THROUGH COVENTRY WITH THEM. THAT'S FLAT" Act 4. Scene 3. London Published by Thomas Legg. Cheapside Sep. 25.1813. Printed by Dixon West. Ay, but, sir John, methinks they are exceeding poor and bare; too beggarly. Fal. 'Faith, for their poverty,-I know not where they had that: and for their bareness,-I am sure, they never learned that of me. P. Hen. No, I'll be sworn; unless you call three fingers on the ribs, bare. But, sirrah, make haste; Percy is already in the field. Fal. What, is the king encamped? West. He is, sir John; I fear, we shall stay too long. Fal. Well, To the latter end of a fray, and the beginning of a feast, Fits a dull fighter, and a keen guest. [Exeunt, SCENE III.-The rebel camp near Shrewsbury. Enter HOTSPUR, WORCESTER, DOUGLAS, and VERNON. Hot. We'll fight with him to-night. Wor. Doug. You give him then advantage. It may not be. Not a whit. Hot. Why say you so? looks he not for supply? Hot. His is certain, ours is doubtful. Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to-night. Ver. Do not, my lord. Doug. Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life, Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle, Which of us fears. Doug. Yea, or to-night. Content. Hot. To-night, say I. Ver. Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much, being men of such great leading, Hot. So are the horses of the enemy In general, journey-bated, and brought low; Wor. The number of the king exceedeth ours: [The trumpet sounds a parley Enter Sir WALTER BLUNT Blunt. I come with gracious offers from the king, 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 Because you are not of our quality, But stand against us like an enemy. Blunt. And God defend, but still I should stand so, So long as, out of limit, and true rule, But, to my charge.-The king hath sent to know Have any way your good deserts forgot,— He bids you name your griefs; and, with all speed, And pardon absolute for yourself, and these, Hot. The king is kind; and, well we know, the king |