King Edward

My gallant Rokesby, ye shall be rewarded At our royal leisure. Nobles, hear ye this? Montague, D’Arcy, to the field prepare,— [Exeunt MONTAGUE and D’ARCY. Percy and John of Hainault, marshal quick Your numerous troops,—and let the traitors feel The strength of English spear and English bow. [Exeunt PERCY and HAINAULT. Scots, if ye cheat me now, like Vortigern I’ll tear the plaited mail from off my shoulders, And rush upon destruction!