King.
Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke. ^note
Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we ^note send grace,
Pardon and terms of love to all of you?
And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary?
Misuse the tenour of thy kinsman's trust?
Three knights upon our party slain to-day,
A noble earl and many a creature else
Had ^note been alive this hour,
If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne
Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

Wor.
What I have done my safety urged me to;
And I embrace this fortune patiently,
Since not to be avoided it falls ^note on me.

King.
Bear Worcester to the death ^note, and Vernon too:

Other offenders we will pause upon. [Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded. ^note
How goes the field?

Prince.
The noble ^note Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw
The fortune of the day quite turn'd ^note from him,
The noble Percy slain, and all his men
Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest;
And falling from a hill, he was so bruised
That the pursuers took him. At my tent
The Douglas is; and I beseech your grace
I may dispose of him.

King.
With all my heart.

Prince.
Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you
This honourable bounty shall belong ^note:
Go to the Douglas, and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:
His valour shown upon our crests to-day
Hath ^note taught ^note us how to cherish such high deeds
Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

Lan.
I thank your grace for this high courtesy,
Which I shall give away immediately ^{note note}.

King.
Then this remains, that we divide our power.
You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland
Towards ^note York shall bend you ^note with your dearest speed,
To meet Northumberland and the ^note prelate Scroop,
Who, as we hear, are busily in arms:
Myself and you ^note, son Harry, will towards ^note Wales,
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March.

Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway ^note,
Meeting the check of such another day:
And since this business so fair is ^note done,
Let us not leave till all our own be won. [Exeunt.

NOTES. ^note