all sight-holes, every loop from whence
Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord. The eye of reason may pry in upon us.
Doug. Thou art the king of honor:

This absence of your father's draws a curtain,
No man so potent breathes upon the ground, That shows the ignorant a kind of fear
But I will beard him.

Before not dreamt of.
Do so, and 'tis well.-


You strain too far.
Enter a Messenger, with Letters.

I, rather, of his absence make this use:-
What letters hast thou there?-I can but thank you. A larger dare to our great enterprize,

It lends a lustre, and more great opinion,
Mess. These letters come from your father.
Hot. Letters from him! why comes he not himself? If we, without his help, can make a head

Than if the earl were here : for men must think, Mess. He cannot come, my lord: he's grievous sick. To push against the kingdom, with his help,

Hot. 'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be sick, we should o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.
In such a justling time? Who leads his power?
Under whose government come they along?

Yet all goes well; yet all our joints are whole. Mess. His letters bear his mind, not I, my lord.

Doug. As heart can think: there is not such a word Wor. I pr’ythee, tell me, doth he keep his bed ? Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear. Mess. He did, my lord, four days ere I set forth;

Enter Sir RICHARD VERNON. And at the time of my departure thence,

Hot. My cousin Vernon! welcome, by my soul. He was much fear'd by his physicians.

Ver. Pray God my news be worth a welcome, lord. Wor. I would the state of time had first been whole, The earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong, Ere he by sickness had been visited :

Is marching hitherwards; with him, prince John. His health was never better worth than now. [infect Hot. No harm : what more? Hot. Sick now! droop now! this sickness doth Ver.

And farther, I have learn'd, The very life-blood of our enterprize :

The king himself in person is set forth, 'Tis catching hither, even to our camp.

Or bitherwards 3 intendeth speedily, He writes me here,--that inward sickness

With strong and mighty preparation. And that his friends by deputation could not

Hot. He shall be welcome too. Where is his son, So soon be drawn; nor did he think it meet, The nimble-footed mad-cap prince of Wales, To lay so dangerous and dear a trust

And his comrades, that P daft'd the world aside, On any soul remov'd, but on his own.

And bid it pass ? Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,

All furnish'd, all in arms, That with our small conjunction we should on, All plum'd like ? estridges, that wing the wind, To see how fortune is dispos'd to us;

Bated, like eagles having lately bath'd; For, as he writes, there is no 'quailing now, Glittering in golden coats, like images; Because the king is certainly possess'd

As full of spirit as the month of May,
Of all our purposes. What say you to it?

And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;
Wor. Your father's sickness is a maim to us. Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.

Hot. A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off : I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
And yet, in faith, 'tis not; his present want

His "cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Seems more than we shall find it.-Were it good, Rise from the ground like feather': Mercury, To set the exact wealth of all our states

And vaunted with such ease into his seat, All at one cast ? to set so rich a h main

As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?

To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, It were not good ; for therein should we read And * witch the world with noble horsemanship. The very bottom and the soul of hope,

Hot. No more, no more: worse than the sun in The very i list, the very utmost bound

March, Of all our fortunes.

This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come; Doug

'Faith, and so we should, They come like sacrifices in their trim, Where now remains a sweet reversion:

And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war, We now may boldly spend upon the hope

All hot, and bleeding, will we offer them: Of what is to come in :

The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit, A comfort of "retirement lives in this.

Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire, Hot. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto,

To hear this rich "reprisal is so nigh, If that the devil and mischance look big

And yet not ours.-Come, let me taste my horse, Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.

Who is to bear me, like a thunderbolt,
Wor. But yet, I would your father had been here. Against the bosom of the prince of Wales:
The quality and mhair of our attempt

Harry to Harry shall, hot horse to horse,
Brooks no division : it will be thought

Meet, and ne'er part, till one drop down a corse.By some, that know not why he is away,

O, that Glendower were come! That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike


There is more news : of our proceedings, kept the earl from hence. I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along,

He cannot draw his power this fourteen days. ** The Douglas" is an expression applied by way of pre Doug. That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet. eminence, to the head of the Douglas family-Disdain.*** Beard him," i. e., oppose him face to face.- Forces."Removed," i. e., whose interest is remote.-' Fainting; n" The offering side," i. e., the side that offers battle; the flagging.-- Informed. A“main” is a hand at dice.--Limit assailing side. Draws," . e., draws back.--- Threw.

Whereas.-1" Retirement," i. e., a support to which we 4 Ostriches -- Ready. "Cuisses," i. e., armor for the may retire or fall back. Complexion; character. thighs.-Bewitch. Prize.

Wor. Ay, by my faith, that bears a frosty sound. of Westmoreland, I cry you mercy: I thought your
Hot. What may the king's whole battle reach unto? honor had already been at Shrewsbury.
Ver. To thirty thousand.

West. 'Faith, sir John, 'tis more than time that I Hot.

Forty let it be: were there and you too; but my powers are there My father and Glendower being both away, already. The king, I can tell you, looks for us al: The powers of us may serve so great a day. we must away all night. Come, let us take a *muster speedily:

Fal. Tut, never fear me: I am as vigilant as a cat Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily.

to steal cream. Doug. Talk not of dying: I am out of fear P. Hen. I think, to steal cream indeed; for thy Of death, or death's hand, for this one half year. theft hath already made thee butter. But tell me,

[Exeunt. Jack; whose fellows are these that come after ?

Fal. Mine, Hal, mine.
SCENE II.-A public Road, near Coventry. P. Hen. I did never see such pitiful rascals.

Fal. Tut, tut! good enough to btoss; food for Fal. Bardolph, get thee before to Coventry: fin powder, food for powder; they'll fill a pit, as well

as better: tush, man, mortal men, mortal men. me a bottle of sack. Our soldiers shall march

West. Ay, but, sir John, methinks they are exthrough; we'll to Sutton-Colfield to-night.

ceeding poor and bare; too beggarly. Bard. Will you give me money, captain ?

Fal. 'Faith, for their poverty, I know not where Fal. Lay out, lay out.

they had that: and for their bareness, I am sure, Bard. This bottle makes an bangel.

they never learned that of me. Fal. An if it do, take it for thy labor; and if it

P. Hen. No, I'll be sworn ; unless you call three make twenty, take them all, I'll answer the coinage. fingers on the ribs, bare. But, sirrah, make haste : Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me at the town's end: Percy is already in the field. Bard. I will, captain: farewell.


Fal. What, is the king encamped ? Fal. If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a West. He is, sir John: I fear we shall stay too long. soused gurnet. I have misused the king's press Fal. Well,

[feast, damnably. I have got, in exchange of a hundred To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd pounds. Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Ezeurt. I pressed me none but good householders, yeomen's sons: 'inquired me out contracted bachelors, such

SCENE III.-The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury. as had been asked twice on the bans; such a commodity of warm slaves, as had as lief hear the devil Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, Douglas, and as a drum; such as fear the report of a caliver,

VERNON. worse than a struck fowl, or a hurt wild-duck. I Hot. We'll fight with him to-night. pressed me none but such toasts and e butter, with Wor.

It may not be hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, Doug. You give him, then; advantage. and they have brought out their services; and now Ver.

Not a whit. my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, Hot. Why say you so ? looks he not for supply? lieutenants, gentlemen of companies, slaves as rag Ver. So do we. ged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glut Hot.

His is certain, ours is doubtful. ton's dogs licked his sores; and such as, indeed, Wor. Good cousin, be advis’d: stir not to-night. were never soldiers, but discarded unjust serving Ver. Do not, my lord. men, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted


You do not counsel well. tapsters, and ostlers trade-fallen ; the cankers of a You speak it out of fear, and a cold heart. calm world, and a long peace; ten times more dis Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life, honorable ragged than an old pieced 'ancient: and And I dare well maintain it with my life, such have I, to fill up the rooms of them that have If well-respected honor bid me on, bought out their services, that you would think that I hold as little counsel with weak fear, I had a hundred and fifty tattered prodigals, lately As you, my lord, or any Scot that lives: come from swine-keeping, from eating draff and Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle, husks. A mad fellow met me on the way, and told Which of us fears. me I had unloaded all the gibbets, and pressed the Doug.

Yea, or to-night. dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scarecrows. Ver.

Content I'll not march through Coventry with them, that's Hot. To-night, say I. flat:-nay, and the villains march wide betwixt the Ver.

Come, come, it may not be. legs, as if they had bgyves on; for, indeed, I had I wonder much, the most of them out of prison. There's but a shirt Being men of such great i leading as you are, and a half in all my company: and the half shirt is That you foresee not what impediments two napkins, tacked together, and thrown over the Drag back our expedition : certain horse shoulders like a herald's coat without sleeves; and of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up: the shirt, to say the truth, stolen from my host at St. Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day; Albans, or the red nosed inn-keeper of Daventry. And now their pride and mettle is asleep, But that's all one; they'll find linen enough on every Their courage with hard labor tame and dull, hedge.

That not a horse is half the half himself.

Hot. So are the horses of the enemy,
P. Hen. How now, blown Jack! how now, quilt! In general, journey-bated, and brought low;

Fal. What, Hal! how now, mad wag! what a The better part of ours are full of rest. devil dost thou in Warwickshire ?-My good lord

Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours :

For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in. * " Take a muster," 1 e., count our forces. The "angel"

[The Trumpet sounds a parley. was a coin rated at ten shillings. The "gurnet" was a mean fish._Gun.- Londoners and cockueys were re b" To toss," i. e., to toss upon a pike." Leading," 1 e. proached as caters of buttered toasts. Standard. - Fetters. experience in the conduct of armies.

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Indeed his king) to be fengag'd in Wales,
Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, There without ransom to lie forfeited;
If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.

Disgrac'd me in my happy victories;
Hot. Welcome, sir Walter Blunt; and would to Sought to entrap me by intelligence;

Rated my uncle from the council-board ; You were of our determination !

In rage dismiss'd my father from the court ; Some of us love you well; and even those some

Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong, Envy your great deservings, and good name,

And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out Because you are not of our quality,

This head of safety; and, withal, to pry But stand against us like an enemy.

Into his title, the which we find Blunt. And God defend but still I should stand so, Too indirect for long-continuance. So long as out of limit and true rule,

Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the king ? You stand against anointed majesty.

Hot. Not so, sir Walter: we'll withdraw awhile. But, to my charge.-The king hath sent to know

Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd
The nature of your bgriefs; and whereupon Some surety for a safe return again,
You conjure from the breast of civil peace

And in the morning early shall mine uncle
Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land Bring him our purposes; and so farewell. [love.
Audacious cruelty? If that the king

Blunt. I would you would accept of grace and Have any way your good deserts forgot,

Hot. And, may be, so we shall. Which he confesseth to be manifold,


'Pray God you do! (Excunt. He bids you name your griefs, and with all speed, You shall have your desires with interest,

SCENE IV.-York. A Room in the ArchAnd pardon absolute for yourself, and these,

bishop's House. Herein misled by your suggestion. Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know, the Enter the Archbishop of York, and Sir MICHAEL. king

Arch. Hie, good sir Michael; bear this sealed Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.

b brief, My father, 1 with my uncle, and myself,

With winged haste to the lord marshal: Did give him that same royalty he wears;

This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest And when he was not six-and-twenty strong, To whom they are directed. If you knew Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low, How much they do import, you would make haste. A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,

Sir M. My good lord, My father gave him welcome to the shore :

I guess their tenor. And, when he heard him swear, and vow to God, Arch.

Like enough, you do. He came but to be duke of Lancaster,

To-morrow, good sir Michael, is a day, To sue his Clivery, and beg his peace,

Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal, Must bide the touch; for, sir, at Shrewsbury, My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd,

As I am truly given to understand, Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too. The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, Now, when the lords and barons of the realm Meets with lord Harry: and, I fear, sir Michael, Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him,

What with the sickness of Northumberland, The more and d less came in with cap and knee; Whose power was in the first proportion, Met him in boroughs, cities, villages,

And what with Owen Glendower's absence thence, Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,

Who with them was a rated i sinew too, Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths, And comes not in, o'er-rul'd by prophecies, Gave him their heirs, as pages follow'd him, I fear, the power of Percy is too weak Even at the heels, in golden multitudes.

To wage an instant trial with the king. He presently, as greatness knows itself,

Sir M. Why, my good lord, you need not fear; Steps me a little higher than his vow

There is Douglas, and lord Mortimer. Made to my father, while his blood was poor,

Arch. No, Mortimer is not there. [Percy, Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg ;

Sir M. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord Harry And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform And there's my lord of Worcester; and a head Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees, Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen. That lie too heavy on the commonwealth ;

Arch. And so there is; but yet the king hath drawn Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep

The special head of all the land together: Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face, The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster, This seeming brow of justice, did he win

The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt, The hearts of all that he did angle for:

And many more corrivals, and dear men Proceeded farther; cut me off the heads

Of estimation and command in arms. [pos'a. Of all the favorites, that the absent king

Sir M. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well opIn deputation left behind him here,

Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear; When he was personal in the Irish war.

And, to prevent the worst, sir Michael, speed; Blunt. Tut! I came not to hear this.

For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king Hot.

Then, to the point. Dismiss his power he means to visit us, In short time after he depos'd the king ;

For he hath heard of our confederacy, Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life;

And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against him: And, in the neck of that, e task'd the whole state; Therefore, make haste. I must go write again To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March To other friends; and so farewell, sir Michael. (Who is, if every owner were well plac'd,


• Fellowship; fraternity. Grievances.- "His livery," 14 Engaged," i. e., pledged as a hostage.-- "This head," 1. e., the delivery of his lands... "The more and less," i. e., i. e., this armed force. Letter. "A rated sinew," i. c., a the greater and the less - Taxed,

strength on which we reckoned.

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