K. Henry.
Thus ever did Rebellion find rebuke.
Ill-spirited Wor'ster, did we not send grace,
Pardon, and terms of love to all of you?
And would'st thou turn our offers contrary?
Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust?
Three Knights upon our party slain to day,
A noble Earl, and many a creature else,
Had been alive this hour,
If like a christian thou had'st truly borne
Betwixt our armies true intelligence.

Wor.
What I have done, my safety urg'd me to;

And I embrace this fortune patiently,
Since not to be avoided it falls on me.

K. Henry.
Bear Worcester to death, and Vernon too.
Other Offenders we will pause upon. [Exeunt Worcester and Vernon, guarded.
How goes the field?

P. Henry.
The gallant Scot, lord Dowglas, when he saw
The fortune of the day quite turned 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 bruis'd,
That the pursuers took him. At my Tent
The Dowglas is, and, I beseech your Grace,
I may dispose of him.

K. Henry.
With all my heart.

P. Henry.
Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you
This honourable bounty shall belong:
Go to the Dowglas, and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free:
His valour, shewn upon our crests to day,
Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds,
Ev'n in the bosom of our adversaries.

Lan.
^{3 note}I thank your Grace for this high courtesie,
Which I shall give away immediately.

K. Henry.
Then this remains; that we divide our Power.
You son John, and my cousin Westmorland,
Tow'rds York shall bend you, with your dearest speed,
To meet Northumberland and Prelate Scroop,
Who, as we hear, are busily in arms,
My self and You, son Harry, will tow'rds Wales,
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of Marche.
Rebellion in this Land shall lose his sway,
Meeting the check of such another day;
And since this business so far fair is done,
Let us not leave, till all our own be won. [Exeunt.

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