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KING
I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point
With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Of such an ungrown warrior.
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KING
He had Percy cornered, and he carried himself more bravely than I would have expected of such a young warrior.
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PRINCE HENRY
O, this boy lends mettle to us all.
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PRINCE HENRY
Oh, this boy lends us all courage!
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Exit |
PRINCE HENRY
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Enter
DOUGLAS
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DOUGLAS enters. |
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DOUGLAS
Another king! they grow like Hydra’s heads.—
I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
That wear those colors on them. What art thou
That counterfeit’st the person of a king?
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DOUGLAS
Another king! The more of them we kill, the more of them spring up. I am Douglas, and I bring death to everyone wearing that uniform. Who are you, disguised as a king?
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KING
The King himself, who, Douglas, grieves at heart,
So many of his shadows thou hast met
And not the very king. I have two boys
Seek Percy and thyself about the field,
But, seeing thou fall’st on me so luckily,
I will assay thee. And defend thyself.
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KING
The King himself. And it pains me, Douglas, that you ran into so many of my shadows, and not me. I have two sons on the field, looking for Percy and for you. But, since you were lucky enough to come upon me, I’ll fight you myself. Defend yourself.
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DOUGLAS
I fear thou art another counterfeit,
And yet, in faith, thou bear’st thee like a king.
But mine I am sure thou art, whoe'er thou be,
And thus I win thee.
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DOUGLAS
I fear that you’re another fake; and yet, you bear yourself like a king. Whoever you are, you’re mine, and I’ll defeat you.
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They fight. The
KING being in danger, enter
PRINCE HENRY of Wales |
They fight. The KING begins to lose. PRINCE HENRY of Wales enters. |
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PRINCE HENRY
Hold up thy head, vile Scot, or thou art like
Never to hold it up again. The spirits
Of valiant Shirley, Stafford, Blunt are in my arms.
It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee,
Who never promiseth but he means to pay.
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PRINCE HENRY
Look at me, you nasty Scotsman, or you’ll never look at anything again. I have the spirits of brave Shirley, Stafford, and Blunt in me. It is the Prince of Wales who threatens you, and I never make promises I cannot keep.
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