Mowb. Be it so. Here is return'd my Lord of Westmoreland. Re-enter WESTMORELAND. : West. The prince is here at hand pleaseth your lordship To meet his grace just distance 'tween our armies. Mowb. Your grace of York, in God's name, then, set forward. Arch. Before, and greet his grace: my lord, we [Exeunt. come. SCENE II. Another part of the forest. Enter, from one side, MOWBRAY, attended; afterwards the ARCHBISHOP, HASTINGS, and others: from the other side, PRINCE JOHN OF LANCASTER, and WESTMORELAND; Officers, and others with them. Lan. You are well encounter'd here, my cousin Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop; Than now to see you here an iron man, ΤΟ In shadow of such greatness! With you, lord bishop, It is even so. Who hath not heard it spoken To us the imagined voice of God himself; Between the grace, the sanctities of heaven Arch. 20 Good my Lord of Lancaster, 30 I am not here against your father's peace; "The which hath been with scorn shoved from the Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleep Mowb. If not, we ready are to try our fortunes Hast. Lan. You are too shallow, Hastings, much too shallow, To sound the bottom of the after-times. West. Pleaseth your grace to answer them directly How far forth you do like their articles. Lan. I like them all, and do allow them well, 40 50 My lord, these griefs shall be with speed redress'd; Arch. I take your princely word for these redresses. Lan. I give it you, and will maintain my word: 45. supplies, succours. 47. success of mischief, a continuous succession of calamities. 60 f. In Holinshed this treacherous proposal is made by Westmoreland. And thereupon I drink unto your grace. Hast. Go, captain, and deliver to the army This news of peace: let them have pay, and part: 70 I know it will well please them. Hie thee, captain. [Exit Officer. Arch. To you, my noble Lord of Westmoreland. West. I pledge your grace; and, if you knew I have bestow'd to breed this present peace, Arch. I do not doubt you. West. I am glad of it. Health to my lord and gentle cousin, Mowbray. Mowb. You wish me health in very happy season; For I am, on the sudden, something ill. Arch. Against ill chances men are ever merry; But heaviness foreruns the good event. West. Therefore be merry, coz; since sudden sorrow Serves to say thus, 'some good thing comes tomorrow.' Arch. Believe me, I am passing light in spirit. Mowb. So much the worse, if your own rule be [Shouts within. true. Lan. The word of peace is render'd: hark, how they shout! Mowb. This had been cheerful after victory. Arch. A peace is of the nature of a conquest; For then both parties nobly are subdued, And neither party loser. Lan. And let our army be discharged too. Go, my lord, [Exit Westmoreland. 80 90 And, good my lord, so please you, let our trains We should have coped withal. Arch. [Exit Hastings. Lan. I trust, lords, we shall lie to-night together. Re-enter WESTMORELAND. Now cousin, wherefore stands our army still ? West. The leaders, having charge from you to stand, Will not go off until they hear you speak. Lan. They know their duties. Re-enter HASTINGS. Hast. My lord, our army is dispersed already : Like youthful steers unyoked, they take their courses East, west, north, south; or, like a school broke up, West. Good tidings, my Lord Hastings; for the which I do arrest thee, traitor, of high treason: And you, lord archbishop, and you, lord Mowbray, Of capital treason I attach you both. 100 Mowb. Is this proceeding just and honourable? 110 West. Is your assembly so? Arch. Will you thus break your faith? Lan. I pawn'd thee none: I promised you redress of these same grievances Whereof you did complain; which, by mine honour, I will perform with a most Christian care. 109. attach, arrest. |