2624I runne before King Harries victorie,

2725Who in a bloudy field by Shrewsbury,

2826Hath beaten downe yong Hot-spurre and his troopes,

2927Quenching the flame of bold rebellion,

3028Euen with the rebels bloud. But what meane I

3129To speake so true at first? my office is

3230To noyse abroad, that Harry Monmouth fell

3331Vnder the wrath of noble Hot-spurs sword,

3432And that the King before the Douglas rage,

3533Stoopt his annointed head as low as death.

3634This haue I rumour'd through the peasant townes,

3735Betweene that royall field of Shrewsbury,

3836And this worme-eaten hole of ragged stone,

3937When Hot-spurs father old Northumberland

4038Lies crafty sicke, the postes come tyring on,

4139And not a man of them brings other newes,

4240Than they haue learnt of me, from Rumors tongues,

4341They bring smooth comforts false, worse then true wrongs.

4744Bard. Who keepes the gate here ho? where is the Earle?

4945Porter What shall I say you are?

5046Bard. Tell thou the Earle,

5147That the Lord Bardolfe doth attend him heere.

5248Porter His Lordship is walkt forth into the orchard,

5349Please it your honor knocke but at the gate,

5450And he himselfe will answer. Enter the Earle Northumberland.

5651Bard. Here comes the Earle.

5752Earle. What newes Lord Bardolfe? euery minute now

5853Should be the father of some Stratagem,

5954The times are wild, contention like a horse,

6055Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose,

6156And beares downe all before him.

6257Bard. Noble Earle,

6358I bring you certaine newes from Shrewsbury.

6459Earle Good, and God will.