agayne, and we are Conquerours.

_Phil_. Stand or ne're stirre agayne.

_Nav_. What meane these knights?

_Pem_. To stop your passage this way, great Navar.
I charge thee by the duty of a king,
Thy love to Justice and thy subjects lives,
You sound retreat and make a peace with Fraunce.

_Nav_. A peace! and have the vantage of the day!

_Bow_. That's a tricke by Jesu to mocke an Ape: wee'le none of that.

_Nav_. Wee'le have no peace but what our swords can make.
Follow the chase.

_Phil_. Are you growne insolent?
For one light puffe of fortune proves it so?
Nay, then our swords turn to your overthrow.

_Alarum: they fight and drive in Navar_.

_Fer_. That was my father that you fought against.

_Phil_. You did as much to mine.

_Pem_. Princes, agree:
Force cannot end this war, but policy.
Therefore disperse your selves, and let our Squires
With Trumpets in their mouthes sound lowd retreat
Where you perceive the fight most violent.
The strangenesse of which act will straight amaze;
When they shall heare both peace and war denounc'd,
And one selfe instant, they will soone retire
To know the issue. Princes, fall to worke,
Tis worke of charity; 'twould doe me good
If we could end this battell without bloud.

_Fer_. I hope we shall: farewell, Ile to my charge.

_Pem_. The like will Pembrooke.

_Phil_. Philip is not last:
Yet, though I seeke the safety of my friends,
Rodorick shall lose his bloud e're this fight ends.

_Alarum; excursions. Enter Peter leading Thomasin_.

_Pet_. Struggle not, strive not; your sweete heart Bowyer cannot save
you. Without prolixity you must goe with mee.

_Tho_. Helpe, helpe.

_Pet_. And the God of warre come in thy defence my humour is to kill him.
Come away.

_Enter Bowyer_.

_Bow_. By Jesu, and you go this way you must pay custom. Zounds, you
pick-hatch[150] Cavaliero petticote-monger, can you find time to be
catching _Thomasin_? come, deliver, or by Zenacrib & the life of
king Charlimayne, Ile thrash your coxcombe as they doe hennes at
Shrovetyde[151]. No, will you not doe, you Tan-fat? Zounds, then have
at you.

_They fight, Bowyer hath the wench, rescued by Fraunce,
recovered by Navar. Philip meetes Rodorick, rescued by
Peter. Retreat is sounded, the enemies begin to retire,
Rodorick chased by Philip. Enter at severall doores,
after retreate sounded, Pembrooke and Ferdinand_.

_Ferd_. Are the Kings severd? will they bow to