543522Ile keepe them by this hand.

544523Wor. You, start away,

545524And lend no eare vnto my purposes:

546525Those prisoners you shall keepe.

547526Hot. Nay I will: thats flat:

548527He said he would not ransome Mortimer,

549528Forbad my tongue to speake of Mortimer,

550529But I will find him when he lies asleepe,

551530And in his eare ile hollow Mortimer:

552531Nay, ile haue a starling shalbe taught to speake

553532Nothing but Mortimer, and giue it him

554533To keepe his anger still in motion.

555534Wor. Heare you cosen a word.

556535Hot. All studies here I solemnly defie,

557536Saue how to gall and pinch this Bullenbrooke,

558537And that same sword and buckler Prince of Wales,

559538But that I thinke his father loues him not,

560539And would be glad he met with some mischance:

561540I would haue him poisoned with a pot of ale.

562541Wor. Farewel kinsman, ile talke to you

563542When you are better temperd to attend.

564543Nor. Why what a waspe-stung and impatient foole

565544Art thou? to breake into this womans moode,

566545Tying thine eare to no toung but thine owne?

567546Hot. Why looke you, I am whipt and scourg'd with rods,

568547Netled, and stung with pismires, when I heare

569548Of this vile polititian Bullingbrooke,

570549In Richards time, what do you call the place?

571550A plague vpon it, it is in Glocestershire;

572551Twas where the mad-cap duke his vncle kept

573552His vncle Yorke, where I first bowed my knee

574553Vnto this king of smiles, this Bullenbrooke:

575554Zbloud, when you and he came backe from Rauenspurgh.

576555North. At Barkly castle. Hot. You say true.

578556Why what a candy deale of curtesie,

579557This fawning greyhound then did profer me,

580558Looke when his infant fortune came to age,

581559And gentle Harry Percy, and kind coosen:

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