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Chapter 148
Scene III. The rebel camp near Shrewsbury.Enter Hotspur, Worcester, Douglas, Vernon. Hot. We'll fight with him to-night. Wor. It may not be. Doug. You give him then advantage. Ver. Not a whit. Hot. Why say you so? Looks he no for supply? Ver. So do we. Hot. His is certain, ours 's doubtful. Wor. Good cousin, be advis'd; stir not to-night. Ver. Do not, my lord. Doug. You do not counsel well. You speak it out of fear and cold heart. Ver. Do me no slander, Douglas. By my life- And I dare well maintain it with my life- If well-respected honour bid me on I hold as little counsel with weak fear As you, my lord, or any Scot that this day lives. Let it be seen to-morrow in the battle Which of us fears. Doug. Yea, or to-night. Ver. Content. Hot. To-night, say I. Come, come, it
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