Where stain'd nobility lies trodden on,
And rebels' arms triumph in massacres!
Lanc. We breathe too long: come, cousin Westmoreland,
Our duty this way lies: for God's sake, come. 16
and Earl of Westmoreland.]
Prince. By God, thou hast deceiv'd me, Lancaster;
I did not think thee lord of such a spirit:
Before, I lov'd thee as a brother, John;
But now, I do respect thee as my soul, 20
King. I saw him hold Lord Percy at the point
With lustier maintenance than I did look for
Of such an ungrown warrior.
Prince.O! this boy
Lends mettle to us all. Exit.
Enter Douglas.
Doug. Another king! they grow like Hydra's heads: 25
I am the Douglas, fatal to all those
That wear those colours on them: what art thou,
That counterfeit'st the person of a king? 28
King. The king himself; who, Douglas, grieves at heart
So many of his shadows thou hast met
And not the very king. I have two boys
Seek Percy and thyself about the field: 32
But, seeing thou fall'st on me so luckily,
I will assay thee; so defend thyself.
Doug. I fear thou art another counterfeit;
And yet, in faith, thou bear'st thee like a king:
22 lustier maintenance: more vigorous bearing
25 Hydra: a fabled monster, whose heads grew again as they were cut off
