Farewell at once, for once, for all, and ever.
BUSHY Well, we may meet again.
BAGOT I fear me, never.
[Exeunt]
KING RICHARD II
ACT II
SCENE III Wilds in Gloucestershire.
[Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE and NORTHUMBERLAND, with Forces]
HENRY BOLINGBROKE How far is it, my lord, to Berkeley now?
NORTHUMBERLAND Believe me, noble lord,
I am a stranger here in Gloucestershire:
These high wild hills and rough uneven ways
Draws out our miles, and makes them wearisome,
And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
But I bethink me what a weary way
From Ravenspurgh to Cotswold will be found
In Ross and Willoughby, wanting your company,
Which, I protest, hath very much beguiled
The tediousness and process of my travel:
But theirs is sweetened with the hope to have
The present benefit which I possess;
And hope to joy is little less in joy
Than hope enjoy'd: by this the weary lords
Shall make their way seem short, as mine hath done
By sight of what I have, your noble company.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Of much less value is my company
Than your good words. But who comes here?
[Enter HENRY PERCY]
NORTHUMBERLAND It is my son, young Harry Percy,
Sent from my brother Worcester, whencesoever.
Harry, how fares your uncle?
HENRY PERCY I had thought, my lord, to have learn'd his health of you.
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