[♦] I never was nor never will be false.
[495] K. Rich. Well,
Go muster men; but, hear you, leave behind
[♦] Your son, George Stanley: look your faith be firm,
Or else his head’s assurance is but frail.
[♦] Stan. So deal with him as I prove true to you. [Exit.
Enter a Messenger.
500 Mess. My gracious sovereign, now in Devonshire,
As I by friends am well advertised,
[♦] Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate