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P. Hen. What men?
Sher. One of them is well known, my gracious lord; A gross fat man.
As fat as butter.
P. Hen. The man, I do assure you, is not here; For I myself at this time have employ'd him. And, sheriff, I will engage my word to thee, That I will, by to-morrow dinner-time, Send him to answer thee, or any man, For any thing he shall be charg'd withal: And so let me entreat you leave the house. Sher. I will, my lord: There are two gentlemen Have in this robbery lost three hundred marks. P. Hen. It may be so: if he have robb'd these men, He shall be answerable; and so, farewell. Sher. Good night, my noble lord.
P. Hen. I think it is good morrow; Is it not? Sher. Indeed, my lord, I think it be two o'clock. [Exeunt Sheriff and Carrier.. P. Hen. This oily rascal is known as well as Paul's. Go, call him forth.
Poins. Falstaff!-fast asleep behind the arras, and snorting like a horse.
P. Hen. Hark, how hard he fetches breath: Search his pockets. [POINS searches.] What hast thou found? Poins. Nothing but papers, my lord.
P. Hen. Let's see what they be: read them.
Item, Sauce, 4d.
Item, Sack, two gallons, 5s. 8d.
Item, Anchovies, and sack after supper, 2s. 6d.
Item, Bread, a halfpenny.
P. Hen. O monstrous! but one half-pennyworth of
bread to this intolerable deal of sack!-What there is else, keep close; we'll read it at more advantage: there let him sleep till day. I'll to the court in the morning: we must all to the wars, and thy place shall be honourable. I'll procure this fat rogue a charge of foot; and, I know, his death will be a march of twelve-score. The money shall be paid back again with advantage. Be with me betimes in the morning; and so good morrow, Poins.
Poins. Good morrow, good my lord.
SCENE I.-Bangor. A room in the Archdeacon's house
Enter HOTSPUr, Worcester, Mortimer, and
Mort. These promises are fair, the parties sure,
Hot. Lord Mortimer,—and cousin Glendower,
Will you sit down?
And, uncle Worcester:-A plague upon it!
No, here it is.
Sit, cousin Percy; sit, good cousin Hotspur:
For by that name as oft as Lancaster
Doth speak of you, his cheek looks pale; and, with A rising sigh, he wisheth you in heaven
Hot. And you in hell, as often as he hears
Glend. I cannot blame him: at my nativity,
Why, so it would have done At the same season, if your mother's cat had
But kitten'd, though yourself had ne'er been born.
Glend. The heavens were all on fire, the earth did tremble.
Hot. O, then the earth shook to see the heavens on fire,
And not in fear of your nativity.
Diseased nature oftentimes breaks forth
In strange eruptions: oft the teeming earth
Within her womb; which, for enlargement striving,
Cousin, of many men
These signs have mark'd me extraordinary;
Where is he living,—clipp'd in with the sea
Hot. I think, there is no man speaks better Welsh :-
Mort. Peace, cousin Percy; you will make him mad
Hot. Why, so can I; or so can any man:
can teach you, cousin, to command
Hot. And I can teach thee, coz, to shame the devil, By telling truth; Tell truth, and shame the devil.— If thou have power to raise him, bring him hither, And I'll be sworn, I have power to shame him hence. O, while you live, tell truth, and shame the devil. Mort. Come, come,
No more of this unprofitable chat.
Glend. Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made
Against my power: thrice from the banks of Wye,
Hot. Home without boots, and in foul weather too! How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?
Glend. Come, here's the map; Shall we divide our right, According to our three-fold order ta'en?
Mort. The archdeacon hath divided it
England, from Trent and Severn hitherto,
(A business that this night may execute,)
My father Glendower is not ready yet,
Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days :Within that space, [To GLEND.] you may have drawn
Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentlemen.
From whom you now must steal, and take no leave;
Hot. Methinks, my moiety, north from Burton here, In quantity equals not one of yours:
See, how this river comes me cranking in,