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Changes to a Field of Battle at St. Albans.
LIFFORD of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick
And if thou doft not hide thee from the bear,
York. The deadly-handed Clifford few my Steed;
War. Of one or both of us the time is come.
fight'lt. As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to day, It grieves my soul to leave thee unaffail'd. [Exit Var.
Cif. What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou
York. With thy brave Bearing should I be in love,
But that ’ris town ignobly, and in treason.
York So let it help me now against thy sword,
Clif. My soul and body on the action both!..
(Figbt. Clif. Lo fiz couronne les æuvres.
[Dies. 201 k. Trus war hath given chee peace, for thou art
ftill; Peace with his soul, heav'n, if it be thy will! (Exit. .
Enter young Clifford.
[Seeing bis dead father.
? A dreadful lay.) A dreadful time The sense is, let the fames wager; a tremendous fake. reserved for the latt day be sent s And the premised f.ames--] now.
WARBURTON. Premijed, for sent before their To archieve, to obtain.
It shall be stony. York not our old men spares :
[Exit bearing off his Father: Enter Richard Plantagenet and Somerset, to fight.
R. Plan. So, lie thou there. [Somerset is killed. For underneath an ale-house' paltry Sign, The Castle in St. Albans, Somerset Hath made the Wizard famous in his death, Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still : Priests pray for enemies, but Princes kill.
[Exit Richard Plantagenet. s So, lie thou there.
o Famous in his death.] The For und rneath an ale-bouje' death of Somerfit hefe accompaltry Sign,
plishes that equivocal Prediction The Caffle in St. Alban's, So- given by Jordan, the Witch, meriet
concerning this Duke; which Hath made the Wizard famous.] we met with at the Close of the The particle for in the second first A&t of this Play: line seems to be used without Let bim bun Castles; any very apparent inference. We
Safer hall be be upon the sandy might read,
Plains, Fall'n underneath an ale-house' Than where Castles mounted, paltry sign, &c.
ftand. Yet the alteration is not necef- i.e. the Representation of a Caffary, for the old reading is sense, tle, mounted for a Sign. though obscure.
Fight. Excursions. - Enter King Henry, Queen Mar,
garet, and others.
Q. Mar. Away, my Lord, you are now; for shame,
away. K. Henry. Can we out-run the heav'ns ? Good Mar
gret, ftay. Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not fight,
(Alarm afar of
Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief fet,
[Exeunt. Alarm. Retreat. Enter York, Richard Plantagenet,
Warwick, and Soldiers, wiib Druin and Colours.
Aged contusions and all ? brush of time;
R. Plan. My noble father,
-- Well, Lords, we have not got That which we have;
York. I know, our safety is to follow them;
War. After them! nay, before them, if we can.
7. Bruins of time.) Read bruise blossom, the spring: of time. WARBURTON,
• Three times beftrid bim.] & Gallant in the brow of youth.] That is, three times I saw him The brow of youth is an exprel- fallen, and, ftriding over him, ion not very easily explained. defended him till he recovered. I read the blow of you. The