14971336And the deuision of our amitie.

14981337War. There is a historie in all mens liues,

14991338Figuring the natures of the times deceast:

15001339The which obseru'd, a man may prophecie,

15011340With a neere ayme of the maine chance of things,

15021341As yet not come to life, who in their seedes,

15031342And weake beginning lie intreasured:

15041343Such thinges become the hatch and broode of time,

15051344And by the necessary forme of this,

15061345King Richard might create a perfect guesse,

15071346That great Northumberland then false to him,

15081347Would of that seede growe to a greater falsenesse,

15091348Which should not find a ground to roote vpon

15101349Vnlesse on you.

15111350King. Are these thinges then necessities,

15121351Then let vs meet them like necessities,

15131352And that same word euen now cries out on vs:

15141353They say the Bishop and Northumberland,

15151354Are fiftie thousand strong.

15161355War. It cannot be my Lord,

15171356Rumour doth double like the voice, and eccho

15181357The numbers of the feared, please it your grace,

15191358To go to bedde: vpon my soule, my Lord,

15201359The Powers that you alreadie haue sent foorth,

15211360Shall bring this prise in very easily:

15221361To comfort you the more, I haue receiued,

15231362A certain instance that Glendour is dead:

15241363Your Maiestie hath beene this fortnight ill,

15251364And these vnseasoned howers perforce must adde

15261365Vnto your sicknesse.

15271366King. I will take your counsaile,

15281367And were these inward warres once out of hand,

15291368We would (deare Lords) vnto the holy land. exeunt

E5 Shal.