SCENA V.
Enter Archas, Duke, Burris, Gent, and Sould.
Ar. Peace to your Grace; take rest Sir, they are before us.
Gent. They are Sir, and upon the march. [Exit Duke.
Ar. Lord Burris,
Take you those horse and coast 'em: upon the first advantage,
If they will not slake their march, charge 'em up roundly,
By that time I'le come in.
Bur. I'le do it truly. [Exit.
Gent. How do you feel your self Sir?
Ar. Well, I thank ye;
A little weak, but anger shall supply that;
You will all stand bravely to it?
All. Whilst we have lives Sir.
Ar. Ye speak like Gentlemen; I'le make the knaves know,
The proudest, and the strongest hearted Rebel,
They have a law to live in, and they shall have;
Beat up a pace, by this time he is upon 'em, [Drum within.
And sword, but hold me now, thou shalt play ever. [Exeunt.
Enter Drums beating, Theodore, Putskie, Ancient, and their Souldiers.
The. Stand, stand, stand close, and sure;
Enter Burris, and 1 or 2 Souldiers.
The horse will charge us.
Anc. Let 'em come on, we have provender fit for 'em.
Put. Here comes Lord Burris Sir, I think to parly.
The. You are welcom noble Sir, I hope to our part.
Bur. No, valiant Colonel, I am come to chide ye,
To pity ye; to kill ye, if these fail me;
Fie, what dishonour seek ye! what black infamy!
Why do ye draw out thus? draw all shame with ye?
Are these fit cares in subjects? I command ye
Lay down your arms again, move in that peace,
That fair obedience you were bred in.
Put. Charge us:
We come not here to argue.
The. Charge up bravely,
And hotly too, we have hot spleens to meet ye,
Hot as the shames are offer'd us.
Enter Archas, Gent. and Souldiers.
Bur. Look behind ye.
Do you see that old man? do you know him Souldiers?
Put. Your Father Sir, believe me—
Bur. You know his marches,
You have seen his executions: is it yet peace?
The. We'l dye here first.
Bur. Farewel: you'l hear on's presently.
Ar. Stay Burris: this is too poor, too beggerly a body
To bear the honour of a charge from me,
A sort of tatter'd Rebels; go provide Gallowses;
Ye are troubled with hot heads, I'le cool ye presently:
These look like men that were my Souldiers
Now I behold 'em nearly, and more narrowly,
My honest friends: where got they these fair figures?
Where did they steal these shapes?
Bur. They are struck already.
Ar. Do you see that fellow there, that goodly Rebel?
He looks as like a Captain I lov'd tenderly:
A fellow of a faith indeed.
Bur. He has sham'd him.
Ar. And that that bears the Colours there, most certain
So like an Ancient of mine own, a brave fellow,
A loving and obedient, that believe me Burris,
I am amaz'd and troubled: and were it not
I know the general goodness of my people,
The duty, and the truth, the stedfast honestie,
And am assur'd they would as soon turn Devils
As rebels to allegeance, for mine honour.
Bur. Here needs no wars.
Put. I pray forgive us Sir.
Anc. Good General forgive us, or use your sword,
Your words are double death.
All. Good noble General.
Bur. Pray Sir be mercifull.
Ar. Weep out your shames first,
Ye make me fool for companie: fie Souldiers,
My Souldiers too, and play these tricks? what's he there?
Sure I have seen his face too; yes, most certain
I have a son, but I hope he is not here now,
'Would much resemble this man, wondrous near him,
Just of his height and making too, you seem a Leader.
The. Good Sir, do not shame me more: I know your anger,
And less than death I look not for.
Ar. You shall be my charge Sir, it seems you want foes,
When you would make your friends your Enemies.
A running bloud ye have, but I shall cure ye.
Bur. Good Sir—
An. No more good Lord: beat forward Souldiers:
And you, march in the rear, you have lost your places. [Exeunt.