May. God bless your grace with health and happy days!
[♦] Prince. I thank you, good my lord; and thank you all.
20 I thought my mother and my brother York
Would long ere this have met us on the way:
Fie, what a slug is Hastings, that he comes not
To tell us whether they will come or no!
Enter LORD HASTINGS.
Buck. And, in good time, here comes the sweating lord.
25 Prince. Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come?
Hast. On what occasion, God he knows, not I,