Than any thou canst conjure up to-day; crest, The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, Y. Clif. Foul stigmatick, that's more than thou canst tell. Rich. If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell. [Exeunt severally. SCENE II.-Saint Alban's. How now, my noble lord? what all a-foot? Enter CLIFFORD. War. Of one or both of us the time is come. York. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase, For I myself must hunt this deer to death. Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell, Hath no self-love; nor he, that loves himself, To cease! Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, As did Æneas old Anchises bear, War. Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou Alarums: Excursions. Enter KING Henry, QUEEN fight'st. As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day, It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'd. [Exit WARWICK. Clif. What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou pause? York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, But that thou art so fast mine enemy. MARGARET, and others, retreating. Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; fot shame, away! K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay. Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not fight, nor fly : Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence, Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and To give the enemy way; and to secure us Enter Young CLIFFORD, By what we can, which can no more but fly. If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom Enter Young CLIFFORD. Y. Chif. But that my heart's on future mischie set, I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; Y. Clif. Shame and confusion! all is on the rout; But fly you must; uncurable discomfit Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts. PSCENE III. KING HENRY VI. Enter SALISBURY. Away, for your relief! and we will live [Exeunt. Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast, thou fought to-day; you, Richard: By the mass, so did we all. I thank God knows, how long it is I have to live; And it hath pleas'd him, that three times to-day You have defended me from imminent death. — Well, lords, we have not got that which we have: 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Being opposites of such repairing nature. York. I know, our safety is to follow them; For, as I hear, the king is fled to London, To call a present court of parliament. Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth: What says lord Warwick? shall we after them? War. After them! nay, before them, if we can. Now by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day: Saint Alban's battle, won by famous York, Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come. Sound, drums and trumpets :-and to London all: And more such days as these to us befall! [Exeunt. RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York. EDWARD, Earl of March, afterwards EDMUND, Earl of Rutland, GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Clarence, RICHARD, afterwards Duke of Glocester, DUKE OF NORFOLK, MARQUIS OF MONTAGUE, EARL OF WARWICK, EARL OF PEMBROKE, LORD HASTINGS, his sons. Sir JOHN MORTIMER, Sir JOUNI MORTIMER, } uncles to the Duke of York. HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a youth. LORD RIVERS, brother to Lady Grey. Sir WILLIAM STANLEY. Sir JOHN MONTGOMERY, Sir JOHN SOMERVILLE. Lieutenant of the Tower. Two Keepers. A Huntsman. A Son that has killed his Father. A Father that has killed his Son. QUEEN MARGARET. Lady GREY, afterwards Queen to Edward IV. of the Duke of York's BONA, sister to the French Queen. party. Soldiers, and other Attendants on King Henry and King Edward, Messengers, Watchmen, &c. LORD STAFFORD, SCENE,- during part of the third Act, in FRANCE; during all the rest of the Play, in ENGLAND. ACT I. Drums. Some Soldiers of YORK's Party break in. Then, enter the Duke of YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and others, with white roses in their hats. War. I wonder, how the king escap'd our hands. York. While we pursu'd the horsemen of the north, He slily stole away, and left his men: Whereat the great lord of Northumberland, Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat, Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself, Lord Clifford, and lord Stafford, all a-breast, Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking in, Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buckingham, Is either slain, or wounded dangerous: [Showing his bloody sword. Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wiltshire's blood, [To YORK, showing has. Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them what I did. [Throwing down the DUKE OF SOMERSET'S A York. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my sons.What, is your grace dead, my lord of Somerset ? Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of Gaur!' Rich. Thus do I hope to shake king Henry s head. War. And so do I.-Victorious prince of York, Before I see thee seated in that throne Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, I vow by heaven, these eyes shall never close. This is the palace of the fearful king, Norf. We'll all assist you; he, that flies, shall die. And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. Unless he seek to thrust you out by force. [They retire. York. The queen, this day, here holds her parliament, But little thinks, we shall be of her council: Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. I York. Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute; mean to take possession of my right. War. Neither the king, nor he that loves him The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLIFFORD, NOR- York. York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was. Clif. Whom should he follow, but his natural War. True, Clifford; and that's Richard, duke of York. K. Hen. And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne? York. It must and shall be so. Content thyself. War. Be duke of Lancaster, let him be king. West. He is both king and duke of Lancaster; And that the lord of Westmoreland shall maintain. War. And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget, That we are those, which chas'd you from the field, North. Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief; Clif. Urge it no more: lest that, instead of words, War. Poor Clifford! how I scorn his worthless York. Will you, we show our title to the crown? If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. K. Hen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown? K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel Thy father was, as thou art, duke of York; sits, Even in the chair of state! belike, he means, revenge On him, his sons, his favourites, and his friends. North. If I be not, heavens be reveng'd on me! Chf. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel. West. What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him down: My heart for anger burns, I cannot brook it. K. Hen. Be patient, gentle earl of Westmoreland. North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin; be it so. K. Hen. Far be the thought of this from Henry's To make a shambles of the parliament-house! Thy grandfather Roger Mortimer, earl of March: War. Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all. you lose : Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head. Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus. power, Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent, Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud,Can set the duke up, in despite of me. Chif. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong, Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence: May that ground gape, and swallow me alive, Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! K. Hen. O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart! York. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown: What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords? War. Do right unto this princely duke of York; Or I will fill the house with armed men, And o'er the chair of state, where now he sits, Write up his title with usurping blood. [He stamps, and the Soldiers show themselves. K. Hen. My lord of Warwick, hear me but one word; Let me, for this my life-time, reign as king. York. Confirm the crown to me, and to mine heirs, And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou liv'st. K. Hen. I am content: Richard Plantagenet, Enjoy the kingdom after my decease. Clif. What wrong is this unto the prince your son ? son, Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. To seek to put me down, and reign thyself. K. Hen. And long live thou, and these thy forward sons! reconcil'd. York. Now York and Lancaster are Exe. Accurs'd be he that seeks to make them foes! [Senet. The Lords come forward. York. Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle. War. And I'll keep London, with my soldiers. Norf. And I to Norfolk, with my followers. Mont. And I unto the sea, from whence I came. [Exeunt YORK, and his Sons, WARWICK, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, Soldiers, and Attendants. K. Hen. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the stay. Q. Mar. Who can be patient in such extremes? Ah, wretched man! 'would I had died a maid, And never seen thee, never borne thee son, Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a father! Hath he deserv'd to lose his birthright thus? Had'st thou but lov'd him half so well as I; Or felt that pain which I did for him once; Or nourish'd him, as I did with my blood; Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there, Rather than made that savage duke thine heir, And disinherited thine only son. Prince. Father, you cannot disinherit me : If you be king, why should not I succeed? K. Hen. Pardon me, Margaret;-pardon me sweet son ; The earl of Warwick, and the duke, enforc'd me. Q. Mar. Enforc'd thee! art thou king, and be fore'd? I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch |