O God, have I overcome mine enemy in this presence?
O Peter, thou hast prevailed in right!

Thump.

Peter, forsooth.

I thank you all: drink, and pray for me, I pray
you; for I think I have taken my last draught in
this world. Here, Robin, an if I die, I give thee
my apron: and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer:
and here, Tom, take all the money that ...

Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity
my case. The spite of man prevaileth against me. O
Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to
fight a blow. O Lord, my heart!

By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak them to
me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my
Lord of York's armour.

That my master was? no, forsooth: my master said
that he was, and that the king was an usurper.

Giving his petition Against my master, Thomas
Horner, for saying that the Duke of York was rightful
heir to the crown.

Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him.
I'll be the first, sure.