[15] Let us survey the vantage of the field;
Call for some men of sound direction:
[♦] Let’s want no discipline, make no delay;
[♦] For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day. [Exeunt.
Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND, SIR WILLIAM BRANDON, OXFORD, and others. Some of the Soldiers pitch Richmond’s tent.
Richm. The weary sun hath made a golden set,
[20] And by the bright track of his fiery car
[♦] Gives signal of a goodly day to-morrow.
[♦] Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my standard.
[♦] Give me some ink and paper in my tent: