Lob down their heads, dropping the hides and hips,
The gum down-roping from their pale-dead eyes, 48
And in their pale dull mouths the gimmal'd bit
Lies foul with chew'd grass, still and motionless;
And their executors, the knavish crows,
Fly o'er them, all impatient for their hour. 52
Description cannot suit itself in words
To demonstrate the life of such a battle
In life so lifeless as it shows itself.
Con. They have said their prayers, and they stay for death. 56
Dau. Shall we go send them dinners and fresh suits,
And give their fasting horses provender,
And after fight with them?
Con. I stay but for my guard: on, to the field! 60
I will the banner from a trumpet take,
And use it for my haste. Come, come, away!
The sun is high, and we outwear the day. Exeunt.
Scene Three
[The English Camp]
Enter Gloucester, Bedford, Exeter, Erpingham, with all his host: Salisbury, and Westmoreland.
Glo. Where is the king?
Bed. The king himself is rode to view their battle.
West. Of fighting men they have full three-score thousand.
Exe. There's five to one; besides, they all are fresh. 4
47 Lob down: droop
48 down-roping: hanging down
49 gimmal'd: made of rings or links
60, 61 Cf. n.
61 trumpet: trumpeter
63 outwear: are wasting
2 battle: battle lines
