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839788As they are sharing the Prince & Poins set vpon them, they all runne away, and
838790Poin. Villaines.
Falstaffe after a blow or two runs away 840791 too, leauing the bootie behind them. 841792Prin. Got with much ea
se. Now merrily to hor
se: the theeues
842793are all
scattered, and po
sse
st with feare
so
strongly, that they dare
843794not meete each other, each takes his fellow for an o
fficer, awaie
844795good Ned, Fal
stal
ffe
sweates to death, and lards the leane earth
845796as he walkes along, wert not for laughing I
should pittie him.
847797Poynes. How the rogue roard.
Exeunt.
849798Enter Hotspur solus reading a letter. But for mine own part my Lord I could be well contented to bee
851800there, in respect of the loue I beare your house.
852801 He could be contented, why is hee not then? in the re
spe
ct of
853802the loue he beares our hou
se: he
shewes in this, he loues his own
854803barne better then he loues our hou
se. Let me
see
some more.
The purpose you vndertake is dangerous,
856805Why thats certaine, tis daungerous to take a cold, to
sleepe, to
857806drinke, but I tell you (my Lord foole) out of this nettle danger, we
858807plucke this
flower
safetie.
The purpose you vndertake is dangerous, the friends you haue na-
860809med vncertaine, the time it selfe vnsorted, and your whole plot too 861810light, for the counterpoyse of so great an opposition.
862811 Say you
so,
say you
so, I
say vnto you againe, you are a
shal
- 863812low cowardly hind, and you lie: what a lacke braine is this? by
864813the Lord our plot is a good plot, as euer was laid, our friends true
865814and con
stant: a good plot, good friends, and ful of expe
ctation: an
866815excellent plot, verie good friends; what a fro
sty
spirited rogue is
867816this? why my Lord of York commends the plot, and the gene
- 869817rall cour
se of the A
ction. Zoundes and I were nowe by this ra
s- 870818call I could braine him with his Ladies fanne. Is there not my
871819father, my vncle, and my
selfe; Lord Edmond Mortimer, my
872820Lord of Yorke, and Owen Glendower: is there not be
sides the
873821Dowglas, haue I not all their letters to meete me in armes by the
874822ninth of the next month, and are they not
some of them
set for
- 875823ward alreadie? What a pagan ra
scall is this, an in
fidell? Ha, you
876824shall
see now in very
sinceritie of feare and cold heart, will hee to
878825the King, and lay open all our proceedings? O I could deuide
my