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Edward Capell [1767], Mr William Shakespeare his comedies, histories, and tragedies, set out by himself in quarto, or by the Players his Fellows in folio, and now faithfully republish'd from those Editions in ten Volumes octavo; with an introduction: Whereunto will be added, in some other Volumes, notes, critical and explanatory, and a Body of Various Readings entire (Printed by Dryden Leach, for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S10601].
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SCENE III. Hot-spur's Camp near Shrewsbury. Enter Hot-spur, Worcester, Douglas, and Vernon.

Hot.
We'll fight with him to-night.

Wor.
It may not be.

Dou.
You give him then advantage.

Ver.
Not a whit.

Hot.
Why say you so? looks he not for supply?

Ver.
So do we.

Hot.
His is certain, ours is doubtful.

Wor.
Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to-night.

Ver.
Do not, my lord.

Dou.
You do not counsel well;
You speak note it out of fear, and from cold heart.

Ver.
Do me no slander note, Douglas: by my life,
(And I dare well maintain it with my life)
If well-respected honour bids note me on,

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I hold as little counsel with weak fear,
As you, or note any Scot that this day lives:—
Let it note be seen to-morrow in the battle,
Which of us fears.

Dou. note
Yea, or to-night.

Ver.
Content.14Q0651

Hot.
To-night, say I.

Ver.
Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much,
Being men of such great leading as you are,
That you foresee not what impediments
Drag back our expedition: Certain horse note of
My cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:
Your uncle Worcester's horse note came but to-day;
And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
That not a horse is half the half of himself note.

Hot.
So are the horses of the enemy
In general, journey-bated, and brought low;
The better part of ours are full of rest.

Wor.
The number of the king exceedeth ours note:
For God's sake, cousin, stay 'till all come in.
Trumpet sounds a Parley. Enter Sir Walter Blunt.

Blu.
I come with gracious offers note from the king,
If you vouchsafe me hearing, and respect.

Hot.
Welcome, sir Walter Blunt; And would to God,
You were of our determination!
Some of us love you well: and even those some
Envy your great deservings, and good name;
Because you are not of our quality,
But stand against us like an enemy.

Blu.
And God defend note but still I should stand so,

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So long as, out of limit and true rule,
You stand against anointed majesty!
But, to my charge. The king hath sent to know
The nature of your griefs note; and whereupon
You conjure from the breast note of civil peace
Such bold hostility, teaching his duteous land
Audacious cruelty: If that the king
Have note any way your good deserts forgot,—
Which he confesseth to be manifold,—
He bids you name your griefs note; and, with all speed,
You shall have your desires note, with interest;
And pardon absolute for yourself, and these,
Herein mis-led by your suggestion.

Hot.
The king is kind; and, well we know, the king
Knows at what time to promise, when to pay.
My father, and my note uncle, and myself,
Did give him that same royalty he wears:
And,—when he was not six and twenty strong,
Sick in the world's regard, wretched and low,
A poor unminded out-law sneaking home,—
My father gave him welcome to the shore:
And,—when he heard him swear, and vow to God, note
He came but to be duke note of Lancaster,
To sue his livery, and beg his peace;
With tears14Q0652 of innocency, and terms of zeal,—
My father, in kind heart and pity mov'd,
Swore him assistance note, and perform'd it too.
Now, when the lords and barons of the realm
Perceiv'd Northumberland did lean to him,
The more note and less came in with cap and knee;
Met him in boroughs, cities, villages;
Attended note him on bridges, stood in lanes,

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Lay'd gifts before him, proffer'd him their oaths,
Gave him their heirs; as pages follow'd him,
Even at the heels, in golden multitudes.
He presently,—as greatness knows itself,—
Steps me a little higher than his vow
Made to my father, while his blood was poor,
Upon the naked shore at Ravenspurg;
And now (forsooth) takes on him to reform
Some certain edicts, and some strait decrees,
That lye too note heavy on the commonwealth:
Cries out upon abuses, seems to weep
Over his country's note wrongs; and, by this face,
This seeming brow of justice, did he win
The hearts of all that he did angle for.
Proceeded further; cut me off the heads
Of all the favourites, that the absent king
In deputation left behind him here,
When he was personal in the Irish war.

Blu.
I note came not to hear this.

Hot.
Then, to the point.
In short time after, he depos'd the king;
Soon after that, depriv'd him of his life;
And, in the neck of that, task'd the whole state:
To make that worse, suffer'd his kinsman March
(Who is, if every owner were well note plac'd,
Indeed his king) to be encag'd note in Wales,
There without ransom to lye forfeited:
Disgrac'd me in my happy victories;
Sought to entrap me by intelligence;
Rated my uncle note from the council-board;
In rage dismiss'd my father from the court;
Broke oath on oath, committed note wrong on wrong:

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And, in conclusion, drove us to seek out
This head of safety; and, withal, to pry
Into his title too, the which we find
Too indirect for long continuance.

Blu.
Shall I return this answer to the king?

Hot.
Not so, sir Walter; we'll withdraw a while.
Go to the king; and let there be impawn'd
Some surety for a safe note return again,
And in the morning early shall my uncle note
Bring him our purposes note: and so farewel.

Blu.
I would, you would accept of grace and love.

Hot.
And note, may be, so we shall.

Blu.
Pray heaven note, you do.
[Exeunt.
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Edward Capell [1767], Mr William Shakespeare his comedies, histories, and tragedies, set out by himself in quarto, or by the Players his Fellows in folio, and now faithfully republish'd from those Editions in ten Volumes octavo; with an introduction: Whereunto will be added, in some other Volumes, notes, critical and explanatory, and a Body of Various Readings entire (Printed by Dryden Leach, for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S10601].
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