627328Enter Exeter and Gloster. 628329Glost. Before God my Lord, his Grace is too bold to tru
st 629331Exe. They
shalbe apprehended by and by.
635332Glost. I but the man that was his bedfellow
636333Whom he hath cloyed and graced with princely fauours
637334That he
should for a forraine pur
se, to
sell
638335His Soueraignes life to death and trechery.
640337Enter the King and three Lords. 641338King. Now
sirs the windes faire, and we wil aboord;
642339My Lord of
Cambridge, and my Lord of
Massham,
643340And you my gentle Knight, giue me your thoughts,
644341Do you not thinke the power we beare with vs,
645342Will make vs conquerors in the
field of
France? 648343Massha. No doubt my Liege, if each man do his be
st.
Cam. Neuer
of Henry the fift.
654344Cam. Neuer was Monarch better feared and loued then
658346Gray. Euen tho
se that were your fathers enemies
659347Haue
steeped their galles in honey for your
sake.
661348King. We therefore haue great cau
se of thankfulne
sse,
662349And
shall forget the o
ffice of our hands:
663350Sooner then reward and merit,
664351According to their cau
se and worthine
sse.
665352Massha. So
seruice
shall with
steeled
sinewes
shine,
666353And labour
shall refre
sh it
selfe with hope
667354To do your Grace ince
ssant
seruice.
668355King. Vncle of
Exeter, enlarge the man
669356Committed ye
sterday, that rayled again
st our per
son,
671357We con
sider it was the heate of wine that
set him on,
672358And on his more aduice we pardon him.
673359Massha. That is mercie, but too much
securitie:
674360Let him bee puni
sht Soueraigne, lea
st the example of (him
675362Breed more of
such a kinde.
676363King. O let vs yet be mercifull.
677364Cam. So may your highne
sse, and puni
sh too.
678365Gray. You
shew great mercie if you giue him lilfe,
679366After the ta
ste of his corre
ction.
680367King. Alas your too much care and loue of me
681368Are heauy ori
sons gain
st the poore wretch,
682369If litle faults proceeding on di
stemper
should not bee (winked at,
683371How
should we
stretch our eye, when capitall crimes,
684372Chewed,
swallowed and di
sge
sted, appeare before vs:
685373Well yet enlarge the man, tho Cambridge and the re
st 686374In their deare loues, and tender pre
seruation of our
state,
376Now to our French cau
ses.
689377Who are the late Commi
ssioners
? 690378Cam. Me one my Lord, your highne
sse bad me aske for
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692380Mash. So did you me my Soueraigne.
694382King. Then
Richard Earle of
Cambridge there is yours.
695383There is yours my Lord of
Masham.
384And
sir
Thomas Gray knight of
Northumberland, this
same is (yours:
697385Read them, and know we know your worthine
sse.
698386Vnckle
Exeter I will aboord to night.
699387Why how now Gentlemen, why change you colour?
700388What
see you in tho
se papers
389That hath
so cha
sed your blood out of apparance
? 705390Cam. I do confe
sse my fault, and do
submit me
706391To your highne
sse mercie.
707392Mash. To which we all appeale.
708393King. The mercy which was quit in vs but late,
709394By your owne rea
sons is for
stald and done:
710395You mu
st not dare for
shame to aske for mercy,
711396For your owne con
science turne vpon your bo
somes,
712397As dogs vpon their mai
sters worrying them.
713398See you my Princes, and my noble Peeres,
400My Lord of
Cambridge here,
715401You know how apt we were to grace him,
717402In all things belonging to his honour:
403And this vilde man hath for a fewe light crownes,
718404Lightly con
spired and
sworne vnto the pra
cti
ses of
France:
720405To kill vs here in
Hampton. To the which,
721406This knight no le
sse in bountie bound to vs
722407Then
Cambridge is, haah likewi
se
sworne.
408But oh what
shall I
say to thee fal
se man,
723409Thou cruell ingratefull and inhumane creature,
725410Thou that did
st beare the key of all my coun
sell,
726411That knew
st the very
secrets of my heart,
727412That almo
st mighte
st a coyned me into gold,
728413Woulde
st thou a pra
cti
sde on me for thy v
se:
729414Can it be po
ssible that out of thee
730415Should proceed one
sparke that might annoy my
finger?
Tis
of Henry the fift.
731416Tis
so
strange, that tho the truth doth
showe as gro
se
733417As black from white, mine eye wil
scarcely
see it.
771418Their faults are open, arre
st them to the an
swer of the lawe,
773419And God acquit them of their pra
cti
ses.
774420Exe. I arre
st thee of high trea
son,
421By the name of
Richard, Earle of
Cambridge.
776422I are
st thee of high trea
son,
423By the name of
Henry, Lord of
Masham.
778424I are
st thee of high trea
son,
425By the name of
Thomas Gray, knight of
Northumberland.
780426Mash. Our purpo
ses God iu
stly hath di
scouered,
781427And I repent my fault more then my death,
782428Which I be
seech your maie
stie forgiue,
783429Altho my body pay the price of it.
795430King. God quit you in his mercy. Heare your
sentence.
796431You haue con
spired again
st our royall per
son,
797432Ioyned with an enemy proclaimed and
fixed.
433And frō his co
ffers receiued the golden earne
st of our death
803434Touching our per
son we
seeke no redre
sse.
804435But we our kingdomes
safetie mu
st so tender
805436Who
se ruine you haue
sought,
437That to our lawes we do deliuer you.
806438Get ye therefore hence: poore mi
serable creatures to your (death,
808439The ta
ste whereof, God in his mercy giue you
809440Patience to endure, and true repentance of all your deeds (ami
sse:
811443Now Lords to
France. The enterpri
se whereof,
812444Shall be to you as vs,
succe
ssiuely.
814445Since God cut o
ff this dangerous trea
son lurking in our way
821446Cheerly to
sea, the
signes of war aduance:
822447No King of England, if not King of
France.
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