Son. I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep my fill. I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight that will, [Exit with the body. K. Hen. Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care, Here sits a king more woeful than you are. Alarums: Excursions. Enter Queen MARGARET, Prince of Wales, and Exeter. Prince. Fly, father, fly! for all your friends are fled, And Warwick rages like a chafed bull: Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit. Q. Mar. Mount you, my lord, towards Berwick post amain : Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds, With fiery eyes, sparkling for very wrath, And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands, Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain. Exe. Away! for vengeance comes along with them: Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed; Or else come after, I'll away before. K. Hen. Nay, take me with thee, good sweet Exeter; Not that I fear to stay, but love to go Whither the queen intends. Forward; away y! [Exeunt. SCENE VI. The same. More than my body's parting with my soul. 8 Obsequious is here careful of obsequies, or of funeral rites. JOHNSON. I having but one son, will grieve as much for that one, as Priam, who had many, could grieve for many. JOHNSON. Impairing Henry, strength'ning mis-proud York, Giving no ground unto the house of York, [He faints. Alarum and Retreat. Enter EDWARD, George, Richard, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers. Edw. Now breathe we, lords; good fortune bids us pause, And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks.— [CLIFFORD groans, and dies. Edw. Whose soul is that which takes her heavy leave? [9] The duke of York had been entrusted by Henry with the reins of govern nent both in Ireland and France. and hence perhaps was taught to aspire to the throne. MALONE. Rich. A deadly groan, like life and death's departing ' Edw. See who it is: and, now the battle's ended, If friend, or foe, let him be gently us'd. Rich. Revoke that doom of mercy, for 'tis Clifford ; Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch In hewing Rutland when his leaves put forth, But set his murdering knife unto the root From whence that tender spray did sweetly spring, I mean, our princely father, duke of York. War. From off the gates of York fetch down the head, Your father's head, which Clifford placed there : Instead whereof, let this supply the room; Measure for measure must be answered. Edw. Bring forth that fatal screech-owl to our house, That nothing sung but death to us and ours: Now death shall stop his dismal threatening sound, And his ill-boding tongue no more shall speak. [Attendants bring the body forward. War. I think his understanding is bereft : Speak, Clifford, dost thou know who speaks to thee? Rich. O, 'would he did! and so, perhaps, he doth ; 'Tis but his policy to counterfeit, Because he would avoid such bitter taunts words.' Geo. If so thou think'st, vex him with eager wont. Rich. What, not an oath ? nay, then the world goes hard, When Clifford cannot spare his friends an oath : I know by that, he's dead; And, by my soul, If this right hand would buy two hours life, That I in all despite might rail at him, [2] Departing for separation. MALONE.-Till death us depart" was the expression in the old Marriage Service. FARMER. [3] Sour words: words of asperity. JOHNSON. This hand should chop it off; and with the issuing blood Stifle the villain, whose unstaunched thirst York and young Rutland could not satisfy. War. Ay, but he's dead: Off with the traitor's head, And rear it in the place your father's stands. And now to London with triumphant march, From whence shall Warwick cut the sea to France, So shalt thou sinew both these lands together; For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt, Yet look to have them buz, to offend thine ears. And then to Britany I'll cross the sea, To effect this marriage, so it please my lord. Edw. Even as thou wilt, sweet Warwick, let it be : For on thy shoulder do I build my seat; And never will I undertake the thing, Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting.- And George, of Clarence ;-Warwick, as ourself, Shall do, and undo, as him pleaseth best. Rich. Let me be duke of Clarence, George, of Gloster; For Gloster's dukedom is too ominous.* War. Tut, that's a foolish observation; Richard, be duke of Gloster: Now to London, To see these honours in possession. ACT III. [Exeunt. SCENE I-A Chace in the North of England. Enter two UNDER this thick-growing brake we'll shroud ourselves; 2 Keep. I'll stay above the hill, so both may shoot. [4] Alluding, perhaps, to the deaths of Thomas of Woodstock, and Humphrey, Dukes of Gloster. STEEVENS. (5) Laund means the same as lawn; a plain extended between woods. STEEV Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. In this self-place where now we mean to stand. 2 Keep. Here comes a man, let's stay till he be past. Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee, 1 Keep. Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keeper's fee: This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him. K. Hen. Let me embrace these sour adversities; For wise men say, it is the wisest course. 2 Keep. Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him. 1 Keep. Forbear a while; we'll hear a little more. K. Hen. My queen, and son, are gone to France for aid; And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick Is thither gone, to crave the French king's sister And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words. [2] This is an image very frequent in the works of Shakespeare. It is common in these plays to find the same images, whether jocular or serious, frequently recurring. JOHNSON. [3] Quondam had not in Shakespeare's time uniformly acquired a ludicrous sense. HOLT WHITE. |