&blquo;Cap.
&blquo;My lord of Salisbury, we have staid ten days,
&blquo;And hardly kept our countrymen together,
&blquo;And yet we hear no tidings from the king;
&blquo;Therefore we will disperse ourselves: farewel.

&blquo;Sal.
&blquo;Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman;
&blquo;The king reposeth in thee all his confidence.

&blquo;Cap.
&blquo;'Tis thought, the king is dead; we will not stay.
&blquo;The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd,
&blquo;And meteors fright the fixed stars of heav'n;
&blquo;The pale-fac'd moon looks bloody on the earth,
&blquo;And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change;
&blquo;Rich men look sad, and ruffians dance and leap,—
&blquo;The one, in fear to lose what they enjoy,
&blquo;The other, to enjoy by rage and war:
&blquo;These signs fore-run the death, or fall, of kings* ^note.
&blquo;Farewel; our countrymen are gone and fled,
&blquo;As well assur'd, Richard their king is dead. [Exit.

&blquo;Sal.
&blquo;Ah, Richard, with the eyes of heavy mind,
&blquo;I see thy glory like a shooting star,
&blquo;Fall to the base earth from the firmament!
&blquo;Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly west,
&blquo;Witnessing storms to come, woe, and unrest:
&blquo;Thy friends are fled, to wait upon thy foes;
&blquo;And crossly to thy good all fortune goes. [Exit.

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