13431353Bush. More welcome is the
stroke of death to me,
13441354Than Bullingbrooke to England, Lords farewell.
13451355Greene My comfort is, that heauen will take our
soules,
13461356And plague iniu
stice with the paines of hell
. 13471357Bul. My Lord Northumberland,
see them di
spatcht:
13481358Vncle, you
say the Queene is at your hou
se,
13491359For Gods
sake fairely let her be intreated,
13501360Tel her I
send to her my kinde commends;
13511361Take
special care my greetings be deliuered.
13521362Yorke A gentleman of mine I haue di
spatcht,
13531363With letters of your loue to her at large.
13541364Bul. Thankes (gentle vncle:) Come Lords, away,
13551365To
fight with Glendor and his complices,
13561366A while to worke, and after holiday.
Exeunt.
13601367Enter the King Aumerle, Carleil, &c. 13611368King Barkloughly ca
stle call they this at hand
? 13621369Aum. Yea my Lord, How brookes your Grace the ayre
13631370After your late to
ssing on the breaking
seas
? 13641371King Needes mu
st I like it well, I weepe for ioy,
13651372To
stand vpon my kingdome once againe:
13661373Deere earth I do
salute thee with my hand,
13671374Though rebels wound thee with their hor
ses hoofes:
13681375As a long parted mother with her childe
13691376Playes fondly with her teares and
smiles in meeting;
13701377So weeping,
smiling greete I thee my earth,
13711378And do thee fauours with my royall hands;
13721379Feede not thy Soueraignes foe, my gentle earth,
13731380Nor with thy
sweetes comfort his rauenous
sence,
13741381But let thy Spiders that
sucke vp thy venome,
13751382And heauy-gated toades lie in theyr way,
13761383Doing annoyance to the treacherous feete,
13771384Which with v
surping
steps do trample thee,
13781385Yeelde
stinging nettles to mine enemies:
13791386And when they from thy bo
some plucke a
flower,
13801387Guard it I pray thee with a lurking Adder,
13811388Who
se double tongue may wyth a mortall touch,
Throw