Unfold at large, and sort our sorrows out.
Nuncius. Then list awhile: this instant shall unwrap
Those acts, those wars, those hard events, that all
The future age shall ever have cause to curse—
Now that the time drew on, when both the camps
Should meet in Cornwall fields, th’ appointed place.
The reckless troops, whom fates forbad to live
Till noon or night, did storm and rave for wars.
They swarm’d about their guides, and clust’ring call’d
For signs to fight; and fierce with uproars fell,