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Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,

Ent'r CLARENCE and SOMERSET. I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

But, see, where Somerset and Clarence come ; K. Edw. I blame not her, she could say little less; Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends? She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen?

Clar. Fear not that, my lord. For I have heard that she was there in place.

War. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto WarMess. Tell him, quoth she, my mourning weeds

wick; are done,

And welcome, Somerset :- I hold it cowardice, And I am ready to put armour on.

To rest mistrustful where a noble heart
K. Edw. Belike, she minds to play the Amazon. Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love;
But what said Warwick to these injuries?

Else might I think, that Clarence. Edward's brother, Mess. He, more incens'd against your majesty

Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings : Than all the rest, discharg'd me with these words ; Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong,

But welcome, Clarence; my daughter shall be thine.

And now what rests, but, in night's coverture, And therefore, I'll uncrown him, ere't be long.

Thy brother being carelessly encamp’d, K. Edw. Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so

His soldiers lurking in the towns about, proud words?

And but attended by a simple guard, Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd : They shall have wars, and pay for their presumption. Our scouts have found the adventure very easy :

We may surprize and take him at our pleasure? But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret ? Mess. Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents,

That as Ulysses, and stout Diomede, in friendship, That young prince Edward marries Warwick's So we, weil cover'd with the night's black mantle,

And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds; daughter. Clar. Belike, the elder ; Clarence will have the And seize himself: I say not — slaughter him,

At unawares may beat down Edward's guard, younger.

For I intend but only to surprize him.
Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast,
For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;

You, that will follow me to this attempt,
That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage

Applaud the name of Henry, with your leader.

[They all cry Henry! I may not prove inferior to yourself.

Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort : You, that love me and Warwick, follow me.

For Warwick and his friends, God and saint George! (Erit CLARENCE, and SOMERSET follows.

[Exeunt. Glo. Not I: My thoughts aim at a further matter ; I

SCENE III. Edward's Camp near Warwick. Stay not for love of Edward, but the crown. (Aside. K. Edw. Clarence and Somerset both gone to Enter certain Watchmen, lo guard the King's Tent. Warwick!

1 Watch. Come on, my masters, each man take Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen ;

his stand ; And haste is needful in this desperate case. — The king by this, is set him down to sleep. Pembroke, and Stafford, you in our behalf

2 Watch. What, will he not to bed ? Go levy men, and make prepare for war ;

1 Watch. Why, no: for he hath made a solemn They are already, or quickly will be landed: Myself in person will straight follow you.

Never to lie and take his natural rest, [Ereunt PEMBROKE and STAFFORD. Till Warwick, or himself, be quite suppress'd. But, ere I go, Hastings, — and Montague,

2 Watch. To-morrow then, belike, shall be the day, Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest, If Warwick be so near as men report. Are near to Warwick, by blood, and by alliance : 3 Watch. But say, I pray, what nobleman is that, Tell me, if you love Warwick ore than me? That with the king here resteth in his tent? If it be so, then both depart to him ;

1 Watch. 'Tis the lord Hastings, the king's chiefI rather wish you foes than hollow friends ;

est friend. But if you mind to hold your true obedience, 3 Watch. O, is it so? But why commands the king, Give me assurance with some friendly vow,

That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, That I may never have you in suspect.

While he himself keepeth in the cold field ? Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves 2 Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because more true!

dangerous. Hast. And Hastings, as he favours Edward's 3 Watch. Ay; but give me worship and quietness, cause!

I like it better than a dangerous honour. K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, will you stand If Warwick knew in what estate he stands, by us?

'Tis to be doubted, he would waken him. Glo. Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you. I Watch. Unless our halberds did shut up his K. Edw. Why so; then am I sure of victory.

passage. Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour, 2 Walch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his royal Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power.


(Exeunt. But to defend his person from night-foes? SCENE II. - A Plain in Warwickshire.


and Forces. Enter WARWICK and OXFORD, with French and

War. This is his tent; and see, where stand bis other Forces.

guard. War. Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well; | Courage, my masters; honour now, or never ! The cominon people by numbers swarm to us. But follow me, and Edward shall be ours.


I Watch. Who goes there?

Or by his foe surpriz'd at unawares : 2 Watch. Stay, or thou diest.

And, as I further have to understand,
[WARWICK, and the rest, cry all Warwick! Is new commited to the bishop of York,

Warwick! and set upon the guard; who fly, Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe.
crying — Arm! Arm! WARWICK, and the Riv. These news, I must confess, are full of grief:
rest, following them.

Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may;
The Drum beating, and Trumpets sounding, re-enter Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.

Q. Eliz. Till then, fair hope must hinder life's WARWICK, and the rest, bringing the King out in

decay. a Gown, sitting in a Chair ; GLOSTER and Hast

And I the rather wean me from despair,
INGS, fly.

For love of Edward's offspring in my womb:
What are they that fly there?

This is it that makes me bridle passion, War. Richard, and Hastings: let them go, here's And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross; the duke.

Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear, K. Edw. The duke; why, Warwick, when we

And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs, parted last,

Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown Thou call'dst me king. War. Ay, but the case is alter'd: King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown.

Riv. But, madam, where is Warwick then become? When you disgrac'd me in my embassade,

Q. Eliz. I am informed, that he comes towards Then I degraded you from being king,

London, And come now to create you duke of York.

To set the crown once more on Henry's head : Alas! how should you govern any kingdom, Guess thou the rest ; king Edward's friends must That know not how to use ambassadors;

down. Nor how to be contented with one wife;

But to prevent the tyrant's violence, Nor how to use your brothers brotherly ;

(For trust not him that hath once, broken faith,) Nor how to study for the people's welfare ;

I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary, Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies ?

To save at least the heir of Edward's right; K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou here There shall I rest secure from force, and fraud. too?

Come therefore, let us fly, while we may fly; Nay, then I see, that Edward needs must down.

If Warwick take us, we are sure to die. (Eseunt. Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance, Of thee thyself, and all thy complices,

SCENE V. A Park near Middleham Castle in Edward will always bear himself as king :

Though fortune's malice overthrow my state,
My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. Enter GLOSTER, Hastings, Sır WILLIAM STANLEY,
War. Then, for his mind“, be Edward England's

and others.
( Takes off his crown.

Glo. Now, my lord Hastings, and sir William But Henry now shall wear the English crown,

Stanley, And be true king indeed; thou but the shadow.

Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, My lord of Somerset, at my request,

Into this chiefest thicket of the park. See that forthwith duke Edward be convey'd

Thus stands the case : You know, our king, my Unto my brother, archbishop of York.

brother, When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands I'll follow you, and tell what answer

He hath good usage and great liberty;
Lewis, and the lady Bona, send to him :

And often, but attended with weak guard,
Now, for a while, farewell, good duke of York.
K. Edw. What fates impose, that men must needs I have advertis'd him by secret means,

Comes hunting this way to disport himself.

That if about this hour, he make this way, It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

Under the colour of his usual game,
[Exit King Edward, led out ; SOMERSET He shall here find his friends, with horse and men,
with him.

To set him free from his captivity.
Oxf. What now remains, my lords, for us to do,
But march to London with our soldiers ?

Enter KING EDWARD, and a Huntsman. War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do:

Hunt. This way, my lord; for this way lies the To free king Henry from imprisonment,

game. And see him seated in the regal throne. (Exeunt.

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

huntsmen stand. SCENE IV. – London. A Room in the Palace. Now, brother of Gloster, lord Hastings, and the rest, Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and Rivers.

Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer? Riv. Madam, what makes you in this sudden Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth haste; change?

Your horse stands ready at the park corner. Q. Eliz. Why, brother Rivers, are you yet to learn, K. Edw. But whither shall we then ? What late misfortune is befall’n king Edward ? Hast. To Lynn, my lord, and ship from thence Riv. What, loss of some pitch'd battle against

to Flanders. Warwick ?

Glo. Well guess’d, believe me; for that was my Q. Eliz. No, but the loss of his own royal person.

meaning Riv. Then is my sovereign slain ?

K. Edw. Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness. Q. Eliz. Ay, almost slain, for he is taken prisoner ; Glo. But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk. Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard,

K. Edw. Huntsman, what say'st thou ? wilt thicu 4 1.e. In his mind; as far as his own mind 90€6.

go along.


Hunt. Better do su, than tarry and be hang'd. To Henry's body, and supply bis place ;
Glo. Come then away ; let's have no more ado. I mean in bearing weight of government,
K. Edw. Bishop, farewell : shield thee from While he enjoys the honour, and his ease.
Warwick's frown;

And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful, And pray that I may repossess the crown. (Exeunt. Forthwith that Edward be pronounc'd a traitor,

And all his lands and goods be confiscate.
SCENE VI. - A Room in the Tower.

Clar. What else? and that succession be deter

min'd. Enter King Henry, CLARENCE, Warwick, So- War. Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his MERSET, YOUNG RICHMOND, Oxford, Monta

part. GUE, Lieutenant of the Tower, and Attendants. K. Hen. But, with the first of all your chief K. Hen. Master lieutenant, now that God and

affairs, friends

Let me entreat, (for I command no more,) Have shaken Edward from the regal seat ;

That Margaret your queen, and my son Edward, And turn'd my captive state to liberty,

Be sent for, to return from France with speed : My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys;

For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear At our enlargement what are thy due fees

My joy of liberty is half eclips'd. Lieut. Subjects may challenge nothing of their Clar. It shall be done, my sovereign, with all sovereigns;

speed. But, if an humble prayer may prevail,

K. Hen. My lord of Somerset, what youth is I then crave pardon of your majesty.

that, K. Hen. For what, lieutenant? for well using me? Of whom you seem to have so tender care? Nay, be thou sure, I'll well requite thy kindness, Som. My liege, it is young Henry, earl of RichFor that it made my imprisonment a pleasure :

mond. Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds

K. Hen. Come hither, England's hope: If secret Conceive, when, after many moody thoughts,

powers, (Lays his hand on his head. At last, by notes of household harmony,

Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, They quite forget their loss of liberty.

This pretty lad 7 will prove our country's bliss. But, Warwiek, after God, thou set'st me free,

His looks are full of peaceful majesty ; And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee;

His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown, He was the author, thou the instrument.

His hand to wield a scepter; and himself Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite, Likely, in time, to bless a regal throne. By living low where fortune cannot hurt me;

Make much of him, my lords; for this is he, And that the people of this blessed land

Must help you more than you are hurt by me. May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars; Warwick, although my head still wear the crown,

Enter a Messenger. I here resign my government to thee,

War. What news, my friend? For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds.

Mess. That Edward is escaped from your brother, War. Your grace hath still been fam’d for vir- And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy. tuous;

War. Unsavoury news : But how made he And now may seem as wise as virtuous,

escape ? By spying and avoiding fortune's malice,

Mess. He was convey'd by Richard duke of For few men rightly temper with the stars 5:

Gloster, Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace,

And the lord Hastings, who attended him For choosing me, when Clarence is in place. 6

In secret ambush on the forest side, Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway, And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him; To whom the heavens, in thy nativity,

For hunting was his daily exercise. Adjudg’d an olive branch, and laurel crown,

War. My brother was too careless of his charge.As likely to be blest in peace, and war;

But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide And therefore I yield thee my free consent.

A salve for any sore that may betide. War. And I choose Clarence only for protector.

(Exeunt King HENRY, WAR., CLAR., Lieut., K. Hen. Warwick, and Clarence, give me both

and Altendants. your hands; Now join your hands, and with your hands, your

Som. My lord, I like not of this flight of Ed

ward's : hearts, That no dissension hinder government :

For, doubtless, Burgundy will yield him help;

And we shall have more wars, before't be long. I make you both protectors of this land ;

As Henry's late presaging prophecy
While I myself will lead a private life,
And in devotion spend my latter days,

Did glad my heart, with hope of this young Rich

mond; To sin's rebuke, and my Creator's praise.

So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts War. What answers Clarence to his sovereign's What may befall him, to his barm, and ours: will ?

Therefore, lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, Clar. That he consents, if Warwick yield con- Forthwith we'll send him hence to Britany, sent;

Till storms be past of civil enmity. For on thy fortune I repose myself.

Oxf. Ay; for, if Edward repossess the crown, War. Why then, though loath, yet must I be 'Tis like that Richmond with the rest shall down. content:

Som. It shall be so; he shall to Britany. We'll yoke together, like a double shadow

Come therefore, let's about it speedily. [Exeunt. 5 Few men conform their lemper to their destiny. 6 Present.

? Afterward Henry VII.

And says



SCENE VII. Before York.

Mont. Then fare you well, for I will hence again ;

I came to serve a king and not a duke, Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, Hastings, and Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. Forces.

(A March begun. K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, lord Hastings, K. Edw. Nay, stay, sir John, a while ; and we'll and the rest ;

debate, Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends,

By what safe means the crown may be recover'd. that once more I shall interchange Mont. What, talk you of debating ? in few words, My waned state for Henry's regal crown.

If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, Well have we pass'd, and now repass'd the seas, I'll leave you to your fortune; and be gone, And brought desired help from Burgundy; To keep them back that come to succour you: What then remains, we being thus arriv'd

Why should we fight, if you pretend no title? From Ravenspurg haven before the gates of York, Glo. Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice But that we enter, as into our dukedom?

points ? Glo. The gates made fast!— Brother, I like not this; K. Edw. When we grow stronger, then we'll make For many men, that stumble at the threshold,

our claim : Are well foretold — that danger lurks within. Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning. K. Edw. Tush, man! abodements must not now Hast. Away with scrupulous wit! now arms affright us ;

must rule. By fair or foul means we must enter in,

Glo. And fearless minds climb soonest unto For hither will our friends repair to us. Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more to summon Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand; them.

The bruit 8 thereof will bring you many friends. Enter, on the Walls, the Mayor of York, and his And Henry but usurps the diadem.

K. Edw. Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right, Brethren.

Mont. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himMay. My lords, we were forewarned of your coming,

And now will I be Edward's champion. And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;

Hast. Sound, trumpet; Edward shall be here For now we owe allegiance unto Henry.

proclaim'd : K. Edw. But, master mayor, if Henry be your king, Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation. Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York.

[Gives him a paper.

Flourish. May. True, my good lord; I know you for no less. Sold. (Reads.] Edward the Fourth, by the grace K. Edw. Why, and I challenge nothing but my of God, king of England and France, and lord of dukedom;

Ireland, &c. As being well content with that alone.

Mont. And whosoe’er gain says king Edward's Glo. But when the fox hath once got in his nose,

right, He'll soon find means to make the body follow. [ Aside. By this I challenge him to single fight, Hast. Why, master mayor, why stand you in a

[Throws down his Gauntlet, doubt?

All. Long live Edward the Fourth! Open the gates, we are king Henry's friends. K. Edw. Thanks, brave Montgomery ;- - and May. Ay, say you so ? the gates shall then be

thanks unto you all. open'd.

(Exeunt from above. If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness. Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded soon! Now for this night, let's harbour here in York: Hast. The good old man would fain that all were And, when the morning sun shall raise his car well,

Above the border of this horizon, So 'twere not ’long of him: but, being enter'd, We'll forward towards Warwick, and his mates ; I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade

For, well I wot 9, that Henry is no soldier. — Both him and all his brothers unto reason.

Ah, froward Clarence ! - how evil it beseems thee,

To flatter Henry, and forsake thy brother ! Re-enter the Mayor and two Aldermen, below. Yet, as

as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwick. K. Edw. So, master mayor: these gates must not Come on, brave soldiers ; doubt not of the day; be shut,

And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay. But in the night or in the time of war.

[Exeunt. What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys;

(Tukes his keys. SCENE VIII. - London. A Room in the Palace. For Edward will defend the town and thee, And all those friends that deign to follow me.

Enter King Henry, WARWICK, CLARENCE,

MONTAGUE, EXETER, and Oxford. Drum. Enter MONTGOMERY, and Forces, marching.

War. What counsel, lords? Edward from Belgia, Glo. Brother, this is sir John Montgomery, With hasty Germans, and blunt Hollanders, Our trusty friend, unless I be deceiv'd.

Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas, K. Edw. Welcome, sir John! But why come And with his troops doth march amain to London; you in arms ?

And many giddy people flock to him. Mont. To help king Edward in his time of storm, Oxf. Let's levy men, and beat him back again. As every loyal subject ought to do.

Clar. A little fire is quickly trodden out; K. Edw. Thanks, good Montgomery: But we Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench. now forget

War. In Warwickshire I have true-hearted friends, Our title to the crown; and only claim

Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war; Our dykedom, till Heaven please to send the rest. 8 Noise, report.

9 Know.

Those will I muster up and thou, son Clarence, I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
Shalt stir, in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent, Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;
The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:- My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham, My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shalt find My mercy dry'd their water-flowing tears :
Men well inclin'd to hear what thou command'st:- I have not been desirous of their wealth,
And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well belov'd, Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies,
In Oxfordshire shall muster up thy friends. Nor forward of revenge, though they much errid;
My sovereign, with the loving citizens,

Then why should they love Edward more than me? Like to his island, girt in with the ocean,

No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace : Shall rest in London, till we come to him.

And, when the lion fawns upon the lamb, Fair lords, take leave, and stand not to reply. - The lamb will never cease to follow him. Farewell, my sovereign.

[Shout within. A Lancaster ! A Lancaster! K. Hen. Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's Exe. Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are true hope.

these? Cla. In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand. K. Hen. Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!

Enter King EdwaRD, GLOSTER, and Soldiers. Mont. Comfort, my lord ;- and so I take my K. Edw. Seize on the shame-fac'd Henry, bear leave.

him hence, Oxf. And thus (Kissing Henry's hand. ] I seal And once again proclaim us king of England. my truth, and bid adieu.

You are the fount, that makes small brooks to flow; K. Hen. Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague, Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry, And all at once, once more a happy farewell. And swell so much the higher by their ebb. War. Farewell, sweet lords ; let's meet at Co- Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak. ventry.

[Exeunt some with King Henry. [Ereunt War., CLAR., Oxf., and Mont. And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course, K. Hen. Here at the palace will I rest a while. Where peremptory Warwick now remains : Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship? The sun shines hot, and, if we use delay, Methinks, the power that Edward hath in field, Cold biting winter mars our hop'd-for hay. Should not be able to encounter mine.

Glo. Away betimes, before his forces join, Ere. The doubt is, that he will seduce the rest. And take the great-grown traitor unawares ; K. Hen. That's not my fear, my meed 1 hath got | Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry. me fame.



SCENE I. - Coventry.

Glo. See, how the surly Warwick mans the wall. Enter, upon the Walls, Warwick, the Mayor of where slept our scouts, or how are they seduc'd,

War. O, unbid spite ! is sportful Edward come? Coventry, two Messengers, and others.

That we could hear no news of his repair ? War. Where is the post that came from valiant K. Edw. Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city Oxford ?

gates, How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fellow ?

Speak gentle words, and humbly bend thy knee? 1 Mess. By this at Dunsmore, marching hither- Call Edward — king, and at his hands beg mercy, ward.

And he shall pardon thee these outrages. War. How far off is our brother Montague? War. Nay, rather wilt thou draw thy forces hence, Where is the post that came from Montague? Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee down? 2 Mess. By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop. Call Warwick - patron, and be penitent, Enter Sir John SOMERVILLE.

And thou shalt still remain the duke of York. War. Say, Somerville, what says my loving son ?

Glo. I thought, at least, he would have said And, by the guess, how nigh is Clarence now?

the king; Som. At Southam I did leave him with his forces, Or did he make the jest against his will ? And do expect him here some two hours hence.

War. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? [Drum heard.

Glo. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give; War. Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his drum. I'll do thee service for so good a gift. Som. It is not his my lord; here Southam lies;

War. 'Twas I, that gave the kingdom to thy

brother. The drum your honour hears, marcheth from Warwick.

K. Edw. Why, then, 'tis mine, if but by Warwick's War. Who should that be? belike, unlook’d-for

gift. friends.

War. Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight : Som. They are at hand, and you shall quickly And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again; know.

And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject.

K. Edw. But Warwick's king is Edward's pri Drums. Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, and Forces, marching.

And gallant Warwick, do but answer this, – K Edw. Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound a What is the body, when the head is off? parle.

Glo. Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast, But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten,


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