The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 4 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 4 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_North._ His noble kinsman: most degenerate king!
But, lords, we hear this fearful tempest sing,
Yet seek no shelter to avoid the storm;
We see the wind sit sore upon our sails,[1087] 265
And yet we strike not, but securely perish.
_Ross._ We see the very wreck that we must suffer;
And unavoided is the danger now,[1088]
For suffering so the causes of our wreck.
_North._ Not so; even through the hollow eyes of death 270
I spy life peering; but I dare not say[1089]
How near the tidings of our comfort is.
_Willo._ Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours.
_Ross._ Be confident to speak, Northumberland:
We three are but thyself; and, speaking so, 275
Thy words are but as thoughts; therefore, be bold.[1090]
_North._ Then thus: I have from Port le Blanc, a bay[1091][1092]
In Brittany, received intelligence[1092][1093]
That Harry Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,[1094]
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That late broke from the Duke of Exeter,
His brother, Archbishop late of Canterbury,[1095]
Sir Thomas Erpingham, Sir John Ramston,[1096]
Sir John Norbery, Sir Robert Waterton and Francis Quoint,[1097]
All these well furnish'd by the Duke of Bretagne 285
With eight tall ships, three thousand men of war.
Are making hither with all due expedience
And shortly mean to touch our northern shore:
Perhaps they had ere this, but that they stay
The first departing of the king for Ireland. 290
If then we shall shake off our slavish yoke,[1098]
Imp out our drooping country's broken wing,
Redeem from broking pawn the blemish'd crown,[1099]
Wipe off the dust that hides our sceptre's gilt[1100]
And make high majesty look like itself, 295
Away with me in post to Ravenspurgh;[1101]
But if you faint, as fearing to do so,
Stay and be secret, and myself will go.
_Ross._ To horse, to horse! urge doubts to them that fear.
_Willo._ Hold out my horse, and I will first be there. 300
[_Exeunt._
SCENE II. _The palace._[1102]
_Enter_ QUEEN, BUSHY, _and_ BAGOT.
_Bushy._ Madam, your majesty is too much sad.[1103]
You promised, when you parted with the king,
To lay aside life-harming heaviness,[1104]
And entertain a cheerful disposition.
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