ACT IV.
Scene I. The Rebel Camp near Shrewsbury.
Enter Hotspur, Worcester, and Douglas.[2867]
Hot. Well said, my noble Scot: if speaking truth[2868]
In this fine age were not thought flattery,[2869]
Such attribution should the Douglas have,
As not a soldier of this season's stamp
Should go so general current through the world.5
By God, I cannot flatter; I do defy[2870]
The tongues of soothers; but a braver place[2871]
In my heart's love hath no man than yourself:
Nay, task me to my word; approve me, lord.
Doug. Thou art the king of honour:[2872]10
No man so potent breathes upon the ground[2873]
But I will beard him.[2873]
Hot. Do so, and 'tis well.[2874][2875]
Enter a Messenger with letters.[2875][2876]
What letters hast thou there?—I can but thank you.[2875][2877]