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London. The Parliament-house.
Alarum. Enter the DUKE OF YORK, EDWARD,

WAR. I wonder how the king escaped our hands.
York. While we pursued the horsemen of the

He slily stole away and left his men :
Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland,
Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,

up the drooping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford, all abreast,
Charged our main battle's front, and breaking in
Were by the swords of common soldiers slain.
Edw. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Bucking-

Is either slain or wounded dangerously;
I cleft his beaver with a downright blow:
That this is true, father, behold his blood.

Mont. And, brother, here's the Earl of Wilt

shire's blood, Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. Rich. Speak thou for me and tell them what I did.

[Throwing down the DUKE OF SOMERSET's head. YORK. Richard hath best deserved of all my sons. But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset ? NORF. Such hope have all the line of John of

Gaunt! Rich. Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head.

War. And so do I. Victorious Prince of York, Before I see thee seated in that throne Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close. This is the palace of the fearful king, And this the regal seat: possess it, York: For this is thine and not King Henry's heirs'.

YORK. Assist me, then, sweet Warwick,and I will; For hither we have broken in by force.

Norf. We'll all assist you; he that flies shall die.
YORK. Thanks, gentle Norfolk : stay by me, my

And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this night.

[They go up. War. And when the king comes, offer him no

violence, Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce. YORK. The queen this day here holds her

parliament, But little thinks we shall be of her council:

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By words or blows here let us win our right.
Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this

War. The bloody parliament shall this be call’d,
Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king,
And bashful Henry deposed, whose cowardice
Hath made us by-words to our enemies.
YORK. Then leave me not, my lords; be

resolute; I mean to take possession of my right. WAR. Neither the king, nor he that loves him

best, The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells. I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dares : Resolve thee, Richard ; claim the English crown. Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND,

WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and the rest. K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel

sits, Even in the chair of state: belike he means, Back’d by the power of Warwick, that false peer, To aspire unto the crown and reign as king. Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father, And thine, Lord Clifford ; and you both have vow'd

revenge On him, his sons, his favourites and his friends.

North. If I be not, heavens be revenged on


me !

Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn

in steel. West. What, shall we suffer this ? let's pluck

him down : My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it.

K. Hen. Be patient,gentle Earl of Westmoreland.

Clif. Patience is for poltroons, such as he:
He durst not sit there, had your father lived.
My gracious lord, here in the parliament
Let us assail the family of York.

North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin : be it só.

K. HEN. Ah, know you not the city favours them, And they have troops of soldiers at their beck ? Exe. But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly

fly. K. HEN. Far be the thought of this from Henry's

To make a shambles of the parliament-house !
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.
Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace
I am thy sovereign.

I am thine.
Exe. For shame, come down : he made thee

Duke of York.
YORK. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was.
ExE. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

WAR. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown In following this usurping Henry.

at my

feet; and mercy

Clif. Whom should he follow but his natural

king? WAR. True, Clifford ; and that's Richard Duke

of York. K. HEN. And shall I stand, and thou sit in my

throne ? YORK. It must and shall be so : content thyself. WAR. Be Duke of Lancaster; let him be king.

West. He is both king and Duke of Lancaster ; And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain. War. And Warwick shall disprove it.

You forget That we are those which chased you from the field And slew your fathers, and with colours spread March'd through the city to the palace gates.

North. Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief; And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it.

West. Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons, Thy kinsmen and thy friends, I'll have more lives Than drops of blood were in my

father's veins. Clif. Urge it no more; lest that, instead of words, I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger As shall revenge his death before I stir. WAR. Poor Clifford ! how I scorn his worthless

threats! YORK. Will you we show our title to the crown? If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. K. Hen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the

crown? Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York;

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