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And manacle the bear-ward in their chains,
If thou dar'st bring them to the baiting-place.
Rich. Oft have I seen a hot o'erweening cur
Run back and bite, because he was withheld;
Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw, 153
Hath clapp'd his tail between his legs, and

And such a piece of service will you do,

If you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick. 156

Clif. Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump,

As crooked in thy manners as thy shape!
York. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly.

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And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles?
O! where is faith? O, where is loyalty?
If it be banish'd from the frosty head,
Where shall it find a harbour in the earth? 168
Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war,
And shame thine honourable age with blood?
Why art thou old, and want'st experience?
Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it? 172
For shame! in duty bend thy knee to me,
That bows unto the grave with mickle age.

Sal. My lord, I have consider'd with myself
The title of this most renowned duke; 176
And in my conscience do repute his Grace
The rightful heir to England's royal seat.
K. Hen. Hast thou not sworn allegiance
unto me?

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Sal. It is great sin to swear unto a sin, But greater sin to keep a sinful oath. Who can be bound by any solemn vow To do a murderous deed, to rob a man, To force a spotless virgin's chastity, To reave the orphan of his patrimony, To wring the widow from her custom'd right, And have no other reason for this wrong 189 But that he was bound by a solemn oath? Q. Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. K. Hen. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself.


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SCENE II.-Saint Alban's. Alarums: Excursions. Enter WARWICK. War. Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls:

And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear, Now, when the angry trumpet sounds alarm, And dead men's cries do fill the empty air, Clifford, I say, come forth, and fight with me! Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland, Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms.

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Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise For underneath an alehouse' paltry sign,

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Y. Clif. Shame and confusion! all is on the To give the enemy way, and to secure us 76
By what we can, which can no more but fly.
[Alarum afar off.
If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom
Of all our fortunes: but if we haply scape,
As well we may, if not through your neglect, 80
We shall to London get, where you are lov'd,
And where this breach now in our fortunes
May readily be stopp'd.

Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds
Where it should guard. O war! thou son of hell,
Whom angry heavens do make their minister,
Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part
Hot coals of vengeance! Let no soldier fly: 36
He that is truly dedicate to war

Hath no self-love; nor he that loves himself
Hath not essentially, but by circumstance,
The name of valour. [Seeing his father's body.
O! let the vile world end, 40

Re-enter Young CLIFFORD.

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SCENE III.-Field near Saint Alban's. Alarum. Retreat. Flourish; then enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK, and Soldiers, with

drum and colours.

By the mass, so did we all. I thank you,



God knows how long it is I have to live;
And it hath pleas'd him that three times to-

York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; You have defended me from imminent death. That winter lion, who in rage forgets Well, lords, we have not got that which we

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But still, where danger was, still there I met

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.


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

War. After them! nay, before them, if we



12 Now, by my hand, 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

Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought And more such days as these to us befall!



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GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Cla-his Sons. A Father that has killed his Son.

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of the Duke of York's Party.




LADY GREY, afterwards Queen to Edward the


BONA, Sister to the French Queen.

Soldiers, and other Attendants on King Henry and King Edward, Messengers, Watchmen, &c.

SCENE.-During part of the Third Act, in France; during the rest of the Play, in England.


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.

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, 4
Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford, and Lord Stafford, all abreast,
Charg'd our main battle's front, and breaking


Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. Edw. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham,

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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.32 War. And when the king comes, offer him no violence,

Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce. [The Soldiers retire. York. The queen this day here holds her parliament,

But little thinks we shall be of her council: 36 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, 40 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.


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Clif. Patience is for poltroons, such as he: He durst not sit there had your father liv'd. My gracious lord, here in the parliament Let us assail the family of York.


North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be it so.

K. Hen. Ah! know you not the city favours them,

And they have troops of soldiers at their beck? Exe. But when the duke is slain they'll quickly fly. 69

K. Hen. Far be the thought of this from
Henry's heart,

To make a shambles of the parliament-house!
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words, and threats, 72
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.
[They advance to the DUKE.
Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
I am thy sovereign.

I am thine.


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Thy kinsmen and thy friends, I'll have more lives


Than drops of blood were in my father's veins. Clif. Urge it no more; lest that instead of words,

I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger

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