Revenge the jeering, and disdain'd contempt, Even with the bloody payment of your deaths. Wor. Peace, cousin, say no more; And now I will unclasp a secret book, 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 the south, North. Imagination of some great exploit Drives him beyond the bounds of patience. Hot. By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship !5 4 Wor. He apprehends a world of figures here, disdain'd-] for disdainful. 6 5 But out upon this half-fac'd fellowship!] A coat is said to be faced when part of it, as the sleeves or bosom, is covered with something finer or more splendid than the main substance. The mantua-makers still use the word. Half-fac'd fellowship is then “partnership but half-adorned, partnership which yet wants half the show of dignities and honours." JOHNSON. 6 a world of figures here,] Figures mean shapes created by Hotspur's imagination. But not the form of what he should attend · Good cousin, give me audience for a while. Hot. I cry you mercy. Wor. That are your prisoners, Hot. Those same noble Scots, I'll keep them all; By heaven, he shall not have a Scot of them: Wor. You start away, And lend no ear unto my purposes. Hot. Nay, Mortimer! I'll have a starling shall be taught to speak To keep his anger still in motion. Wor. Cousin; a word. Hear you, Hot. All studies here I solemnly defy, Save how to gall and pinch this Bolingbroke: And that same sword-and-buckler prince of Wales,7 But that I think his father loves him not, And would be glad he met with some mischance, I'd have him poison'd 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 1 And that same sword-and-buckler prince of Wales,] A royster or turbulent fellow, that fought in taverns, or raised disorders in the streets, was called a swash-buckler. In this sense sword-and-buckler is here used. Art thou, to break into this woman's mood; Hot. Why, look you, I am whipp'd and scourg'd with Nettled, and stung with pismires, when I hear In Richard's time, What do you call the place? 'Twas where the mad-cap duke his uncle kept; my knee Unto this king of smiles, this Bolingbroke, North. At Berkley castle. Hot. You say true: Why, what a candy deal of courtesy This fawning greyhound then did proffer me! Look, And, when his infant fortune came to age, 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't again; We'll stay your leisure. Hot. I have done, i'faith. Wor. Then once more to your Scottish prisoners. For powers in Scotland; which, for divers reasons, Which I shall send you written, - be assur'd, Will easily be granted. You, my lord, —† [TO NORTHUMBERLAND. Your son in Scotland being thus employed, Shall secretly into the bosom creep Of that same noble prelate, well belov❜d, The archbishop. Hot. Of York, is't not? Wor. True; who bears hard His brother's death at Bristol, the lord Scroop. 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's a-foot, thou still let'st slip.9 Hot. Why, it cannot choose but be a noble plot: And then the power of Scotland, and of York, — To join with Mortimer, ha? 1 Wor. 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. in this, Hot. He does, he does; we'll be reveng'd on him. Wor. Cousin, farewell; - No further go 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 powers 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. 8 I speak not this in estimation,] Estimation for conjecture. let'st slip.] To let slip, is to loose the greyhound. 9 1 by raising of a head:] A head is a body of forces. 2 The king will always, &c.] This is a natural description of the state of mind between those that have conferred, and those that have received obligations too great to be satisfied. 3 Cousin,] This was a common address in our author's time to nephews, nieces, and grandchildren. 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. ACT II. SCENE I. Rochester. An Inn Yard. Enter a Carrier, with a Lantern in his hand. 1 Car. Heigh ho! An't be not four by the day, I'll be hanged: Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and yet our horse not packed. What, ostler! Ost. [within.] Anon, anon. 1 Car. I pr'ythee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle", put a few flocks in the point; the poor jade is wrung in the withers out of all cess." 6 Enter another Carrier. 2 Car. Pease and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that is the next way to give poor jades the bots: this house is turned upside down, since Robin ostler died. 1 Car. Poor fellow! never joyed since the price of oats rose; it was the death of him. 2 Car. I think, this be the most villainous house in all London road for fleas : I am stung like a tench. Charles' wain-] Charles's wain is the vulgar name given to the constellation called the Bear. It is a corruption of the Chorles or Churls wain (Sax. ceoɲl, a countryman.) 5 Cut's saddle,] Cut is the name of a horse in The Witches of Lancashire, 1634, and, probably, a common one. 6 out of all cess.] i. e. out of all measure: the phrase being taken from a cess, tax, or subsidy. 7 8 as dank —] i. e. wet, rotten. bots:] are worms in the stomach of a horse. |