And that I’ll prove on better men than Somerset,
[♦] Were growing time once ripen’d to my will.
100 For your partaker Pole and you yourself,
I’ll note you in my book of memory,
[♦] To scourge you for this apprehension:
Look to it well and say you are well warn’d.
Som. Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still;
105 And know us by these colours for thy foes,
For these my friends in spite of thee shall wear.
Plan. And, by my soul, this pale and angry rose,