But we our kingdom's safety must so
Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws 176
We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,
Poor miserable wretches, to your death;
The taste whereof, God of his mercy give
You patience to endure, and true repentance 180
Of all your offences! Bear them hence.
Exeunt [Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, guarded].
Now, lords, for France! the enterprise whereof
Shall be to you, as us, glorious.
We doubt not of a fair and lucky war, 184
Since God so graciously hath brought to light
This dangerous treason lurking in our way
To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now
But every is smoothed on our way. 188
Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver
Our puissance into the hand of God,
Putting it in .
Cheerly to sea! the of war : 192
No king of England, if not king of France.
[London. A street]
Enter Pistol, Nym, Bardolph, Boy, and Hostess.
Host. Prithee, honey-sweet husband, let me
thee to .
Pist. No; for my manly heart doth
175 tender: cherish
181 dear: grievous
183 like: in equal degree
188 rub: obstacle
191 straight: at once
192 signs: standards
2 bring: accompany
Staines: first stage on the road from London to Southampton
3 yearn: grieve