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
_Hot._ His is certain, ours is doubtful.[2967]
_Wor._ Good cousin, be advised; stir not to-night. 5
_Ver._ Do not, my lord.
_Doug._ You do not counsel well:
You speak it out of fear and cold heart.[2968]
_Ver._ Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life,[2969]
And I dare well maintain it with my life,
If well-respected honour bid me on,[2970] 10
I hold as little counsel with weak fear
As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:[2971]
Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle[2972][2973]
Which of us fears.[2972]
_Doug._ Yea, or to-night.[2974]
_Ver._ Content.
_Hot._ To-night, say I. 15
_Ver._ Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much,[2975]
Being men of such great leading as you are,[2975][2976]
That you foresee not what impediments
Drag back our expedition: certain horse[2977]
Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up: 20
Your uncle Worcester's horse came but to-day;[2978]
And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
That not a horse is half the half of himself.[2979]
_Hot._ So are the horses of the enemy 25
In general, journey-bated and brought low:
The better part of ours are full of rest.
_Wor._ The number of the king exceedeth ours:[2980]
For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in.
[_The trumpet sounds a parley._
_Enter_ SIR WALTER BLUNT.
_Blunt._ I come with gracious offers from the king,[2981] 30
If you vouchsafe me hearing and respect.
_Hot._ Welcome, Sir Walter Blunt; and would to God
You were of our determination!
Some of us love you well; and even those some
Envy your great deservings and good name, 35
Because you are not of our quality,
But stand against us like an enemy.
_Blunt._ And God defend but still I should stand so,[2982]
So long as out of limit and true rule
You stand against anointed majesty. 40
But to my charge. The king hath sent to know[2983]
The nature of your griefs, and whereupon
You conjure from the breast of civil peace[2984]
Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land[2985]
Audacious cruelty. If that the king 45
Have any way your good deserts forgot,[2986]
Which he confesseth to be manifold,
He bids you name your griefs; and with all speed[2987]
You shall have your desires with interest[2988]
And pardon absolute for yourself and these 50
Herein misled by your suggestion.
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