The manner of their taking may appear
At large discoursed in this paper here.
Boling. We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy pains,
And to thy worth will add right worthy gains. 12
Enter Fitzwater.
Fitz. My lord, I have from Oxford sent to London
The heads of Brocas and Sir Bennet Seely,
Two of the dangerous consorted traitors
That sought at Oxford thy dire overthrow. 16
Boling. Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not be forgot;
Right noble is thy merit, well I wot.
Enter Percy and Carlisle.
H. Percy. The grand conspirator, Abbot of Westminster,
With clog of conscience and sour melancholy, 20
Hath yielded up his body to the grave;
But here is Carlisle living, to abide
Thy kingly doom and sentence of his pride.
Boling. Carlisle, this is your doom: 24
Choose out some secret place, some reverend room,
More than thou hast, and with it joy thy life;
So, as thou livest in peace, die free from strife:
For though mine enemy thou hast ever been, 28
High sparks of honour in thee have I seen.
Enter Exton, with [Attendants bearing] a coffin.
Exton. Great king, within this coffin I present
Thy buried fear: herein all breathless lies
The mightiest of thy greatest enemies, 32
Richard of Bordeaux, by me hither brought.
10 discoursed: narrated
20 clog: weight; cf. n.
22 abide: await
25 secret: private
26 joy: enjoy
33 Bordeaux; cf. n.
