Fal. 'Faith, for their poverty,-I know not where they had that and for their barenefs,-I am fure, they never learn'd that of me. P. Henry. No, I'll be fworn; unless you call three fingers on the ribs, bare. But, firrah, make hafte; Percy is already in the field. Fal. What, is the king encamp'd? Weft. He is, fir John; I fear, we shall stay too long. Fal. Well, 'To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a feast, Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Exeunt. Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, and Vernon. Hot. We'll fight with him to-night. Wor. It may not be. Doug. You give him then advantage. Ver. Not a whit. Hot. Why fay you fo? looks he not for supply? Ver. So do we. Hot. His is certain, ours is doubtful. Wor. Good coufin, be advis'd; ftir not to-night. Ver. Do not, my lord. Doug. You do not counsel well; You speak it out of fear, and cold heart. Ver. Do me no flander, 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, The latter end of]-This coming in at. Let Let it be feen to-morrow in the battle, Which of us fears. Doug. Yea, or to-night. Ver. Content. Hot. To-night, fay I. Ver. Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much, In general, journey-bated, and brought low; Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours: Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, If you vouchfafe me hearing, and refpect. Hot. Welcome, fir Walter Blunt; And would to God, You were of our determination! h Some of us love you well: and even those some Envy your great defervings, and good name; Because you are not of our quality, But ftand against us like an enemy. Blunt. And heaven defend, but ftill I fhould ftand fo, So long as, out of limit, and true rule, fuch great leading]-martial conduct and experience. of our determination !]—embark'd in our cause, our quality,]-our party. You ftand against anointed majesty! But, to my charge.-The king hath fent to know Have any way your good deferts forgot,- He bids you name your griefs; and, with all speed, And pardon abfolute for yourself, and these, Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know, the king To fue bis livery,]-To fue out the delivery of his lands from wardship. With tears of innocence,]-accompanying his proteftations with tears, declarative of innocency, in respect of the caufe of his exile, and profeffions of zeal for the public welfare. Attended 1 Attended him on bridges, stood in lanes, Laid gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths, In short time after, he depos'd the king; And, in the neck of that, tafk'd the whole state. in the neck of that, tafk'd]-immediately after tax'd. And, in conclufion, drove us to feek out This head of fafety; and, withal, to pry Into his title, the which we find Too indirect for long continuance, Blunt. Shall I return this anfwer to the king? Hot. Not fo, fir Walter; we'll withdraw a while. And in the morning early fhall my uncle Bring him our purpofes: and fo farewell. Blunt. I would, you would accept of grace and love. Blunt. Pray heaven, you do! SCENE [Exeunt. IV. York. The Archbishop's Palace. Enter the Archbishop of York, and Sir Michael. York. Hie, good fir Michael; bear this fealed brief, With winged hafte, to the lord marethal; This to my cousin Scroop; and all the rest To whom they are directed: if you knew How much they do import, you would make haste, Sir Mich. My good lord, I guess their tenor. York. Like enough, you do. To-morrow, good fir Michael, is a day, Must 'bide the touch: For, fir, at Shrewsbury, Asam truly given to understand, The king, with mighty and quick-raised power, The band of Safety ;]-This army on which we depend for pro brief,]-letter. ↑ ford marobel,]-Thomas Lord Mowbray, Meets |