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Tidings, as swiftly as the pouts could run.
Were brought me of your loss, and his depart.

I then in London, keeper of the king.
Miister'd my siildiitrs, gathered flocks of friends.
And very well appointed, as I thought, [queen,
March'd towards Saint Albau's to intercept th«
Beanng the king in my behalf along:
For by my scouts I was advertised.
That she was coming with a full intent
To dash our late decree in parliament.
Touching king Henry's oath, and your sorcesMon.
Short tale to make,— we at Saint Alban's met,
Oor battles juiii'd, and both sides liercelv fought :
But, whether 'twas the coldness of the king.
Who look'd full gently on his warlike queen.
That robb'd my soldiers of their bitted spleim ;
Or whether twas report of her success ;
Or more than common fear of Clifibrd's rigoar.
Who thunders U> his captives— blood atal death,
I cannot judge : but, to conclude with truth.
Their weapons like lo tiithining came and went;
Oor Holdiere— like the night-owl's laxy flight.
Or like a iazv thrusher with a flail,—
Fell gently down, as if they struck their Aiends.
I rheer'd iliem up with justice of our cause.
With promise of high pav and great rewanls :
But all in vain ; they had no heart lo fight,
And we, in them, no hope to win ihe day.
So that we fled : the king, unto the queen :
I.i0id George your broltier, Norfolk, and myself,
In haste, post-haste, are come to join with yoa;
Fbr, in the marches hers, we hearxl yoa were
Making another head to fight again. [WarwiokT

Sdw Where is the duke of Norfolk, gentle
And when came George from Burgundy to Eng-
land? fsoldien:

War. Some six miles off the duke is with the
AimI for your bmtlier, he was latelv sent
Prom your kind aunt, duchess of Burgundy,
With aid ai soldiers to this needful war.

Bkk. Twmi odds, belika^ when valiant War-
wick fled:
Oft have I heard his praises in punmit,
Bui iie'er, till uuw, lus scandal of retire.



War. Nor now my scandal, Kichsjnl, dust th«*o
hear;
For thou shall know, thb strong right hand of mine
Con pluck the diadem from fiiinl H 'nry's head.
And wring the awful sceptre from his fiat;
Were he us fiunous and as bnbl in war.
As he is fani'd for mildness, peace, and prayei.

Hick. 1 know it well, lord Warwick : Uaiiie nu

glories, makes me speak.
IS time, what's to be done f
iway our coats of steel.
B in black inouniing gowns,
-Mnriee wiiii our beads f
lelniets of our foes
ith revenceful arms T
iy. and to it. lords. [out;

L>re Warwick came to seek yuu
« my brother Montague.
The proud iusultiiw queen.
lie haught NorthuinbHrlaiid,
r many more pn>ud birds,
laqr-mehuig king Idee wax.

> your suocesaiou,
I the parlMment ;

all the crew are inne,
is oath, and what beside
lie house of Lancaster.
k. is thirty thousand strong :
Norfolk, and myaelC
that thou, brave earl of March,
Welchmcn canst prncare.
five and twenty thousaud,
m will we inareh amain ;
Lnde our foaming steeds,
-(.'barge upon our foes !
in I uni back, and fly. [apeak:
Bthinks, r hear great Warwidi

> see a sunshine day,
if Warwick hid him Slav,
ck, on thy shoulder will I lean;
Sit (as GofJ forbid Uie hour!)
vhicli peril heaven forefeod !

aarl of March, but duke of

England's royal thnme :
1 Shalt thou be proclaini'd
i we pass along ;
not up his cap for joy.
aake forfeit ot his iitnul.
ant Richard.— Montague,—
Ireaminx of renowp,
pets, and aboui our task
inl, were thy heart as hard as

n it flinty by thy deeds,)
-or to give thee mine.
I up, drums;— Gud, and Saint
us!



what news T [nie,

if Norfolk sends jroo won! iqr
g with a pntsiMnt hoatt ;
npany for speedy ouunael.
it sorts, brave warriors : Let's



SCENE II. -flcfor* York.



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EiUer King Henry, Queen Margaret, the Pnooe
of Wales, Clifliml, ami Northoaiberiand. mik

Q. Mar. Welcome, my lord, to this brave luwa
of York.



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Thus m$n^ obdorate, fliorjr. rouich, remoraclan.
bui'A UuKi ni« tngt 1 why, duw thou iuwt ilij
wkih : [will :

Wuuld'bt hHvn me weep? why, now thoa hast thy
For nfODg wiiul blows up lucewuiit showere.
Awl. when th« rage aliuy«. tli« ram begiiM :
Thtiw tMra »n my swttei Ratkuid'H ulMteqaies ;
Ami «f eiy dnip cnes veugwuice fur his ileiitli,—
%iai*st tnee. ftill Clifford,— auU thee, fuls«j Freach-

WtNllMO [mu,

fhrtk. Be*lirew m«. hut his poasitiiw toawm dm
That hnrUly c«in I check my eyes from tesin.

TorK That face of hkt Uie hoofcry cuiiuib;«I*
Wuuld not have toucb'U, wtmld uot have stain'd

with bUNid :
Bol yoa Mrs m«>re mhoman, nwire inexorable,—
O.ten times more.— ihsiii iinera of Hyrcunia.—
Sett, rothiess queen, a haples:! father^ tears:
Tbift ciuUi Uiou dipp'dst in bliMtd tif my sweet buy,
Aod I with teare ui* wash the Mood uway.
Keep thua the napkin, ual go boast of this :

{ik gives bock tht handkerchkf.
And, if tlMia teU'«t the heavy story riKht.
Upon my soul, tlie hearers will shed tears ;
Yea. even my Ries will sheii fittt-fuliiiiv tears.
And say.— Ahts. it was a piteous deeil !-"
lliers, take the crown, and, wiiU the crown, my

cur»e;
And. u thy ueiBd, such comfort come to thee.
As now I reap at thy too cruel Imuds !—
Hani-hearted ChObrd. Uke me fioiii the worUl;
My soul to heaven, my bltNid upon your heads 1

Nbrlk. HaMlhubeeuslMughltir-mautoaUmjkin,
I shookl not for my life but weep with him,
1 o see huw uily somiw cnpes his sout
Q. Mar. What, we«piiig-ri|ie, my lord Northam-
berlandl
Tliiak but optNi the wrung he da! us all.
And that will quioicly dry iliy mt* Itiug teava.
Ct^f. Here's lor my oath, here's for my Csiher'a
death. iSiaUkng him.

Q- Mjf. And here's to right our geutle-hrarted
king. \,iiuMtato Atai.

y«rk. OfNin thy gata of mercy, gracious God 1
My eool lu<» through these wounds to seek out

q Mar. Uf wiih his head, aod set it on York

gu'ee;
Su York may overlook ilia town of York.



ACT II.

SCENi: V^A Plam mar Mortimer'a Cro«M



Who having pioch'd u few. auJ made them ciy*
The rest sluial all alo»f, and bark ul him.
So ^'d our fiiUier with his eiieiines ;
So fled bis enemies my warlike futlier;
Melhiiiks. *i» prize enough lo be his mta.
See how the uuiriii'w open her gi^ilen gatea.
And takes her fHreweil of the Ktonuus sun !
How well n-s^mbles it ihe priiiio of yooUi.
Trimni'd Uke n youiikcr. praiM-niK to his love !

Edw. Duzzie luiue eyes, or do 1 see three sunaT

Kich. Three ghtrious suns, each one a perfect
Not separated wiih the ruckiiig c1<mu1s, [sun ;
But sever'd in a pale oteHr-shiumg sky.
See. see 1 tliey iom. entbrace, wiil seem to kisa.
As if I hey vow\l siniwi leuitue inviolulile :
Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun.
In thw the heaven tigures siNne event.

Edt§ *Tis wihhIious strange, the like yet never
lieuni (»f.
I think, it oles us. brother, to the Aeld ;
That we. Uie sons of bruve Pluntagenet,
Each one already blazing by our meeds.
Should, nutwiilistmxliiig. jiun our lights tngetber.
And uver-shine the earth, as iliis the world.
Whaie'er it bodes, heuceforwurd will 1 bear
Upon mv tarcet three fair siiiiiing suna.

Hkh. Nay, near three daugiiiers; — liyyourleava
lueak it,
YoQ love ttaa breeder better than the male.

Enter a Blessenger.
Bat what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell
Some dreadful story hanging on thy Uaigue 7

Mcs. Ah, one that was a wofut lonker on.
When as the noble duke of York was slain.
Your pnncely father, and my loving lord. [motHL

£dm. O, speak no more ! fur I have lieard too

RuA. Say how he dieti. for I will hear it all.

Jfesf. Environed he was with maoy fiies ;



And stood against them, as the hope of Iroy
e Greeks, thai would have enter'd T
But Heroules hiuiself must yield lo odds



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rruy.



EitUr Edward, and lUchanl, mith their
roretSf fnarchnffm

Etm I wonder, liow our pnncely fiUher 'soaped;
Or whether Ite be Isnap'd awsiy. or no. |

Vrom Clillunl's and Norihumlierlami's porsuit ; j
Had he been u'en, we should have heaiU the i
news ; [news ;

Had b« been shun, we sboukl have heard the
Or, bad Ite 'soap'd, m«thinks.we sh«Mild Imve heard
Thm bappjr talmgs of hw gnud escape —
liow fkrea my brother f why m he so sad 7

R»ek. 1 oaiinot >iy. onUl I be reeolv'd
Where oar right valiant fitiher is become.
1 aaw him ta the battle nmge about :
And watoh'd him. how he singled Cliflbrd forth.
Metboofht, be bore him in tlie thickest iMop,
Ae^kiih a iioo m a herd itf neat :
iM 9m% Uat. euoumpMa'd luund with dogs ;



And many strokes, though with n litile axe.
Hew down and fell the harUest-timher'd oak.
By many hands your Either wiis sulaiu'd ;
Bat only slaoghter'd by the ireiul nnn
Of (wrelenting Chflbru. and tue queen:
Who crowii'd the gracious duke, lu high despite;
Laugh'd in ha face ; and, when wit h grief he wept.
The ruthless queen gave liiin, to drv his clieeka,
A napkin steeped in the harmless blood
Of sweet yooug Rutland, by rough Clitford slam:
And, after many scorns, many fo«il taunts.
They took his head, and on the gates of York
Tliey set the same ; and ihere it doih remain.
Tlie saddest spectacle that e're I view*d [upon ;

Sdm. Sweet duke of York, oar prop to leaa
Now thoo art gone, we have no staff, no suy t—
CUflbrd, boisi'ruua Cliflurd, thou h>tft slain
The flower of Earope for his chivalry :
And treacheroaHly liast lliou vuuquish'd him.
For. band to hand, lie would liave vaiajuii'h'd thee !
Now my soul's paUoe is become a pnsou :
Ah.womd she break fiom hence! that ihis my bial j
Might in the gruond he closed up in rest :
Kur never benoefurth ahall I joy iigaiu.
Never, never, shall I see nwuv j<iy.

Etch. I cannot weep; for all niy body's imaHtura
Scarce serves to quench my fumnoe-bunuui
lieart; ld«^a;

Nor can my umgoe unload my heart's gren ttur-
For self-sauie vkual. that 1 should spenk wmUmI,
Is kindling coahi, that fire all my hraan .
And burn me up witli flames, thai Umts wutlil
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Add Ihrioc dried,— Courage, falktr ! fight Uoull
Aud full .IS uft ciiiiie liklwurd to my side,
With porplfl fitulchion, painted to the hilt
hi hlood uf iboee that hiid encounter'd him :
And when the hitrdiest warriora did retire,
H ichurd rnwl^— Charge I and give no foot e/growtd I
And cried,— i4 croum. or riae a glotioua tomb!
A trrptre, or an earthly trjndchrel
With Ihia, we iihnrx'd Rpin : hat out. alw I
We bodit'd a||[ain ; as I have seen a swan
With boi>ilesa labour swim against the tide,
AihI spend bersirriigth wii h over-niatchinf wavea
[A short alanan wuMm.
Ah. bark I the fatal followers do pursue ;
And I am faiut, and cuniHH (ly their fury ;
And, were i strong. 1 would not shun their fury :
I'he aands are nuniber'd, that make up my life;
Here must I stay, and here my life must end.

Enter Qneen Mariniret. Cliflbrd, Northumberland,

and Soldiers.
Come, Moody Cliflhrd. — rough Nurthamberland,—
1 dare yoar quenchless fury to more rage :
1 am your butt, and I abide your shot.

North. Yield to our merry, proud Plantagenet.

Cttf. Ay. to such iiierny. as nis ruthlesM urm.
With downright payment, showed uuio my father.
Now PhaeUm haili tumbled from hw car,
Aud made an evening at the noontide pnck.

York. My ashes, as the phieuix. mny bring forth
A bird that will rermge upon you alt:
And, in that hone, I tlirow mine eyes to heaven,
Snoming wha'e er you can afflict me with.
Why come you not? what ! mull itudet. and fearT

Cw- So cowards fight, when they ohu fly no
farther:
8o dovei do peck the falcon's piercing lalons:
So desperate thieves, all hopeless of ikeir hvee.
Breathe out invectives 'gniust the offlof rs.

York. Clifford bat bethink thee once again,
And in thy thought o'er-run my former time :
And, if thoa canst for blushing, vit- w this face:
Aud bite thy loiigae, that alanders him with

rowanlk)e,
Whose frown hath made thee feint and fly ere this.

Ci^f. 1 will not bandy with ihee word for word ;
Bot buckle with thee blows, twice two for one.
[Drawt.

Q. Mar. Hold, valiant Clifibnl ! Cor a thooMuid

I woald prolong awhile the traitor's life :—
Wrath makes him deaf: apeak thou, Northani-
berlnnd. Imuch.

North. Hold, Cli£ford : do not honour him so
To prick thy flnger. though to wound his heart :
What valour were it. when a cur doth grin.
For one to thrust bin hand between his teeth.
When lie might spurn him witli his foot away 7
It is war's prise lo luke all vautagex ;
Aa^ ten to iwe is imi impeach of valour.

[Then lai/ handt un York. wAo struggles.

C/t/*- A y. ay. so Ktnves the woodcock with the giU.

North. iSo dtiih the coney struggle in the net.
I.York u laktn prtsoner.

York. So triumph thieves upon iheir conquer'd
booty;
So true men yield, with rubbers so o'er^maidi'd.

North. What ^^oaid your grane have done unto
him u<»w 7 (berland,

Q. tlxr. Brave warriora, Clifford and Nortliom-
Come, make him stand upon this molehill here ;
11»at raught at mountuijis with ouiai notched arms.
Yet parted bat ilie shadow with his hand —
Wlmi I was It you that would be England's king ^
Wast yutt, that revell'd in our parltaineni.



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And mwle a preachment of yoor high dei«ml ?
Where are your mess of sons, to back yuu now 7
The wanton Kdwaid, aud the Insly Ge«»nre 7
And Where's that valiant crook-baoK prodNqr.
Dicky your hoy. that, with his grnmlibo* voice.
Was wtnit to cheer his dad in mutinies 7
Or, with the rest, where is your darling Rotlaod 7
i.o<ik. York : 1 stain'd this napkin with the bloud
That valiant Clifford, with his rapier's point.
Made issue from the bosom of the hoy :
And. if thine eyos can water for his death,
1 give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal.
Aliia. poor York ! bnt thtU I hate tliee deadly,
I should lament thy miserable si ale.
I pr'yihee. grieve. Ui muki* me merry. Y<»rk :
Slump, rave, and fret, that I may sing aud danne.
What, hatli thy fiery heart eu iiaicb'd ihiue en-
trails.
That not a tear can fall for Rolland's death 7
Why art iliou patient, man? thou should'si be mnd;
Anu I, to make thee mad, do mock thee thus.
Thou would'st be lee'd. I see, to make me sport ;
York cannot speak, unless he wear a cr^twn —
A cn>wn for York ;— and, IcHtls. Ihiw low to liim.—
Hold you his hands, whitet I do set it «>n.—

{Putting a paper crown on his head.
Ay, marry, sir, now Uioks he tike a kiug I
Ay, this is he ihai took king Hand's «4iair;
And this is he was his ad«iptetl heir.—
But how is it, that great Plantngenet
b crown'd so soon, and broke hw solemn oath 7
As I bethink me, you should not l»e kine.
Till oar king Henry had sh<M»k hands with death
And will yuu pale yimr head in Henry's glory.
And rob his temples of the diadem.
Now in his life, against yoor holy oath 7
0. 'tis a fault loo, too unpardomible I—
Off with the crown ; and. witli tite crown, his head ;
And, whilst we brei«t4ie, lake time to do liim dead.
Ctif. That is my4i(Bce, for my father's sake.
Q. Mar. Nay, stay ; let's hear the uriwius Mt

makes.
York. She-wolf of Prance, bat worse than
wolves of France, Itooth I

Whose tongue more jKiisons than the adder's
How ill-beseeming u it m thy sex.
I'o tnumph like an Amazonian trull.
Upon their woes, whom fortune caotivatea 7
Bui that thy face is. visor-like, unchanging.
Made impwient with use of evil deeds.
1 would assay, proud queen, to make thee hlnsh :
I'o tell thee whence thou cam'st, of whom denvU
Were shame enough to sliame tliee, wert Lhoo

not shameless.
Thy fsther bears the t vpe of king of Naples,
Of both the Sinils, nnd Jerusalem;
Yet not so wealthy as an Englfth yeomai;.
Haih that pour mtntarch laoght Ihee to insult 7
It needs not. nor it boots thee not, proud queeu;
Unless the adage must be verifled.—
1'hui beggars, mounted, run their horse to dealli.
'TIS beauty thai doth oft make women proud :
But Uod, be knows, thy ahare thereof is tmaU ;
*l'is virtue that duih make iherti most admirM ;
I'he contrary doth make thee wonder'd at :
H'is government thai makes them seem divinn;
The want tliereof makes thee abom'
Tliou art as uppOKiie to every goud.
As the Antipodes are unto us.
Or as the south to the s pieuiruin.
O. tiger's heart, wrapp'd m a womanli bide !
How oould'sl thou dmiu the Ufe-biutal of ikediiU.
1'o bid the father wipe his eyes witbal.
And yet be seen to bear a wunmn'M fiioe f
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W€*t. I oinnot staf to hoar tiMae articles.
North. Nor I.

CA/. Come, oooiia, Iti as tell the queen tbeee
newR. [kimrt

Wttt. Farewell, faint-hearted and deitenerate
In whoae 0(»kl bl«iid no spark of honoor bides.

North. Be thou m prev unUi the house oT York,
And die iu bands fur this oumaiily d4ed t

Ckf. In dreadftit war niav*8t tliou he oreroome I
Ot live in peace, abandon 'd and despis'd I

[ExemI Northumberland, Clifliird, omf

Weatmoreland.

War. Turu this way, Henry, and regard them

not. (yield,

Bn. They seek revenee, and therefore wul not

K.Um. Ah,l!UceterI

IVsr. Why should you si«h, my lord T

K. Hot. Not for myself, lonf Warwick, but my
Whom I onnaiurally shsll diHiulieriL (son,

Bat, be it as it may :— I here entail
The cmwn to thee, and Ut thiiw heirs Ibr ever;
Gondii iooally. that here thou Uike an oath
To cease this civil war. and. whilitt I live.
To honour roe w tliy kiim and vovereign ;
And neither by treason, nor hnatility.
To aeek to p«tt nie down, and n>ign thyself.
7oir*. 'Iliis oath I willimdy take, and wiU per-
form. {Comhig from the throm.
War. Long live king Henry h-Plantagenet, em-
braoe him. [wid sons 1
K. BtH. And long live tboa. and these thy fur-
York. Now York and Lancaster are reconcile.
Exe. Aorari*d he he that neeks to make them
foes! rSmel Tie Lords com«/onaan(.
Tork. Farewell, my gradous lord ; 111 to my

Castle
War. And .11 keep London, with my soldiera.
Norf. And I to Norfolk, with my followers
tlomt. And 1 onto the sea. from whence I came.
iBfnaU York, and ki$ $on$, Warwick. Norfolk,

Montague. Sokiinrs, and Attendants.
K. Hen. Aial I, with grief and sorrow, to the
court.

Alter Queen Margaret, and ikt Prinoe of Wales.

Eat. Here comes the queen, whose looks be-
wray her anger :
ni steal away.

K. Hm. Exeter, so will L lOoimg.

Q. Mar. Nsy, go not from me. I will follow thee.

K. Hm. Be patient, gentle queen, and I will

Q. Mar. Who can be patient in such extremes t
Ah. wretched msn ! *wouM I had died a maU,
And never seen thee, never home thee sun.
Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a fother I
Hath he deaerv'd to lose hb birthright thus T
Had'tt thou but lov'd him half si> well as I;
Or felt that pain which 1 did for him once;
Or oourish'u him, ss I did with my blood ;
Thou wuuldst have left thy dearest heart-blood

there.
Bather titan made that savage duke thtne heir.
And disinherited thine only son.

Pmce. Fsther, you cannot disinherit me :
U* yon be king, why should not I succeed {

K.Uen. HaidiMi me. Margarst;— pardon me.



The earl of Warwick, and the duke, enforo^ me.
Q. Mar. Enforc'd thee I art thou king, and wilt
be Aire'd f
I sfasme to hear thee speak. Ah. timorous wrstchi
ThtNi hssl undone thyself, thv son. and me ;
And cnren unUi the house of York ftooh head.
As tiiuu shall reigu bat by their kuObnuice.



To entail him and his heirs unto tlie crown.
What is it, but to make thy nepulchre.
Ami creep into it fiir before thy time T
Warwick is chancellor, and the lord of Calais :
Stem Kau Icon bridge mmmandi the murrow seas ;
The duke is made prolecUir of the realm :
And yet shall thou he safe ? such safety finds
The trerobUiig lamb, environed wiUi wolves.
Hsd 1 been there, whk^li am a silly wcHuan.
I'be soldiers should have losa'd me on their pike%
Before I would have granted to that act.
But thou preferr'st thy life liefom ihnie honour :
Ami, seeiiiff thou dost. I here divorce myself.
Both from thy table, Henry, and thy liwd,
Until that act of parliament be repeal'd,
Whereby my stni is disinheritod. rkmim.

The northern lords, that have forsworn thy lui-
Wiil fullow mine, if once they see them spread :
And spread they shall be ; to thy fool disgrace.
And utter ruin of the House of York.
Thus do I leave thee :— Come. son. let'* away ;
Our army's ivady ; come, well aAer them.
K. Ben. Suy. gentle Margaret, and hear me

Q. Mar. Thou hast spoke too mnch already ; get
thee gone. (me >

K. Hen. Gentle son Edward, thou will stay with
Q. Afar. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies
Pritce. When I return with TMlary from the
ileld.
ni see your grace : till then 111 follow her.
Q. Mar. Come, son. swsy ; we may not linger
thus.

iEacnmt Queen Mstgaret ami the Prince.
K. Hen. Poor queen, how love to me and to her
son,
Hsth made her break oat into terms of rage 1
Reveng'd may she be on tliat hatoful duke ;
Whose haughty spirit, winxnl with desire.
Will cost my crown, and, like an empty eagle.
Tire on the flesh of me, and <»f my son I
The loes of those three lords toraieni* my heart:
III write unto tliem. and entreat them lair ; —
Come, cousin, you shsll be the messenger.
£xe. And I, I hope, shsll reconcile them sIL

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SCENE n.— il iSoom in Sandsl Castle, aMr
Wakefiekl,tnYork«hire.

Enter Edward, RichaitL and Montagoe.
JUdk. BmCher, thoogli I be youngeat, xire me
Edw. No, 1 can better play the orainr. [leave.
JloRt But I have reasons strong and forcible.

AiferYork.
York. Why, how now, sons and brother, at a
stnlel
Whst is your quarrel t how began it first?
Bd». No quarrel, but a slight oontentioa.
York. About what?

Sack. About that which ooncems your graoa,
and us;
The orown of Enghuid. fhther. which is yoors.
7or*. Mine, boy 1 not till king Heniy be dead.
SidL Your right depends not on his life, or
death. fnow :

Ed». Now yoa are heir, therefore enjoy il
Bf givinf the honse of Lancaster leave to breaiha,
It would outrun you. fother. in thb end.
rork. 1 tiyk an oath, that he shoakl qaMly

reign.
Edw. But, hr a kingdom, ai^ oath may be
broken:
rd bieak a thousand oaths, to reign one yen;



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To atiirt ooto tb« crown, mod reign as king .—
EnH of Nurtbumlierland, he alew ihy fath«<r:—
AmI Uiine. ion] CUflbrd ; and jou buUi have vow'd



Od him, bii Mms. hit &voarite«, aud his friends.
HtrA If I be mn, heavens be reveiu M uu me !
Ctif> The hope iheieof makes Clifiurd nioam
la sieeL [down :

WeH. What, shall we saflbr thieT let's {dock hun
Mr heart for safer bums ; I oaiun<>t bmuk it.
£ /fai. Be patMut. irentle earl of Westmoreland.
CHf. Artieoce is for pultroiNis, and such as be ;
He dunt not Mt there, hod yuur father iiv'd.
Mr gracious Uml. Iiere in the parliament.
Let us a»<aii the famdy of York.
North. Well hast thoa spoken, ooosin : be it aow
K. Bn. Ah, know you not, the city Aivoars
Ulen^
A»l they have trnope of sukliers at their beck 7
i:ar. fiat when the duke is alain, they'll quickly
fly. [heart,

K. Hm. Par be tlie thoogtil of this from Hennr^
To make a shambles of tbe parliament-hiHaM I
C«niKiB of Exeter, fhiwus. words, and threats,
Shall be the war that Henry means to oae.—

[Tl^ aduamx to the Duke.
IlKNt lactiuas dnke of York, descend my Uireoe,
iiul kneel fur fraoe and aien^ at my feei ;
I am Ihy sovereign.
York. Thon art dereiv'd. I am thine.

£xe. Fur abaroe. cume down ; he made thee
duke oi York. (woe.

York. Twas my iiiheritanne, as Mie earldom
Exe. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.
W*r. Exeter. Umio art a triiiUir ti> the crown,
D followimr this usurpiiiK Henry. [kiiigT

Oi/. Whom shoukl be follow, bat his natural
War. I'rue, ChSiiid ; aud that's Kiehanl, duke
of York. (throne f

K. Bm. And shall I wtand, and thou sit in mr
York. It must and shall be an. Umi ent I hyaelt
Wmr. Be duke of Luno wier, let him be king.
Weai, Wm is both kimc ami duke of LunoaHter;
nd that tile kird «if Westmoreland shall maialaiiu
Wmr. And Wnrwick stia. 1 disprove it. You fiiraet.
hat we are tlMiae.whicti clias d yon from the liekl,
nd alew your fathers, and with colours spretid
iirob'd thnimch the dtv to the palace gates.
Nvrtk. Yes. Warwadi, I remember it to my grief;
id. bv bie aoal. thou and thy house shall rue it.
Wen. t^lantageiiet. of thee, and tlieae thy sons,
\y kummmii mmI thv friends, I'll have more hvea,
ii«n dn«Mi at bluuil were in iny faiherls veins.
CHf. Urgtt it BO niore: leet that, inatead of

wonla.
end tba«, Warwick, such a meseenter,
ahali revewce hki deaih. b^ure I atir.
War. Fuur CUft>rd 1 how I acorn hia worthless



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