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York. A dreadful lay! 3 address thee instantly. To give the enemy way: and to secure us
[They fight, and CLIFFORD falls. By what we can, which can no more but dy. Clif. La fin couronne les auvres. (Dies.
(Alarum afar off York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom art still.
Of all our fortunes : but if we haply scape, Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will ! (As well we may, if not through your neglect,)
We shall to London get; where you are lord; Enter Young CLIFFORD.
And where this breach, now in our fortunes made,
Enter Young CLIFFORD.
Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief set, Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part
I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; Hot coals of vengeance ; – Let no soldier fly:
But fly you must; uncurable discomfit He that is truly dedicate to war,
Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts. Hath no self-love; nor he that loves himself,
Away, for your relief! and we will live
To see their day, and them our fortune give: Hath not essentially, but by circumstance,
Away, my lord, away!
(Ereunt. The name of valour. – 0, let the vile world end. Seeing his dead Father.
SCENE III. And the premised 4 flames of the last day
Fields near Saint Alban's. Knit earth and heaven together!
Alarum: Retreat. Flourish; then enter York, Now let the general trumpet blow his blast,
RICHARD PLANTAGENET, WARWICK, and Soldiers
, Particularities and petty sounds
with Drum and Colours. To cease ! - Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve
York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; The silver livery of advised age;
That winter lion, who, in rage, forgets And in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, thus
Aged contusions and all brush of time 6; To die in ruffian battle ? — Even at this sight,
And, like a gallant in the brow of youth ?, My heart is turn'd to stone; and, while 'tis mine,
Repairs him with occasion ? this happy day It shall be stony. York not our old men spares ;
Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, No more will I their babes : tears virginal
If Salisbury be lost.
Rich. Shall be to me even as the dew to fire ;
My noble father, And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims,
Three times to-day I holp him to his horse,
Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him off, Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax. Henceforth, I will not have to do with pity :
Persuaded him from any further act: Meet I an infant of the house of York,
But still, where danger was, still there I met him; Into as many gobbets will I cut it,
And like rich hangings in a homely house, As wild Medea young Absyrtus did :
So was his will in his old feeble body.
But, noble as he is, look, where he comes.
Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders ;
to-day; But then Æneas bare a living load,
By the mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard: Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. [Erit.
God knows, how long it is I have to live ;
And it hath pleas'd him, that three times to-day Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET and SOMERSET, You have defended me from imminent death. fighting, and SOMERSET is killed.
Well, lords, we have not got that which we haves: Rich. So, lie thou there;
'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, For, underneath an alehouse' paltry sign,
Being opposites of such repairing nature. 9 The Castle in Saint Alban's, Somerset
York. I know, our safety is to follow them ; Hath made the wizard famous in his death.
For, as I hear, the king is fled to London, Sword, hold thy temper: heart, be wrathful still: To call a present court of parliament. Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. [Exil. Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth :Alarums : Ercursions. Enter King HENRY, QUEEN
What says lord Warwick ? shall we after them : MARGARET, and others, retrcating.
War. After them! nay, before them, if we can. Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; for Saint Alban's battle, won by famous York,
Now by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day: shame, away! K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Mar- Sound, drums and trumpets : - and to London all;
Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come. garet, stay. Q. Mar. What are you made of ? you'll not fight,
And more such days as these to us befall! (Exeunt
. nor fly:
5 For parties.
6 l. e. The gradual detrition of time Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence,
i 1. e. The height of youth; the brow of a hill is its sumat
& i.e. We have not secured that which we have acquired. 3 A dreadful wager, a tremendous stakc.
si.e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to rally and re 4 Sent before their time,
cover themselves from this defeat,
THIRD PART OF
KING HENRY VI.
KING HENRY THE Sixth.
Sir John MORTIMER, EDWARD, Prince of Wales, his Son.
Uncles to the Duke of York. LEWIS THE ELEVENTH, King of France.
Henry, Earl of Richmond, a Youth. DUKE OF SOMERSET,
Lord RIVERS, Brother to Lady Grey. DUKE OF EXETER,
Sir WILLIAM STANLEY. EARL OF OXFORD
Lords on King Sir John MONTGOMERY. Earl of NORTHUMBERLAND, Henry's side. Sir John SOMERVILLE. EARL OF WESTMORELAND,
Tutor to Rutland. LORD CLIFFORD,
Mayor of York. RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York.
Lieutenant of the Tower. EDWARD, Earl of March, afterwards
A Nobleman. King Edward the Fourth,
Two Keepers EDMUND, Earl of Rutland,
his Sons. A Huntsman. GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Clarence,
A Son that has killed his Father.
A Father that has killed his Son.
of the Duke of York's Lady Grey, afterwards Queen to Edward the Fourth. Earl of PEMBROKE,
Boxa, sister to the French Queen. Lord HASTINGS,
Soldiers, and other Allendants on King Henry and LORD STAFFORD,
King Edward, Messengers, Watchmen, &c.
SCENE I. - London. The Parliamenu House. I cleft his beaver with a downright blow;
[Showing his bloody Sword. Then, enter the DUKE OF YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, NorFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and others, with
Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wilt
shire's blood, (To York, showing his. white Roses in their Hats.
Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. War. I wonder, how the king escap'd our hands. Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them what I did. York. While we pursu'd the horsemen of the (Throwing down the DUKE OF SOMERSET's Head. north,
York. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my sons. He slily stole away, and left his men :
What, is your grace dead, my lord of Somerset ? Whereat the great lord of Northumberland,
Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
up the drooping army; and himself, Rich. Thus do I hope to shake king Henry's Lord Clifford, and lord Stafford, all a-breast,
head. Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking in, War. And so do I. — Victorious prince of York, Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. Before I see thee seated in that throne Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Bucking. Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, ham,
I vow by heaven, these eyes shall never close. Is cither slain, or wounded dangerous :
This is the palace of the fearful king,
And this the regal seat : possess it, York :
Thou art deceiv’d, I am thine. For this is thine, and not king Henry's heirs'. Ere. For shame, come down; he made thee duke York. Assist me then, sweet Warwick, and I will;
of York. For hither we have broken in by force.
York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was. Norf. We'll all assist you ; he that flies, shall die. Ere. Thy father was a traitor to the crown. York. Thanks, gentle Norfolk, - Stay by me, my War. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown, lords;
In following this usurping Henry. And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. Clif. Whom should he follow, but his natural War. And, when the king comes, offer him no
War. True, Clifford; and that's Richard, duke of Unless he seek to thrust you out by force.
( They retire. K. Hen. And shall I stand, and thou sit in my York. The queen, this day, here holds her par
York. It must and shall be so. Content thyself. But little thinks we shall be of her council :
War. Be duke of Lancaster, let him be king. By words, or blows, here let us win our right. West. He is both king and duke of Lancaster ; Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. And that the lord of Westmoreland shall maintain.
War. The bloody parliament shall this be callid, War. And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget, Unless Plantagenet, duke of York, be king : That we are those, which chas'd you from the field, And bashful Henry depos'd, whose cowardice And slew your fathers, and with colours spread Hath made us by-words to our enemies.
March'd through the city to the palace gates. York. Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute; North. Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief; I mean to take possession of my right.
And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it. War. Neither the king, nor he that loves him best, West. Plantagenet, of thee, and these thy sons The proudest he that holds up Lancaster,
Thy kinsmen, and thy friends I'll have more lives,
(Warwick leads York to the Throne, who As shall revenge his death, before I stir.
War. Poor Clifford ! how I scorn his worthless
threats! Flourish. Enter King Henry, CLIFFORD, North
York. Will you, we show our title to the crown? UMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and others, If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. with red Roses in their Hats.
K. Hen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel
Thy father was, as thou art, duke of York; Even in the chair of state ! belike, he means, Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, earl of March ; (Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer,) I am the son of Henry the fifth, To aspire unto the crown, and reign as king. Who made the dauphin and the French to stoop, Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father; And seiz'd upon their towns and provinces. And thine, lord Clifford ; and you both have vow'd War. Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all. revenge
K. Hen. The lord protector lost it, and not I; On him, his sons, his favourites, and his friends. When I was crown'd, I was but nine months old.
North. If I be not, heavens be reveng'd on me! Rich. You are old enough now, and yet methinks Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in
you lose : steel.
Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head. West. What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him Edw. Sweet father, do so; set it on your head. down:
Mont. Good brother, (To YORK.) as thou lov'st My heart for anger burns, I cannot brook it.
and honour'st arms, K. Hen. Be patient, gentle earl of Westmoreland. Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus.
Clif. Patience is for poltroons, and such as he ; Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, and the king He durst not sit there had your father liv'd.
will fly. My gracious lord, here in the parliament
York. Sons, peace! Let us assail the family of York.
K. Hen. Peace thou! and give king Henry leave North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin, be it so.
to speak. K. Hen. Ah, know you not, the city favours them, War. Plantagenet shall speak first ; — hear him, And they have troops of soldiers at their beck ?
lords; Exe. But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly | And be you silent and attentive too, fly.
For he, that interrupts him, shall not live. K. Hen. Far be the thought of this froin Henry's K. Hen. Think'st thou, that I will leave my heart
kingly throne, To make a shambles of the parliament-house ! Wherein my grandsire, and my father, sat? Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words, and threats, No: first shall war unpeople this my realm; Shall be the war that Henry means to use. - Ay, and their colours — often borne in France;
[They advance to the DUKE. And now in England, to our heart's great sorrow, Thou factious duke of York, descend my throne, Shall be my winding sheet. - Why faint you, lords? And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet; My title's good, and better far than this. I am thy sovereign.
War. But prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king. | Hawks had sometimes little bells hung on them, perhaps
K. Hen. Henry the Fourth by conquest got the to dare the birds; that is, to fright them from rising.
I'll steal away.
York. 'Twas by rebellion against his king. K. Hen. Not for myself, lord Warwick, but my ki Hen. I know not what to say; my title's weak.
son, Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir ?
Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. York. What then ?
But, be it as it may: - I here entail K. Hen. An if he may, then am I lawful king: The crown to thee, and to thine heirs for ever; For Richard, in the view of many lords,
Conditionally, that here thou take an oath Resign'd the crown to Henry the Fourth;
To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live,
To honour me as thy king and sovereign;
War. Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd, York. This oath I willingly take, and will perThink you, 'twere prejudicial to his crown?
[Coming from the Throne. Ere. No; for he could not so resign his crown, War. Long live king Henry! - Plantagenet emBut that the next heir should succeed and reign.
brace him. K. Hen. Art thou against us, duke of Exeter ? K. Hen. And long live thou, and these thy for. Exe. His is the right, and therefore pardon me.
ward sons ! York. Why whisper you, my lords, and answer York. Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd. not?
Exe. Accurs'd be he, that seeks to make them Ere. My conscience tells me, he is lawful king.
[The Lords come forward. K. Hen. All will revolt from me, and turn to him. York. Farewell, my gracious lord ; l'il to my North. Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st,
castle. Think not, that Henry shall be so depos’d.
War. And I'll keep London, with my soldiers. War. Depos'd he shall be, in despite of all. Norf. And I to Norfolk, with my followers. North. Thou art deceiv’d: 'tis not thy southern Mont. And I unto the sea, from whence I came. power,
(Exeunt York, and his Sons, WARWICK, Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent, —
NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, Soldiers, and Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud,
Attendants. Can set the duke up in despite of me.
K. Hen. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the Clif. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong,
court. Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence : May that ground gape, and swallow me alive,
Enter QUEEN MARGARET, and the PRINCE OF WALES. Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! Ere. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewruy K. Hen. O Clifford, how thy words revive my
anger: heart! York. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown: - K. Hen. Exeter so will I.
[Going. What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords ? Q. Mar. Nay, go not from me, I will follow thee.
War. Do right unto this princely duke of York : K. Hen. Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay. Or I will fill the house with armed men,
Q. Mar. Who can be patient in such extremes? And o'er the chair of state where now he sits, Ah, wretched man! 'would I had died a maid, Write up his title with usurping blood.
And never seen thee, never borne thee son, (He slamps, and the Soldiers show themselves. Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a father! K. Hen. My lord of Warwick, hear me but one Hath he deserv'd to lose his birthright thus? word;
Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I; Let me, for this my life-time, reign as king. Or felt that pain, which I did for him once; York. Confirm the crown to me, and to mine Or nourish'd him, as I did with my blood; heirs,
Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there, And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou liv'st. Rather than made that savage duke thine heir,
K. Hen. I am content: Richard Plantagenet, And disinherited thine only son. Enjoy the kingdom after my decease.
Prince. Father, you cannot disinherit me: Clif. What wrong is this unto the prince your son? If you be king, why should not I succeed? War. What good is this to England and himself? K. Hen. Pardon me, Margaret; - pardon me, West. Base, fearful, and despairing Henry!
sweet son ; Clif. How hast thou injur'd both thyself and us? | The earl of Warwick and the duke enforc'd me. West. I cannot stay to hear these articles.
Q. Mar. Enforc'd thee! art thou king, and wilt North. Nor I.
be forc'd ? Clif. Come, cousin, let us tell the queen these I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch!
Thou hast undone thyself, tny son, and me; West. Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king. And given unto the house of York such head, In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides! As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance.
North. Be thou a prey unto the house of York, To entail him and his heirs unto the crown, And die in bands for this unmanly deed!
What is it, but to make thy sepulchre, Clif. In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome! And creep into it far before thy time? Or live in peace, abandon’d and despis'd !
Warwick is chancellor, and the lord of Calais; (Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND, CLIFFORD, and Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas ; WESTMORELAND.
The duke is made protector of the realm ; War. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not. And yet shalt thou be safe? such safety finds Exe. They seek revenge, and therefore will not The trembling lamb, environed with wolves. yield.
Had I been there, which am a silly woman, K. Hen. Ah, Exeter!
The soldiers should have toss'd me on their pikes, War.
Why should you sigh, my lord ? Before I would have granted to that act.
But thou preferr'st thy life before thine honour: Then, seeing 'twas he that made you to depose,
Therefore, to arms. And, father, do but think, Until that act of parliament be repeal'd,
How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown;
Within whose circuit is Elysium,
Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart. Thus do I leave thee : - Come, son, let's away; York. Richard, enough; I will be king, or die. Our army's ready; come, we'll after them.
Brother, thou shalt to London presently, K. Hen. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me And whet on Warwick to this enterprize. speak.
Thou, Richard, shalt unto the duke of Norfolk, Q. Mar. Thou hast spoke too much already; get And tell him privily of our intent.
You, Edward, shall unto my lord Cobham, K. Hen. Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with With whom the Kentishmen will willingly rise :
In them I trust; for they are soldiers, Q. Mar. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies. Witty 3 and courteous, liberal, full of spirit
. — Prince. When I return with victory from the field, while you are thus employ’d, what resteth more, I'il see your grace: till then, I'll follow her. But that I seek occasion how to rise ; Q. Mar. Come, son, away; we may not linger thus. And yet the king not privy to my drift,
[Ereunt Queen Margaret and the Prince. Nor any of the house of Lancaster ? K. Hen. Poor queen! how love to me, and to her
Enter a Messenger. Hath made her break out into terms of rage! But, stay; What news? Why com'st thou in such Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke;
post? Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
Aless. The queen, with all the northern earls and Will cost my crown, and, like an empty eagle,
lords, Tire ? on the flesh of me, and of my son !
Intend here to besiege you in your castle : The loss of those three lords torments my heart;
She is hard by with twenty thousand men ; I'll write unto them, and entreat them fair;
And therefore fortify your hold, my lord. Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger,
York. Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou, Exe. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all.
that we fear them? [Ereunt.
Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me ; —
My brother Montague shall post to London: SCENE II. - A Room in Sandal Castle, near
Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest, Wakefield, in Yorkshire.
Whom we have left protectors of the king, Enter EDWARD, Richard, and MONTAGUE. With powerful policy strengthen themselves, Rich. Brother, though I be youngest, give me
And trust not simple Henry, nor his oaths. leave.
Mont. Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear it not: Edw. No, I can better play the orator.
And thus most humbly I do take my leave. [Eri. Mont. But I have reasons strong and forcible. Enter Sir John and Sir Hugh MORTIMER. Enter York.
York. Sir John, and sir Hugh Mortimer, mine York. Why, how now, sons and brother, at a
uncles ! strife?
You are come to Sandal in a happy hour; What is your quarrel ? how began it first ?
The army of the queen mean to besiege us. Edw. No quarrel, but a slight contention.
Sir John. She shall not need, we'll meet her in the York. About what ?
field. Rich. About that which concerns your grace,
York. What, with five thousand men ?
Rich. Ay, with five hundred, father, for a need. The crown of England, father, which is yours. A woman's general; What sbould we fear? York. Mine, boy? not till king Henry be dead.
(A March afar ef Rich. Your right depends not on his life, or death. Edw. I hear their drums; let's set our men is Edw. Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it now:
order ; By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe, And issue forth, and bid them battle straight. It will outrun you, father in the end.
York. Five men to twenty !-- though the odds be York. I took an oath that he should quietly reign.
great, Edw. I'd break a thousand oaths, to reign one year.
I doubt not, uncle, of our victory. Rich. No; God forbid, your grace should be for- Many a battle have I won in France,
When as the enemy hath been ten to one; York. I shall be, if I claim by open war. Why should I not now have the like success? Rich. I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak.
SCENE III. - Plains near Sandal Castle. York. Thou canst not, son; it is impossible. Rich. An oath is of no moment, being not took
Alarums : Ercursions. Enter Rutland, and his Before a true and lawful magistrate,
Tutor. That hath authority over him that swears :
Rul. Ah, whither shall I Ay to 'scape their hands! Henry had none, but did usurp the place; Ah, tutor! look, where bloody Clifford comes! • Peck.
3 or sound judgment