Scene II. The Rebel Camp.
Enter Worcester and Vernon.[3082]
Wor. O, no, my nephew must not know, Sir Richard,
The liberal and kind offer of the king.[3083]
Ver. 'Twere best he did.
Wor. Then are we all undone.[3084]
It is not possible, it cannot be,
The king should keep his word in loving us;[3085]5
He will suspect us still, and find a time
To punish this offence in other faults:[3086]
Suspicion all our lives shall be stuck full of eyes;[3087]
For treason is but trusted like the fox,[3088]
Who, ne'er so tame, so cherish'd and lock'd up,[3089]10
Will have a wild trick of his ancestors.
Look how we can, or sad or merrily,[3090]
Interpretation will misquote our looks,
And we shall feed like oxen at a stall,
The better cherish'd, still the nearer death.[3091]15
My nephew's trespass may be well forgot;
It hath the excuse of youth and heat of blood;
And an adopted name of privilege,
A hare-brain'd Hotspur, govern'd by a spleen:
All his offences live upon my head20
And on his father's; we did train him on,
And, his corruption being ta'en from us,[3092]
We, as the spring of all, shall pay for all.
Therefore, good cousin, let not Harry know,
In any case, the offer of the king.25
Ver. Deliver what you will; I'll say 'tis so.[3093][3094]
Here comes your cousin.[3093]
Enter Hotspur and Douglas.[3095]
Hot. My uncle is return'd:[3096]
Deliver up my Lord of Westmoreland.[3096]
Uncle, what news?[3096]30
Wor. The king will bid you battle presently.
Doug. Defy him by the Lord of Westmoreland.[3097]