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The remnant northward, lying off from Trent,
And our indentures tripartite are drawn :
Which being sealed interchangeably,
(A business that this night may execute,)
To-morrow, cousin Percy, you, and I,
And my good lord of Worcester, will set forth,
To meet your father, and the Scottish

power,
As is appointed us, at Shrewsbury.
My father Glendower is not ready yet,
Nor shall we need his help these fourteen days:-
Within that space, [To GLEND.] you may have

drawn together Your tenants, friends, and neighbouring gentleGlend. A shorter time shall send me to you,

lords, And in my conduct shall your ladies come: From whom you now must steal, and take no leave; For there will be a world of water shed, Upon the parting of your wives and you. Hot. Methinks, my moiety," north from Burto

here, In quantity equals not one of yours : See, how this river comes me cranking in, And cuts me, from the best of all my land, A huge half-moon, a monstrous cantle out." I'll have the current in this place damn'd up; And here the smug and silver Trent shall run, In a new channel, fair and evenly: It shall not wind with such a deep indent, To rob me of so rich a bottom here, Glen. Not wind? it shall, it must; you see, it

doth.

3 Methinks, my moiety,] The division is here into three parts, Amoiety was frequently used by the writers of Shakspeare's age, as a portion of any thing, though not divided into two equal parts.

4-cantle out.] A cantle is a corner, or piece of any thing

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Hotspur. Trent shall not wind with such a deep indent. Giendow. Not wind ? it shall, it must; you doth

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Mort. Yea, But mark, how he bears his course, and runs me up With like advantage on the other side ; Gelding the opposed continent as much, As on the other side it takes from you. . Wor. Yea, but a little charge will trench him

here,
And on this north side win this cape of land ;
And then he runs straight and even.

Hot. I'll have it so; a little charge will do it.
Glend. I will not have it alter'd.
Hot.

Will not you:
Glend. No, nor you shall not.
Hot.

Who shall say me nay?
Glend. Why, that will I.
Hot.

Let me not understand you then, Speak it in Welsh.

Glend. I can speak English, lord, as well as you; For I was train'd up in the English court :) Where, being but young, I framed to the harp Many an English ditty, lovely well, And gave the tongue a helpful ornament; A virtue that was never seen in you.

Hot. Marry, and I'm glad of it with all my heart; I had rather be a kitten, and cry-mew, Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers : I had rather hear a brazen canstick' turn'd, Or a dry wheel grate on an axle-tree; And that would set my teeth nothing on edge, Nothing so much as inincing poetry;

s For I was train'd up in the English court :] The real name of Owen Glendower was Vaughan, and he was originally a barrister of the Middle Temple.

the tongue -] The English language.

a brazen canstick turn'd,] The word candlestick, which destroys the harmony of the line, is written canstick in the quartos, 1598, 1599, and 1608; and so it was pronounced. Heywood, and several of the old writers, constantly spell it in this manner,

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'Tis like the forc'd gait of a shuffling nag.

Glend. Come, you shall have Trent turn'd.

Hot. I do not care: I'll give thrice so much land To

any well-deserving friend; But, in the way of bargain, mark ye me, I'll cavil on the ninth part of a hair. Are the indentures drawn? shall we be gone? Glend. The moon shines fair, you may away by

night: I'll haste the writer, and, withal, Break with your wives of your departure hence : I am afraid, my daughter will run mad, So much she doteth on her Mortimer. [Exit, Mort. Fye, cousin Percy! how you cross my

father! Hot. I cannot choose: sometimes he angers me, With telling me of the moldwarp and the ant, Of the dreamer Merlin and his prophecies ; And of a dragon and a finless fish, A clip-wing'd griffin, and a moulten raven, A couching lion, and a ramping cat, And such a deal of skimble-skamble stuff As puts me from my faith. I tell you

what,
He held me, but last night, at least nine hours,
In reckoning up the several devils' names,
That were his lackeys: I cried, humph,--and well,-

go to,
But mark'd him not a word. O, he's as tedious
As is a tired horse, a railing wife;
Worse than a smoky house :- I had rather live
With cheese and garlick, in a windmill, far,

8 I'll haste the writer,] He means the writer of the articles.

9 of the moldwarp and the ant,] This alludes to an old prophecy, which is said to have induced Owen Glendower to take arms against King Henry. The mould-warp is the mole, so called because it renders the surface of the earth unlevel by the hillocks which it raises.

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