K. Hen. 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 far fair is done,
Let us not leave till all our own be won.
Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.

[Exeunt.

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THE END.

Printed by S. GOSNELL, Little Queen Street, Holborn.

ING HENRY THE FOURTH,

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