*And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,1 'Rich. My noble father, Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him off, 'Persuaded him from any further act: But still, where danger was, still there I met him; *And like rich hangings in a homely house, *So was his will in his old feeble body. * But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter Salisbury. Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day; By the mass, so did we all.-I thank you, Richard: '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:2 * 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, * Being opposites of such repairing nature.3 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 Albans' 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. (1) i. e. The height of youth: the brow of a hill is its summit (2) i. e. We have not secured that which we have acquired. (3) i. e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to rally and recover themselves from this defeat. King Henry the Sixth: Duke of Somerset, Duke of Exeter, Earl of Oxford, Earl of Northumberland, Earl of Westmoreland, lords on King Hen ry's side. Richard Plantagenet, duke of York. Edmund, earl of Rutland, George, afterwards duke of Clarence, Marquis of Montague, his sons. Earl of Warwick, Earl of Pembroke, of the duke of York's party. Lord Hastings, Lord Stafford, Sir John 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. Tutor to Rutland. Mayor of York. Lieutenant of the Tower. A Nobleman. 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. Soldiers, and other attendants on King Henry and THIRD PART OF KING HENRY VI. ACT I. SCENE I-London. The Parliament House. 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. Warwick. 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: I cleft his beaver with a downright blow; 'That this is true, father, behold his blood. [Showing his bloody sword. Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wiltshire's [To York, showing his. blood, 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 head. *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 Gaunt! 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, And this the regal seat: possess it, York: 6 For hither we have broken in by force. Norf. We'll all assist you; he, that flies, shall die. York. Thanks, gentle Norfolk.-Stay by me, my lords; And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. War. And, when the king comes, offer him no violence, 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: *By words, or blows, here let us win our right. Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. War. The bloody parliament shall this be call'd, Unless Plantagenet, duke of York, be king; And bashful Henry depos'd, whose cowardice Hath made us by-words to our enemies. "York. Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute; I mean to take possession of my right. War. Neither the king, nor he that loves him best, |