2781Enter Worcester, [and] Sir Richard Vernon. Oh no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
5.2.22783The liberal and kind offer of the king.
'Twere best he did.
'Twere best he did. Then are we all undone.
5.2.52787The king should keep his word in loving us.
5.2.62788He will suspect us still, and find a time
5.2.72789To punish this offense in other faults.
5.2.82790Supposition all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes,
5.2.92791For treason is but trusted like the fox,
5.2.102792Who, never so tame, so cherished, and locked up,
5.2.112793Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
5.2.152797The better cherished still the nearer death.
5.2.162798My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;
5.2.172799It hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood,
5.2.192801A hare-brained Hotspur, governed by a spleen.
5.2.212803And on his father's. We did train him on,
5.2.222804And, his corruption being ta'en from us,
5.2.232805We as the spring of all shall pay for all.
5.2.242806Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know
Deliver what you will; I'll say 'tis so.
Here comes your cousin. My uncle is returned.
The king will bid you battle presently.
Defy him by the Lord of Westmorland.
Lord Douglas, go you and tell him so.
Marry, and shall, and very willingly.
There is no seeming mercy in the king.
Did you beg any? God forbid!
I told him gently of our grievances,
5.2.372822Of his oath-breaking, which he mended thus,
5.2.392824He calls us rebels, traitors, and will scourge
5.2.402825With haughty arms this hateful name in us.
Arm, gentlemen, to arms! For I have thrown
5.2.432829And Westmorland that was engaged did bear it,
5.2.442830Which cannot choose but bring him quickly on.
The Prince of Wales stepped forth before the king
5.2.462832And, nephew, challenged you to single fight.
Oh, would the quarrel lay upon our heads,
5.2.482834And that no man might draw short breath today
5.2.492835But I and Harry Monmouth! Tell me, tell me,
5.2.502836How showed his tasking? Seemed it in contempt?
No, by my soul, I never in my life
5.2.522838Did hear a challenge urged more modestly,
5.2.562842Trimmed up your praises with a princely tongue,
5.2.592845By still dispraising praise valued with you;
5.2.602846And, which became him like a prince indeed,
5.2.622848And chid his truant youth with such a grace
5.2.652851There did he pause; but let me tell the world,
Cousin, I think thou art enamourèd
5.2.722858But be he as he will, yet once ere night
5.2.732859I will embrace him with a soldier's arm,
5.2.752861Arm, arm, with speed! And fellows, soldiers, friends,
5.2.772863Than I, that have not well the gift of tongue,
My lord, here are letters for you.
I cannot read them now,
5.2.832869To spend that shortness basely were too long
5.2.862872An if we live, we live to tread on kings;
5.2.872873If die, brave death when princes die with us!
5.2.882874Now for our consciences: the arms are fair
5.2.892875When the intent of bearing them is just.
My lord, prepare; the king comes on apace.
I thank him that he cuts me from my tale,
5.2.932880Let each man do his best. And here draw I
5.2.952882With the best blood that I can meet withal
5.2.1002887For, heaven to earth, some of us never shall