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Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, And shut the gates for safety of ourselves; This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss. For now we owe allegiance unto lleurs. [king, IIis looks are full of peaceful majesty;
K. Edw. But, master inayor, it llenry be your His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown, Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York. Ilis land to wield a sceptre; and himself 5 Major. True, my good lord; I know you for Likely, in time, to bless a regal throne.
no less. Make much of him, my lords ; for this is he, K. Edw. Why, and I challenge nothing but my Must help you more than you are hurt by me.
dukecom; Enter a Post,
As being well content with that alone. War. What news, my friend?
101 Gle. But, when the fox has once gotinliis pose, Post. ThatEdward is escaped from your brother, He'll soon find means to make the body follow. And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy,
[Aside. War.Unsavoury news: But how made he escape: Hast. Why, master mayor, why stand you in Post.He was convey'd by RicharddukeofGloster,
a doubt? And the lord Hastings, who attended him 15 Open the gates, we are king Henry's friends. In secret ambush on the forest side,
layor. Ay, say you so? the gates shall then And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him;
[He di scenils. For hunting was his daily exercise.
Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded soon! War. My brotherwas too careless of his charge. Hast. The good old man would fain that all But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide 201
were well, A salve for any sore that may betide, [Ereunt. So 'twere not ’long of bim: but, being enter'd,
Manent Somerset, Richmond, and Oxford. I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade
Re-enter the Alayor and truo Aldermer, below. For, doubtless, Burgundy will yield him help: 25 K. Edw. So, master mayor: these gates mus? And we shall have more wars, before 't be long:
not be shut, As Henry's late presaging prophecy
[inond: But in the night, or in the time of war. Did glad my heart, with hope of this young Rich What! tear not, man, but yield me up the keys; So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts
Takes his keys. What may befall him, to his harm, and ours: 30 For Edward will defend the town, and thee, Therefore, lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, And all those friends that deign to follow me. Forthwith we'll send hiin hence to Britany, Turch. Enter Montgomery, teith a Drum and 'Till storms be past of civil enmity.
Soldiers. 0.xf. Ay: for, if Edward re-possess the crown, Glo. Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery, "Tislike, that Richmond with the rest shall down. 35 Our trusty friend, unless I be deceiv’d. [in armis? Som, It shall be so; he shall to Britany.
K.Ed.Welcome, Sir John! But why come you Come, therefore, let's about it speedily. (Ereunt. Montg. To help kingEdwardlin his time of storm, SCENE VII.
As every loyal subjecv ought to do. (now forget York.
K. Eil:..Thanks, goou Montgomery: Lut we EnterKing Edward, Gloster, Hæstings and Scldiers. 10 Our title to the crown; and only claiin K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, lord llastings, Our dukedom, 'till God please to send the rest. and the rest ;
Alonly. Then fare you well, for I will hence Yet thus far fortune maketb uş amends,
again; And says--that once inore I shall interchange My wained state for Henry's regal crown.
I came to serve a king, and not a dukr.
45 Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. Well have we pass'd, and now repass'd the seas.
[The drum begins a march. And brought desired help froin Burgundy: K..Ed::. Nay, stay; Sir John, å while; and What theu remains, we being thus arriv'd
we'll debate, From Ravenspurg haven before the gates of York, By what safe incans the crown may be recover'd. But that we enter, as into our dukedom? [this; 50 long. What talk you of debating? intew words
Glo. The gates made fast: Brother, I like not If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, For many men, that stumble at the threshold, I'll leave you to your fortune; and be gone, Are well foretold--that danger lurks within. To keep then back that come to succour you: K. Edw.Tush, man! abodements inust not now Why should we tight, if you pretend no title
allright us: By fair or foul means we must enterin,
|55Glo. Why, brother, wberefore stand you on nice Forhither willour friends repair to us. (inon them.
[ınake our claim Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more, to sum
K. Edz. When we grow stronger, then we'll Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his
'Till then,,'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning.
Hast. Away with scrupulous wit! now arms
crownsAfayor. My lords, we were forewarned of your Glo. And fearless minds climb soonest, unto coming,
Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand; · He was afterwards Hepry VII. a inan who put an end to the civil war of the two Houses.. He was grandfather to queen Elizabeth, and the king froin whom James inherited..
The bruit' thereof will bring you many friends. Or modest Dian, circled with her nymphs,
K. Edw. Then be it as you will: for’tis my right, Shall rest in London, 'till we come to him.And Henry but usurps the diadem. [himselt; Fair lords, take leave, and stand not to reply:Montg. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like Farewell, my sovereign.
[true hope. And now will I be Edward's champion.
5 K.Herry. Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's Hust. Sound, trumpet; Edward shall be here Clar. In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand. proclaim'd:
K. Henry. Well-minded Clarence, be thou forCome, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation.
(leave. [Flourish. Mont. Comfort, my lord ;—and so I take my Sold. [reads] Edward the fourth, by the grace 10 Oxf:[Kissing Henry'shand.] And thus I seal my of God, king of England and France, and lord of
truth, and bid adieu.
[tague, Ireland, &c.
K. Henry. Sweet Oxford, and my loving MonMont. And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's And all at once, once more a happy farewell. By this I challenge him to single fight. [right, Wur. Farewell, sweet lords; let's meet at Co
[Throws d run his gauntlet. 15 ventry: All. Long live Edward the fourth!
[Exeunt Warwick, Clarence,Oxford,and Montague. K. Edw. Thanks, brave Montgomery ;-and! K. Henry. Here at the palace will I rest a while. thanks unto you all.
Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship? If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness. Methinks, the power, that Edward hath in field, Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York; 20 Should not be able to encounter mine. And, when the morning sun shall raise his car, Exe. The doubt is, that he will seduce the rest, Above the border of this horizon,
K. Henry. That's not my fear, my meeda hath We'll forward towards Warwick, and his mates;
got me fame: For well I wot that Henry is no soldier. I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands, Ah, froward Clarence!-howevilit beseems thce, 25 Nor posted oti their suits with slow delays ; To tlatter Henry, and forsakethy brother! [wick. My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds, Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and War My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs, Come on, bravę soldiers; doubt not of the day; My mercy dry'd their water-flowing tears: And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay.
I have not been desirous of their wealth,
[Exeunt. 30 Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies, SCENE VIII.
Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd; London.
Then why should they love Edward inore than me? Enter King Henry, Warwick, Clarence, Mon No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace: tague, Ereter, and 0.1fird.
And, when the lion fawns upon the lamb, War. What counsellords? Edward from Belgia, 35 The lamb will never cease to follow him. With hasty Germans, and blunt Hollanders,
[Shout within. A Lancaster! a Lancaster ! Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas, Ere. Hark,hark,my lord! what shouts are these? And with his troops doth march amain to London; Enter King Edward, Gloster, and Soldiers. And many giddy people flock to him. [again. K. Edw. Seize on the shame-fac'd Renry, bear
K. Henry. Let's levy men, and beat him back 40 him hence, Clar. A little fire is quickly trodden out; And once again proclaim us king of England.Which, being suifer'd, rivers cannot quench. You are the fount, that makes small brooks to flow :
War. In Warwickshire I have true-hearted Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry, Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war; [friends, And swell so much the higher by their ebb.Those will I muster up :-and thou, son Clarence, 45 Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak. Sbalt stir in Sufiolk, Norfolk, and in Kent,
[Exeunt some with King Henry. The knights and gentlemen to come with thee: And, lords, towardsCoventry bend we our course, Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham, Where peremptory Warwick now remains ; Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shalt find l'he sun shines hot, and, if we use delay, Menwellinclin'dtohear what thou command'st: 50 Cold biting winter mers our hop'd-for hay, And thou, brave Oxford, wond'rous well belov'd, Glo. Away betimes, before his forces join, In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends. And take the great-grown traitor unawares: My sovereign, with the loving citizens, Brave warriors, march annain towards Coventry. Like to ais island, girt in with the ocean,
1 Mes.Bythisat Dunsmore, marchinghitherward. Before the Town of Cocentry.
War. How far off is our brother Montague? Enter Warwick, the Mayor of Coventry, tro Mes-60 Where is the post that came from Montague? sengers, and others, upon the walls.
2 Mes. By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop. War. WHERE is the post, that came from
Enter Sir John Somerville.
War. Say, Somerville, what says my loving son? How far bence is thy lord, mine honest fellow? And, by thy guess, how nigh is Clarence now?
4. e. merit.
:i.e, noise or report.
Somert. AtSouthamIdid leave him withhis forces, Enter Orford, with drum and colours.
(triends. K. Edw. So other foes may set upon our backs. War. Who should that be? belike, unlook'd-for: Stand we in good artay; for they, no doubt, Somers. They are at hand, and you shall Will issue out again, and bid us battle : quickly know.
If not, the city being of small defence, March. Flourish. Enter King Edward, Gloster, 10 We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same. and Soldiers.
War.0,welcome,Oxford! for we want thy help. K. Edw. Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound Enter Montague, with drum and colours, a parley:
Nont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster! Glo. See, how the surly Warwick mans the wall. Glı). Thou and thy brother both shall buy this · War. Oh, unbid spight! is sportful Edward 15
Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduc'd, K.Edw.The harder match'd the greatervictory; That we could hear no news of his repair ? My mind presageth happy gain, and conquest. K. Edw. Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the Enter Somerset, wiih drum and colours. city gatos,
201 Som. Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster! Speak gentle words,and humbly bend thy knee: Glo. Two of thy name, both dukes of Somerset, Call Edward-king, and at his hands beg mercy, Have sold their lives unto the house of York ; And he shall pardon thee these outrages. [hence, And thou shalt be the third, if this sword hold.
War. Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces Enter Clarence, with drum and colours. Confess who set thee up and pluck’ thee down?-25 War. And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps Call Warwick-patron, and be penitent,
along, And thou shalt still remain the duke of York. Of force enough to bid his brother battle ; Glo. I thought, at least he would have said--the With whom an upright zeal to right prevails, king:
More than the nature of a brother's love: [calls. Or did he make the jest against his will? 30 Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt if Warwick
War. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? [A parley is sounded; Richard and Clarence whis
Glo. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give; per together; and then Clarence takes l:is red rose I'll do thee service for so good a gift.
out of his hat, and throws it at Warwick. War. 'Twas I, that gave the kingdom to thy Clar. Father of Warwick, know you what this brother. (wick's gift. 35
means? K. Edw. Why, then 'tis mine, if but by War Look here, I throw my infamy at thee:
War. Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight: I will not ruinate my tather's house,
To bend the fatal instruments of war
Glo. Alas, that Warwick had no more fore-cast, To keep that oath, were more iinpiety
k. Edw. 'Tisevenso; yet you are Warwick still. With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee, Glo. Come, Warwick, take the time, kneel50 (As I will meet thee, it thou stir abroad) down, kneel down.
To plague thee for thy foul misleading me. Nay, when? strike now, or else the iron cools. Ind so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee,
War. I had rather chop this hand off at a blow, And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks. And with the other fling it at thy face,
Pardon nie, Edward, I will make ainends; Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee. 55 And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults, K. Edw. Sail how thou canst, have wind and For I will henceforth be no more unconstant. tide thy friend;
K. Edw. Now welcome more, and ten times This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair,
more belov'd, Shall, whiles thy head is warm, and new cut off, Thanif thou never hadst deserv'd our hate. (like. Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood,-60 Glo. Welcome, good Clarence; this is brotherIl'ind-changing Warwick now can change no more. Wur. O passing* traitor, perjur'd and unjust!
* A pack of cards was anciently, and is still in Staffordshire, term'd a deck of cards. * i.e. to cement the stones. Lime makes mortar. Stupid, insensible of fraternal fondness.
*ie. emiKent, egregious
K. Edw. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the |And said, --Commend me to my valiant brother. town, and fight?
And more he would have said; and more he spoke
War. Alas, I am not coop'd here for defence: That could not be distinguish’d; but, at last,
5 I well might hear deliver'd with a groan,--
Fly, lords, and save yourselves; for Warwick bids Lords, to the field ; Saint George, and victory You all farewell, to meet in heaven. Dies.
[Exeurt. 10 0.1f.Away,away,tomeetthe queen's great power! dfurch. Waruick and his company follow.
[They bear away his body, and Exeunt.
Another part of the Field.
Flourish. Enter King Edward in triumph; with
K. Edw. Thus far our fortune keeps an upward K. Edw. So, lie thou there; die thou, and die
course, our fear;
And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory. For Carwick was a bug', that fear'd’us all. But, in the midst of this bright-shining day, Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee, 201 spy a black, suspicious, threat'ning cloud, That Warwick's bones may keep thine company,
That will encounter with our glorious sun,
Erit. Ere he attain his easeful western bed:
Hath rais'd in Gallia, have arriv'd our coast,
' Jove'sspreadingtree, Her faction will be full as strong as ours.
We, having now the best at Barnet field,
(Excunt. And whodurstsmile when Warwich bent hisbrow:
set, Orford, and Soldiers.
their loss, And, live we how we can, yet die we must. But chearly seck how to redress their harms. Enter Oxford and Somerset.
What though the mast be now blown over-board,
And half our sailors swallow'd in the food?
War. Why,thenswouldnot fly. Ah, Montague, 53 And give more strength to that which hath too
breath d his Why, is not Oxford here, another anchor?
i. e. which made us all fear. :ie. a clamour of tongues.
The friends of France our shrouds and tacklings? My tears gainsay'; for every word I speak, And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I Yë see, I drink the water of mine eyes. (vereign, For once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge ? Therefore, no more but this:-Henry, your so
r We will not from the helm, to sit and weep; [no, Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd, But keep our course, though the rough winds say—5 His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain, From shelves and rocks that threatenuswithwreck. His statutes cancell’d, and his treasure spent; As good to chide the waves, as speak them fair. And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil
. And what is Edward, but a ruthless sea? You fight in justice: then, in God's name, lords, What Clarence, but a quick-sand of deceit?, Be valiant, and give signal to the fight. And Richard, but a ragged fatal rock? 10[Both parties go out. Alarum. Retreat. Excursions. All these the enemies to our poor bark.
SCENE V. Say, you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while: Enter King Edward, Gloster, Clarence, &c. The Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly sink: Queen, Oxford, and Somerset, prisoners. Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off, K. Edw. Lo, here a period of tumultuous broils. Or else you famish, that's a threefold death. 15 Away with Oxford to Hammes' Castle straight: This speak I, lords, to let you understand, For Somerset, off with his guilty head. In case some one of you would fly from us, Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak. That there's no hop'd-for mercy with the brothers, Oxf. For iny part, I'll not trouble thee with More than with ruthless waves, with sands, and
20 Som. Nor I, but stoop with patience to my Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided,
[Exeunt Orford and Somerset, guarded "Twere childish weakness to lament, or fear. Queen. So part we sadly in this troublous world,
Prince. Methinks, a woman of this valiant spirit to meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem. Should, if a coward heard her speak these words, K. Edw. Is proclamation made,-that, who Infuse his breast with magnanimity,
finds Edward, And make him, naked, foil a man at arms. Shall have a high reward, and he his life? I speak not this, as doubting any here:
Glo. It is,and, lo, where youthfulEdward comes. For, did I but suspect a fearsul man,
Enter Soldiers riith the Prince. He should have leave to go away betimes:
K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him Lest, in our need, he might infect another, 301
speak: And make him of like spirit to himself.
What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?If any such be here, as God forbid !
Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make, Let him depart, before we need his help. For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,
Oxf. Women and children of so high a courage ! And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to? And warriors faint! why,'twereperpetualshame:35 Prince. Speak like a subject, proud ambitious O brave young prince! thy fainous grandfather
York ! Doth live again in thee! Long may'st thou live, Suppose, that I am now my father's mouth; To bear his image, and renew his glories ! Resign thy chair, and, where I stand, kneel thou,
Som. And he that will not fight for such a hope, Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee, Go home to bed, and, like the owl by day, 10 Which, traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to. If he arise, be inock'd and wonder'dat. [thanks. Queen. Ah, thatthy father had been so resolvd !
Queen. Thanks,gentleSomerset;-sweetOxford, Glo. That you might still have worn the petPrince. And take his thanks, that yet hath no
ticoat, thing else.
And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster. Enter a Alessenger.
45. Prince. Let Æsop? fable in a winter's night; Aless. Prepare you,lords, for Edward is at hand, His currish riddles sort not with this place. Ready to tight; therefore be resolute.
Glo. By heaven, brat, I'll plague you for that Oxf. I thought no less: it is his policy,
[nien. To haste thus fast, to find us improvided.
Queen. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to Som. But he's deceiv'd, we are in readiness. 150 Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive Quecn. This cheers my heart, to see your for
[budge. Prince. Nay,take away this scolding crook-back Oxf. Here pitch our battle, hence we will not K. Edzı. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your March. Enter King Edward, Gloster, Clarence,
tongue. and Soldiers, on the other side of the stage. 153 Clar. Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert. K. Edw. Brave followers, yonder stands the Prince. I know my duty, you are all undutiful: thorny wood,
Lascivious Edward, –andthouperjur'dGeorge, Which, bytheheavens'assistanceandyourstrength, And thou mishapen Dick,-1 tell ye all, Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night. I am your better, traitors as ye are; I need not add more fuel to your tire, 6.And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine. For, well I wot, ye blaze to burn them out: K. Edw. Take that, thou likeness of this railer Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords.
here? Queen. Lords, knights, and gentlenien, what ] Glo.Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony:
[Stabs him. [Glo. stabs him.
? To gainsay is to deny, to contradict. ? The Prince calls Richard, for his crookedness, Esop. ! i.e. Tuou that resemblest thy railing mother,