15291538Comes at the la
st, and with a little pin
15301539Boares thorough his Ca
stle wall, and farewell King;
15311540Couer your heades, and mocke not
fle
sh and bloud,
15321541With
solemne reuerence, throw away re
spe
ct,
15331542Tradition, forme, and ceremonious duetie,
15341543For you haue but mi
stooke me al this while:
15351544I liue with bread like you, feele want,
15361545Ta
ste griefe, neede friends,
subie
cted thus,
15371546How can you
say to me, I am a King?
15381547Carleil My lord, wi
semen nere
sit and waile theyr woes,
15391548But pre
sently preuent the wayes to waile,
15401549To feare the foe,
since feare oppre
sseth
strength,
15411550Giues in your weakenes
strength vnto your foe,
1541.11551And
so your follies
fight again
st your
selfe:
15421552Feare and be
slaine, no wor
se can come to
fight,
15431553And
fight and die, is death de
stroying death,
15441554Where fearing dying, paies death
seruile breath.
15451555Aum. My father hath a power, inquire of him,
15461556And learne to make a body of a limme.
15471557King Thou chid
st me well, prowd Bullingbrooke, I come
15481558To change blowes with thee for our day of doome:
15491559This agew
fit of feare is ouerblowne,
15501560And ea
sie taske it is to winne our owne.
15511561Say Scroope, where lies our vncle with his power
? 15521562Speake
sweetely man
although thy lookes be
sower.
15531563Scroope Men iudge by the complexion of the skie,
15541564The
state and inclination of the day;
15551565So may you by my dull and heauy eie:
15561566My tongue hath but a heauier tale to
say,
15571567I play the torturer by
small and
small
15581568To lengthen out the wor
st that mu
st be
spoken:
15591569Your vncle Yorke is ioynd with Bullingbrooke,
15601570And all your Northerne ca
stles yeelded vp,
15611571And all your Southerne Gentlemen in armes
15641574Be
shrew thee cou
sin which did
st leade me foorth
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