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Enter King EDWARD, and a HUNTSMAN.
Hunt. This way, my lord; for this way lies

the game.
K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; see, where the

huntsmen stand,
Now, brother of Gloster, lord Hastings, and the

Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer?

Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth

baste ;
Your horse stands ready at the park corner.

K. Edw. But whither shall we then ?
Hast. To Lynn, my lord ; and ship from tbence

to Flaudess.
Glo. Well guess'd, believe me; for that was
my meaning.

We K. Edw. Stanley, I will requite thy forward

To ness. Glo. But wherefore stay we ? 'tis no time to talk.

An K. Edw. Huntsman, what say'st thou ? wilt thou go along!

For Hunt. Better do so, than tarry and be bang'd.

Glo. Come then, away ; let's have no more

K. Edw. Bishop, farewell : shield thee from

Warwick's frown ;
And pray that I may repossess the crown.


Lel SCENE VI.-A Room in the Tower.




TAGUE, LIEUTENANT of the Tower, and At-
K. Hen. Master lieutenant, now that God and

Have shaken Edward from the regal seat,

And turn'd iny captive state to liberty,
My fear to hope, iny sorrows unto joys;
At our enlargeinent what are thy die fees!
Lieu. Subjects may challenge nothing of their

sovereigns ;
But, if an humble prayer may prevail,

I then crave pardon of your majesty.

Thi K. Hen. For what, lieutenant ? for well using His me ?

Nay, be thou sure, I'll well requite thy kind. His

For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure :

Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds

Conceive, when, after many moody thoughts,
At last, by notes of bousehold barmony,
They quite forget their loss of liberty.
But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free,
And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee;
He was the author, thou the instrument.

Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite,
By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me;
And that the people of this blessed land
May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars ;
Warwick, although my head still wear the An

in I bere resigu my government to thee,

An For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds.

War. Your grace bath still been fam'd for 1

And now may seem as wise as virtuous,

By spying and avoiding fortune's malice,

For few men rightly temper with the stars : 1
Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace,
For choosing me, when Clarence is in place.
Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the

To wbrom the heavens, in thy nativity,

Adjudg'd an olive branch and laurel crown,
As likely to be blessed in peace and war;

And therefore I yield thee my free consent. Did
War. And I choose Clarence only for pro-



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So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts Drum.-Enter MONTGOMERY and Forces, What may berall bim, to his harm and our's :

marching Therefore, lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, Glo. Brother, this is Sir Jobn Montgomery, Forth with we'll send bin heuce to Brittany, Our trusty friend, unless I be deceiv'd. Till storms be past of civil eninity.

K. Edw. Welcome, Sir John ! But wby come Orj. Ay; for if Edward repossess the crown,

you in arms ? 'Tis like that Richmond with the rest shall

Mont. To help king Edward in his time of down.

storm, Som. It shall be so ; be shall to Brittany. As every loyal subject ought to do. Come therefore, let's about it speedily,

K. Edw. Thanks, good Montgomery : But we (Ereunt.

now forget

Our title to the crown; and only claim
SCENE VII.-Before York.

Our dukedom, till God please to send the rest.

Mont. Then fare you well, for I will bence Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTEN, HASTINGS,

again ; and forces.

I came to serve a king, and not a duke,K. Edte. Now, brother Richard, lord Hast. Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. ings, and the rest ;

(A March begun. Yet thus far fortune maketh as amends,

K. Edw. Nay, stay, Sir John, a while ; and And says, that once more I shall interchange

we'll debate, My waned state for Henry's regal crown. By what safe means the crown may be reWell have we pass'd, and now repass'd the

cover'd. seas,

Mont. Wbat talk you of debating? in few And brougbt desired help from Burgundy :

words, What then remains, we being thus arriv'd If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, From Ravenspurg baven before the gates of I'll leave you to your fortune ; and be gone, York,

To keep them back that come to succour yoll: Bat that we enter, as into our dukedom? Why should we fight, if you pretend no title ? Glo. The gates made fast l-Brother, I like Glo. Why brother, wherefore stand you on not this ;

nice points ? For many men, that stumble at the threshold, K. Edw. When we grow stronger, then we'll Are well foretold-that danger lurks within.

make our claimi, K. Edu. Tush, man! abodeinents must not Till then, 'lis wisdom to conceal our meaning. now affright ns :

Hast. Away with scrupulous wit I bow arnis By fair or foul means we must enter in,

must rule. For bither will our friends repair to us.

Glo. And fearless minds climb soonest unto Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more, to

crowns. summon thein,

Brother, we will proclaim you out of band;

The bruit . thereof will bring yon many friends. Enter, on the Walls, the Mayor of York, K. Edw. Then be it as you will; for 'lis my and his Brethren.

right, May. My lords, we were forewarned of your And Henry but usurps the diadem. coming,

Mont. Ay, now iny sovereigu speaketh like And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;

himself; For now we owe allegiance unto Henry.

And now will I be Edward's champion. X. Edn. But, master mayor, if Henry be

Hast. Sound, trumpet ; Edward shall be here your king,

proclaim'd :Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York. Come, fellow-soldier, make thon proclan ation. May. True, my good lord; I know you for

(Gives him a Paper. Flourish. no less.

Sold. (Reads.) Eduard the fourth, by the K. Edw. Why, and I challenge nothing but grace of God, king of England and France, my dukedom ;

and lord of Ireland, &c. As being well content with that alone. Gle. But, when the fox bath once got in his

Mont. And wbosoe'er gainsays king Edward's

right, nose, He'll soon find means to make the body follow.

By this I challenge him to single fight.

[Throu's down his Gauntlet.

(Aside. Hasl. Wby, master niayor, why stand you in

AU. Long live king Edward the fourth !

K. Edu. Tbanks, brave Montgomery ;-avd a doubts

thanks unto you all. Open the gates, we are king Henry's friends. May. Ay, say you so ? the gates shall then be Now, for this nigbe, let's barbour here in York:

If fortune serve me, I'll regnite this kindness. open'd. [Ereunt from above. Above the border of this borizon,

And when the morning sun shall raise his car Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded We'll forward towards Warwick and his mates ;

soon! Hast. The good old man would fain that all For well I wot + that Hevry is no soldier.were well,

Ab! froward Clarence, how evil it beseems ko 'twere not 'long of him : • but, being enter'd, To fatter Henry, and forsake thy brother!

thee, I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade Birth bim, and all bis brotbers, unto reason.

Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and

Warwick. Re-enter the Mayor and two ALDERMEN,

Come on, brave soldiers ; doubt not of the below.

day ;

And, that ouce gotten, doubt not of large pay. K. Edr. So, master mayor: these gates must

(Eseunt. pot be shut, But in the nigbl, or in the time of war.

SCEVE VIII.-London.-A Room in the fear not, mall, ut yield ine up the

Palace, keys;


(Takes his keys. MONTAGUR, EXETER, and OXFORD. For Edward will defend he town and thee, And all those friends that deign to follow me.

War. What counsel, lords ? Edward from

Belgia, • The mayor is willing we should enter, so he may But be blanca.

• Noise, report.

+ Know


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With hasty Germans, and blunt Hollanders, AD
Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas,
And with his troops doth march amaia to WE
London ;

Th And many giddy people fock to him.

Co Oxs. Let's levy men, and beat him back again,

An Clar. A little fire is quickly trodden out: Bra Whicb, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench. Ilar. In Warwicksbire I have true-hearted

friends, Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war ; Those will I muster up :-and thou, son Cla.

rence, Shalt stir, ia 'Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent, The huights and gentlemen to come with En

Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham,
Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shalt find
Men well inclin'd to bear what thou com-

Ho manu'st :And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well-belov'd,

1 Ju Oxfordshire shall muster up thy friends,My sovereign, with the loving citizens.

2 Like to his island, girt in with the ocean, Or modest Dian, circled with her nymplis,

WI Shall rest in London, till we come to bim.Fair lords, lake leave, and stand not to reply.Farewell, my sovereigni. K. Hen. Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's

true hope. Clar. In sign of truth, I kiss your highness'

hand. K. Hen. Well-minded Clarence, be thou for- An

tunate! Mont. Comfort, my lord ;--and so I take my leave.

An Oxf. And thus (Kissing HENRY's hand.) i

seal my truth, and bid adieu. K. Hen. Sweet Oxford, and my loving Mon

tague, And all at once, once more a happy farewell.

Th War. Farewell, sweet lords ; let's meet at


(Eacunt WAR. CLAR. OXF. and MONT. K. Hen. Here at the palace will I rest

a while.
Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship ?
Methinks, the power that Edward hath in field,
Sbould not be able to encounter mine.
Ere. The doubt is, that he will seduce the

K. Hen. That's not my fear, my meed. hath

got me fame.
I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
Nor posted off their buits with slow delays ;
My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
My mildness bath allay'd their swelling griefs,

My mercy dry'd their water-Nowing tears ;
I have not been desirous of their wealth,

Th Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies, Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd: Then why should they love Edward more than

No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace :

And, when the lion lawns upon the lamb,
The lamb will never cease to follow bim.

An (Shout uithin.) A Lancaster ! A Lancaster! Exe. Hark, bark, my lord! what shouts are these !

Co Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, and Soldiers. Ca K. Edw. Seize on the shamc-fac'd Heury,

An bear him hence, And once again proclaim as king of England. You are the fount, that makes small brooks to

Or flow:

4 Now stops thy spring ; my sea shall suck them

And swell so much the higher by their ebb.-
Hence with him to the Tower; let him not

(Ereunt some with King HENNY.

the . Merit.




K. Edw. Why, then 'lis mine, if but by War. Look here, I throw my infamy at thee : wick's gift.

I will not ruinate my father's bouse, War. Thou art no Atlas, for so great a who gave his blood to live * the stones toweight :

gether, And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again ; And set up Lancaster. Why, trow'st thou, And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject.

Warwick, K. Edw. Bui Warwick's king is Edward's That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, + unnatural, prisoner :

To bend the fatal instruments of war And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this, Against his brother and his lawful king? What is the body, when the head is off?

Perhaps thou wilt object iny holy oath : Glo. Alas, that Warwick bad no more fore- To keep that oath, were more impiety cast,

Than Jephtha's, whien he sacrific'd his daughter. But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten, I ain so sorry for my trespass made, The king was slily finger'd from the deck! • That, to deserve well at my brother's hands, You left poor Heury at the bishop's palace, I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe; And, ten to one, you'll meet him in the Tower. With resolutioll, whereso'er I meet thee, K. Edw. 'Tis even so; yet you are Warwick (As I will meet thee, If thou stir abroad, Erill.

To plague thee for thy foul misleading ine. Glo. Corne, Warwick, take the time, kneel And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I dely thee, down, kueel down :

And to my brother turu my blushing cheeks.Nay, wben ? strike now, or else the iron cools. Pardon me, Edward, I will make ameuds ; War. I had rather chop this hand off at a And, Richard, do not irown upon my faults, blow,

For I will henceforth be no more unconstant. And with the other fing it at thy face.

K. Edit. Now welcome more, and ten times Tban bear so low a sail, to strike to thee,

more belov'd, K. Edu'. Sail how thou canst, have wjud and Than if thou never hadst deserv'd our bate. tide thy friend;

Glo. Welcome, good Clarence ; this is bro. This band, fast wound about thy coal-black

ther-like. bair,

War. O passing i traitor, perjur'd and unSaall, whiles the head is warm, and new cut

just! ott,

K. Edw. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the Write in the dust this sentence

with thy

town and fight? blood.

Or shall we beat the stones abont thine ears? Wind changing Warwick now can change no War. Alas, I am not coop'd here for de


I will away towards Barnet presently, Enter OXFORD, with Drum and Colours.

And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou dar'st. War. O cheerful colours I see, where Oxford K. Edw. Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and comes !

leads the way :Oxf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!

Lords to the field ; Saint George and victory. (OXFORD and his Forces enter the City.

(March. Ereunt. Glo. The gates are open, let us euter too. K. Edw. Šo other foes may set upou our SCENE II.-A Field of Battle near Barnet.

backs, Stand we in good array; for they, no doubt,

Alarums, and Ercursions. Enter King EuWill issue out again, and bid us battle :

WARD, bringing in WARWIOK wounded. If not, ibe city, being but of small defence, K. Edw. So lie thou there : die thou, and die We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same.

our fear ; War. o welcome Oxford ! for we want thy For Warwick was a hug, ý that fear'd | us all.-. help.

Now, Montague, sit fast ; I seek for thee,

That Warwick's bones may keep thine company. Enter MONTAGUE, with Drum and Colours.

(Exit. Mont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster ! War. Ah! who is nigli ? come to me, friend, (He and his Forces enier the City.

or foe, Gio. Thou and thy brother both shall buy And tell me, who is victor, York or Warwick ? this treason

Why ask 1 that ? my mangled body shows, Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart K. Edw. The barder maich'd, the greater

shows, vietory;

That I must yield my body to the earth, My mind presageth happy gain, and conquest. And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe.

Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge, Enter SOYERSET, with Drum and Colours. Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle, Som. Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster!

Under whose shade the ramping lions slept? (He and his Forces enter the City. Whose top-branch overpeer’a Jove's spreading Glo. Two of thy name, both dukes of So

tree, merset,

And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful Have sold their lives unto the house of York ;

wind. And thou shalt be the third, if this sword These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's bold.

biack veil,

Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun, Exter CLARENCE, with Drum and Colours. To search the secret treasons of the world :

now all'd with War. And lo, where George of Clarence The wrinkles in my brows, sweeps along,

blood, of foree enonigh to bid his brother battle ;

Were liken'd óft to kingly sepulchres ; With whom an upright zeal to right prevails,

For who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave? More thau the nature of a brother's love :

And who durst smile, when Warwick bent his

brow? Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt, if Warwick calls.

Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood ! Clar.

Father of Warwick, know you what My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, tbis means ;

Even now forsake me ; and, of all my lauds, (Taking the red Rose out of his Cap.

1... To cement.

Stupid, insensible of paternal fondness, • A pack of cardy was apciently termed a deck of

1 Eminent, egregious. eards.

$ Bugbear.

1 Terrified.


Is nothing left me, but my body's length! SCENE IV.-Plains near Teteksbury. Why, what is poinp, rule, reign, but earth and Alarch.-Enter Queen MARGARET, Prince dast ?

EDWARD, SOMERSET, VI FORU, and som And, live we how we can, yet die we must.


Q. Mar. Great lords, wise men ue'er sit and Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET.

wail their loss, Som. Ah! Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as. But cheerly seek bow to redress their harins.

What though the mast be now blowu overwe are,

board, We might recover all our loss again! The queen from France bath brought a puissant Aud ball our sailors swallow'd in the flood,

The cable broke, the holding anchor lost, power ; Even now we heard the news : Ah! could'st Yet lives our pilot still! Is't ineet that be

Should leave the belm, and, like a fearful ibon fly! War. Why, then I would not fly.--Ab! Mon. With tearful eyes add water to the sea,

tague, If thon be there, skeet brother, take my hand,

Aud give more strength to that which bath too

much ; And with thy lips keep in my soul a while ! Thou lov'st me not; for, brother, ir thou Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the

rock. didst, Thy tears would wash

Which industry and courage might bave sav'd! this cold congealed

Ab! what a shame, ah ! what a fault were this! blood,

Say, Warwick was our anchor ; What of that! That glews iny lips, and will not let me speak.

And Montague our top-niast; What of bim ! Coine quickly, Montague, or I am dead. Som. Ah! Warwick, Montague hath breathi'd Our slaughter'd friends the tackles; What of

these 1
his last;

Why, is not Oxford here another ancbor!
And to the latest gasp, cried out for Warwick,
And said-Coiminend me to my valiant bro.And Somerset another goodly mast;

The friends of France our shrouds and tack. ther. And more he would have said; and more be And, though unskilful, why not Ned and !

lings? spoke, Which sounded like a cannon in a vault,

For once allow'd the skilful pilot's change!

We will not from the belin, to sit and weep; Tbat miglit not be distinguish'd; but, at last, I well might hear deliver'd with a groan,

But keep our course, though the rough wisd o farewell, Warwick!

say-10, War. Sweet rest to his soul !

From shelves and rocks that threaten us with

wreck. Fly, fords, and save yourselves; for Warwick bids

As good to chide the waves, as speak them

fair. You all farewell, to meet again in heaven.


And what is Edward, but a ruthless sea!
Orf. Away, away, to meet the queen's great and Richard, but a ragged fatal rock!

What Clarence, but a quicksand of deceit
(Ereunt, bearing off WARWICK's Body. All these the enemies to our poor bark.

Say, you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while :

Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly SCENEIII.-Another part of the

sink : Field.

Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you 28,

Or else you famislı, that's a threefold death. Flourish.- Enter King EDWARD În triumph; This speak I, lords, to let you understand, with CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and the resi. lu case some one of you would fly from us,

That there's no hop'd-for mercy with the breK. Edw. Thus far our fortune kecps an up

thers, ward course,

More than with ruthless waves, with sands, and And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory.

rocks. But, in the midst of this bright-shining day, Why, courage, then! what cannot be avoided, 1 spy a black, suspicious, threat'ning cloud, 'Twere childish weakness to lament, or fear. That will encounter with our glorious sun, Prince. Methinks, a womau of this raliant Ere he attain his easew western bed :


(words, I mean, my lords, those powers, that the Shenld, if a coward beard her speak these queen

Infuse his breast with magnanimity, Hath rais'd in Gallia, have arriv'd our coasi, And niake him, naked, foil a inan at arms. And, as we hear, marchi ou to fight with us. I speak not this, as doubung auy here ; Clar. A lille gale will soon disperse that For, did I but suspect a fearful inan, cloud,

He should have leave to go away betimos ; And blow it to the source from whence it Lest, in our need, he might infect anotber, came :

And make himn of like spirit to himself.
Thy very beams will dry those vapours up ; If any such be bere, as God forbid !
For every cloud engenders not a storm.

Let him depart, before we need his belp. Glo. The queen is valu'd thirty .housand Oij. Women and children of so higde strong,

courage! And Somerset, with Oxford, Aed to her ; Aud warriors' faint! why, lwere perpetral If she have time to breathe, be well assur'd,

shame.Her factiou will be full as strong as our's. o brave young prince! thy famous grandK. Edw. We are advertis'd by our loving

rather friends,

Doth live again in thee; Long may'st toa That tbey do hold tbeir course toward Tewks.

live, bury ;

To hear his image, and renew his glories ! We having how the best at Barnet field,

Som. And be, that will not fight for such a Will thither straight, for willingne rids


Go home to bed, and, like the owl by day, And, as we march, our strength will be aug. If he arise, be mock'á and wonderd at. inerted,

Q. Mar. Thanks, gentle Sonierset ;-sweet In every county as we go along.

Oxford, thanks. Strike up the drum. cry-Courage! and away. Prince. And take his thanks, that yet bath


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