Alarum. Enter King Richard and Richmond, they fight, Richard is flain.

Retreat, and Flourish. Enter Richmond, Derby bearing the Crown, with divers other Lords.

Richm. God and your Arms be prais'd, Victorious Friends; The Day is ours, the bloody Dog is dead.

Derby. Couragious Richmond, well haft thou acquit thee: Lo, here these long ufurped Royalties,

From the dead Temples of this bloody Wretch,

Have I pluckt off, to grace thy Brows withal,

Wear it, and make use of it.

Richm. Great God of Heaven, say Amen to all. But tell me, is young George Stanley living?

Derby. He is, my Lord, and fafe in Leicester Town;
Whither, if you please, we may withdraw us.

Richm. What Men of Note are flain on either Side?
Derby. John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferris,
Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.
Richm. Inter their Bodies as becomes their Births,
Proclaim a Pardon to the Soldiers fled,

That in Submiffion will return to us:
And then, as we have ta'en the Sacrament,
We will unite the White Rofe, and the Red.
Smile Heav'n upon this fair Conjunction,
That long hath frown'd upon their Enmity:
What Traitor hears me, and fays not Amen?
England hath long been mad, and fear'd her felf:
The Brother blindly fhed the Brother's Blood;
The Father rafhly flaughter'd his own Son;
The Sons, compell'd, been Butchers to the Sire:
All this divided York and Lancaster,
Divided in their dire Divifion.

O now let Richmond and Elizabeth,

The true Succeeders of each Royal House,
By God's fair Ordinance, conjoin together:
And let their Heirs, God, if thy Will be fo,
Enrich the time to come, with fmooth-fac'd Peace,
With fmiling Plenty, and fair profperous Days.
Abate the edge of Traitors, Gracious Lord.
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That would reduce thefe bloody Days again,
And make poor England weep in streams of Blood.
Let them not live to tafte this Land's encrease,

That would with Treafon wound this fair Land's Peace.
Now Civil Wounds are ftopp'd, Peace lives again;
That she may long live here, God fay, Amen.

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