Page 786 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

How goes the field?

PRINCE
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
Upon the foot of fear, fled with the rest; [20]

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.

KING

With all my heart.

PRINCE
Then, brother John of Lancaster, to you [25]
This honourable bounty shall belong.
Go to the Douglas and deliver him
Up to his pleasure, ransomless and free.

His valours shown upon our crests to-day
Have taught us how to cherish such high deeds, [30]
Even in the bosom of our adversaries.

JOHN
I thank your grace for this high courtesy,

Which I shall give away immediately.

KING
Then this remains, that we divide our power.
You, son John, and my cousin Westmoreland, [35]
Towards York shall bend you with your dearest speed
To meet Northumberland and the prelate Scroop,

Who, as we hear, are busily in arms.
Myself and you, son Harry, will towards Wales
To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March. [40]

Rebellion in this land shall lose his sway,