Henry IV, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1598).
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Henry the fourth.
¶The King is almost wounded to the death,
¶And in the fortune of my Lord your sonne,
¶Prince Harry slaine outright, and both the Blunts
¶Kild by the hand of Dowglas, yong prince Iohn,
70And Westmerland and Stafford fled the field,
¶And Harry Monmouthes brawne, the hulke sir Iohn,
¶Came not till now to dignifie the times
75Since Cæsars fortunes.
¶Earle How is this deriu'd?
¶Saw you the field? came you from Shrewsbury?
¶A gentleman well bred, and of good name,
80That freely rendred me these newes for true.
¶Bar. My lord, I ouer-rode him on the way,
85And he is furnisht with no certainties,
¶More then he haply may retale from me.
¶Earle Now Trauers, what good tidings comes with you?
¶With ioyfull tidings, and being better horst,
90Out rode me, after him came spurring hard,
¶I did demand what newes from Shrewsbury,
95He told me that rebellion had bad lucke,
¶And that yong Harrie Percies spur was cold:
¶With that he gaue his able horse the head,
¶And bending forward, strooke his armed heeles,
¶He seem'd in running to deuoure the way,
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