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 iniustice with the paines of hell.

13471357Bul. My Lord Northumberland, see them dispatcht:

13481358Vncle, you say the Queene is at your house,

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 dispatcht,

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.

13611368King Barkloughly castle call they this at hand?

13621369Aum. Yea my Lord, How brookes your Grace the ayre

13631370After your late tossing on the breaking seas?

13641371King Needes must 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 horses 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 vsurping steps do trample thee,

13781385Yeelde stinging nettles to mine enemies:

13791386And when they from thy bosome plucke a flower,

13801387Guard it I pray thee with a lurking Adder,

13811388Whose double tongue may wyth a mortall touch,