The Historie.
427408Ran fearefully among the trembling reedes,
428409And hid his cri
spe-head in the hollow banke,
429410Bloud-
stained with the
se valiant combatants,
430411Neuer did bare and rotten pollicy
431412Colour her working with
such deadly wounds,
432413Nor neuer could the noble Mortimer
433414Receiue
so many, and all willingly,
434415Then let not him be
slandered with reuolt.
435416King. Thou do
st bely him Percy, thou do
st bely him,
436417He neuer did encounter with Glendower:
437418I tel thee, he dur
st as well haue met the diuell alone,
438419As Owen Glendower for an enemy.
439420Art thou not a
sham'd? but
sirrha, henceforth
440421Let me not heare you
speake of Mortimer:
441422Send me your pri
soners with the
speedie
st meanes,
442423Or you
shal heare in
such a kind from me
443424As will di
splea
se you. My Lord Northumberland:
444425We licence your departure with your
sonne,
445426Send vs your pri
soners, or you wil heare of it.
Exit King
446427Hot. And if the diuel come and rore for them
447428I wil not
send them: I will after
straight
448429And tel him
so, for I will ea
se my hart,
449430Albeit I make a hazard of my head.
450431Nor. What? dronk with choler,
stay, & pau
se a while,
451432Here comes your vncle.
Enter Wor. 452433Hot. Speake of Mortimer?
453434Zounds I will
speake of him, and let my
soule
454435Want mercy if I do not ioine with him:
455436Yea on his part, ile empty all the
se vaines,
456437And
shed my deere bloud, drop by drop in the du
st,
457438But
I will lift the down-trod Mortimer
458439As high in the aire as this vnthankefull king,
459440As this ingrate and cankred Bullingbrooke.
460441Nor. Brother, the king hath made your nephew mad.
461442Wor. Who
strooke this heat vp after I was gone?
462443Hot. He wil for
sooth haue all my pri
soners,
463444And when I vrg'd the ran
some once againe
464445Of my wiues brother, then his cheeke lookt pale,
And