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Of wounds and scars and that his forward spirit
Would lift him where most trade of danger ranged.
Yet did you say, ‘Go forth.’ And none of this, [175]
Though strongly apprehended, could restrain

The stiff-borne action. What hath then befallen,
Or what hath this bold enterprise brought forth,
More than that being which was like to be?]

LORD BARDOLPH
We all that are engagèd to this loss [180]

Knew that we ventured on such dangerous seas
That if we wrought out life ’twas ten to one.
And yet we ventured for the gain proposed,
Choked the respect of likely peril feared,
And since we are o’erset, venture again. [185]

Come, we will all put forth, body and goods.

MORTON
’Tis more than time. And, my most noble lord,
I hear for certain, and dare speak the truth,
[The gentle Archbishop of York is up

With well-appointed powers. He is a man [190]
Who with a double surety binds his followers.
My lord your son had only but the corpse,
But shadows and the shows of men, to fight.

For that same word ‘rebellion’ did divide
The action of their bodies from their souls, [195]
And they did fight with queasiness, constrained,
As men drink potions, that their weapons only

Seemed on our side. But for their spirits and souls,
This word ‘rebellion’, it had froze them up,
As fish are in a pond. But now the bishop [200]
Turns insurrection to religion.

Supposed sincere and holy in his thoughts,
He’s followed both with body and with mind,
And doth enlarge his rising with the blood
Of fair King Richard, scraped from Pomfret stones; [205]

Derives from heaven his quarrel and his cause;