[♦] Sir Iohn. Shee shall not neede my Lorde, weele meete her in the field.
[♦] York What with fiue thousand souldiers vncle?
Rich. I father, with fiue hundred for a need,
[50] A womans generall, what should you feare?
[♦] York. Indeed, manie braue battels haue I woon
In Normandie, when as the enimie
Hath bin ten to one, and why should I now doubt
Of the like successe? I am resolu’d. Come lets goe.
[55] Edw. Lets martch awaie, I heare their drums. Exit.