Henry Lord Scroop of Masham, and the third,
Sir Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland,
Have, for the of France,—O guilt, indeed!—
Confirm'd conspiracy with fearful France;
And by their hands this must die,— 28
If hell and treason hold their promises,—
Ere he take ship for France, and in Southampton.
The sum is paid; the traitors are agreed;
The king from London; and the scene
Is now transported, gentles, to Southampton:
There is the playhouse now, there must you sit:
And thence to France shall we convey you safe,
And bring you back, charming the narrow seas
To give you gentle ; for, if we may,
We'll not offend one stomach with our play. 40
[London. A street]
Enter Corporal Nym and Lieutenant Bardolph.
Bard. Well met, Corporal Nym.
Nym. Good morrow, Lieutenant Bardolph.
Bard. What, are
friends yet? 4
Nym. For my part, I care not: I say little;
but when time shall serve, there shall be ;
3 Ancient: Ensign
6 smiles; cf. n.