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KING HENRY VI,

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Have we mow'd down in tops of all their pride!
Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd
For hardy and undoubted champions ;
Two Cliffords, as the father and the son,
And two Northumberlands; two braver men
Ne'er spurr’d their coursers at the trumpet's sound;
With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and

Montague,
That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion
And made the forest tremble when they roar’d.
Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat
And made our footstool of security.
Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy.
Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself
Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night,
Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat,
That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace;
And of our labours thou shalt

reap

the gain.
Glou. [Aside] I'll blast his harvest, if your head

were laid ;
For yet I am not look'd on in the world.
This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave;
And heave it shall some weight, or break

my

back:
Work thou the way,—and thou shalt execute.
K. Edw. Clarence and Gloucester, love my

lovely queen;
And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both.

CLAR. The duty that I owe unto your majesty
I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe.
Q. Eliz. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy

brother, thanks.

Glou. And, that I love the tree from whence

thou sprang'st, Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. [Aside] To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master, And cried all hail! when as he meant all harm.

K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul delights, Having my country's peace and brothers' loves. Clar. What will your grace have done with

Margaret ? Reignier, her father, to the king of France Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, And hither have they sent it for her ransom. K. Edw. Away with her, and waft her hence

to France. And now what rests but that we spend the time With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, Such as befits the pleasure of the court? Sound drums and trumpets ! farewell sour annoy ! For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. [Exeunt.

Edinburgh: T. and A. CONSTABLE, Printers to His Majesty

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