You; son John; and my cousin Westmoreland; Towards York shall bend
you with your dearest speed To meet Northumberland and the prelate
Scroop; Who; as we hear; are busily in arms。 Myself and you; son Harry;
will towards Wales To fight with Glendower and the Earl of March。
Rebellion in this laud shall lose his sway; Meeting the check of such
another day; And since this business so fair is done; Let us not leave till all
our own be won。 Exeunt。
THE END
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