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for shame be spoken in these days； Or fill up chronicles in time to come；
That men of your nobility and power Did gage them both in an unjust
behalf （As both of you； God pardon it！ have done） To put down Richard；
that sweet lovely rose； And plant this thorn； this canker； Bolingbroke？ And
shall it in more shame be further spoken That you are fool'd； discarded；
and shook off By him for whom these shames ye underwent？ No！ yet time
serves wherein you may redeem Your banish'd honours and restore
yourselves Into the good thoughts of the world again； Revenge the jeering
and disdain'd contempt Of this proud king； who studies day and night To
answer all the debt he owes to you Even with the bloody payment of your
deaths。 Therefore I say… Wor。 Peace； cousin； say no more； And now； I will
unclasp a secret book； And to your quick…conceiving discontents I'll read
you matter deep and dangerous； As full of peril and adventurous spirit As
to o'erwalk a current roaring loud On the unsteadfast footing of a spear。
Hot。 If he fall in； good night； or sink or swim！ Send danger from the east
unto the west； So honour cross it from the north to south； And let them
grapple。 O； the blood more stirs To rouse a lion than to start a hare！ North。
Imagination of some great exploit Drives him beyond the bounds of
patience。 Hot。 By heaven； methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright
honour from the pale…fac'd moon； Or dive into the bottom of the deep；
Where fadom line could never touch the ground； And pluck up drowned
honour by the locks； So he that doth redeem her thence might wear
Without corrival all her dignities； But out upon this half…fac'd fellowship！
Wor。 He apprehends a world of figures here； But not the form of what he
should attend。 Good cousin； give me audience for a while。 Hot。 I cry you
mercy。 Wor。 Those same noble Scots That are your prisoners… Hot。 I'll
keep them all。 By God； he shall not have a Scot of them！ No； if a Scot
would save his soul； he shall not。 I'll keep them； by this hand！ Wor。 You
start away。 And lend no ear unto my purposes。 Those prisoners you shall
keep。 Hot。 Nay； I will！ That is flat！ He said he would not ransom Mortimer；
Forbade my tongue to speak of Mortimer； But I will find him when he lies
asleep； And in his ear I'll holloa 'Mortimer。' Nay； I'll have a starling shall
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be taught to speak Nothing but 'Mortimer；' and give it him To keep his
anger still in motion。 Wor。 Hear you； cousin； a word。 Hot。 All studies here
I solemnly defy Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke； And that
same sword…and…buckler Prince of Wales… But that I think his father loves
him not And would be glad he met with some mischance； I would have
him poisoned with a pot of ale。 Wor。 Farewell； kinsman。 I will talk to you
When you are better temper'd to attend。 North。 Why； what a wasp…stung
and impatient fool Art thou to break into this woman's mood； Tying thine
ear to no tongue but thine own！ Hot。 Why； look you； I am whipp'd and
scourg'd with rods； Nettled； and stung with pismires when I hear Of this
vile politician； Bolingbroke。 In Richard's time… what do you call the place…
A plague upon it！ it is in GIoucestershire… 'Twas where the madcap Duke
his uncle kept… His uncle York… where I first bow'd my knee Unto this king
of smiles； this Bolingbroke… 'S blood！ When you and he came back from
Ravenspurgh… North。 At Berkeley Castle。 Hot。 You say true。 Why； what a
candy deal of courtesy This fawning greyhound then did proffer me！ Look；
'when his infant fortune came to age；' And 'gentle Harry Percy；' and 'kind
cousin'… O； the devil take such cozeners！… God forgive me！ Good uncle；
tell your tale； for I have done。 Wor。 Nay； if you have not； to it again。 We
will stay your leisure。 Hot。 I have done； i' faith。 Wor。 Then once more to
your Scottish prisoners。 Deliver them up without their ransom straight；
And make the Douglas' son your only mean For powers In Scotland；
which； for divers reasons Which I shall send you written； be assur'd Will
easily be granted。 ＇To Northumberland＇ You； my lord； Your son in
Scotland being thus employ'd； Shall secretly into the bosom creep Of that
same noble prelate well…belov'd； The Archbishop。 Hot。 Of York； is it not？
Wor。 True； who bears hard His brother's death at Bristow； the Lord Scroop。
I speak not this in estimation； As what I think might be； but what I know Is
ruminated； plotted； and set down； And only stays but to behold the face Of
that occasion that shall bring it on。 Hot。 I smell it。 Upon my life； it will do
well。 North。 Before the game is afoot thou still let'st slip。 Hot。 Why； it
cannot choose but be a noble plot。 And then the power of Scotland and of
York To join with Mortimer； ha？ Wor。 And so they shall。 Hot。 In faith； it is
exceedingly well aim'd。 Wor。 And 'tis no little reason bids us speed； To
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save our heads by raising of a head； For； bear ourselves as even as we can；
The King will always think him in our debt； And think we think ourselves
unsatisfied； Till he hath found a time to pay us home。 And see already how
he doth begin To make us strangers to his looks of love。 Hot。 He does； he
does！ We'll be reveng'd on him。 Wor。 Cousin； farewell。 No further go in
this Than I by letters shall direct your course。 When time is ripe； which
will be suddenly； I'll steal to Glendower and Lord Mortimer； Where you
and Douglas； and our pow'rs at once； As I will fashion it； shall happily
meet； To bear our fortunes in our own strong arms； Which now we hold at
much uncertainty。 North。 Farewell； good brother。 We shall thrive； I trust。
Hot。 Uncle； adieu。 O； let the hours be short Till fields and blows and
groans applaud our sport！ Exeunt。