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To cease !--Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, SCENE II.-St. Albans.
To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve Alarums: Excursions. Enter Warwick.
The silver livery of advised age, [thus War. Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick And, in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, calls !
To die in ruffian battle?-Even at this sight, And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear, My heart is turn'd to stone: and while 'tis Now,-when the angry trumpet sounds alarm, mine,
(spares ; And dead men's cries do fill the empty air, It shall be stony. York not our old men Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me! No more will I their babes : tears virginal Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland, Shall be to me even as the dew to fire; Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms. And beauty, that the tyrant ost reclaims, Enter York.
Shall my flaming wrath be oil and flax. How now, my noble lord ! what, all a-foot ? Henceforth I will not have to do with pity : York. The deadly-handed Clifford slew my Meet I an infant of the house of York, steed;
Into as many gobbets will I cut it, But match to match I have encounter'd him, As wild Medea young Absyrtus did : And made a prey for carrion kites and crows In cruelty will I seek out my fame. Even of the bonny beast he lov'd so well. Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house Enter Old Clifford.
[Taking up the body. War. Of one or both of us the time is come. As did Æneas old Anchises bear, York. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders; other chase,
But then, Æneas hare a living load, For I myself must hunt this deer to death. Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine.[Exit. War. Then, nobly, York ; 'tis for a crown Enter Richard Plantagenet and Somerset, thou fight'st.
fighting ; Somerset is killed. As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day,
Rich. So, lie thou there :-
[Exit. The Castle in St. Albans, Somerset Clif. What seest thou in me, York why Hath made the wizard famous in his death. dost thou pause ?
[in love, Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful York. With thy brave bearing should I be still : But that thou art so fast mine enemy. Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise
(Exit. and esteemi,
Alarums : Excursions. Enter King Henry, But that 'tis shown ignobly, and in treason. Queen Margaret, and others, retreating. York. So let it help me now against thy. Q. Mar. Away, my lord ! you are slow; for sword,
shame, away! As I in justice and true right express it ! K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens ? good Clif. My soul and body on the action both ? Margaret, stay. (nor fight, nor fly : York. A dreadful lay !-address thee in- Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll Clif. La fin couronné les æuvres. (stantly. Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence,
[They fight, and Clifford falls and dies. To give the enemy way; and to secure us York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for By what we can, which can no more but fly. thou art still.
[Alarum afar off. Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will ! If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom
(Exit. Of all our fortunes : but if we haply 'scape, Enter Young Clifford.
(As well we may, if not through your neglect,) Y. Clif. Shame and confusion ! all is on We shall to London get : where you are lov'd ; the rout;
And where this breach, now in our fortunes Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds May readily be stopp'd.
(made, Where it should guard. O war, thou son of
Re-enter Young Clifford. hell,
V. Clif. But that my heart's on future misWhom angry heavens do make their minister, chief set, Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly : Hot coals of vengeance !--Let no soldier fly : But fly you must; uncurable discomfit He that is truly dedicate to war,
Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts. Hath no self-love ; nor he, that loves himself, Away, for your relief! and we will live Hath not essentially, but by circumstance, To see their day, and them our fortune give : The name of valour.-- [Seeing his father. Away, my lord, away!
(Exeunt. O, let the vile world end,
SCENE III. -Field near St. Albans. And the premised flames of the last day Knit heaven and earth together!
Alarum : Retreat. Flourish : then enter Now let the general trumpet blow his blast, York, Richard Plantagenet, Warwick, and Particularities and petty sounds
Soldiers, with drum and colours.
York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; And it hath pleas'd him, that three times That winter lion, who in rage forgets
to-day Aged contusions and all brush of time, You have defended me from imminent death. And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, Well, lords, we have not got that which we Repairs him with occasion ? this happy day
have : Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, "Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, If Salisbury be lost.
Being opposites of such repairing nature. Rich. My noble father,
York. I know our safety is to follow them; Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, For, as I hear, the king is fled to London, Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him off, To call a present court of parliament. Persuaded him from any further act : [him; Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth But still, where danger was, still there I met What says Lord Warwick ? shall we after And like rich hangings in a homely house,
(can. So was his will in his old feeble body.
War. After them ! nay, before them, if we But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Now, by my hand, lords, 'twas a glorious day: Enter Salisbury.
St. Albans battle, won by famous York, Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou shall be eterniz'd in all age to come. - (all; fought to-day;
(Richard : Sound, drums and trumpets :-and to London By the mass, so did we all.—I thank you, And more such days as these to us befall ! God knows how long it is I have to live ;
THIRD PART OF KING HENRY VI.
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. King Henry the Sixth.
Sir John Mortimer, 1 Uncies to the Duke of Edward, Prince of Wales, his Son.
Sir Hugh Mortimer,
York. Lewis XI., King of France.
Henry, Earl of Richmond, a Youth. Duke of Somerset,
Lord Rivers, Brother to Lady Grey. Duke of Exeter,
Sir William Stanley. Earl of Oxford,
on King Henry's Sir John Montgomery. Earl of Northumberland,
side. Sir John Somerville. Earl of Westmoreland,
Tutor to Rutland. Lord Clifford,
Mayor of York. Richard Plantagenet, Duke of York.
Lieutenant of the Tower. Edward, Earl of March, after-)
A Nobleman. Two Keepers. A Hunts. wards King Edward IV., Edmund, Earl of Rutland,
A Son that has killed his Father. George, afterwards Duke of Clar- } his Sons. A Father that has killed his Son.
ence, Richard, afterwards Duke of Glo
Queen Margaret. cester,
Lady Grey, afterwards Queen to Edward Duke of Norfolk,
IV. Marquess of Montague,
Bona, Sister to the French Queen. Earl of Warwick,
of the Duke of Earl of Pembroke,
York's party. Soldiers, and other Attendants on King Henry Lord Hastings,
and King Edward, Messengers, Watch Lord Stafford, SCENE, -During part of the Third Act, in France ; during the rest of the Play, in England. ACT I.
| York. While we pursued the horseinen of SCENE I.--London. The Parliament-House. I
He slily stole away, and left his men; Drums. Some Soldiers of York's party break Whereat the great lord of Northumberland,
in. Then, enter the Duke of York, Ed-Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat, ward, Richard, Norfolk, Montague, War- Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself
, wick, and others, with white roses in their Lord Clifford, and lord Stafford, all a-breast, hats.
Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking War. I wonder how the king escap'd our in, hands.
Were by the swords of common soldiers slain.
Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buck- (Back'd by the power of Warwick, thar false ingham,
peer) Is either slain, or wounded dangerous ; To aspire unto the crown, and reign as king. I cleft his beaver with a downright blow : Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father ; That this is true, father, behold his blood. And thine, lord Clifford ; and you both have (Showing his bloody sword.
vow'd revenge Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wilt-On him, his sons, his favourites, and his friends.
shire's blood. (To York, showing his. North. If I be not, heavens be reveng'd on Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd.
[mourn in steel. Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford what I did.
West. What, shall we suffer this ? let's pluck [Throwing down the Duke of Somerset's him down : head.
(sons. My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it. York. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my K. Hen. Be patient, gentle earl of WestBut, is your grace dead, my lord of Somerset? moreland. Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of Clif. Patience is for poltroons, such as he : Gaunt !
[head. He durst not sit there, had your father liv'd. Rich. Thus do I hope to shake king Henry's My gracious lord, here in the parliament War. And so do I, victorious prince of Let us assail the family of York.
(it so. Before I see thee seated in that throne (York. North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin : be Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, K. Hen. Ah, know you not the city favours I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close. them, This is the palace of the fearful king, And they have troops of soldiers at their beck? And this the regal seat : possess it, York ; Exe. But when the duke is slain, they'll For this is thine, and not king Henry's heirs'. quickly fly.
(Henry's heart, York. Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and K. Hen. Far bc the thought of this from I will;
To make a shambles of the parliament house! For hither we have broken in by force. Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words, and threats, Norf. We'll all assist you, he that flies shall Shall be the war that Henry means to use. die. [me, my lords ;
[They advance to the Duke. Yorks. Thanks, gentle Norfolk :-stay by Thou factious duke of York, descend my And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. throne, War. And when the king comes, offer him And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet; no violence,
I am thy sovereign. Unless he seek to thrust you out by force. York.
I am thine. (They retire. Exe. For shame, come down : he made thee York. The queen, this day, here holds her duke of York.
York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom But little thinks we shall be of her council : Exe. Thy father was a traitor to the crown. By words or blows here let us win our right. War. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this In following this usurping Henry. [king ? house.
(call'd, Clif. Whom should he follow but his natural War. The bloody parliament shall this be War. True, Clifford ; and that's Richard, Unless Plantagenet, duke of York, be king,
duke of York, And bashful Henry depos'd, whose cowardice K. Hen. And shall I stand, and thou sit in Hath made us by-words to our enemies.
my throne ? York. Then leave me not, my lords ; be York. 'It must and shall be so : content thyresolute;
king. I mean to take possession of my right.
War. Be duke of Lancaster ; let him be War. Neither the king, nor he that loves West. He is both king and duke of Lancashim best,
(maintain. The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, And that the lord of Westmoreland shall Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells. War. And Warwick shall disprove it. You I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who forget
[field, dares :
(crown. That we are those which chas'd you from the Resolve thee, Richard ; claim the English And slew your fathers, and with colours spread
(War. leads York to the throne, who March'd through the city to the palace gates. seats himself.
North. Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my Flourish. Enter King Henry, Clifford, North
grief ; umberland, Westmoreland, Exeter, and And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it. others, with red roses in their hats.
West. Plantagenet, of thee, and these thy K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy sons,
[lives rebel sits,
Thy kinsmen, and thy friends, I'll have more Even in the chair of state ! belike he means Than drops of blood were in my father's veins.
my heart !
Clif. Urge it no more ; lest that, instead of Exe. No; for he could not so resign his words,
crown, I scud thee, Warwick, such a messenger, But that the next heir should succeed and reign. As shall revenge his death before I stir.
K. Hen. Art thou against us, duke of Exeter? War. Poor Clifford ! how I scorn his Exe. His is the right, and therefore pardon worthless threats ! [crown?
(swer not? York. Will you we show our title to the York. Why whisper you, my lords, and an. If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. Exe. My conscience tells me he is lawful K. llen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the king. crown?
K. Hen. [Aside.) All will revolt from me, Thy father was, as thou art, duke of York ;
and turn to him.
(lay'st, Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, earl of North. Plantagenet, for all the claim thou I am the son of Henry the fifth, [March : Think not that Henry shall be so depos'd. Who made the dauphin and the French to War. Depos'd he shall be in despite of all. stoop,
North. Thou art deceiv'd : 'tis not thy And seiz d upon their towns and provinces.
southern power War. Talk not of France, sith thou hast Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent,lost it all,
Which makes thee thus presumptuous and K. Hen. The lord protector lost it, and not I: proud, When I was crown'd, I was but nine months Can set the duke up in despite of me. old.
[thinks, you lose. Clif. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong, Rich. You are old enough now, and yet, me- Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence : Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head. May that ground gape, and swallow me alive, Edw. Sweet father, do so; set it on your Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! head.
K. Hen. O Clifford, how thy words revive Mont. [To York.] Good brother, as thou
[crown.-lov'st and honour'st arms,
York. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus. What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords?
Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, and the War. Do right unto this princely duke of York. Sons, peace !
(king will fly.
York ; K. Hen. Peace thou! and give king Henry Or I will fill the house with armed men, leave to speak.
[him, lords : And o'er the chair of state, where now he sits, War. Plantagenet shall speak first : hear Write up his title with usurping blood. And be you silent and attentive too,
[He stamps, and the Soldiers show themFor he that interrupts him shall not live.
(one word :K. Hen. Think'st thou, that I will leave my K. Hen. My lord of Warwick, hear me but kingly throne,
Let me for this my life-time reign as king. Wherein my grandsire and my father sat? York. Confirm the crown to me, and to mine No; first shall war unpeople this my realm; heirs, Ay, and their colours, -ofien borne in France, And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou liv'st. And now in England, to our heart's great sor- K. Hen. I am content: Richard Plantagenet, row,—
[lords ? Enjoy the kingdom after my decease. Shall be my winding-sheet. Why faint you, Clif. What wrong is this unto the prince My title's good, and better far than his.
[himself ! War. But prove it, Henry, and thou shalt War. What good is this to England, and be king.
West. Base, fearful, and despairing Henry! K. Hen. Henry the fourth by conquest got Clif. How hast thou injur'd both thyself and the crown.
us ! York. 'Twas by rebellion against his king. West. I cannot stay to hear these articles. K. Hen (Aside.) I know not what to say: North. Nor I. my title's weak.
Clif. Come, cousin, let us tell the queen (Aloud. Tell me, may not a king adopt an these news.
[ate king, York. What then ?
(heir ? West. Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerK. Hen. An if he may, then am I lawful In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides. king;
North. Be thou a prey unto the house of For Richard, in the view of many lords,
York, Resign'd the crown to Henry the fourth, And die in bands, for this unmanly deed! Whose heir my father was, and I am his. Clif. In dreadful war mayst thou be over York. He rose against him, being his sove
Or live in peace, abandon'd, and despisd! And made him to resign his crown perforce.
[Exeunt Northumberland, Clifford, War. Suppose, my lords, he did it uncon
and Westmoreland. strain'd,
War. Turn this way, Henry, and regard Think you, 'twere prejudicial to his crown?
your son !
Ere. They seek revenge, and therefore will And given unto the house of York such head, K. Hen. Ah, Exeter !
(not yield. As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance. War. Why should you sigh, my lord? To entail him and his heirs unto the crown, K. Hen. Not for myself, lord Warwick, What is it, but to make thy sepulchre, but my son,
And creep into it far before thy time? Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit.
Warwick is chancellor, and the lord of Calais ; But, be it as it may; I here entail [ever ;-Stern Faulconbridge commands the narrow The crown to thee, and to thine heirs for seas : Conditionally, that here thou take an oath The duke is made protector of the realm ; To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, And yet shalt thou be safe ? such safety finds To honour me as thy king and sovereign, The trembling lamb, environėd with wolves. And neither by treason, nor hos lity,
Had I been there, which am a silly woman, To seek to put me down, and reign thyself. The soldiers should have toss'd me on their York. This oath I willingly take, and will pikes,
perform. (Coming from the throne. Before I would have granted to that act. War. Long live king Henry! Plantagenet, But thou preferr'st thy life before thine honour : embrace him.
(forward sons ! And seeing thou dost, 1 here divorce myself, K. Hen. And long live thou, and these thy Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed, York. Now York and Lancaster are recon- Until that act of parliament be repeal'd, cil'd.
[foes! Whereby my son is disinherited. [colours, Exe. Accurs'd be he that seeks to make them The northern lords that have forsworn thy
[Sennet. The Lords come forward. Will follow mine, if once they see them spread'; York. Farewell, my gracious lord ; I'll to And spread they shall be, to thy foul disgrace, my castle.
And utter ruin of the house of York. War. And I'll keep London with my soldiers. Thus do I leave thee.-Come, son, let's away ; Norf. And I to Norfolk with my followers. Our army is ready ; come, we'll after them. Mont. And I unto the sea, from whence I K. Hen. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear [Exeunt York, and his Sons, me speak.
(get thee gone. Warwick, Norfolk, Montague, Q. Alar. Thou hast spoke too much already: Soldiers, and Attendants.
K. Hen. Cientle son Edward, thou wilt stay K. Hen. And I, with grief and sorrow, to
with me? the court.
(!. Mar. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies. Enter Queen Margaret and the Prince of Prince. When I return with victory from Wales.
the field, Exe. Here comes the queen, whose looks I'll see your grace : till then, I'll follow her. bewray her anger:
Q. Mar. Come, son, away; we may not I'll steal away.
linger thus. K. Hen. Exeter, so will I. [Going. [Exeunt Queen Margaret and the Prince. Q. Mar. Nay, go not from me; I will fol- K. Hen. Poor queen ! how love to me, and low thee.
to her son, K, Hen. Be patient, gentle queen, and I will Hath made her break out into terms of rage ! Q. Mar. Who can be patient in such ex- Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke, tremes?
Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire, Ah, wretched man! would I had died a maid, Will cost my crown, and, like an empty eagle, And never seen thee, never borne thee son, Tire on the flesh of me, and of my son ! Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a father! The loss of those three lords torments my Hath he deserv'd to lose his birthright thus ?
heart : Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I, I'll write unto them, and entreat them fair : Or felt that pain which I did for him once, Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger. Or nourish'd him, as I did with my blood, – Exe. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all. Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood
SCENE II.-A Room in Sandal Castle, near Rather than have made that
duke thine And disinherited thine only son. [heir,
Wakefield, in Yorkshire. Prince. Father, you cannot disinherit me :
Enter Edward, Richard, and Montague. If you be king, why should not I succeed ? Rich. Brother, though I be youngest, give K. Hen. Pardon me, Margaret ; pardon me,
me leave. sweet son:
Edw. No, I can better play the orator. The earl of Warwick, and the duke, enforc'd Mont. But I have reasons strong and
(wilt be forc d ? forcible. Q. Mar. Enforc'd thee! art thou king, and
Enter York. I shame lo hear thee speak. Ah, timorous York. Why, how now, sons and brotlier ! wretch !
at a strife? Thou hast undone thyself, thy son, and me; | What is your quarrel ? how began it first?