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Fri. The inhabitants expect you daily.
[Exeunt HERON, SKETON, ASTLEY,
and John A-WATER. War. Dearest, admit not into thy pure thoughts The least of scruples, which may charge their soft-.
With burden of distrust. Should I prove wanting
tress, Nor then in wishing to die with you gladly,
, · Kath. Alas, good soul !
Fri. Sir, to your aunt of Burgundy I will relate your present undertakings; From her expect on all occasions, welcome. You cannot find me idle in your services, War. Go, Frion, go! wise men know how to
sooth Adversity, not serve it: thou hast waited Too long on expectation; never yet
nation read of, so besotted In reason, as to adore the setting sun. Fly to the archduke's court; say to the duchess, Her nephew, with fair Katherine, his wife, Are on their expectation to begin The raising of an empire. If they fail, Yet the report will never: farewell, Frion !
[Exit Frion. This man, Kate, has been true, though now of late, I fear, too mưch familiar with the Fox.5
Re-enter DALYELL with HUNTLEY. Hunt. I come to take my leave; you need not
doubt My interest in this some-time child of mine; She's all yours now, good sir.—Oh, poor lost
creature! Heaven guard thee with much patience; if thou
Kath. This is the cruell'st farewell!
s The Fox.] i. e. the Bishop of Durham, lord privy-seal; whom Bacon calls « a wise man, and one that could see through the present to the future.” He stood deservedly high in Henry's confidence and favour. With respect to Frion, Warbeck was right. The defection of James showed the secretary but too clearly that the fortunes of his master were on the ebb; he therefore withdrew from him previously to the Cornish expedition, and returned no
Hunt. Love, young gentleman, This model of my griefs; she calls you husband : Then be not jealous of a parting kiss, It is a father's, not a lover's offering; Take it, my last.--[Kisses her]—I am too much a
child. Exchange of passion is to little use, So I should grow too foolish: goodness guide thee!
[Exit. Kath. Most miserable daughter !—Have you
Dal. I resolve,
if Vouchsafe me entertainment. War. We will be bosom friends, most noble
Dalyell;o For I accept this tender of your love Beyond ability of thanks to speak it.Clear thy drown'd eyes, my fairest; time and in
dustry Will shew us better days, or end the worst.
most noble Dalyell.] Noble indeed! No drama that I am acquainted with, offers four such admirable characters as Huntley and his daughter, the lady Jane, and Dalyell. Of the lady Jane Douglas, who follows Katherine with such affectionate duty, I have nothing with certainty to say. It is not improbable that she was one of the numerous daughters of George, fourth Earl of Angus, among whom I find a Joan or Joanna.
The Palace at Westminster.
Enter OXFORD and DAWBENEY.
Oxf. No news from Scotland yet, my lord ?
any But what king Henry knows himself; I thought Our armies should have march'd that
his mind, It seems, is alter'd.
Oxf. Victory attends His standard everywhere.
Daw. Wise princes, Oxford, Fight not alone with forces. Providence Directs and tutors strength; else elephants, And barbed horses, might as well prevail, As the most subtile stratagems of war. Oxf. The Scottish king shew'd more than com
mon bravery, In proffer of a combat hand to hand With Surrey.
Daw. And but shew'd it: northern bloods
Oxf. Surrey, upon my life,
Daw. May he forfeit The honour of an English name, and nature, Who would not have embraced it with a greedi
As violent as hunger runs to food!
Enter King HENRY, in close Conversation with
Oxf. The king!
Daw. Oh, the game runs smooth
K. Hen. The train takes?
K. Hen. I knew it could not miss.
Daw. A slave!