POWIS.
Herbert, I think my sword came near thy heart.
HERBERT.
Thy heart's best blood shall pay the loss of mine.
GOUGH.
A Herbert! a Herbert!
DAVY.
A Pawesse! a Pawesse!
[As they are lifting their weapons, enter the Mayor of
Hereford, and his Officers and Towns-men with clubs.]
MAYOR.
My Lords, as you are liege men to the Crown,
True noblemen, and subjects to the King,
Attend his Highness' proclamation,
Commanded by the Judges of Assize,
For keeping peace at this assembly.
HERBERT.
Good Master Mayor of Hereford be brief.
MAYOR.
Sergeant, without the ceremony of Oyes,
Pronounce aloud the proclamation.
SERVANT.
The King's Justices, perceiving what public mischief may ensue
this private quarrel, in his majesty's name do straightly charge
and command all persons, of what degree soever, to depart this
city of Hereford, except such as are bound to give attendance at
this Assize, and that no man presume to wear any weapon,
especially welsh-hooks, forest bills--
OWEN.
Haw, no pill nor wells hoog? ha?
MAYOR.
Peace, and hear the proclamation.
SERVANT.
And that the Lord Powesse do presently disperse and discharge
his retinue, and depart the city in the King's peace, he and his
followers, on pain of imprisonment.
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