wards, what blows, what extremities he endured; and, in the reproof of this, lies the jest. P. Hen. Well, I'll go with thee; provide us all things necessary, and meet me to-morrow night in Eastcheap, there I'll sup. Farewell. Poins. Farewell, my Lord. [Exit Poiss. P. Hen. I know you all, and will a while uphold The unyok'd humour of your idleness: come, And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. [Exit. The same. SCENE. III. Another Room in the Palace. Enter King HENRY, NORTHUMBERLAND, WORCESTER, HOTSPUR, Sir WALTER BLUNT, and Others. K. Hen. My blood hath been too cold and temperate, Unapt to stir at these indignities, And you have found me; for, accordingly, And therefore lost that title of respect, Which the proud soul ne'er pays, but to the proud. Wor. Our house, my sovereign Liege, little deserves The scourge of greatness to be used on it; And that same greatness too which our own hands Have holp to make so portly. North. My Lord, K. Hen. Worcester, get thee gone, for I see danger And disobedience in thine eye: 0, Sir, Your presence is too bold and peremptory, You have good leave to leave us; when we need You were about to speak. -- [Exit WORCESTER. [To NORTHUMBERLAND. North. Yea, my good Lord. Those prisoners in your Highness' name der manded, Which Harry Percy here at Holmedon took, Either envy, therefore, or misprision. Hot. My Liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain Lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reap'd, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held He gave his nose, and took't away again; Who therewith angry, when it next came there, He question'd me; among the rest, demanded I then, all smarting, with my wounds being cold, Out of my grief and my impatience, He should, or he should not; mad, for he made me To see him shine so brisk, aud smell so sweet, And talk so like a waiting-gentlewoman, And telling me, the sovereign'st thing on earth And, I beseech you, let not his report Betwixt my love and your high Majesty. Blunt. The circumstance consider'd, good my Lord, Whatever Harry Percy then had said, To such a person, and in such a place, At such a time, with all the rest retold, May reasonably die, and never rise To do him wrong, or any way impeach; What then he said, so he unsay it now. K. Hen. Why, yet he doth deny his prisoners; But with proviso, and exception, That we, at our own charge, shall ransom straight No, No, on the barren mountains let him starve; For I shall never hold that man my friend, Whose tongue shall ask me for one penny cost To ransom home revolted Mortimer. Hot. Revolted Mortimer? He never did fall off, my sovereign Liege, Those mouthed wounds, which valiantly he took, He did confound the best part of an hour Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood; Colour her working with such deadly wounds; Then let him not be slander'd with revolt. He never did encounter with Glendower; He durst as well have met the devil alone, Art not ashamed? But, sirrah, henceforth VOL. IX. |