ACT V SCENE V | Another part of the field.. |
[
The trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY IV, PRINCE
HENRY, LORD JOHN LANCASTER, EARL OF WESTMORELAND,
with WORCESTER and VERNON prisoners
] |
KING HENRY IV | Thus ever did rebellion find rebuke. |
| Ill-spirited Worcester! did not we send grace, |
| Pardon and terms of love to all of you? |
| And wouldst thou turn our offers contrary? |
| Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman's trust? | 5 |
| 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 hadst truly borne |
| Betwixt our armies true intelligence. | 10 |
EARL OF WORCESTER | What I have done my safety urged me to; |
| And I embrace this fortune patiently, |
| Since not to be avoided it falls on me. |
KING HENRY IV | Bear Worcester to the death and Vernon too: |
| Other offenders we will pause upon. | 15 |
[Exeunt WORCESTER and VERNON, guarded] |
| How goes the field? |
PRINCE HENRY | The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw |
| The fortune of the day quite turn'd from him, |
| The noble Percy slain, and all his men |
| Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest; | 20 |
| 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 HENRY IV | With all my heart. | 25 |
PRINCE HENRY | Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you |
| This honourable bounty shall belong: |
| Go to the Douglas, and deliver him |
| Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free: |
| His valour shown upon our crests to-day | 30 |
| Hath taught us how to cherish such high deeds |
| Even in the bosom of our adversaries. |
LANCASTER | I thank your grace for this high courtesy, |
| Which I shall give away immediately. |
KING HENRY IV | Then this remains, that we divide our power. | 35 |
| You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland |
| Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed, |
| To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop, |
| Who, as we hear, are busily in arms: |
| Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales, | 40 |
| To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March. |
| Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway, |
| Meeting the cheque of such another day: |
| And since this business so fair is done, |
| Let us not leave till all our own be won. | 45 |
[Exeunt] |