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I pr'ythee, speak, we will not trust our eyes
Fal. No, that's certain ; I am not a double man; but if I am not Jack Falstaff, then am I' a Jack, there is Percy, if your father will do me any honour, fo; if not, let him kill the next Percy himself. I look either to be Earl or Duke, I can assure you.
P. Henry. Why, Percy' I kill'd myself, and saw thee dead.
Fal. Did'st thou ? lord, lord, how the world is giv'n to lying! I grant you, I was down, and out of breath, and so was he ; but we rofe both at an instant, and fought a long hour by Shrewsbury clock: if I
be believed, lo; if not, let them, that should reward valour, bear the fin upon their own heads, I'll take't on my death, I give him this wound in the thigh: if the man were alive, and would deny it, I would make him eat a piece of my fword.
Lan. This is the strangest Tale that e'er I heard.
P. Henry. This is the strangest fellow, brother John.
[A retreat is founded.
[Exeunt. Fal. I'll follow, as they say, for reward. He that rewards me, heav'n reward him! If I do grow great, I'll
grow lefs; for I'll purge, and leave fack, and live cleanly, as a noble man Mould do.
S CE N E XII.
K. Henry. T
The Trumpets found: Enter King Henry, Prince of Wales,
Lord John of Lancaster, Earl of Westmorland, with
Worcester and Vernon Prisoners.
Ill-spirited Worster, did we not send
Wor. What I have done, my safety urg'd me to;
K. Henry. Bear Worcester to death, and Vernon too.
Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded.
Tent The Dowglas is, and, I beseech your Grace, I may dispose of hin.
K. Henry. With all my heart.
P. Henry. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you
Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:
Lan. I thank your Grace for this high courtesy,
Power. You fon John, and my cousin Westmorland, Tow'rds York shall bend you, with your deareft speed, To meet Northumberland and Prelate Scroop, Who, as we hear, are busily in arms, Myself and Yon, son Harry, will tow'rds Wales, To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March. Rebellion in this Land shall lose his sway, Meeting the check of such another day; And since this business so far fair is done, Let us not leave, till all our own be won. (Excunt.