And for your brother, he was lately sent Oft have I heard his praises in pursuit, War. Nor now my scandal, Richard, dost thou hear: For thou shalt know, this strong right hand of mine Were he as famous and as bold in war, prayer. Rich. I know it well, lord Warwick! blame me not; 'Tis love, I bear thy glories, makes me speak. out; And therefore comes my brother Montague. haught Northumberland,] i. e. high spirited, or haughty. May make against the house of Lancaster. With all the friends that thou, brave earl of March, Rich. Ay, now, methinks, I hear great Warwick speak: Ne'er may he live to see a sunshine day, Edw. Lord Warwick, on thy shoulder will I lean; ' And when thou fall'st, (as God forbid the hour!) Must Edward fall, which peril heaven forefend! War. No longer earl of March, but duke of York; 'The next degree is, England's royal throne: For king of England shalt thou be proclaim'd In every borough as we pass along; And he that throws not up his cap for joy, 'Shall for the fault make forfeit of his head. King Edward,-valiant Richard,-Montague,— Stay we no longer dreaming of renown, 'But sound the trumpets, and about our task. * Rich. Then, Clifford, were thy heart as hard as steel, * (As thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds,) * I come to pierce it, or to give thee mine. * Edw. Then strike up, drums;-God, and Saint George, for us! Enter a Messenger. War. How now? what news? Mess. The duke of Norfolk sends you word by me, The queen is coming with a puissant host; And craves your company for speedy counsel. • War. Why then it sorts, brave warriors: Let's [Exeunt. away. SCENE II. Before York. Enter King HENRY, Queen MARGARET, the Prince of Wales, CLIFFORD, and NORTHUMBERLAND, with Forces. Q. Mar. Welcome, my lord, to this brave town of York. Yonder's the head of that arch-enemy, That sought to be encompass'd with your crown: To see this sight, it irks my very soul.— Clif. My gracious liege, this too much lenity Thou smiling, while he knit his angry brows: 4 Why then it sorts,] Why then things are as they should be. Thou, being a king, bless'd with a goodly son, Which argued thee a most unloving father. Who hath not seen them (even with those wings Should lose his birthright by his father's fault; Ah, what a shame were this! Look on the boy; To hold thine own, and leave thine own with him. But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,- -fondly-] i. e. foolishly. didst thou never hear, That things ill got had ever bad success? &c.] The proverb quoted by his majesty on this occasion, seems to militate directly against his own argument, and shows that things ill got might have good success. M. MASON. 7 Whose father, &c.] Alluding to a common proverb: 66 Happy the child whose father went to the devil." Than in possession any jot of pleasure. Ah, cousin York! 'would thy best friends did know, 'How it doth grieve me that thy head is here! 'Q. Mar. My lord, cheer up your spirits; our foes are nigh, ' And this soft courage makes your followers faint. 'You promis'd knighthood to our forward son; Unsheath your sword, and dub him presently.Edward, kneel down. K. Hen. Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight; And learn this lesson,-Draw thy sword in right. Prince. My gracious father, by your kingly leave, I'll draw it as apparent to the crown, And in that quarrel use it to the death: Clif. Why, that is spoken like a toward prince. Enter a Messenger. Mess. Royal commanders, be in readiness: 'For, with a band of thirty thousand men, Comes Warwick, backing of the duke of York; And, in the towns as they do march along, Proclaims him king, and many fly to him: 'Darraign your battle, for they are at hand. Clif. I would, your highness would depart the field; The queen hath best success when you are absent. Q. Mar. Ay, good my lord, and leave us to our fortune. K. Hen. Why, that's my fortune too; therefore I'll stay. North. Be it with resolution then to fight. Prince. My royal father, cheer these noble lords, And hearten those that fight in your defence: Unsheath your sword, good father; cry, Saint George! 8 order. Darraign-] That is, Range your host, put your host in |