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ready breakfast; love thy husband, look to thy servants, cherish thy guests: thou shalt find me tractable to any honest reason: thou seest I am pacified-Still ?-Nay, pr'ythee, be gone. [Erit HOSTESS.] Now, Hal, to the news at court for the robbery, lad,-How is that answered ?

P. Hen. O my sweet beef, I must still be good angel to thee :-The money is paid back

again.

Fal. O I do not like that paying back, 'tis a double labour.

P. Hen. I am good friends with my father, and may do any thing.

Fal. Rob me the exchequer the first thing thou doest, and do it with unwashed hands too. Bard. Do, my lord.

P. Hen. I have procured thee, Jack, a charge of foot.

Fal. I would it had been of horse. Where shail I find one that can steal well? O for a fine thief, of the age of two and twenty, or there. abouts! I am heinously unprovided. God be thanked for these rebels, they offend none but the virtuous; I laud them, I praise

Well,

them.

P. Hen. Bardolph--
Bard. My lord.

P. Hen. Go bear this letter to lord John of

Lancaster,

My brother John; this to my lord of Westmore.

land.-

Go, Poins, to horse, to horse; for thou and I
Have thirty miles to ride yet ere dinner time.-
Jack,

Meet me to-morrow i'the temple hall

ceive

Money, and order for their furniture.
The land is burning; Percy stands on high;
And either they, or we, must lower lie.

[Exeunt PRINCE, POINS, and BARDOLPH. Fal. Rare words! brave world!--Hostess, my breakfast; come :

OI could wish this tavern were my drum.

[Exit.

ACT IV.

SCENE 1.-The Rebel Camp near Shrews-
bury.
Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, and DOUGLAS.
Hot. Weil said, my noble Scot: if speaking
truth,

In this fine age, were not thought flattery,
Such attribution should the Douglas have,
As not a soldier of this season's stamp
Should go so general current through the world.
By beaven, I cannot flatter; I defy
The tongues of soothers; but a braver place
in my heart's love, hath no man than your-
self;

Nay, task me to the word; approve me, lord.
Doug. Thou art the king of honour:
No man so potent breathes upon the ground,
But I will beard + him.

Hot. Do so, and 'tis well :

Hot. 'Zounds! how has he the leisure to be
sick,

In such a justling time? Who leads his power?
Under whose government come they along?
Mess. His letters bear his mind, not I, my
lord.

At two o'clock i'the afternoon :

There shalt thou know thy charge: and there re- To set the exact wealth of all our states

All at one cast? to set so rich a main

On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?

It were not good for therein should we read
The very bottom and the soul of hope;
The very list, the very utmost bound
Of all our fortunes.

Doug. 'Faith, and so we should !
Where now remains a sweet reversion:
We may boldly spend upon the hope of what
Is to come in

A comfort of retirement lives in this.

Hot. A rendezvous, a home to fly unto,
If that the devil and mischance look big
Upon the maidenhead of our affairs.

Wor. But yet I would your father had been
here,

Enter a MESSENGERS, with letters. What letters hast thou there ?-I can but thank you.

Mess. These letters come from your fatuer,Hot. Letters from him! why comes he not himself?

Mess. He cannot come, my lord; he's grievous

sick.

1 Meet him face to face.

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The very life-blood of our enterprize;
'Tis catching hither, even to our camp.-
He writes me here,-that inward sickness-
And that his friends by deputation could not
So soon be drawn; nor did he think it meet,
To lay so dangerous and dear a trust
On any soul remov'd but on his own.
Yet doth he give us bold advertisement,-
That with our small conjunction, we should on,
To see how fortune is dispos'd to us :
For, as he writes, there is no quailing now;
Because the king is certainly possess'd
Of all our purposes. What say you to it?

Wor. Your father's sickness is a maim to us.
Hot. A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd
off:-

And yet, in faith, 'tis not; his present want
Seems more than we shall find it :-Were it

good,

The quality and hair of our attempt
Brooks no division: It will be thought
By some, that know not why he is away,
That wisdom, loyalty, and mere dislike
Of our proceedings, kept the earl from hence;
And think, how such an apprehension
May turn the tide of fearful faction,
And breed a kind of question in our cause:
For well you know, we of the offering side
Must keep aloof from strict arbitrement;
And stop all sight holes, every loop, from
whence

The eye of reason may pry in upon us :
This absence of your father's draws a curtain,
That shews the ignorant a kind of fear
Before not dreamt of.

Hot. You strain too far.

I, rather, of his absence make this use ;-
It lends a lustre, and more great opinion,
A larger dare to our great enterprise,
Than if the earl were here: for men must
think,

If we, without his help, can make a head
To push against the kingdom: with his help,
We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.-
Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole.
Doug. As heart can think: there is not such a
word

This expression is applied by way of preeminence Spoke of in Scotland, as this term of fear.

to the head of the Douglas family.

• Line.

+ Whereas.

the coinage. Bid my lieutenant Peto meet me
at the town's end.
[Erit.

Bard. I will, captain: farewell.

Fal. If I be not ashamed of my soldiers, I am a souced gurnet. I have misused the king's hundred and fifty soldiers, three hundred and odd press damnably. I have got, in exchange of a pounds. I press me none but good housebolders, yeomen's sons: inquire me out contracted bachelors, such as had been asked twice on the bans; such a commodity of warm slaves, as had as lief bear the vil as a drum; such as fear the report of a caliver, worse than a struck fowl,

With strong and mighty preparation.

Hot. He shall be welcome too. Where is his or a hurt wild duck. I pressed me none but

such toasts and butter, with hearts in their bellies no bigger than pins' heads, and they have bought out their services; and now my whole charge consists of ancients, corporals, lieutenants, gentlemen of companies, slaves as ragged as Lazarus in the painted cloth, where the glutton's dogs licked his sores: and such as, indeed, were never soldiers; but discarded unjust serving-men, younger sons to younger brothers, revolted tapsters, and ostiers tradefallen; the cankers of a calm world, and a long peace; ten times more dishonourably ragged than an old faced ancient: and such have 1, to fill up the rooms of them that have bought cat their services, that you would think that I had a hundred and fifty tattered prodigals, lately cone from swine-keeping, from eating draff and brosks. A mad fellow met me on the way, and told me dead bodies. No eye hath seen such scare-crows. I had unloaded all the gibbets, and pressed the that's flat :-Nay, and the villains march wide I'll not march through Coventry with them, betwixt the legs, as if they had gyves § on; for, indeed, I bad the most of them out of prison. There's but a shirt and a half in all my company; and the balf-shirt is two napkins, tacked together, and thrown over the shoulders like a my say the truth, stolen from my host at Saint herald's coat without sleeves; and the shirt, to Alban's, or the red-nose inn-keeper of Daintry. į But that's all one; they'll find linen enough on every hedge.

Enter Sir RICHARD VERNON.

Hot. My cousin Vernon! welcome, by my soul.

Ver. Pray God, my news be worth a wel-
conie, lord.

The earl of Westmoreland, seven thousand strong,
Is marching hitherwards; with him, prince

John.

Hot. No harm: What more?

Ver. And further, I have learn'd,The king himself in person is set forth,

Or hitherwards intended speedily,

son,

The nimble-footed mad-cap prince of Wales,
And his comrades, that daff'd the world aside.
And bid it pass?

Ver. All furnish'd, all in arms,

All plum'd like estridges that wing the wind;
Bated like eagles having lately bath'd; +
Glittering in golden coats, like images;
As full of spirit as the month of May,
And gorgeous as the sun at midsummer;
Wanton as youthful goats, wild as young bulls.
I saw young Harry, with his beaver on,
His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd,
Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury,
And vaulted with such ease into his seat,
As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds,
To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus,
And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Hot. No more, no more; worse than the sun
in March,

This praise doth nourish agues. Let them come;
They come like sacrifices in their trim,
And to the fire-ey'd maid of smoky war,
All hot, and bleeding, will we offer them:
The mailed Mars shall on his altar sit,
Up to the ears in blood. I am on fire,
To hear this rich reprisal is so uigh,
And yet not our's:-Come, let ne take

horse,

Who is to bear me, like a thunderbolt,
Against the bosom of the prince of Wales:
Harry to Harry shall, hot hoise to horse,
Meet, and ne'er part, till one drop down

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Scene III.

West. He is, Sir John; I fear, we shall stay | And pardon absolute yourself, and these,
Herein misled by your suggestion.
too long.
Fal. Well,

beginning

To the latter end of a fray, and the
of a feast,
Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest.

Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know,
the king
Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.
My father, and my uncle, and myself,
[Exeunt. Did give him that same royalty he wears :
And,-when he was not six and twenty strong,

A poor unminded outlaw sneaking home,—
SCENE III.-The Rebel Camp near Shrews-Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low,
My father gave him welcome to the shore :

bury.

Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and Aud,-when he heard him swear, and vow to

VERNON.

God,

Ilot. We'll fight with him to-night.

Wor. It may not be.

He came but to be duke of Lancaster,
To sue his livery, and beg his peace;
With tears of innocency, and terms of zeal,-
My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd,
Swore him assistance, and perform'd it too.

Doug. You give him then advantage.
Fer. Not a whit.

Hot. Why say you so? looks he not for sup- Now, when the lords and barous of the realm
ply!

Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him,

Ver. Do not, my lord.

Doug. You do not counsel well;

You speak it out of fear, and cold heart.
Fer. Do me no slander, Douglas: by
life,
(And I dare well maintain it with my life,)
If well respected honour bid me on,

I hold as little counsel with weak fear,

As you my lord, or any Scot that lives:-
Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle,
Which of us fears.

Doug. Yea, or to-night.

Ver. Content.

Ver. So do we.

Hot. His is certain, our's is doubtful.

Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to- Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes,

night.

Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,
Gave him their heirs; as pages follow'd him,
Even at the heels, in golden multitudes.

Hot. To-night, say' I.

Ver. Come, come, it may not be.
I wonder much, being men of such great
ing,

The more and less + came in with cap and knee;
Met him in boroughs, cities, villages;

He presently, as greatness knows itself,-
Steps me a little higher than his vow
Made to my father, while his blood was poor,
Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg;
And now, forsooth, takes on him to reform
Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees,
That lie too heavy on the commonwealth :
Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep
Over his country's wrongs; and, by this face,
This seeming brow of justice, did he win
The hearts of all that he did angle for.
Proceeded further; cut me off the heads
Of all the favourites, and the absent king
lead-In deputation left behind him here,

my

That you foresee not what impediments
Drag back our expedition: Certain horse
Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:
Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-
day;
And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
That not a horse is half the half himself.

Hot. So are the horses of the enemy
In general, journey-bated, and brought low;
The better part of our's is full of rest.
Wor. The number of the king exceedeth

ours:

For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in.
[The Trumpet sounds a parley.
Enter Sir WALTER BLUNT.

• Skill.

When he was personal in the Irish war.
Blunt. Tut, I came not to hear this.
Hot. Then, to the point.-

In short time after, he deposed the king;
Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life;
And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state :
To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman

Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the Into his title, the which we find

: Grievances.

king,

If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.
Hot. Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; And 'would

to God,

March

(Who is, if every owner were well plac'd,
Indeed his king,) to be incag'd in Wales,
There without ransom to lie forfeited;
Disgrac'd me in my happy victories;
Sought to entrap me by intelligence;
Rated my uncle from the council-board:
In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;
Broke oath on oath, committed wrong on wrong:
And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out
This bead of safety; and, withal, to pry

You were of our determination!

Some of us love you well; and even those some
Envy your great deserving, and good name;
Because you are not of our quality, t
But stand against us like an enemy.

Blunt. And God defend, but still I should
stand so,

So long as, out of limit and true rule,
You stand against anointed majesty!
But, to my charge.-The king hath sent to know
The nature of your griefs; and whereupon
You conjure from the breast of civil peace
Sach bold hostility, teaching this duteous land
Audacious cruelty: If that the king
Have any way your good deserts forgot,
Watch he confesseth to be manifold,

He bids you name your griefs, and, with all
speed,
You shall bave your desires with interest;

+ Fellowship.

Too indirect for long continuance.

Blunt. Shall I return this answer to the
king?

Hot. Not so, Sir Walter; we'll withdraw
awhile.

Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd
Some surety for a safe return again,
And in the morning early shall mine uncle
Bring him our purposes: and so farewell.
Blunt. I would you would accept of grace
and love.

Hot. And, may be, so we shall.
[Exeunt.
Blunt. 'Pray heaven, you do!
SCENE IV.-York.-A Room in the Arch-
bishop's house.

Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, and a GEN

TLEMAN.

Arch. Hie, good Sir Michael, bear this sealed
brief,

With winged baste, to the lord mareschal ;
This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest

• The delivery of his lands.
The greater and the less.

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To whom they are directed: if you knew
How much they do import, you would make
haste.

Gent. My good lord,
I guess their tenor.

Arch. Like enough, you do.
To-morrow, good Sir Michael, is a day,
Wherein the fortune of ten thousand men
Must 'bide the touch: For, Sir, at Shrewsbury,
As I am truly given to understand,
The king, with mighty and quick-raised power,
Meets with lord Harry: and I fear, Sir Mi-
chael,-

What with the sickness of Northumberland,
(Whose power was in the first proportion,)
And what with Owen Glendower's absence,
thence,

(Who with them was a rated sinew too,

And comes not in, o'er-rul'd by prophecies,)—
I fear the power of Percy is too weak

And Mortimer.

Arch. No, Mortimer's not there.

Gent. But there is Mordake, Vernon, lord
Harry Percy,

And there's my lord of Worcester; and a head
Of gallant warriors, noble gentlemen.

Arch. And so there is: but yet the king hath
drawn,

The special head of all the land together ;-
The prince of Wales, lord John of Lancaster,
The noble Westmoreland, and warlike Blunt;
And many more corrivals, and dear men
Of estimation and command in arms.

Gent. Doubt not, my lord, they shall be well
oppos'd.

Arch. I hope no less, yet needful 'tis to fear;
And, to prevent the worst, Sir Michael, speed:
For, if lord Percy thrive not, ere the king
Dismiss his power, he means to visit us,-
For he hath heard of our confederacy,-
And 'tis but wisdom to make strong against
him ;
Therefore, make haste: I must go write again
To other friends; and so farewell, Sir Michael.
[Exeunt severally.

To wage an instant trial with the king.

Gent. Why, good my lord, you need not fear; When yet you were in place and in account there's Douglas,

Nothing so strong and fortunate as I.

It was myself, my brother, and his son,
That brought you home, and boldly did oat-
dare,

K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer
Above yon busky hill! the day looks pale
At his distemperature,

P. Hen. The southern wind

Doth play the trumpet to his purposes;
And, by his hollow whistling in the leaves,
Foretells a tempest, and a blustering day.
K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sym-
pathize;
For nothing can seem foul to those that win.-
Trumpet-Enter WORCESTER and VERNON.
How now, my lord of Worcester? 'tis not well,
That you and I should meet upon such terms
As now we meet: You have deceiv'd our trust;
And made us doff our easy robes of peace,
To crush our old limbs in ungentle steel:
This is not well, my lord, this is not well.
What say you to't? will you again unknit
This churlish knot of all-abhorred war?
And move in that obedient orb again,
Where you would give a fair and natural light;

And be no more an exbal'd meteor,
A prodigy of fear, and a portent

of broached mischief to the unborn times?
Wor. Hear me, my liege:

For mine own part, I could be well content
To entertain the lag-end of my life
With quiet hours; for, I do protest,

I have not sought the day of this dislike.
K. Hen. You have not sought for it! how
comes it then?

Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found

A strength on which they reckoned.
: Woody.

it. K. Hen. Peace, chewet, peace. Wor. It pleas'd your majesty to turn your

looks

Of favour, from myself and all our house;
And yet I must remember you, my lord,
We were the first and dearest of your friends
For you, my staff of office did I break

In Richard's time; and posted day and night
To meet you on the way, and kiss your hand,

ACT V.

sight SCENE I.-The King's Camp near Shrews-We were enforc'd, for safety sake, to fly For fear of swallowing; but with nimble wing bury. Out of your sight, and raise this present bead: Enter King HENRY, Prince HENRY, Prince Whereby we stand opposed by such means JOHN of Lancaster, Sir WLLTER BLUNT, AS you yourself have forg'd against yourself; and Sir JOHN FALSTAFF. By unkind usage, dangerous countenance, And violation of all faith and troth Sworn to us in your younger enterprize.

K. Hen. These things, indeed, you have arti
culated,
Proclaim'd at market-crosses, read in churches;
To face the garment of rebellion
With some fine colour, that may please the

cye

The dangers of the time: You swore to us,-
And you did swear that oath at Doncaster,—
That you did nothing purpose 'gainst the state;
Nor claim no further than your new-fall'n
right,

The seat of Gaunt, dukedom of Lancaster:
To this we swore our aid. But, in short space,
It rain'd down fortune showering on your
head;

And such a flood of greatness fell on you,-
What with our help; what with the absent
king;

What with the injuries of a wanton time;
The seeming sufferances that you had borne;
And the contrarious winds, that held the king
So long in his unlucky Irish wars,
That all in England did repute him dead,-
And, from this swarm of fair advantages,
You took occasion to be quickly woo'd
To gripe the general sway into your hand:
Forgot your oath to us at Doncaster;
And, being fed by us, you us'd us so
As that ungentle gull, the cuckoo's bird,
Useth the sparrow: did oppress our nest;
Grew by our feeding to so great a bulk,
That even our love durst not come near your

Of fickle changelings, and poor discontents,
Which gape, and rub the elbow, at the news
Of hurly burly innovation:
And never yet did insurrection want
Such water-colours, to impaint his cause;
Nor moody beggars, starving for a time
Of pell-mell havoc and confusion.

P. Hen. In both our armies, there is many
a soul

Shall pay full dearly for this encounter,
If once they join in trial. Tell your nephew,
The prince of Wales doth join with all the
world

In praise of Henry Percy; By my hopes,
This present enterprize set off his head,

• A chattering bird, a pi●

I do not think a braver gentleman,
More active-valiant, or more valiant-young,
More daring, or more bold, is now alive,
To grace this latter age with noble deeds.
For my part, I may speak it to my shame,
I have a truant been to chivalry;

And so, I hear, he doth account me too : Yet this before my father's majesty,

I am content, that he shall take the odds

Of his great name and estimation;

And will, to save the blood on either side,
Try fortune with him in a single fight.

K. Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we In any case, the offer of the king. venture thee:

Albeit, considerations infinite

Do make against it :-No, good Worcester, no,
We love our people well; even those we love,
That are misled upon your cousin's part:
And, will they take the offer of our grace,
Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man
Shall be my friend again, and I'll be his :
So tell your cousin, and bring me word
What he will do:-But if he will not yield,
Rebuke and dread correction wait on us,
And they shall do their office. So, be gone;
We will not now be troubled with reply:
We offer fair, take it advisedly.

[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON.
P. Hen. It will not be accepted, on my life:
The Douglas and the Hotspur, both together
Are confident against the world in arms.

K. Hen. Hence, therefore, every leader to his charge;

For, on their answer, will we set on them:
And God befriend us, as our cause is just !

[Exeunt KING, BLUNT, and Prince JOHN. Fal. Hal, if thou see me down in the battle, and bestride me so; 'tis a point of friendship.

P. Hen. Nothing but a Colossus can do thee that friendship. Say thy prayers, and farewell.

Fal. I would it were bed-time, Hal, and all well.

P. Hen. Why, thou owest God a death.

[Exit. Fel. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay him before his day. What need I be so forward with him that calls not on me? Well, 'tis no matter; Honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if bonour prick me off when I come on: how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour ? a word. What is in that word, honour? What is that honour? Air. A trim reckoning 1-Who hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? No. Why? Detraction will not suffer it :-therefore I'll none of it: Honour is a mere scutcheon, and so ends my catechism. [Exit. SCENE II.-The Rebel Camp.-Enter WORCESTER and VERNON.

Wor. O no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,

The liberal kind offer of the king.

Ver. "Twere best he did.

Wor. Then are we all undone.
It is not possible, it cannot be,
The king should keep his word in loving us :
He will suspect us still, and find a time
To punish this offence in other faults;
Suspicion shall be all stuck full of eye:
For treason is but trusted like the fox;
Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd, and lock'd
up,

Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
Look how we can, or sad, or merrily,

• It is common for the king to be here seated on a #rum, and to rise at this line: when Falstaff, who is strangely placed behind him, tumbles down, to ercate a very ill-timed Bartholomew-fair laugh.

Interpretation will misquote our looks;
And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.
My nephew's trespass may be well forgot,
It hath the excuse of youth, and heat of blood;
And an adopted name of privilege,-

A bair-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen ;
All his offences live upon my head,

And on his father's ;-we did train him on ;
And, his corruption being ta'en from us,
We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.
Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,

Ver. Deliver what you will, I'll say, 'tis so. Here comes your cousin.

Enter HOTSPUR and DOUGLAS; and Officers and Soldiers, behind.

Hot. My uncle is return'd :-Deliver up My lord of Westmoreland.-Uncle, what news? Wor. The king will bid you battle presently. Doug. Defy him by the lord of Westmoreland.

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A brave defiance in king Henry's teeth,
And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did

bear it :

Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on. Wor. The prince of Wales stepp'd forth before the king,

And nephew, challeng'd you to single fight. Hot. O 'would the quarrel lay upon our heads; [day, And that no man might draw short breath toBut I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me, How show'd his tasking? seem'd it in con

tempt ? Ver. No, by my soul; I never in my life Did hear a challenge urg'd more modestly, Unless a brother should a brother dare To gentle exercise and proof of arms. He gave you all the duties of a man ; Trimm'd up your praises with a princely tongue;

Spoke your deservings like a chronicle;
Making you ever better than his praise,

still dispraising praise, valued with you:
And, which became him like a prince indeed,
And chid his truant youth with such a grace,
He made a blushing cital of himself;
As if he master'd there a double spirit
Of teaching and of learning, instantly.
There did he pause but let me tell the
world,-

If he outlive the envy of this day,
England did never owe so sweet a hope,
So much misconstrued in his wantonness.

Hot. Cousin, I think thou art enamoured Upon his follies; never did I hear Of any prince, so wild, at liberty:But, be he as he will, yet once ere night I will embrace him with a soldier's armı, That he shall shrink under my courtesy.-Arm, arm, with speed :-And, fellows, soldiers, friends,

Better consider what you have to do,
Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,
Can lift your blood up with persuasion.

• Own.

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