Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iohn. Iohn.
Iohn. They know their duties.
Iohn. Enter Hastings.
Hast. Hast.
Hast. Our Army is dispers'd:
Hast. Like youthfull steeres, vnyoak'd, they tooke their course
Hast. East, West, North, South: or like a Schoole, broke vp,
Hast. Each hurryes towards his home, and sporting place.
West. West.
West. Good tidings (my Lord Hastings) for the which,
West. I doe arrest thee (Traytor) of high Treason:
West. And you Lord Arch‑bishop, and you Lord Mowbray,
West. Of Capitall Treason, I attach you both.
Mow. Mow.
Mow. Is this proceeding iust, and honorable?
West. Is your Assembly so?
Bish. Bish.
Bish. Will you thus breake your faith?