The native mightiness and fate of him.[21]
Enter Montjoy,[22] L.H., and kneels C. to the King.
Mont. Ambassadors from Henry King of England
Do crave admittance to your majesty.
Fr. King. We’ll give them present audience. Montjoy rises from his knee. Go, and bring them.
Exeunt Montjoy, and certain Lords, L.H.
You see this chase is hotly follow’d, friends.
Dau. Turn head, and stop pursuit; for coward dogs
Most spend their mouths,[23] when what they seem to threaten
Runs far before them. Good my sovereign,