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Long since we were resolved of your truth,

Your faithful service and your toil in war;

Yet never have you tasted our reward,

Or been reguerdon'd with so much as thanks,

Because till now we never saw your face:

Therefore, stand up; and for these good deserts,

We here create you Earl of Shrewsbury;

And in our coronation take your place.

Sennet. Flourish. Exeunt.

Ver. Now, sir, to you, that were so hot at sea,

Disgracing of these colours that I wear

In honour of my noble Lord of York,

Dar'st thou maintain the former words thou spak'st?

Bas. Yes, sir: as well as you dare patronage

The envious barking of your saucy tongue

Against my lord the Duke of Somerset.

Ver. Sirrah, thy lord I honour as he is.

Bas. Why, what is he? as good a man as York.

Ver. Hark ye; not so: in witness, take ye that.

Strikes him.

Bas. Villain, thou know'st the law of arms is such

That, whoso draws a sword, 'tis present death,

Or else this blow should broach thy dearest blood.

But I'll unto his majesty, and crave

I may have liberty to venge this wrong;

When thou shalt see I'll meet thee to thy cost.

Ver. Well, miscreant, I'll be there as soon as you;

And, after, meet you sooner than you would.

Exeunt.  20 resolved: convinced

26 Cf. n.

38, 39 Cf. n. 