29702722The Prince of Wales from such a field as this,

29712723Where staind nobilitie lies troden on,

29722724And rebels armes triumphe in massacres.

29732725Ioh. We breath toolong, come coosen Westmerland

29742726Our dutie this way lies: For Gods sake come.

29752727Prin. By God thou hast deceiu'd me Lancaster,

29762728I did not thinke thee Lord of such a spirit,

29772729Before I lou'd thee as a brother Iohn,

29782730But now I do respect thee as my soule.

29792731King. I saw him hold Lord Percy at the poynt,

29802732With lustier maintenance then I did looke for

29812733Of such an vngrowne warrior.

29822734Prin. O this boy lends mettall to vs all. Exit.

29842735Doug. Another king, they grow like Hydraes heads,

29852736I am the Douglas fatall to all those

29862737That weare those colours on them. What art thou

29872738That counterfetst the person of a King?

29882739King. The king himself, who Douglas grieues at hart,

29892740So many of his shadowes thou hast met

29902741And not the verie king, I haue two boies

29912742Seeke Percy and thy selfe about the field,

29922743But seeing thou falst on me so luckily

29932744I will assay thee and defend thy selfe.

29942745Doug. I feare thou art another counterfet,

29952746And yet in faith thou bearest thee like a king,

29962747But mine I am sure thou art who ere thou be,

29972748And thus I winne thee.

29992750Prin. Hold vp thy head vile Scot, or thou art like

30002751Neuer to hold it vp againe, the spirits

30012752Of Valiant Sherly, Stafford, Blunt are in my armes,

30022753It is the Prince of Wales that threatens thee,

30032754Who neuer promiseth but he meanes to pay.

30052756Cheerly my Lord, how fares your grace?

30062757Sir Nicholas Gawsey hath for succour sent,

30072758And so hath Clifton, ile to Clifton straight.

30082759King. Stay and breath a while,

K2 Thou