The trumpets sound. Enter the
PRINCE HENRY, Lord John of
LANCASTER, Earl of
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,
5Misuse the tenor of thy kinsman’s trust?
Three knights upon our party slain today,
A noble earl, and many a creature else
Had been alive this hour,
If like a Christian thou hadst truly borne
10Betwixt our armies true intelligence.
What I have done my safety urged me to.
And I embrace this fortune patiently,
Since not to be avoided it falls on me.
Bear Worcester to the death, and Vernon too.
15Other offenders we will pause upon.
VERNON under guard
The noble Scot, Lord Douglas, when he saw
The fortune of the day quite turned from him,
The noble Percy slain, and all his men
20Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest,
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.