K. Rich. But in your daughter's womb I bury them: 424
Where, in that nest of spicery, they will breed
Selves of themselves, to your recomforture.
Q. Eliz. Shall I go win my daughter to thy will?
K. Rich. And be a happy mother by the deed. 428
Q. Eliz. I go. Write to me very shortly,
And you shall understand from me her mind.
K. Rich. Bear her my true love's kiss; and so farewell.
Exit Q[ueen Elizabeth].
Relenting fool, and shallow changing woman! 432
Enter Ratcliff [followed by Catesby].
How now! what news?
Rat. Most mighty sovereign, on the western coast
Rideth a puissant navy; to our shores
Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends, 436
Unarm'd, and unresolv'd to beat them back.
'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral;
And there they hull, expecting but the aid
Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore. 440
K. Rich. Some light-foot friend post to the Duke of Norfolk:
Ratcliff, thyself, or Catesby; where is he?
Cate. Here, my good lord.
K. Rich. Catesby, fly to the duke.
Cate. I will, my lord, with all convenient haste. 444
K. Rich. Ratcliff, come hither. Post to Salisbury:
When thou com'st thither—[To Catesby.] Dull, unmindful villain,
Why stay'st thou here, and go'st not to the duke?
425 Cf. n.
426 recomforture: renewed comfort
439 hull: drift; cf. n.
441 light-foot: nimble
Norfolk; cf. n.
445 Ratcliff; cf. n.
Salisbury; cf. n.
