it right. I remember at Mile‑end‑Greene, when I lay
at
Clements Inne, I was then Sir
Dagonet in
Arthures
[1770]
Show: there was a little quiuer fellow, and hee would
manage you his Peece thus: and hee would about,
and about, and come you in, and come you in: Rah,
tah, tah, would hee say, Bownce would hee say, and
away againe would hee goe, and againe would he come:
[1775]
I shall neuer see such a fellow.
Falst.
These fellowes will doe well, Master
Shallow.
Farewell Master
Silence, I will not vse many wordes with
you: fare you well, Gentlemen both: I thanke you:
I must a dozen mile to night.
Bardolph, giue the Souldiers
[1780]
Coates.
Shal.
Sir
Iohn, Heauen blesse you, and prosper your
Affaires, and send vs Peace. As you returne, visit
my house. Let our old acquaintance be renewed: per
aduenture I will with you to the Court.
Falst.
[1785]
I would you would, Master
Shallow.
Shal.
Go‑too: I haue spoke at a word. Fare you
well.
Exit.Falst.
Fare you well, gentle Gentlemen. On
Bar
dolph, leade the men away. As I returne, I will fetch off
[1790]
these Iustices: I doe see the bottome of Iustice
Shal
low
. How subiect wee old men are to this vice of Ly
ing? This same staru'd Iustice hath done nothing but
prate to me of the wildenesse of his Youth, and the
Feates hee hath done about Turnball‑street, and euery
[1795]
third word a Lye, duer pay'd to the hearer, then the
Turkes Tribute. I doe remember him at
Clements Inne,
like a man made after Supper, of a Cheese‑paring. When
hee was naked, hee was, for all the world, like a forked
Radish, with a Head fantastically caru'd vpon it with a
[1800]
Knife. Hee was so forlorne, that his Dimensions (to
any thicke fight) were inuincible. Hee was the very
Genius of Famine: hee came euer in the rereward of
the Fashion: And now is this Vices Dagger become a
Squire, and talks as familiarly of
Iohn of Gaunt, as if
[1805]
hee had beene sworne Brother to him: and Ile be sworne
hee neuer saw him but once in the Tilt‑yard, and then he
burst his Head, for crowding among the Marshals men.
I saw it, and told
Iohn of Gaunt, hee beat his owne
Name, for you might haue truss'd him and all his Ap
[1810]
parrell into an Eele‑skinne: the Case of a Treble Hoe
boy was a Mansion for him: a Court: and now hath
hee Land, and Beeues. Well, I will be acquainted with
him, if I returne: and it shall goe hard, but I will make
him a Philosophers two Stones to me. If the young
[1815]
Dace be a Bayt for the old Pike, I see no reason, in the
Law of Nature, but I may snap at him. Let time shape,
and there an end.
Exeunt.
Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.
[Act 4, Scene 1]
Enter the Arch‑bishop, Mowbray, Hastngs,
Westmerland, Coleuile.
Bish.What is this Forrest call'd?Hast.Tis Gualtree Forrest, and't shall please your
Grace.
Bish.
[1820]
Here stand (my Lords) and send discouerers forth,To know the numbers of our Enemies.Hast. Wee
Actus Quartus. Scena Prima.
[Act 4, Scene 1]
Enter the Arch‑bishop, Mowbray, Hastngs,
Westmerland, Coleuile.
Bish.What is this Forrest call'd?Hast.Tis Gualtree Forrest, and't shall please your
Grace.
Bish.
[1820]
Here stand (my Lords) and send discouerers forth,To know the numbers of our Enemies.Hast.Wee haue sent forth alreadie.Bish.'Tis well done.My Friends, and Brethren (in these great Affaires)
[1825]
I must acquaint you, that I haue receiu'dNew‑dated Letters from
Northumberland:Their cold intent, tenure, and substance thus.Here doth hee wish his Person, with such PowersAs might hold fortance with his Qualitie,
[1830]
The which hee could not leuie: whereuponHee is rety r'd, to ripe his growing Fortunes,To Scotland; and concludes in heartie prayers,That your Attempts may ouer‑liue the hazard,And fearefull meeting of their Opposite.Mow.
[1835]
Thus do the hopes we haue in him, touch ground,And dash themselues to pieces.Enter a Messenger.Hast.Now? what newes?Mess.West of this Forrest, scarcely off a mile,In goodly forme, comes on the Enemie:
[1840]
And by the ground they hide, I iudge their numberVpon, or neere, the rate of thirtie thousand.Mow.The iust proportion that we gaue them out.Let vs sway‑on, and face them in the field.Enter Westmterland.Bish.What well‑appointed Leader fronts vs here?Mow.
[1845]
I thinke it is my Lord of Westmerland.West.Health, and faire greeting from our Generall,The Prince, Lord
Iohn, and Duke of Lancaster.
Bish.Say on (my Lord of Westmerland) in peace:What doth concerne your comming?West.
[1850]
Then (my Lord)Vnto your Grace doe I in chiefe addresseThe substance of my Speech. If that RebellionCame like it selfe, in base and abiect Routs,Led on by bloodie Youth, guarded with Rage,
[1855]
And countenanc'd by Boyes, and Beggerie:I say, if damn'd Commotion so appeare,In his true, natiue, and most proper shape,You (Reuerend Father, and these Noble Lords)Had not beene here, to dresse the ougly forme
[1860]
Of base, and bloodie Insurrection,With your faire Honors. You, Lord Arch‑bishop,Whose Sea is by a Ciuill Peace maintain'd,Whose Beard, the Siluer Hand of Peace hath touch'd,Whose Learning, and good Letters, Peace hath tutor'd,
[1865]
Whose white Inuestments figure Innocence,The Doue, and very blessed Spirit of Peace.Wherefore doe you so ill translate your selfe,Out of the Speech of Peace, that beares such grace,Into the harsh and boystrous Tongue of Warre?
[1870]
Turning your Bookes to Graues, your Inke to Blood,Your Pennes to Launces, and your Tongue diuineTo a lowd Trumpet, and a Point of Warre.Bish.Wherefore doe I this? so the Question stands.Briefely to this end: Wee are all diseas'd,
[1875]
And with our surfetting and wanton howres,Haue brought our selues into a burning Feuer,And wee must bleede for it: of which Disease,Our late King
Richard (being infected) dy'd.
But (my most Noble Lord of Westmerland)
[1880]
I take not on me here as a Physician,Nor doe I, as an Enemie to Peace,Troope in the Throngs of Militarie men:But rather shew a while like fearefull Warre,To dyet ranke Mindes, sicke of happinesse,
[1885]
And purge th'obstructions, which begin to stopOur very Veines of Life: heare me more plainely.I haue in equall balance iustly weigh'd,What wrongs our Arms may do, what wrongs we suffer,And finde our Griefes heauier then our Offences.
[1890]
Wee see which way the streame of Time doth runne,And are enforc'd from our most quiet there,By the rough Torrent of Occasion,And haue the summarie of all our Griefes(When time shall serue) to shew in Articles;
[1895]
Which long ere this, wee offer'd to the King,And might, by no Suit, gayne our Audience:When wee are wrong'd, and would vnfold our Griefes,Wee are deny'd accesse vnto his Person,Euen by those men, that most haue done vs wrong.
[1900]
The dangers of the dayes but newly gone,Whose memorie is written on the EarthWith yet appearing blood; and the examplesOf every Minutes instance (present now)Hath put vs in these ill‑beseeming Armes:
[1905]
Not to breake Peace, or any Branch of it,But to establish here a Peace indeede,Concurring both in Name and Qualitie.West.When euer yet was your Appeale deny'd?Wherein haue you beene galled by the King
?
[1910]
What Peere hath beene suborn'd, to grate on you,That you should seale this lawlesse bloody BookeOf forg'd Rebellion, with a Seale diuine?Bish.My Brother generall, the Common‑Wealth,I make my Quarrell, in particular.West.
[1915]
There is no neede of any such redresse:Or if there were, it not belongs to you.Mow.Why not to him in part, and to vs all,That feele the bruizes of the dayes before,And suffer the Condition of these Times
[1920]
To lay a heauie and vnequall Hand vpon our Honors?West.O my good Lord
Mowbray,
Construe the Times to their Necessities,And you shall say (indeede) it is the Time,And not the King, that doth you iniuries.
[1925]
Yet for your part, it not appeares to me,Either from the King, or in the present Time,That you should haue an ynch of any groundTo build a Griefe on: were you not restor'dTo all the Duke of Norfolkes Seignories,
[1930]
Your Noble, and right well‑remembred Fathers?Mow.What thing, in Honor, had my Father lost,That need to be reuiu'd, and breath'd in me?The King that lou'd him, as the State stood then,Was forc'd, perforce compell'd to banish him:
[1935]
And then, that
Henry Bullingbrooke and hee
Being mounted, and both rowsed in their SeatesTheir neighing Coursers daring of the Spurre,Their armed Staues in charge, their Beauers downe,Their eyes of fire, sparkling through sights of Steele,
[1940]
And the lowd Trumpet blowing them together:Then, then, when there was nothing could haue stay'dMy Father from the Breast of
Bulling brooke;
O, when the King did throw his Warder downe,(His owne Life hung vpon the staffe hee threw)
[1945]
Then threw hee downe himselfe, and all their Liues,That by Indictment, and by dint of Sword,Haue since mis‑carried vnder
Bullingbrooke.
West.You speak (Lord
Mowbray) now you know not what.
The Earle of Hereford was reputed then
[1950]
In England the most valiant Gentleman.Who knowes, on whom Fortune would then haue smil'd?But if your Father had beene Victor there,Hee ne're had borne it out of Couentry.For all the Countrey, in a generall voyce,
[1955]
Cry'd hate vpon him: and all their prayers, and loue,Were set on
Herford, whom they doted on,
And bless'd, and grac'd, and did more then the King.But this is meere digression from my purpose.Here come I from our Princely Generall,
[1960]
To know your Griefes; to tell you, from his Grace,That hee will giue you Audience: and whereinIt shall appeare, that your demands are iust,You shall enioy them, euery thing set off,That might so much as thinke you Enemies.Mow.
[1965]
But hee hath forc'd vs to compell this Offer,And it proceedes from Pollicy, not Loue.West.Mowbray, you ouer‑weene to take it so:
This Offer comes from Mercy, not from Feare.For loe, within a Ken our Army lyes,
[1970]
Vpon mine Honor, all too confidentTo giue admittance to a thought of feare.Our Battaile is more full of Names then yours,Our Men more perfect in the vse of Armes,Our Armor all as strong, our Cause the best;
[1975]
Then Reason will, our hearts should be as good.Say you not then, our Offer is compell'd.Mow.Well, by my will, wee shall admit no Parley.West.That argues but the shame of your offence:A rotten Case abides no handling.Hast.
[1980]
Hath the Prince
Iohn a full Commissison,
In very ample vertue of hrs Father,To heare, and absolutely to determineOf what Conditions wee shall stand vpon?West.That is intended in the Generals Name:
[1985]
I muse you make so slight a Question.Bish.Then take (my Lord of Westmerland) this Schedule,For this containes our generall Grieuances:Each seuerall Article herein redress'd,All members of our Cause, both here, and hence,
[1990]
That are insinewed to this Action,Acquitted by a true substantiall forme,And present execution of our wills,To vs, and to our purposes confin'd,Wee come within our awfull Banks againe,
[1995]
And knit our Powers to the Arme of Peace.West.This will I shew the Generall. Please you Lords,In sight of both our Battailes, wee may meeteAt either end in peace: which Heauen so frame,Or to the place of difference call the Swords,
[2000]
Which must decide it.Bish.My Lord, wee will doe so.Mow.There is a thing within my Bosome tells me,That no Conditions of our Peace can stand.Hast.Feare you not, that if wee can make our Peace
[2005]
Vpon such large termes, and so absolute,As our Conditions shall consist vpon,Our Peace shall stand as firme as Rockie Mountaines.Mow.I, but our valuation shall be such,That euery slight, and false‑deriued Cause,
[2010]
Yea, every idle, nice, and wanton Reason,Shall, to the King, taste of this Action:That were our Royall faiths, Martyrs in Loue,Wee shall be winnowed with so rough a winde,That euen our Corne shall seeme as light as Chaffe,
[2015]
And good from bad finde no partition.Bish.No, no (my Lord) note this: the King is wearieOf daintie, and such picking Grieuances:For hee hath found, to end one doubt by Death,Reuiues two greater in the Heires of Life.
[2020]
And therefore will hee wipe his Tables cleane,And keepe no Tell‑tale to his Memorie,That may repeat, and Historie his losse,To new remembrance. For full well hee knowes,Hee cannot so precisely weede this Land,
[2025]
As his mis‑doubts present occasion:His foes are so en‑rooted with his friends,That plucking to vnfixe an Enemie,Hee doth vnfasten so, and shake a friend.So that this Land, like an offensiue wife,
[2030]
That hath enrag'd him on, to offer strokes,As he is striking, holds his Infant vp,And hangs resolu'd Correction in the Arme,That was vprear'd to execution.Hast.Besides, the King hath wasted all his Rods,
[2035]
On late Offenders, that he now doth lackeThe very Instruments of Chasticement:So that his power, like to a Fanglesse LionMay offer, but not hold.Bish.'Tis very true:
[2040]
And therefore be assur'd (my good Lord Marshal)If we do now make our attonement well,Our Peace, will (like a broken Limbe vnited)Grow stronger, for the breaking.Mow.Be it so:
[2045]
Heere is return'd my Lord of Westmerland.Enter Westmerland.West.The Prince is here at hand: pleaseth your LordshipTo meet his Grace, iustl distance 'tweene our Armies
?Mow.Your Grace of Yorke, in heauen's name then
forward.
Bish.Before, and greet his Grace (my Lord) we come.
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<l n="1842">The iust proportion that we gaue them out.</l>
<l n="1843">Let vs sway‑on, and face them in the field.</l>
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<l n="1850">Then (my Lord)</l>
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<l n="1852">The substance of my Speech. If that Rebellion</l>
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<l n="1855">And countenanc'd by Boyes, and Beggerie:</l>
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<l n="1865">Whose white Inuestments figure Innocence,</l>
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<l n="1867">Wherefore doe you so ill translate your selfe,</l>
<l n="1868">Out of the Speech of Peace, that beares such grace,</l>
<l n="1869">Into the harsh and boystrous Tongue of Warre?</l>
<l n="1870">Turning your Bookes to Graues, your Inke to Blood,</l>
<l n="1871">Your Pennes to Launces, and your Tongue diuine</l>
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<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="1873">Wherefore doe I this? so the Question stands.</l>
<l n="1874">Briefely to this end: Wee are all diseas'd,</l>
<l n="1875">And with our surfetting and wanton howres,</l>
<l n="1876">Haue brought our selues into a burning Feuer,</l>
<l n="1877">And wee must bleede for it: of which Disease,</l>
<l n="1878">Our late King<hi rend="italic">Richard</hi>(being infected) dy'd.</l>
<l n="1879">But (my most Noble Lord of Westmerland)</l>
<l n="1880">I take not on me here as a Physician,</l>
<l n="1881">Nor doe I, as an Enemie to Peace,</l>
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<l n="1882">Troope in the Throngs of Militarie men:</l>
<l n="1883">But rather shew a while like fearefull Warre,</l>
<l n="1884">To dyet ranke Mindes, sicke of happinesse,</l>
<l n="1885">And purge th'obstructions, which begin to stop</l>
<l n="1886">Our very Veines of Life: heare me more plainely.</l>
<l n="1887">I haue in equall balance iustly weigh'd,</l>
<l n="1888">What wrongs our Arms may do, what wrongs we suffer,</l>
<l n="1889">And finde our Griefes heauier then our Offences.</l>
<l n="1890">Wee see which way the streame of Time doth runne,</l>
<l n="1891">And are enforc'd from our most quiet there,</l>
<l n="1892">By the rough Torrent of Occasion,</l>
<l n="1893">And haue the summarie of all our Griefes</l>
<l n="1894">(When time shall serue) to shew in Articles;</l>
<l n="1895">Which long ere this, wee offer'd to the King,</l>
<l n="1896">And might, by no Suit, gayne our Audience:</l>
<l n="1897">When wee are wrong'd, and would vnfold our Griefes,</l>
<l n="1898">Wee are deny'd accesse vnto his Person,</l>
<l n="1899">Euen by those men, that most haue done vs wrong.</l>
<l n="1900">The dangers of the dayes but newly gone,</l>
<l n="1901">Whose memorie is written on the Earth</l>
<l n="1902">With yet appearing blood; and the examples</l>
<l n="1903">Of every Minutes instance (present now)</l>
<l n="1904">Hath put vs in these ill‑beseeming Armes:</l>
<l n="1905">Not to breake Peace, or any Branch of it,</l>
<l n="1906">But to establish here a Peace indeede,</l>
<l n="1907">Concurring both in Name and Qualitie.</l>
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<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1908">When euer yet was your Appeale deny'd?</l>
<l n="1909">Wherein haue you beene galled by the King<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
<l n="1910">What Peere hath beene suborn'd, to grate on you,</l>
<l n="1911">That you should seale this lawlesse bloody Booke</l>
<l n="1912">Of forg'd Rebellion, with a Seale diuine?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="1913">My Brother generall, the Common‑Wealth,</l>
<l n="1914">I make my Quarrell, in particular.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1915">There is no neede of any such redresse:</l>
<l n="1916">Or if there were, it not belongs to you.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="1917">Why not to him in part, and to vs all,</l>
<l n="1918">That feele the bruizes of the dayes before,</l>
<l n="1919">And suffer the Condition of these Times</l>
<l n="1920">To lay a heauie and vnequall Hand vpon our Honors?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1921">O my good Lord<hi rend="italic">Mowbray</hi>,</l>
<l n="1922">Construe the Times to their Necessities,</l>
<l n="1923">And you shall say (indeede) it is the Time,</l>
<l n="1924">And not the King, that doth you iniuries.</l>
<l n="1925">Yet for your part, it not appeares to me,</l>
<l n="1926">Either from the King, or in the present Time,</l>
<l n="1927">That you should haue an ynch of any ground</l>
<l n="1928">To build a Griefe on: were you not restor'd</l>
<l n="1929">To all the Duke of Norfolkes Seignories,</l>
<l n="1930">Your Noble, and right well‑remembred Fathers?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="1931">What thing, in Honor, had my Father lost,</l>
<l n="1932">That need to be reuiu'd, and breath'd in me?</l>
<l n="1933">The King that lou'd him, as the State stood then,</l>
<l n="1934">Was forc'd, perforce compell'd to banish him:</l>
<l n="1935">And then, that<hi rend="italic">Henry Bullingbrooke</hi>and hee</l>
<l n="1936">Being mounted, and both rowsed in their Seates</l>
<l n="1937">Their neighing Coursers daring of the Spurre,</l>
<l n="1938">Their armed Staues in charge, their Beauers downe,</l>
<l n="1939">Their eyes of fire, sparkling through sights of Steele,</l>
<l n="1940">And the lowd Trumpet blowing them together:</l>
<l n="1941">Then, then, when there was nothing could haue stay'd</l>
<l n="1942">My Father from the Breast of<hi rend="italic">Bulling brooke</hi>;</l>
<l n="1943">O, when the King did throw his Warder downe,</l>
<l n="1944">(His owne Life hung vpon the staffe hee threw)</l>
<l n="1945">Then threw hee downe himselfe, and all their Liues,</l>
<l n="1946">That by Indictment, and by dint of Sword,</l>
<l n="1947">Haue since mis‑carried vnder<hi rend="italic">Bullingbrooke</hi>.</l>
</sp>
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<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1948">You speak (Lord<hi rend="italic">Mowbray</hi>) now you know not what.</l>
<l n="1949">The Earle of Hereford was reputed then</l>
<l n="1950">In England the most valiant Gentleman.</l>
<l n="1951">Who knowes, on whom Fortune would then haue smil'd?</l>
<l n="1952">But if your Father had beene Victor there,</l>
<l n="1953">Hee ne're had borne it out of Couentry.</l>
<l n="1954">For all the Countrey, in a generall voyce,</l>
<l n="1955">Cry'd hate vpon him: and all their prayers, and loue,</l>
<l n="1956">Were set on<hi rend="italic">Herford</hi>, whom they doted on,</l>
<l n="1957">And bless'd, and grac'd, and did more then the King.</l>
<l n="1958">But this is meere digression from my purpose.</l>
<l n="1959">Here come I from our Princely Generall,</l>
<l n="1960">To know your Griefes; to tell you, from his Grace,</l>
<l n="1961">That hee will giue you Audience: and wherein</l>
<l n="1962">It shall appeare, that your demands are iust,</l>
<l n="1963">You shall enioy them, euery thing set off,</l>
<l n="1964">That might so much as thinke you Enemies.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="1965">But hee hath forc'd vs to compell this Offer,</l>
<l n="1966">And it proceedes from Pollicy, not Loue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1967">
<hi rend="italic">Mowbray</hi>, you ouer‑weene to take it so:</l>
<l n="1968">This Offer comes from Mercy, not from Feare.</l>
<l n="1969">For loe, within a Ken our Army lyes,</l>
<l n="1970">Vpon mine Honor, all too confident</l>
<l n="1971">To giue admittance to a thought of feare.</l>
<l n="1972">Our Battaile is more full of Names then yours,</l>
<l n="1973">Our Men more perfect in the vse of Armes,</l>
<l n="1974">Our Armor all as strong, our Cause the best;</l>
<l n="1975">Then Reason will, our hearts should be as good.</l>
<l n="1976">Say you not then, our Offer is compell'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="1977">Well, by my will, wee shall admit no Parley.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1978">That argues but the shame of your offence:</l>
<l n="1979">A rotten Case abides no handling.</l>
</sp>
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<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="1980">Hath the Prince<hi rend="italic">Iohn</hi>a full Commissison,</l>
<l n="1981">In very ample vertue of hrs Father,</l>
<l n="1982">To heare, and absolutely to determine</l>
<l n="1983">Of what Conditions wee shall stand vpon?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1984">That is intended in the Generals Name:</l>
<l n="1985">I muse you make so slight a Question.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="1986">Then take (my Lord of Westmerland) this Schedule,</l>
<l n="1987">For this containes our generall Grieuances:</l>
<l n="1988">Each seuerall Article herein redress'd,</l>
<l n="1989">All members of our Cause, both here, and hence,</l>
<l n="1990">That are insinewed to this Action,</l>
<l n="1991">Acquitted by a true substantiall forme,</l>
<l n="1992">And present execution of our wills,</l>
<l n="1993">To vs, and to our purposes confin'd,</l>
<l n="1994">Wee come within our awfull Banks againe,</l>
<l n="1995">And knit our Powers to the Arme of Peace.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="1996">This will I shew the Generall. Please you Lords,</l>
<l n="1997">In sight of both our Battailes, wee may meete</l>
<l n="1998">At either end in peace: which Heauen so frame,</l>
<l n="1999">Or to the place of difference call the Swords,</l>
<l n="2000">Which must decide it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2001">My Lord, wee will doe so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2002">There is a thing within my Bosome tells me,</l>
<l n="2003">That no Conditions of our Peace can stand.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-has">
<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="2004">Feare you not, that if wee can make our Peace</l>
<l n="2005">Vpon such large termes, and so absolute,</l>
<l n="2006">As our Conditions shall consist vpon,</l>
<l n="2007">Our Peace shall stand as firme as Rockie Mountaines.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2008">I, but our valuation shall be such,</l>
<l n="2009">That euery slight, and false‑deriued Cause,</l>
<l n="2010">Yea, every idle, nice, and wanton Reason,</l>
<l n="2011">Shall, to the King, taste of this Action:</l>
<l n="2012">That were our Royall faiths, Martyrs in Loue,</l>
<l n="2013">Wee shall be winnowed with so rough a winde,</l>
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<l n="2014">That euen our Corne shall seeme as light as Chaffe,</l>
<l n="2015">And good from bad finde no partition.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2016">No, no (my Lord) note this: the King is wearie</l>
<l n="2017">Of daintie, and such picking Grieuances:</l>
<l n="2018">For hee hath found, to end one doubt by Death,</l>
<l n="2019">Reuiues two greater in the Heires of Life.</l>
<l n="2020">And therefore will hee wipe his Tables cleane,</l>
<l n="2021">And keepe no Tell‑tale to his Memorie,</l>
<l n="2022">That may repeat, and Historie his losse,</l>
<l n="2023">To new remembrance. For full well hee knowes,</l>
<l n="2024">Hee cannot so precisely weede this Land,</l>
<l n="2025">As his mis‑doubts present occasion:</l>
<l n="2026">His foes are so en‑rooted with his friends,</l>
<l n="2027">That plucking to vnfixe an Enemie,</l>
<l n="2028">Hee doth vnfasten so, and shake a friend.</l>
<l n="2029">So that this Land, like an offensiue wife,</l>
<l n="2030">That hath enrag'd him on, to offer strokes,</l>
<l n="2031">As he is striking, holds his Infant vp,</l>
<l n="2032">And hangs resolu'd Correction in the Arme,</l>
<l n="2033">That was vprear'd to execution.</l>
</sp>
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<speaker rend="italic">Hast.</speaker>
<l n="2034">Besides, the King hath wasted all his Rods,</l>
<l n="2035">On late Offenders, that he now doth lacke</l>
<l n="2036">The very Instruments of Chasticement:</l>
<l n="2037">So that his power, like to a Fanglesse Lion</l>
<l n="2038">May offer, but not hold.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2039">'Tis very true:</l>
<l n="2040">And therefore be assur'd (my good Lord Marshal)</l>
<l n="2041">If we do now make our attonement well,</l>
<l n="2042">Our Peace, will (like a broken Limbe vnited)</l>
<l n="2043">Grow stronger, for the breaking.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2044">Be it so:</l>
<l n="2045">Heere is return'd my Lord of Westmerland.</l>
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<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Westmerland.</stage>
<sp who="#F-2h4-wes">
<speaker rend="italic">West.</speaker>
<l n="2046">The Prince is here at hand: pleaseth your Lordship</l>
<l n="2047">To meet his Grace, iustl distance 'tweene our Armies<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-mow">
<speaker rend="italic">Mow.</speaker>
<l n="2048">Your Grace of Yorke, in heauen's name then
<lb/>forward.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-2h4-scr">
<speaker rend="italic">Bish.</speaker>
<l n="2049">Before, and greet his Grace (my Lord) we come.</l>
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