Scene 1. K. Edw. Why, then 'tis mine, if but by Warwick's gift. War. Thou art no Atlas, for so great a And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again; And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this,- Glo. Alas, that Warwick had no more fore- But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten, Glo. Come, Warwick, take the time, kneel Nay, when strike now, or else the iron cools. And with the other fling it at thy face. K. Edw. Sail how thou canst, have wind and This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black bair, Shall, whiles the head is warm, and new cut off, Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood. Wind-changing Warwick now can change no more. Enter OXFORD, with Drum and Colours. War. O cheerful colours! see, where Oxford comes ! Oxf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster! [OXFORD and his Forces enter the City. Stand we in good array; for they, no doubt, Enter MONTAGUE, with Drum and Colours. [He and his Forces enter the City. Glo. Thou and thy brother both shall buy this treason Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. My mind presageth happy gain, and conquest. Have sold their lives unto the house of York; hold. Look here, I throw my infamy at thee: And set up Lancaster. Warwick, That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, + unnatural, Than if thou never hadst deserv'd our hate. War. O passing traitor, perjur'd and un- K. Edw. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town and fight? Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears ? I will away towards Barnet presently, Lords to the field; Saint George and victory. SCENE II-A Field of Battle near Barnet. K. Edw. So lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear; For Warwick was a bug, that fear'd us all.-. War. Ah! who is nigh? come to me, friend, And tell me, who is victor, York or Warwick ? That I must yield my body to the earth, tree, And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind. black veil, Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun, Enter CLARENCE, with Drum and Colours.To sweeps along, of force enough to bid his brother battle; Clar. Father of Warwick, know you what this means; [Taking the red Rose out of his Cap. Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres; Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood! 1. e. To cement. ↑ Stupid, insensible of paternal fonduess. 1 Eminent, egregious. 1 Terrified. Bugbear. Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET. SCENE IV.-Plains near Tewksbury. March.-Enter Queen MARGARET, Prince EDWARD, SOMERSET, OXFORD, and Sol diers. Q. Mar. Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss, Som. Ah! Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. power; Even now we heard the news: Ah! could'st thou fly! War. Why, then I would not fly.-Ah! Montague, If thou be there, sweet brother, take my hand, And with thy lips keep in my soul a while! Thou lov'st me not; for, brother, if thou didst, Thy tears would wash this cold congealed blood, That glews my lips, and will not let me speak. his last; And to the latest gasp, cried out for Warwick, What though the mast be now blown overboard, The cable broke, the holding anchor lost, With tearful eyes add water to the sea, rock. Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the these? And said-Commend me to my valiant bro-The friends of France our shrouds and tack ther. And more he would have said; and more he spoke, Which sounded like a cannon in a vault, War. Sweet rest to his soul ! Fly, lords, and save yourselves; for Warwick Flourish.-Enter King EDWARD În triumph; with CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and the rest. K. Edw. Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course, And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory. I mean, my lords, those powers, that the queen Hath rais'd in Gallia, have arriv'd our coast, And blow it to the source from whence it lings? And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I From shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck. As good to chide the waves, as speak them fair. And what is Edward, but a ruthless sea! 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 sink: Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off, More than with ruthless waves, with sands, and rocks. Why, courage, then! what cannot be avoided, 'Twere childish weakness to lament, or fear. Prince. Methinks, a woman of this valiant spirit [words, Shenld, if a coward beard her speak these Infuse his breast with magnanimity, And make him, naked, foil a man at arms. I speak not this, as doubting any here; For, did I but suspect a fearful inan, He should have leave to go away betimes; Lest, in our need, he might infect another, And make him of like spirit to himself. If any such be here, as God forbid ! Let him depart, before we need his help. Oxf. Women and children of so high a courage! And warriors faint! why, 'twere perpetual Enter a MESSENGER. Mess. Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at band, Ready to fight; therefore be resolute. Orf. I thought no less: it is his policy, To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided. Som. But he's deceiv'd, we are in readiness. Q. Mar. This cheers my heart, to see your forwardness. Orf. Here pitch our battle, hence we will not budge. March. Enter at a distance, King EDWARD, CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces. K. Edie. Brave followers, yonder stauds the thorny wood, Which, by the heavens' assistance, and your strength, Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night. Q. Mar. Lords, knights, and gentlemen, what I should say, My tears gainsay; for every word I speak, sovereign, Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd, Be valiant, and give signal to the fight. [Exeunt both Armies. SCENE V.-Another part of the same. Alarums: Excursions: and afterwards a Retreat. Then Enter King EDWARD, CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces: with Queen MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, Pri [Exeunt OXFORD and SOMERSET, guarded. Q. Mar. So part we sadly in this troublous world, To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem. And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lan- Prince. Let Esop⚫ fable in a winter's night; Q. Mar. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague Glo. Why should she live to fill the world with words? I K. Edw. What! doth she swoon? use means for her recovery. Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother; I'll hence to London on a serious matter: [Exit. Glo. The Tower, the Tower! Q. Mar. O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy mother, boy! traitors! mur Canst thou not speak?—0 They that stabb'd Cæsar shed no blood at all, morse : K. Edw. Is proclamation made, that, who But, if you ever chance to have a child, firls Edward, Shall have a high reward, and he is life? comes. Enter Soldiers with Prince EDWARD. K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear What! can so young a thorn begin to prick? Suppose, that I am now my father's mouth; Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee, to. Q. Mar. Ah! that thy father had been so resolv'd! Glo. That you might still have worn the petticoat, Look in his youth to have him so cut off, As, deathsmen! you have rid this sweet young prince! K. Edw. Away with her; go, bear her hence perforce. Q. Mar. Nay, never bear me hence, despatch [death: me here; Here sheath thy sword, I'll pardon thee my death: What! wilt thou not ?-then, Clarence, do it thou. Clar. By heaven, I will not do thee so much ease. Q. Mar. Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence, do thou do it. Clar. Didst thou not hear me swear I would not do it. K. Mar. Ay, but thou usest to forswear thy[self; 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity. What! wilt thou not? where is that devil's butcher, • The Prince calls Richard, for his crookedness, Esop. .. I will compel you to be as silent as if you were deprived of speech by enchantinent. : Dispate; contention. Hard favour'd Richard? Richard, where thou? art Shall rue the hour that ever thon wast born. Thou art not here: Murder is thy alms-deed; Q. Mar. So come to you and your's, as to K. Edw. He's sudden, if a thing comes in his head. Now march we hence: discharge the common sort With pay and thanks, and let's away to London, And see our gentle queen how well she fares; By this, I hope, she hath a son for me. [Exeunt. SCENE VI.-London.-A Room in the Tower. King HENRY is discovered sitting with a Book in his Hand, the Lieutenant attending. Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Good day, my lord! What, at your book so hard? K. Hen. Ay, my good lord: My lord, I should say rather 'Tis sin to flatter, good was little better: Glo. Sirrab, leave us to ourselves: we must So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece, The thief doth fear each bush an officer. K. Hen. The bird that hath been limed in a With trembling wings misdoubteth + every bush : and kill'd. Glo. Why, what a peevish fool was that of That taught his son the office of a fow!? K. Hen. 1, Dædalus; my poor boy, Icarus Glo. Thy son I kill'd for his presumption. Thon hadst not liv'd to kill a son of mine, And many an orphan's water-standing eye; And orphans for their parents' timeless death; trees; The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top, To wit,-an indigest deformed lump, To signify, thou cam'st to bite the world: Glo. I'll hear no more ;-Die, prophet, in thy O God! forgive my sins, and pardon thee! [Dies. Glo. What, will the aspiring blood of Lan caster Sink in the ground? I thought it would have mounted. See, how my sword weeps for the poor king's death! O may such purple tears be always shed If any spark of life be yet remaining, Then since the heavens have shap'd my body 80, Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. Be resident in men like one another, But I will sort + a pitchy day for thee: ¡Exit. SCENE VII-The same.-A Room in the Palace. King EDWARD is discovered sitting on his Throne; Queen ELIZABETH with the infant Prince, CLARENCE, GLOSTER, HASTINGS, and others, near him. K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal throne, Re-purchas'd with the blood of enemies. Three dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd For hardy and undoubted champions: With them the two brave bears, Warwick and That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion, For yet I am not look'd on in the world. Work thou the way,-and thou shalt execute. [Aside. K. Edu. Clarence and Gloster, love my lovely queen, And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. Clar. The duty that I owe unto your majesty, I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. K. Edw. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks. Glo. And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit :- Aside. K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul deand brothers' lights, Having my country's peace, loves. Clar. What will your grace have done with Margaret? Reignier, her father, to the king of France And now what rests, but that we spend the time With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, Such as befit the pleasures of the court?Sound, drums and trumpets !-farewell, sour annoy ! For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. Public shows. [Exeunt. 4 A |