P. Hen. 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.

K. Hen.

With all my heart.

P. Hen. Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you This honourable bounty shall belong.

Go to the Douglas, and deliver him

Up to his pleasure, ransomless, and free:
His valour shown upon our crests to-day

Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds
Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

P. John. I thank your grace for this high courtesy,

Which I shall give away immediately.

K. Hen. Then this remains,-that we divide

our power.―

You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland,

Towards York shall bend you with your

speed,

dearest

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.

THE FAMOUS VICTORIES OF HENRY THE FIFTH, CONTEINING THE HONORABLE BATTELL OF AGINCOURT.

Enter the yoong Prince, NED, and TOM.

Henry V. Come away Ned and Tom.

Both. Here my Lord.

Hen. V. Come away my Lads:

Tell me sirs, how much gold haue you got?

Ned. Faith my Lord, I haue got fiue hundred pound.
Hen. V. But tell me Tom, how much hast thou got?
Tom. Faith my Lord, some foure hundred pound.
Hen. V. Foure hundred pounds, brauely spoken Lads.
But tell me sirs, thinke you not that it was a villainous part of
me to rob my fathers Receuers?

Ned. Why no my Lord, it was but a tricke of youth.
Hen. V. Faith Ned, thou sayest true.

But tell me sirs, whereabouts are we?

Tom. My Lord, we are now about a mile off London. Hen. V. But sirs, I maruell that sir Iohn Old-Castle Comes not away: Sounds see where he comes.

Enters IOCKEY.

How now Iockey, what newes with thee?

Iockey. Faith my Lord, such newes as passeth, For the Towne of Detfort is risen,

With hue and crie after your man,

Which parted from vs the last night,

And has set vpon, and hath robd a poore Carrier.
Hen. V. Sownes, the vilaine that was wont to spie
Out our booties.

Iock. I my Lord, euen the very same.

Hen. V. Now baseminded rascal to rob a poore carrier,

Wel it skils not, ile saue the base vilaines life:

I, I may but tel me Iockey, whereabout be the Receiuers?
Iock. Faith my Lord, they are hard by,

But the best is, we are a horse backe and they be a foote,
So we may escape them.

Hen. V. Wel, if the vilaines come, let me alone with them. But tel me Iockey, how much gots thou from the knaues? For I am sure I got something, for one of the vilaines

So belamd me about the shoulders,

As I shal féele it this moneth.

Iock. Faith my Lord, I haue got a hundred pound. Hen. V. A hundred pound, now bravely spoken Iockey : But come sirs, laie al your money before me,

Now by heauen here is a braue shewe:

But as I am true Gentleman, I wil haue the halfe
Of this spent to night, but sirs take vp your bags,
Here comes the Receiuers, let me alone.

Enters two Recevuers.

One. Alas good fellow, what shal we do?

I dare neuer go home to the Court, for I shall be hangd.
But looke, here is the yong Prince, what shal we doo?
Hen. V. How now you vilaines, what are you?

One Recei. Speake you to him.

Other. No I pray, speake you to him.

Hen. V. Why how now you rascals, why speak you not?
One. Forsooth we be. Pray speake you to him.

Hen. V. Sowns, vilains speak, or il cut off your heads.
Other. Forsooth he can tel the tale better than I.

One. Forsooth we be your fathers Receiuers.

Hen. V. Are you my fathers Receiuers?

Then I hope ye haue brought me some money.

One. Money, Alas sir wee be robd.

Hen. V. Robd, how many were there of them?

One. Marry sir, there were foure of them:

And one of them had sir Iohn Old-Castles bay Hobbie,
And your blacke Nag.

Hen. V. - how like you this Iockey!?

Blood you vilaines : my father robd of his money abroad
And we robd in our stables.

And tell me, how many were there of them?

One Recei. If it please you, there were foure of them,

And there was one about the bignesse of you:

But I am sure I so belambd him about the shoulders,
That he wil féele it this month.

Hen. V.

you lamd them faierly,

So that they haue carried away your money.

But come sirs, what shall we do with the vilaines?
Both Recei. I beseech your grace, be good to vs.
Ned. I pray you my Lord forgiue them this once.
Well stand vp and get you gone,