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Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry,
[Exeunt some with King HENRY.
Glou. Away betimes, before his forces join,
ACT THE FIFTH.
Messengers, and others upon the walls.
Enter Sir John SOMERVILLE.
And, by thy guess, how nigh is Clarence now?
Som. At Southam I did leave him with his forces, And do expect him here some two hours hence.
[Drum heard. WAR. Then Clarence is at hand; I hear his drum.
Som. It is not his, my lord; here Southam lies : The drum your honour hears marcheth from War
wick. WAR. Who should that be? belike, unlook’d-for
GLOUCESTER, and Soldiers.
War. O unbid spite! is sportful Edward come? Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduced, That we could hear no news of his repair? K. Edw. Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city
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Glou. I thought, at least, he would have said
WAR. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift?
Glou. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give :
K. Edw. But Warwick's king is Edward's prisoner:
Glou. Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast,
down, kneel down:
War. I had rather chop this hand off at a
And with the other Aling it at thy face,
K. Edw. Sail how thou canst, have wind and
tide thy friend,
Enter OxFORD, with drum and colours.
[He and his forces enter the city. Glou. The gates are open, let us enter too.
K. Edw. So other foes may set upon our backs. Stand we in good array; for they no doubt Will issue out again and bid us battle : If not, the city being but of small defence, We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same. War. O, welcome, Oxford! for we want thy help.
Enter MONTAGUE, with drum and colours. Mont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster!
[He and his forces enter the city. Glou. Thou and thy brother both shall buy this
treason Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear.
K. Edw. The harder match’d, the greater victory: My mind presageth happy gain and conquest.
Enter SOMERSET, with drum and colours. Som. Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster!
[He and his forces enter the city. Glou. Two of thy name, both Dukes of Somerset, Have sold their lives unto the house of York;
And thou shalt be the third, if this sword hold.
Enter CLARENCE, with drum and colours.
means? [Taking his red rose out of his hat. Look here, I throw my infamy at thee: I will not ruinate my father's house, Who gave
his blood to lime the stones together, And set up Lancaster. Why, trow'st thou, Warwick, That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnatural, To bend the fatal instruments of war Against his brother and his lawful king ? Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath : To keep that oath were more impiety Than Jephthah's, when he sacrificed his daughter. I am so
my trespass made