_York._ My lords of England, let me tell you this: 140 I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs And laboured all I could to do him right; But in this kind to come, in braving arms,[1265] Be his own carver and cut out his way, To find out right with wrong, it may not be;[1266] 145 And you that do abet him in this kind Cherish rebellion and are rebels all. _North._ The noble duke hath sworn his coming is[1267] But for his own; and for the right of that We all have strongly sworn to give him aid; 150 And let him ne'er see joy that breaks that oath![1268] _York._ Well, well, I see the issue of these arms: I cannot mend it, I must needs confess, Because my power is weak and all ill left: But if I could, by Him that gave me life, 155 I would attach you all and make you stoop Unto the sovereign mercy of the king; But since I cannot, be it known to you I do remain as neuter. So, fare you well;[1269] Unless you please to enter in the castle 160 And there repose you for this night.[1270] _Boling._ An offer, uncle, that we will accept: But we must win your grace to go with us To Bristol castle, which they say is held[1271] By Bushy, Bagot and their complices,[1272] 165 The caterpillars of the commonwealth, Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away. _York._ It may be I will go with you: but yet I'll pause;[1273] For I am loath to break our country's laws. Nor friends nor foes, to me welcome you are:[1274] 170 Things past redress are now with me past care. [_Exeunt._[1275] SCENE IV. _A camp in Wales._ _Enter_ SALISBURY _and a_ Welsh Captain.[1276] _Cap._ My Lord of Salisbury, we have stay'd ten days,[1277] And hardly kept our countrymen together,[1278] And yet we hear no tidings from the king; Therefore we will disperse ourselves: farewell.[1279] _Sal._ Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman: 5 The king reposeth all his confidence in thee.[1280] _Cap._ 'Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay. The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd[1281] And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven;[1282] The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth 10 And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change; Rich men look sad and ruffians dance and leap,[1283] The one in fear to lose what they enjoy, The other to enjoy by rage and war:[1284] These signs forerun the death or fall of kings.[1285] 15 Farewell: our countrymen are gone and fled, As well assured Richard their king is dead. [_Exit._[1286]