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arms, as I have done this day. I have paid Percy, I have made him sure.
P. Hen. He is, indeed; and living to kill thee. Lend me thy sword, I pr’ythee.
Fal. Nay, Hal, if Percy be alive, thou get'st not my sword; but take my pistol, if thou wilt.
P. Hen. Give it me: What, is it in the case ?
Fal. Ay, Hal; 'tis hot, 'tis hot! there's that will sack a city. [The Prince draws out a bottle of sack. P. Hen. What, is't a time to jest and dally now ?
[Throws it at him, and exit. Fal. Well, if Percy be alive, I'll pierce him. If he do come in my way, so: if he do not, if I come in his, willingly, let him make a carbonado of me. I like not such grinning honour, as Sir Walter hath : Give me life: which if I can save, so; if not, honour comes unlooked for, and there's an end.
Another Part of the Field.
Alarums. Excursions. Enter the King, Prince
K. Hen. I pr’ythee,
P. John. Not I, my lord, unless I did bleed too.
P. Hen. I do beseech your majesty, make up, Lest
your retirement do amaze your friends. K. Hen. I will do so :My lord of Westmoreland, lead him to his tent. West. Come, my lord, I will lead you to your
9 A piece of meat cut crosswise for the gridiron.
P. Hen. Lead me, my lord ? I do not need your
help: And heaven forbid, a shallow scratch should drive The prince of Wales from such a field as this ; Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on, And rebels' arms triúmph in massacres ! P. John. We breathe too long :- Come, cousin
Westmoreland, Our duty this way lies ; for heaven's sake, come.
[Exeunt Prince John and WESTMORELAND. P. Hen. By heaven, thou hast deceiv'd me, Lan
K. Hen. I saw him hold lord Percy at the point,
O, this boy Lends mettle to us all !
Alarums. Enter DOUGLAS.
Doug. Another king! they grow like Hydra's
Doug. I fear, thou art another counterfeit;
But mine, I am sure, thou art, whoe'er thou bę,
[They fight; Douglas fies.
K. Hen. Stay, and breathe a while :
P. Hen. O heaven! they did me too much injury,
[Exit King Henry.
Enter HotspUR. Hot. If I mistake not, thou art Harry Monmouth. P. Hen. Thou speak'st as if I would deny my
Hot. My name is Harry Percy.
Why, then I see
Nor can one England brook a double reign,
Hot. Nor shall it, Harry, for the hour is come
Þ. Hen. I'll make it greater, ere I part from thee;
Enter FALSTAFF. Fal. Well said, Hal! to it, Hal!
shall find no boy's play here, I can tell you.
Enter DOUGLAS; he fights with FALSTAFF, who
[Dies. P. Hen. For worms, brave Percy; Fare thee well,
Ill-weav'd ambition, how much art thou shrunk!
If thou wert sensible of courtesy,
[He sees FalsTAFF on the ground.
Fal. [Rising slowly.] Embowelled ! if thou embowel me to-day, I'll give you leave to powder ? me, and eat me too, to-morrow. '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 valour is discretion; in the which better part, I have saved my life. 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,
Scarf, with which he covers Percy's face.