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Henry the Fourth Part 1

by William Shakespeare

Act 5, Scene 5 Easiest-to-Read Edition

 

 

 



Henry the Fourth Part 1 Act 5 Scene 5



Another part of the field

The trumpets sound. Enter the KING, PRINCE HENRY, Lord John of LANCASTER, Earl of WESTMORELAND, with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners

The trumpets sound. Enter the KING, PRINCE HENRY, Lord John of LANCASTER, Earl of WESTMORELAND, with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners

KING

Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.ó

Ill-spirited Worcester, did not we send grace,

Pardon, and terms of love to all of you?

And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary,

Misuse the tenor of thy kinsmanís trust?

Three knights upon our party slain today,

A noble earl, and many a creature else

Had been alive this hour

If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne

Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

 

KING

Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke.ó

Ill-spirited Worcester, did not we send grace,

Pardon, and terms of love to all of you?

And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary,

Misuse the tenor of thy kinsmanís trust?

Three knights upon our party slain today,

A noble earl, and many a creature else

Had been alive this hour,

If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne

Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

 

WORCESTER

What I have done my safety urged me to.

And I embrace this fortune patiently,

Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

 

WORCESTER

What I have done my safety urged me to.

And I embrace this fortune patiently,

Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

 

KING

Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon, too.

Other offenders we will pause upon.

 

KING

Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon too.

Other offenders we will pause upon.

 

Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON under guard

Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON under guard

How goes the field?

How goes the field?

PRINCE HENRY

The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw

The fortune of the day quite turned from him,

The noble Percy slain, and all his men

Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest,

upon the foot of=running in

And, falling from a hill, he was so bruised

That the pursuers took him. At my tent

The Douglas is, and I beseech your Grace

I may dispose of him.

 

PRINCE HENRY

The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw

The fortune of the day quite turned from him,

The noble Percy slain, and all his men

Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest,

And, falling from a hill, he was so bruised

That the pursuers took him. At my tent

The Douglas is, and I beseech your Grace

I may dispose of him.

 

KING

   With all my heart.

 

KING

   With all my heart.

 

PRINCE HENRY

Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you

This honorable bounty shall belong.

Go to the Douglas, and deliver him

Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free.

His valor shown upon our crests today

Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds,

Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

 

PRINCE HENRY

Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you

This honorable bounty shall belong.

Go to the Douglas, and deliver him

Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free.

His valor shown upon our crests today

Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds,

Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

 

LANCASTER

I thank your Grace for this high courtesy,

Which I shall give away immediately.

 

LANCASTER

I thank your Grace for this high courtesy,

Which I shall give away immediately.

 

KING

Then this remains, that we divide our power.

You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland,

Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed

To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,

Who, as we hear, are busily in arms.

Myself and you, son Harry, will towards 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 fair is done,

Let us not leave till all our own be won.

 

KING

Then this remains, that we divide our power.

You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland,

Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed

To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,

Who, as we hear, are busily in arms.

Myself and you, son Harry, will towards 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 fair is done,

Let us not leave till all our own be won.

 

Exeunt

Exeunt