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Never to lie and take his natural rest,
* K. Edw. What fates impose, that men must Till Warwick, or himself, be quite suppress'd.
needs abide ; * 2 Watch. To-morrow ihen, belike, shall be the * It boots not to resist both wind and tide. day,
(Exit KING EDWARD, led out; SOMERSET * If Warwick be so near as men report.
with him. *3 Watch. But
what nobleman is * 0.xf. What now remains, my lords, for us to do, that
* But march to London with our soldiers ? * That with the king here resteth in his tent? Wur. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do; *1 Watch. 'Tis the Lord Hastings, the king's To free King Henry from imprisonment, chiefest friend.
And see him seated in the regal throne. (Exeunt. *3 Watch. O, is it so ? But why commands the SCENE IV, London. A Room in the Palace.
king, * That his chief followers lodge in towns about him,
Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and RIVERS. * While he himself keepeth in the cold field ? 'Riv. Madam, what makes you in this sudden * 2 Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because more
'Q. Eliz. Why, brother Rivers, are you get to *3 Watch. Ay; but give me worship and quiet- learn, ness,
• What late misfortune is befall’n King Edward ? * I like it better than a dangerous honour.!
Riv. What, loss of some pitch'd battle against * If Warwick knew in what estate he stands,
Warwick ? *'Tis to be doubted, he would waken him.
• Q. Eliz. No, but the loss of his own royal *1 Watch. Unless our halberts did shut up his
' Riv. Then is my sovereign slain? * 2 Watch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his Q. Eliz. Ay, almost slain, for he is taken pri
royal tent, * But to defend his person from night foes? . Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard, Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMER
• Or by his foe surpris'd at unawares :
• And, as I further have to understand, SET, and Forces.
• Is new committed to the bishop of York, "War. This is luis tent; and see,
· Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe. his guard.
• Riv. These news, I must confess, are full of Coura ge, my masters: honour now, or never !
griet": But follow me, and Elward shall be ours.
• Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may: 1 Watch. Who goes there?
• Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day. *2 Watch. Stay, or thou diest.
Q. Eliz. Till then, fair hope must hinder life's (Warwick, and the rest, cry all-Warwick!
decay. Warwick! and set upon the Guard; who * And I the rather wean me from despair, fly, crying, Arm! Arm! WARWICK, \ * For love of Edward's offspring in my womb : and the rest, following them.
* This is it that makes ine bridle passion, The Drum beating, and Trumpets sounding. Re-* And bear with mildness my mistortune's cross;
enter WARWICK, and the rest, bringing the King * Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear,
* Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown • Som. What are they that fly there ?
• King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English • War. Richard, and Hastings : let them go, here's the duke.
* Riv. But, madam, where is Warwick then be
come ? K. Edw. The duke! why, Warwick, when we
Q. Eliz. I am informed, that he comes towards parted last, Thou call'dst me king ?
* To set the crown once more on Henry's head: • When you disgrac'd me in my embassade,
* Guess thou the rest; King Edward's friends must
down. · Then I'degraded you from being king, And come now to create you duke of York.
' But to prevent the tyrant's violence Alas! how should you govern any kingdom,
• (For trust not him that hath once broken faith, That know not how to use ambassadors;
• I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary, Nor how to be contented with one wife;
' To save at least the heir of Edward's right; Nor how to use your brothers brotherly;
• There shall I rest secure from force, and fraud. Nor how to study for the people's welfare ;
. Come, therefore, let us fly, while we may fly; Nor how to shrowd yourself from enemies ?
• If Warwick take us, we are sure to die. (Exeunt, * K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou SCENE V. A Park near Middleham Castle in here too?
Yorkshire." Enter GLOSTER, HASTINGS, SIR * Nay, then I see, that Edward needs must down.- William STANLEY, and others. • Yei, Warwick, in despite of all mischance, ' Glo. Now, my Lord Hastings, and Sir William « or thee thyself, and all thy complices,
Stanley, • Edward will always bear himself as king : • Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, * Though fortune's malice overthrow my state, • Into this chiefest thicket of the park. *My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. • Thus stands the case : You know, our king, my War. Then, for his mind, be Edward England's
Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands But Henry now shall wear the English crown, He hath good usage and great liberty ; * And be true king indeed ; thou but the shadow,- • And often, but attended with weak guard, • My lord of Somerset, at my request,
• Comes hunting this way to disport himself. See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd I have advertis'd him by secret means, • Vnto my brother, archbishop of York,
That if, about this hour, he make his way, • When I have fought with Pembroke and his Under the colour of his usual game, fellows,
• He shall here find his friends, with horse and men, I'll follow you, and tell what answer
• To set him free from his captivity. Lewis, and the Lady Bona, send to him : Now, for a while, farewell, good duke of York. 2 i. e. in his inind; as far as his own mind goes.
3 Shakspeare follows Holinshed in the representation I This honest watchman's opinion coincides with that here given of King Edward's capture and imprison.
Edward was of Falstaff. See the First Part of King Henry IV Act ment. The whole, however, is untrue. 1 Sc. 3.
never in the hands of Warwick.
Enter King EDWARD and a Huntsman: * K. Hen. Warwick, and Clarence, give me both Hunt. This way, my lord; for this way lies the
* Now join your hands, and, with your hands, your game. • K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; sce, where the
hearis, huntsmen stand.
* That no dissension hinder government : • Now, brother of Gloster, Lord Hastings, and the
! I make you both protectors of this land;
• While I myself will lead a private life, rest, Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer?
And in devotion spend my latter days, Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth haste; To sin's rebuke, and my Creator's praise. • Your horse stands ready at the park corner.
War. What answers Clarence to his sovereign's
will? .K. Edw. But whither shall we then ? • Hasi. To Lynn, my lord: and ship from thence
* Clar. That he consents, if Warwick yield con
sent : to Flanders. 'Glo. Well guess'd, believe me; for that was
* For on thy fortune I repose myself. my meaning.
* War. Why then, though loath, yet must I be
content: 'K. Edw. Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness. * Glo. But wherefore stay we? "tis no time to
* We'll yoke together, like a double shadow talk.
* To Henry's body, and supply his place : *K. Edw. Huntsman, what say'st thou ? wilt thou
* I mean, in bearing weight of government,
* While he enjoys the honour, and his ease. go along? • Hunt. Better do so, than tarry and be hang'd.
And, Clarence, now then it is more th needful, * Glo. Come then, away ; let's have no more ado.
* Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor, K. Edw. Bishop, farewell: shield thee from
* And all his lands and goods be confiscate. Warwick's frown;
Clar. What else? and that succession be deterAnd
min'd. pray that I may repossess the crown. (Exeunt.
*War. Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his SCENE VI. A Room in the Touer. Enler King
part. HENRY, CLARENCE, WARWICK, SOMERSET, * K. Hen. But, with the first of all your chief Young RICHMOND, OXFORD, MONTAGUE, Lieu
atfairs, tenant of the Tower, and Altendants.
* Let me entreat (for I command no more) * K. Hen. Master lieutenant, now that God and * That Margaret your queen, and my son Edward, friends
* Be sent for, to return from France with speed : • Have shaken Edward from the regal seat;
* For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear * And turn'd my captive state to liberty,
* My joy of liberty is half eclips'd. My fear to hope, my sorrows unto jovs;
Clar. "It shall be done, my sovereign, with all * At our enlargement what are thy due fées ?
speed, * Lier. Subjects may challenge nothing of their
'K. Hen. My lord of Somerset, what youth is that, sovereigns;
• of whom you seem to have so tender care ? * But, if an humble prayer may prevail,
• Som. My liege, it is young Henry, earl of Rich*I then crave pardon of your majesty.
mond. * K. Hen. For what, lieutenant? for well using
K. Hen. Come hither, England's hope: If seme ?
cret powers (Lays his Hand on his Head. * Nay, be thou sure, I'll well requite thy kindness,
'Surgest but truth to my divining thoughts, * For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure:
This pretty lad' will prove our country's bliss. * Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds
• His looks are full of peaceful majesty; *Conceive, when, after many moody thoughts,
His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown, * At last, by notes of household harmony,
' His hand to wield a sceptre; and himself * They quite forget their loss of liberty.
Likely, in time, to bless a régal throne. * But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free,
Make much of him, my lords; for this is he, * And chiefly therefore I thank God, and thee;
'Must help you more than you are hurt by me. * He was the author, ihnu the instrument.
Enter a Messenger. * Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite,
* War. What news, my friend ? * By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me;
* Mess. That Edward is escaped from your bro. * And that the people of this blessed land
ther, * May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars;
* And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy. • Warwick, alihough my head still wear the crown, * War. Unsavoury news:
But how made he • I here resign my government to thee,
escape? . For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds.
* Mess. He was convey'd by Richard duke of *War. Your grace hath still been fam'd for vir
* And the Lord Hastings, who attended him * And now may seem as wise as virtuous,
* In secret ambush on the forest side, * By spying, and avoiding, fortune's malice, * And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him; * For few men rightly lemper with the stars:' * Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace,
* For hunting was his daily exercise.
*IVar. My brother was too careless of his charge. * For choosing me, when Clarence is in place.? *But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide * Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the * A salve for any sore that may betide.
sway, * To whom the heavens, in thy nativity,
(Exeunt King HENRY, War. CLAR. Lieut.
and Attendants. * Adjudg’d an olive branch, and laurel crown, * As likely to be blest in peace, and war;
* Som. My lord, I like not of this flight of Ed
ward's: * And therefore I yield thee my free consent.
* * War. And I choose Clarence only for protector.
For, doubtless, Burgundy will yield him help;
first duke of Somerset. Edmond was half brother to King 1 Few men accommodate themselves to their destiny, Henry VI. being the son of that king's mother, Queen or adapt themselves to circunstance.
Catharine, by her second husband, Owen Tudor. Henry 2 See note 1, p. 78.
the Seventh, to show his gratitude to Henry VI. for this * This was adopted from Hall by the author of the old early presage in his favour, solicited Pope Julius to ca. play; Holinshed also copies Hall almoue verifitim - nonize him a saint; but either would not pay the price,
Whom when the king had a good while bebeld, he said or, as Bacon suppuses, the pope refused lesi • as Henry to such princesas were with him. Lo, strelin this is he, to was reputed in the world abroad but for a simple man, whom both we and our adversaries, leaving the posses. the estimation of that kind of honour might be dimin. sion of all things, shall hereafter give roome and place.' ished if there were not a distance kept between inno. p. 678. Henry earl of Richinoud, was the son of Edmond cents and saints." earl of Richmond, and Margaret, daughter to John the 4 i. e. waited for him.
And we shall have more wars, before't be long. Drum. Enter MONTGOMERY, and Forces, marching. * As Henry's late presaging prophecy
Glo. Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery, * Did glad my heart, with hope of this young Rich-Our trusty friend, unless I be deceiv’d. mond;
• K. Edw. Welcome, Sir John! But why como * So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts * What may befall him, to his harm, and ours :
in arms? * Therefore, Lord Oxford, to prevent the worst,
Mont. To help King Edward in his
mo of storm, * Forth with we'll send him hence to Britany,
As every loyal subject ought to do.
• K. Edw. Thanks, good Montgomery: But we * Till storms be past of civil enmity.
now forget * Oxf. Ay; for if Edward repossess the crown, Our title to the crown! and only claim *"l'is like, that Richmond with the rest shall down.
• Our dukedom, uill God please to send the rest, * Som. It shall be so; he shall to Britany. * Come, therefore, let's about it speedily. (Exeunt. I came to serve a king, and not a duke,
• Mont. Then fare you well, for I will hence again; SCENE VII. Before York. Enter King Ed
• Drummer, strike up, and let us march away.
(A March begun. WARD, GLOSTER, HAstings, and Forces.
• K. Edw. Nay, stay, Sir John, a while; and • K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, Lord Hastings,
we'll debate, and the rest ;
* By what safe means the crown may be recover'd. " Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends,
• Mont. What talk you of debating? in few words, • And says—that once more I shall interchange
• If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, • My waned state for Henry's regal crown.
I'll leave you to your fortune ; and be gone, · Well have we pass'd, and now repass the seas,
To keep them back that come to succour you: • And brought desired help from Burgundy: Why should we fight, if you pretend no title ? • What then remains, we being thus arriv'd
Glo. Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice • From Ravenspurg haven' before the gates of York, points ? • But that we enter, as into our dukedom?
* X. Edw. When we grow stronger, then we'll • Glo. The gates inade fast!--Brother, I like not
make our claim;
* Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning. * For many men, that stumble at the threshold, * Hast. Away with scrupulous wit! now arms * Are well foretold--that danger lurks within.
must rule. * K. Edw. Tush, man! abodements must not
* Glo. And fearless minds climb soonest unto now affright us : * By fair or foul means we must enter in,
* Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand; * For hither will our friends repair to us,
* The bruit' thereof will bring you many friends. * Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more, to sum
* K. Edw. Then he it as you will; for 'iis my right, mon them.
* And Henry but usurps the diadem.
Mont. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himEnter, on the Walls, the Mayor of York, and his Brethren,
And now will I be Edward's champion. "May. My lords, we were forewarned of your
Husl. Sound, trumpet; Edward shall be hero
proclaim'd: coming, • And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;
* Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation.
(Gives him a Paper. Flourish. • For now we owe allegiance unto Henry. • K. Edw. But, master mayor, if Henry be your of God, king of England and France, and lord of
Sold. (Reads.) Edward the Fourth, by the grace king,
Ireland, &c. • Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York.
Moni. And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's • May. True, my good lord; I know you for no
right, less. • R. Edw. Why, and I challenge nothing but my
By this I challenge him to single fight.
[Throuis down his Gauntlet. dukedom;
All. Long live Edward the Fourth! * As being well content with that alone.
• K. Edw. Thanks, brave Montgomery; - and Glo. But, when the fox hath once got in his nose,
thanks unto you all. He'll soon find means to make the body follow.
• If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness.
(Aside. Now, for this right, let's harbour here in York: • Hast. Why, master mayor, why stand you in a ' And, when the morning sun shall raise his car doubi?
• Above the border of this horizon, Open the gates, we are King Henry's friends.
· We'll forward towards Warwick, and his mates; May. Ay, say you so ? the gates shall then be
. For, well I wot,* that Henry is no soldier.open'd.
[Ereunt from above, * Ah, froward Clarence !-how evil it beseems thee, • Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded soon: * To'flatter Henry, and forsake thy brother ! * Hast. The good old man would fain that all * Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwere well,
wick. * So'twere not ’long of him :' but, being enter'd,
* Come on, brave soldiers; doubt not of the day;" * I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade
* And, thai once gotten, doubt not of large pay. * Both him, and all his brothers, unto reason.
(Eseunt. Re-enter the Mayor, and Two Aldermen, below. SCENE VIII.S London. A Room in the Palace. • K. Edw. So, master mayor: these gates must
Enter King HENRY, WARWICK, CLARENCE, not be shut,
MONTAGUE, EXETER, and OXFORD. • But in the night, or in the time of war.
War. What counsel, lords ? Edward from Belgia, • What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys; With hasty Germans, and blunt Hollanders,
(Takes his Keys. Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas, • For Edward will defend the town, and thee, And with his troops doth march amain to London ;
And all those friends that deign to follow me. ' And many giddy people flock to him.
1 In the old play this is written Raunspurharen, we these plays. Warwick has but just gone off the stage, may therefore infer that such was the pronunciation.
when Edward says > 2 The mayor is willing we should enter, so he may 'And, lords, towards Coventry bent we our course, not be blamed.
Where peremptory Warwick-now remains. 3 Report. Vide Macbeth, Act v. Sc. 7.
In the original play this scene follows immediately after 4 Know.
King Henry's observations on young Richinond, the 5 This scene is perhaps the worst contrived of any in sixth scene of the present play.
* Oxf. Let's lovy men and beat him back again." " The sun shines hot, and, if we use delay, Clar. A little fire is quickly trodden out
Cold biting winter mars our hop'd for hay." Which, being suffer’d, rivers cannot quench. * Glo. Away betimes, before his forces join, War. In Warwickshire I have true-hearted * And take the great-grown traitor unawares: friends,
* Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry. Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war;
(Ereunt Those will I muster up :--and thou, son Clarence, • Shalt stir, in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent, • The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:
ACT V. • Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham, • Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shall find SCENE I. Coventry. Enter, upon the Walls, • Men well inclin'd to hear what thou command'st : Warwick, the Mayor of Coventry, Two MesAnd thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well belov'd,
sengers, and others. In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.
War. Where is the post that came from valiant My sovereign, with the loving citizens,
Oxford ? * Like to his ísland, girt in with the ocean, * Or modest Dian, circled with her nymphs,
How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fellow?
* 1 Mess. By this at Dunsmore, marching hitherShall rest in London, till we come to him.
ward. Fair lords, take leave, and stand not to reply- War. How far off is our brother Montague ? Farewell, my sovereign.
Where is the post that came from Montague ? K. Hen. Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's
62 Mess. By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop. true hope.? * Clar. In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand.
Enter Sir John SOMERVILLE. * K. Hen. Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortu- "War. Say, Somerville, what says my loving son? nate!
' And, by the guess, how nigh is Clarence now ? * Mont. Comfort, my lord, --and so I take my
• Som. At Southam I did leave him with his forces. leave.
' And do expect him here some two hours hence, * Oxf. And thus, (Kissing Henry's hand,] I seal
[Drum heard. my truth, and bid adieu.
"War. Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his drum. * K. Hen. Swect Oxford, and my loving Monta
* Som. It is not his, my lord : here Southans lies : gue,
* The drum your honour hears, marcheth from * And all at once, once more a happy farewell.
Warwick. War. Farewell, sweet lords ; let's meet at Co
* War. Who should that be? belike, unlook'd ventry.
for friends. (Eseunt WAR. CLAR. OXF. and Mont.
* Som. They are at hand, and you shall quickly * K. Hen. Here at the palace will I rest a while.
know. * Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship? * Methinks, the power,
that Edward hath in field Drums. Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, and * Should not be able to encounter mine.
Forccs, marching. * Ere. The doubt is, that he will seduce the rest. * K. Hen. That's not my fear, my meed" hath
* K. Edw. Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound
a parle. got me fame.
Glo. See how the surly Warwick mans the wall. *I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands, * Nor posted off their suits with slow delays ;
War. O, unbid spite! is sportful Edward come ? *My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduc'd, *My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
That we could hear no news of his repair ? * My mercy dry'd their water-flowing tears :
* K. Edw. Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city *I have not been desirous of their wealth,
gates, * Nor much oppres'd them with great subsidies,
Speak gentle words, and humbly bend thy knee? * Nor forward of revenge, though they much err’d:
• Call Edward-king, and at his hands beg mercy, * Then why should they love Edward more than me?
" And he shall pardon thee these outrages. * No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace;
*War. Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces * And, when the lion fawns upon the lamb,
hence, * The lamb will never cease to follow him.
Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee down ?[Shout within. A Lancaster ! A Lancaster ! And thou shalt still remain the duke of York.
Call Warwick-patron, and be penitent, Exe. Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these ?
Glo. I thought, at least, he would have said
the king; Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, and Soldiers.
Or did he make the jest against his will ? K. Edw. Seize on the shame-fac'd Henry, bear * War. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? him hence,
* Glo. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give; "And once again proclaim us king of England.-
* I'll do thee service for so good a gift.' . You are the fount that makes small brooks to flow : • War. 'Twas I, that gave the kingdom to thy * Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry,
brother. * And swell so much the higher by their ebb.- K. Edw. Why, then 'tis mine, if but by War• Honco with him to the Tower; let him not speak.
(Exeunt some with King Henry. "War. Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight : And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course, And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again : • Where peremptory Warwick now remains :* And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject.
| This line, in the folio copy, is given to the king, to 4 Warwick has but just left the stage, declaring his whose character it is so unsuitable, that it has been intention to go to Coventry. How then could Edward thought best to give it to Oxford, who is the next speak. know of that intention? Shakspeare here again fol. er in the old play.
lowed the old play. Some of the old dramatic writers 2 Shakspeare has twice repeated this passage, which seem to have thought that all the persons of the drama, made an impression upon him in the old play. He has must know whatever was known to the writers them. applied the same expression to the duke of York, where selves, or to the audience. his overthrow at Wakefield is described :
5 The allusion is to the proverb, ‘Make hay while "Environed he was with many foes,
the sun sbines.' And stood against them as the hope of Troy 6 Thus in King John :Against the Greeks.'
"o, where hath our intelligence been drunk ? In tho former instance no trace is to be found of these Where hath it slept?" linos in the old play. Several similar repetitions are
7 That is, enroll myself among thy dependents, found in this Third Part of King Henry VI.
Cowell informs us that servitium is that service which 3 Merit.
the tenant, by reason of his fee, oweth unto his lord.
* K. Edw. But Warwick's king is Edward's pri-1' To bend the fatal instruments of war
' Against his brother, and his lawful king ? And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this, * Perhaps, thou wilt object my holy oath: What is the body, when the head is off?
* To keep that oath, were more impiety Glo. Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast, * Than Jephtha's, when he sacrific'd his daughter. But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten, * I am so sorry for my trespass made, • The king was slily finger'd from the deck !! * That, to deserve well at my brother's hands, You left poor Henry at the bishop's palace, * I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe; And, ten to one, you'll meet him in the Tower. * With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee
K. Edw. 'Tis even so; yet you are Warwick still. * (As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad, ) * Glo. Come, Warwick, take the time, kneel | * 'To plague thee for thy foul misleading me. down, kneel down:
And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee, * Nay, when ?: strike now, or else the iron cools. And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks.
* War. I had rather chop this hand off at a blow, Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends; * And with the other fling it at thy face,
And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults, * Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee. For I will henceforth be no more unconstant, * K. Edw. Sail how thou canst, have wind and *K. Edw. Now welcome more, and ten times tide thy friend;
more belov'd, * This hand, fast wound about thy cold-black hair, Than if thou never hadst deserv'd our hate * Shali, whiles the head is warm, and new cut off, . Glo. Welcome, good Clarence: this is brother*Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood,
like. * Wind-changing Warwick now can change no War. O passing' traitor, perjur'd, and unjust!
K. Edw. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the Enter OXFORD, with Drum and Colours.
town, and fight ? * War. O cheerful colours ! see, where Oxford Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears ?
" War. Alas, I am not coop'd here for defence : comes !
I will away towards Barnet presently, Oxf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!
And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou dar'st. [OXFORD and his Forces enter the City.
K. Edw. Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and . Glo. The gates are open, let us enter too.
leads the way • K. Edw. So other foes may set upon our backs. Lords, to the field; Saint George, and victory. * Stand we in good array; for they, no doubt,
(March. Ereuni. *Will issue out again, and bid us battle: • If not, the city, being but of small defence, SCENE II. A Field of Battle near Barnet. Ala"We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same. rums, and Excursions. Enter King EDWARD, War. O, welcome, Oxford, for we want thy help. bringing in WARWICK wounded. Enter MONTAGUE, with Drum and Colours,
* K. Edw. So, lie thou there: die thou, and die
our fear; Mont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster! (He and his Forces enter the City: * Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee,
* For Warwick was a bug, that fear'd us all."Glo. Thou and thy brother both shall buy this
* That Warwick's bones may keep thine company.
(Esir. • Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. * K. Edw. The harder match'd, the greater
War. Ah, who is nigh? Come to me, friend, or
foe, victory; * My mind presageth happy gain, and conquest.
And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick?
Why ask I that? my mangled body shows, Enter SOMERSET, with Drum and Colours. * My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart
shows Som. Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster! He and his Forces enter
the City: And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe.
That I must yield my body to the earth, Glo. Two of thy name, both dukes of Somerset,' Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge, Have sold their lives unto the house of York And thou shalt be the third, if this sword hold. Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle,
Under whose shade the ramping lion slept; Enter CLARENCE, with Drum and Colours. Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading treo, War. And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps * These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's
* And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind. along, or force enough to bid his brother battle;
black veil, * With whom an upright zeal to rights prevails,
* Have been as pil'cing as the mid-day sun, * More than the nature of a brother's love :
* To search the secret freasons of the world : * Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt, if Warwick The wrinkles in my brows, now hill'd with blood, calls.
Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres ; Clar. Father of Warwick, know you what this For who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave ? means;
And who durst smile, when Warwick bent his brow? (Taking the red Rose out of his Cap. Lo, now my glory smear’d in dust and blood ! Look here, I throw my infamy at thee:
My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, I will not ruinate my father's house,
Even now forsake me ; and, of all my lands, Who gave his blood to limes the stones together,
Is nothing left me, but my body's length 10 * And set up Lancaster. Why, trow'st thou, War. Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust ? wick,
And, 'live we how we can, yet die we must. · That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt,& unnatural, taken prisoner at Tewksbury, 1471, and there behead
ed; his brother
John losing his life in the same Aght.
5 i. e. To cement. L A pack of cards was anciently termed a deck of 6 i. e. stupid, insensible of paternal fondness. cards, or a pair of cards. An instance of a pack of cards 7 i. e. exceeding, egregious. A passing impudent being called a deck, occurs in the Sessions Paper for fellow; insigniter impudens.'-Barel. January, 1789. The term is said to be still used in Ire. 8 Warwick was the bugbear that frightened us all. land.
9 « All the fowls of heaven made their nest in his 2 The palace of the bishop of London.
boughs, and under his branches did all the beasts of tho 3 This expression of impatience has been already no field bring forth their young." Ezekiel, c. xxxi. ticed in The Tempest, and King Richard II.
Cedes coemptis saltibus, et domo 4 The first of these noblemen was Edmund, slain at Villaque.' ns, 1455. The second was Henry
Mors sola fatetar huis son, beheaded after the baule of Hexham, 1463. Quantula sint hominum corpuscula." Jud. The present duke, Edmund, brother to Henry, was Camden mentions in his Remaines, chat Constantine, in
the battle of St.