Speeches (Lines) for Earl of Douglas in "History of Henry IV, Part I"

Hotspur (Henry Percy). Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth
In this fine age were not thought flattery,
Such attribution should the Douglas have,
As not a soldier of this season's stamp
Should go so general current through the world.
By God, I cannot flatter; I do defy
The tongues of soothers; but a braver place
In my heart's love hath no man than yourself:
Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.

Earl of Douglas. Thou art the king of honour:
No man so potent breathes upon the ground
But I will beard him.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). A perilous gash, a very limb lopp'd off:
And yet, in faith, it is not; his present want
Seems more than we shall find it: were it good
To set the exact wealth of all our states
All at one cast? to set so rich a main
On the nice hazard of one doubtful hour?
It were not good; for therein should we read
The very bottom and the soul of hope,
The very list, the very utmost bound
Of all our fortunes.

Earl of Douglas. 'Faith, and so we should;
Where now remains a sweet reversion:
We may boldly spend upon the hope of what
Is to come in:
A comfort of retirement lives in this.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). You strain too far.
I rather of his absence make this use:
It lends a lustre and more great opinion,
A larger dare to our great enterprise,
Than if the earl were here; for men must think,
If we without his help can make a head
To push against a kingdom, with his help
We shall o'erturn it topsy-turvy down.
Yet all goes well, yet all our joints are whole.

Earl of Douglas. As heart can think: there is not such a word
Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.

Vernon. There is more news:
I learn'd in Worcester, as I rode along,
He cannot draw his power this fourteen days.

Earl of Douglas. That's the worst tidings that I hear of yet.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). Forty let it be:
My father and Glendower being both away,
The powers of us may serve so great a day
Come, let us take a muster speedily:
Doomsday is near; die all, die merrily.

Earl of Douglas. Talk not of dying: I am out of fear
Of death or death's hand for this one-half year.

Earl of Worcester. It may not be.

Earl of Douglas. You give him then the advantage.

Vernon. Do not, my lord.

Earl of Douglas. You do not counsel well:
You speak it out of fear and cold heart.

Vernon. Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life,
And I dare well maintain it with my life,
If well-respected honour bid me on,
I hold as little counsel with weak fear
As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:
Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle
Which of us fears.

Earl of Douglas. Yea, or to-night.

Earl of Worcester. The king will bid you battle presently.

Earl of Douglas. Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.

Earl of Douglas. Marry, and shall, and very willingly.

Earl of Worcester. I told him gently of our grievances,
Of his oath-breaking; which he mended thus,
By now forswearing that he is forsworn:
He calls us rebels, traitors; and will scourge
With haughty arms this hateful name in us.

Earl of Douglas. Arm, gentlemen; to arms! for I have thrown
A brave defiance in King Henry's teeth,
And Westmoreland, that was engaged, did bear it;
Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.

Blunt. What is thy name, that in the battle thus
Thou crossest me? what honour dost thou seek
Upon my head?

Earl of Douglas. Know then, my name is Douglas;
And I do haunt thee in the battle thus
Because some tell me that thou art a king.

Blunt. They tell thee true.

Earl of Douglas. The Lord of Stafford dear to-day hath bought
Thy likeness, for instead of thee, King Harry,
This sword hath ended him: so shall it thee,
Unless thou yield thee as my prisoner.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). O Douglas, hadst thou fought at Holmedon thus,
never had triumph'd upon a Scot.

Earl of Douglas. All's done, all's won; here breathless lies the king.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). Where?

Earl of Douglas. Here.

Hotspur (Henry Percy). This, Douglas? no: I know this face full well:
A gallant knight he was, his name was Blunt;
Semblably furnish'd like the king himself.

Earl of Douglas. A fool go with thy soul, whither it goes!
A borrow'd title hast thou bought too dear:
Why didst thou tell me that thou wert a king?

Hotspur (Henry Percy). The king hath many marching in his coats.

Earl of Douglas. Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats;
I'll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece,
Until I meet the king.

Henry V. O, this boy
Lends mettle to us all!

Earl of Douglas. Another king! they grow like Hydra's heads:
I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
That wear those colours on them: what art thou,
That counterfeit'st the person of a king?

Henry IV. 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: so, defend thyself.

Earl of 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.