1500Prince. What hast thou found?

1501Peto. Nothing but Papers, my Lord.

1502Prince. Let's see, what be they? reade them.

1503Peto. Item, a Capon. ii.s.ii.d.

1504Item, Sawce iiii.d.

1505Item, Sacke, two Gallons. v.s.viii.d.

1506Item, Anchoues and Sacke after Supper. ii.s.vi.d.

1507Item, Bread. ob.

1508Prince. O monstrous, but one halfe penny-worth of

1509Bread to this intollerable deale of Sacke? What there is

1510else, keepe close, wee'le reade it at more aduantage: there

1511let him sleepe till day. Ile to the Court in the Morning:

1512Wee must all to the Warres, and thy place shall be hono-

1513rable. Ile procure this fat Rogue a Charge of Foot,

1514and I know his death will be a Match of Twelue-score.

1515The Money shall be pay'd backe againe with aduantage.

1516Be with me betimes in the Morning: and so good mor-

1517row Peto.

1518Peto. Good morrow, good my Lord.

1522Mort. These promises are faire, the parties sure,

1523And our induction full of prosperous hope.

1524Hotsp. Lord Mortimer, and Cousin Glendower,

1525Will you sit downe?

1526And Vnckle Worcester; a plague vpon it,

1527I haue forgot the Mappe.

1528Glend. No, here it is:

1529Sit Cousin Percy, sit good Cousin Hotspurre:

1530For by that Name, as oft as Lancaster doth speake of you,

1531His Cheekes looke pale, and with a rising sigh,

1532He wisheth you in Heauen.

1533Hotsp. And you in Hell, as oft as he heares Owen Glen-

1534dower spoke of.

1535Glend. I cannot blame him: At my Natiuitie,

1536The front of Heauen was full of fierie shapes,

1537Of burning Cressets: and at my Birth,

1538The frame and foundation of the Earth

1539Shak'd like a Coward.

1540Hotsp. Why so it would haue done at the same season,

1541if your Mothers Cat had but kitten'd, though your selfe

1542had neuer beene borne.

1543Glend. I say the Earth did shake when I was borne.

1544Hotsp. And I say the Earth was not of my minde,

1545If you suppose, as fearing you, it shooke.

1546Glend. The Heauens were all on fire, the Earth did

1547tremble.

1548Hotsp. Oh, then the Earth shooke

1549To see the Heauens on fire,

1550And not in feare of your Natiuitie.

1551Diseased Nature oftentimes breakes forth

1552In strange eruptions; and the teeming Earth

1553Is with a kinde of Collick pincht and vext,

1554By the imprisoning of vnruly Winde

1555Within her Wombe: which for enlargement striuing,

1556Shakes the old Beldame Earth, and tombles downe

1557Steeples, and mosse-growne Towers. At your Birth,

1558Our Grandam Earth, hauing this distemperature,

1559In passion shooke.

1560Glend. Cousin: of many men

1561I doe not beare these Crossings: Giue me leaue

1562To tell you once againe, that at my Birth

1563The front of Heauen was full of fierie shapes,

1564The Goates ranne from the Mountaines, and the Heards

1565Were strangely clamorous to the frighted fields:

1566These signes haue markt me extraordinarie,

1567And all the courses of my Life doe shew,

1568I am not in the Roll of common men.

1569Where is the Liuing, clipt in with the Sea,

1570That chides the Bankes of England, Scotland, and Wales,

1571Which calls me Pupill, or hath read to me?

1572And bring him out, that is but Womans Sonne,

1573Can trace me in the tedious wayes of Art,

1574And hold me pace in deepe experiments.

1575Hotsp. I thinke there's no man speakes better Welsh:

1576Ile to Dinner.

1577Mort. Peace cousin Percy, you will make him mad.

1578Glend. I can call Spirits from the vastie Deepe.

1579Hotsp. Why so can I, or so can any man:

1580But will they come, when you doe call for them?

1581Glend. Why, I can teach thee, Cousin, to command the

1582Deuill.

1583Hotsp. And I can teach thee, Cousin, to shame the Deuil,

1584By telling truth. Tell truth, and shame the Deuill.

1585If thou haue power to rayse him, bring him hither,

1586And Ile be sworne, I haue power to shame him hence.

1587Oh, while you liue, tell truth, and shame the Deuill.

1588Mort. Come, come, no more of this vnprofitable

1589Chat.

1590Glend. Three times hath Henry Bullingbrooke made head

1591Against my Power: thrice from the Banks of Wye,

1592And sandy-bottom'd Seuerne, haue I hent him

1593Bootlesse home, and Weather-beaten backe.

1594Hotsp. Home without Bootes,

1595And in foule Weather too,

1596How scapes he Agues in the Deuils name?

1597Glend. Come, heere's the Mappe:

1598Shall wee diuide our Right,

1599According to our three-fold order ta'ne?

1600Mort. The Arch-Deacon hath diuided it

1601Into three Limits, very equally:

1602England, from Trent, and Seuerne. hitherto,

1603By South and East, is to my part assign'd:

1604All Westward, Wales, beyond the Seuerne shore,

1605And all the fertile Land within that bound,

1606To Owen Glendower: And deare Couze, to you

1607The remnant Northward, lying off from Trent.

1608And our Indentures Tripartite are drawne:

1609Which being sealed enterchangeably,

1610(A Businesse that this Night may execute)

1611To morrow, Cousin Percy, you and I,

1612And my good Lord of Worcester, will set forth,

1613To meete your Father, and the Scottish Power,

1614As is appointed vs at Shrewsbury.

1615My Father Glendower is not readie yet,

1616Nor shall wee neede his helpe these foureteene dayes:

1617Within that space, you may haue drawne together

1618Your Tenants, Friends, and neighbouring Gentlemen.

1619Glend. A shorter time shall send me to you, Lords:

1620And in my Conduct shall your Ladies come,

1621From whom you now must steale, and take no leaue,

1622For there will be a World of Water shed,