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And, to prevent the worst, sir Michael, speed :
ACT THE FIFTH.
The King's Camp near Shrewsbury.
Enter King HENRY, Prince Henry, Prince John
of LANCASTER, Sir Walter BLUNT, and Sir John FALSTAFF.
K. Hen. How bloodily the sun begins to peer
The southern wind
K. Hen. Then with the losers let it sympathize; For nothing can seem foul to those that win..
Trumpet. Enter WORCESTER and VERNON.
y.lord of Worcester ? 'tis not well, That you and I should meet upon such terms
How now, my
As now we meet : You have deceiv'd our trust;
Wor. Hear me, my liege :
K. Hen. You have not sought for it! how comes
Fal. Rebellion lay in his way, and he found it.
did swear that oath at Doncaster,
3 Put off.
4 A chattering bird, a pie.
It rain'd down fortune showering on your head;
hat with the injuries of a wanton time;
and rub the elbow, at the news
5 Exhibited in articles.
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, 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
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. Ki Hen. And, prince of Wales, so dare we ven
ture 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
part : And, will they take the offer of our grace, Both he, and they, and you, yea, every man Shall be
friend again, and I'll be his :
[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON.
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 heaven a death.
[Erit. Fal. 'Tis not due yet; I would be loath to pay before the 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 honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm ? No. Or take
the grief of a wound ? No. Honour hath no skill
then ? No. What is honour? A word. What is in that word, honour ? What is that honour ? Air. A trim reckoning !- Who hath it? He that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insen, sible 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,
The Rebel Camp.
Enter Worcester and VERNON.
Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, sir