_War._ Tut, that’s a foolish observation: Richard, be Duke of Gloucester. Now to London, To see these honours in possession. [_Exeunt._ ·cbf110· ACT III. SCENE I. _A forest in the north of England_. _Enter two_ Keepers, _with cross-bows in their hands_. _First Keep._ Under this thick-grown brake we’ll shroud ourselves; [cca001] For through this laund anon the deer will come; [cca002] And in this covert will we make our stand, [cca003] Culling the principal of all the deer. _Sec. Keep._ I’ll stay above the hill, so both may shoot. [cca005] _First Keep._ That cannot be; the noise of thy cross-bow Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. [cca007] Here stand we both, and aim we at the best: And, for the time shall not seem tedious, I’ll tell thee what befel me on a day ·cca010· In this self-place where now we mean to stand. _Sec. Keep._ Here comes a man; let’s stay till he be past. [cca012] _Enter_ KING HENRY, _disguised, with a prayer-book_. _K. Hen._ From Scotland am I stol’n, even of pure love, To greet mine own land with my wishful sight. [cca014] No, Harry, Harry, ’tis no land of thine; ·cca015· Thy place is fill’d, thy sceptre wrung from thee, Thy balm wash’d off wherewith thou wast anointed: [cca017] No bending knee will call thee Cæsar now, No humble suitors press to speak for right, [cca019] No, not a man comes for redress of thee; [cca020] For how can I help them, and not myself? _First Keep._ Ay, here’s a deer whose skin ’s a keeper’s fee: This is the quondam king; let’s seize upon him. _K. Hen._ Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, [cca024] For wise men say it is the wisest course. ·cca025· _Sec. Keep._ Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him. _First Keep._ Forbear awhile; we’ll hear a little more.