Page 1077 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

HASTINGS

Besides, the king hath wasted all his rods [215]
On late offenders, that he now doth lack
The very instruments of chastisement.

So that his power, like to a fangless lion,
May offer, but not hold.

ARCHBISHOP
’Tis very true.
And therefore be assured, my good lord marshal, [220]
If we do now make our atonement well,

Our peace will, like a broken limb united,
Grow stronger for the breaking.

MOWBRAY
Be it so.
Here is returned my Lord of Westmoreland.

Enter Westmoreland.

WESTMORELAND
The prince is here at hand. Pleaseth your lordship [225]

To meet his grace just distance ’tween our armies.

MOWBRAY
Your grace of York, in God’s name then, set forward.

ARCHBISHOP
Before, and greet his grace. My lord, we come.

Scene II IT

Enter Prince John [of Lancaster] and his army.

LANCASTER

You are well encountered here, my cousin Mowbray.
Good day to you, gentle lord archbishop.