Edw. If, dost thou say? Spencer, as true as death, He is in England's ground; our portmasters Are not so careless of their king's command.
Enter a Messenger.
How now, what news with thee? from whence come these?
Mes. Letters, my lord, and tidings forth of France, To you, my lord of Gloucester, from Levune.
Edw. Read. [Spencer reads the letter.]
"My duty to your honour premised, &c., I have, according to instructions in that behalf, dealt with the King of France his lords, and effected, that the queen, all discontented and discomforted, is gone. Whither, if you ask, with Sir John of Hainault, brother to the marquis, into Flanders: with them are gone Lord Edmund, and the Lord Mortimer, having in their company divers of your nation, and others; and, as constant report goeth, they intend to give King Edward battle in England, sooner than he can look for them: this is all the news of import.
Your honour's in all service, Levune."
Edw. Ah, villains! hath that Mortimer escaped? With him is Edmund gone associate? And will Sir John of Hainault lead the round? Welcome, a God's name, madam, and your son;40 England shall welcome you and all your rout. Gallop apace [287] bright Phœbus, through the sky, And dusky night, in rusty iron car, Between you both shorten the time, I pray, That I may see that most desirèd day, When we may meet those traitors in the field. Ah, nothing grieves me, but my little boy Is thus misled to countenance their ills. Come, friends, to Bristow, there to make us strong; And, winds, as equal be to bring them in,50 As you injurious were to bear them forth! [Exeunt.
SCENE IV.
Enter [288] the Queen, her Son, Kent, Mortimer, and Sir John Hainault.