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We three are but thyself; and speaking so [275]
Thy words are but as thoughts; therefore be bold.

NORT HUMBERLAND

Then thus: I have from Le Port Blanc,
A bay in Brittaine, receiv’d intelligence
That Harry Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,
The son of Richard Earl of Arundel [280]
That late broke from the Duke of Exeter,
His brother, Archbishop late of Canterbury,
Sir Thomas Erpingham, Sir John Ramston,
Sir John Norbery, Sir Robert Waterton, and Francis Quoint,
All these well-furnished by the Duke of Brittaine [285]
With eight tall ships, three thousand men of war,
Are making hither with all due expedience,
And shortly mean to touch our northern shore.
Perhaps they had ere this, but that they stay
The first departing of the King for Ireland. [290]
If then we shall shake off our slavish yoke,
Imp out our drooping country’s broken wing,
Redeem from broking pawn the blemish’d crown,
Wipe off the dust that hides our sceptre’s gilt,
And make high majesty look like itself, [295]
Away with me in post to Ravenspurgh.
But if you faint, as fearing to do so,
Stay, and be secret; and myself will go.

ROSS

To horse, to horse. Urge doubts to them that fear.

WILLOUGHBY

Hold out, my horse, and I will first be there. [300]

Exeunt.

Scene II IT

Enter the Queen, Bushy, and Bagot.

BUSHY

Madam, your majesty is too much sad.