Pardon and terms of love to all of you? If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne Wor. What I have done my safety urged me to; And I embrace this fortune patiently, Since not to be avoided it falls on me. King. Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too: Other offenders we will pause upon. How goes the field? 10 [Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded. Prince. The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw King. With all my heart. Go to the Douglas, and deliver him Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free: His valour shown upon our crests to-day Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds Lan. I thank your grace for this high courtesy, Which I shall give away immediately. King. Then this remains, that we divide our power. Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed, Who, as we hear, are busily in arms: 20 Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales, 40 Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, Meeting the check of such another day: Let us not leave till all our own be won. [Exeunt. BLUNT. SHALLOW, SILENCE, country justices. DAVY, Servant to Shallow, MOULDY, SHADOW, WART, FEEBLE, and BULLCALF, recruits. FANG and SNARE, sheriff's officers. LADY NORTHUMBERLAND. LADY PERCY. Lord Chief-Justice of the King's MISTRESS QUICKLY. hostess of a Bench. A Servant of the Chief-Justice. SCROOP, Archbishop of York. LORD HASTINGS, LORD BARDOLPH. tavern in Eastcheap. Lords and Attendants; Porter, A Dancer,speaker of the epilogue. SCENE: England. INDUCTION. Warkworth. Before the castle. Enter Rumour, painted full of tongues. Rum. Open your ears; for which of you will stop Stuffing the ears of men with false reports. That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, Among my household? Why is Rumour here? Hath beaten down young Hotspur and his troops, Than they have learn'd of me: from Rumour's tongues They bring smooth comforts false, worse than true wrongs. ACT I. SCENE I. The same. Enter LORD BARDOLPH. L. Bard. Who keeps the gate here, ho? The Porter opens the gate. [Exit. 40 Where is the earl? Port. What shall I say you are? Tell thou the earl That the Lord Bardolph doth attend him here. Port. His lordship is walk'd forth into the orchard: L. Bard. Enter NORTHUMBERLAND. Here comes the earl. North. What news, Lord Bardolph? every minute now Should be the father of some stratagem: The times are wild; contention, like a horse Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose And bears down all before him. L. Bard. Noble earl, I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury. North. Good, an God will! L. Bard. And Harry Monmouth's brawn, the hulk Sir John, So fought, so follow'd and so fairly won, North. How is this derived? Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury? 10 20 L. Bard. I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence, A gentleman well bred and of good name, That freely render'd me these news for true. North. Here comes my servant Travers, whom I sent On Tuesday last to listen after news. Enter TRAVERS. L. Bard. My lord, I over-rode him on the way; And he is furnish'd with no certainties More than he haply may retail from me. 30 North. Now, Travers, what good tidings comes with you? Out-rode me. After him came spurring hard That stopp'd by me to breathe his bloodied horse. I did demand what news from Shrewsbury: 40 He told me that rebellion had bad luck North. Had met ill-luck? L. Bard. My lord, I'll tell you what; If my young lord your son have not the day, Upon mine honour, for a silken point I'll give my barony: never talk of it. 50 North. Why should that gentleman that rode by Travers Give then such instances of loss? L. Bard. Who, he? He was some hilding fellow that had stolen The horse he rode on, and, upon my life, Spoke at a venture. Look, here comes more news. Enter MORTON. North. Yea, this man's brow, like to a title-leaf, Say, Morton, didst thou come from Shrewsbury? North. So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt; And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it. This thou wouldst say, Your son did thus and thus; 60 70 80 |