ACT IV.
3. Scene III. The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury.
[Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, and Vernon.]
HOT.
We'll fight with him to-night.
WOR.
It may not be.
DOUG.
You give him, then, advantage.
VER.
Not a whit.
HOT.
Why say you so? looks he not for supply?
VER.
So do we.
HOT.
His is certain, ours is doubtful.
WOR.
Good cousin, be advised; stir not to-night.
VER.
Do not, my lord.
DOUG.
You do not counsel well:
You speak it out of fear and cold heart.
VER.
Do me no slander, Douglas: by my life,--
And I dare well maintain it with my life,--
If well-respected honour bid me on,
I hold as little counsel with weak fear
As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives:
Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle
Which of us fears.
DOUG.
Yea, or to-night.
VER.
Content.
HOT.
To-night, say I.
VER.
Come, come, it may not be. I wonder much,
Being men of such great leading as you are,
That you foresee not what impediments
Drag back our expedition: certain Horse
Of my cousin Vernon's are not yet come up:
Your uncle Worcester's Horse came but to-day;
And now their pride and mettle is asleep,
Their courage with hard labour tame and dull,
That not a horse is half the half himself.
HOT.
So are the horses of the enemy
In general, journey-bated and brought low:
The better part of ours are full of rest.
WOR.
The number of the King exceedeth ours.
For God's sake, cousin, stay till all come in.
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