Page 995 - Shakespeare - Vol. 2

Full of high feeding, madly hath broke loose [10]
And bears down all before him.

LORD BARDOLPH
Noble earl,
I bring you certain news from Shrewsbury.

NORTHUMBERLAND
Good, an God will!

LORD BARDOLPH
As good as heart can wish.

The king is almost wounded to the death;
And, in the fortune of my lord your son, [15]
Prince Harry slain outright; and both the Blunts

Killed by the hand of Douglas. Young Prince John
And Westmoreland and Stafford fled the field;
And Harry Monmouth’s brawn, the hulk Sir John,
Is prisoner to your son. O, such a day, [20]
So fought, so followed, and so fairly won,

Came not till now to dignify the times
Since Caesar’s fortunes!

NORTHUMBERLAND
How is this derived?
Saw you the field? Came you from Shrewsbury?

LORD BARDOLPH

I spake with one, my lord, that came from thence, [25]
A gentleman well bred and of good name,
That freely rendered me these news for true.

NORTHUMBERLAND
Here comes my servant Travers, who I sent
On Tuesday last to listen after news.

Enter Travers.