[♦] Q. Eliz. I go. Write to me very shortly,
[♦] And you shall understand from me her mind.
[430] K. Rich. Bear her my true love’s kiss; and so, farewell. [Exit Queen Elizabeth.
[♦] Relenting fool, and shallow, changing woman!
Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY following.
[♦] How now! what news?
[♦] Rat. My gracious sovereign, on the western coast
[♦] Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore
435 Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends,
Unarm’d, and unresolved to beat them back: