* Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still; * Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill.

[Exit.

Alarums: Excursions. Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, and others, retreating.

6

Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; for shame, away!

* K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Mar

garet, stay.

*Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not fight, nor fly.

* Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence,

* To give the enemy way; and to secure us

*

By what we can, which can no more but fly.

[Alarum afar off *If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom * Of all our fortunes; but if we haply scape,

*

(As well we may, if not through your neglect,) * We shall to London get, where you are loved;

*And where this breach, now in our fortunes made, May readily be stopped.

*

Enter Young CLIFFORD.

*Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief

set,

* I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly;

* But fly you must; uncurable discomfit

*

*

Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.1

Away, for your relief! and we will live

*To see their day, and them our fortune give. Away, my lord, away!

*

[Exeunt.

1 Parts may stand for parties; it may be also an error for party.

SCENE III. Fields near Saint Albans.

Alarum: Retreat. Flourish; then enter YORK, RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Warwick, and Soldiers, with drum and colors.

York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; * That winter lion, who, in rage, forgets

* Aged contusions and all brush of time;

*

1

And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,2

* Repairs him with occasion? This happy day
*Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
*If Salisbury be lost.

Rich.
My noble father
'Three times to-day I holp him to his horse,
Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him off,

• Persuaded him from any further act;

But still, where danger was, still there I met him; * And like rich hangings in a homely house,

* So was his will in his old feeble body.

*

But, noble as he is, look where he comes.

Enter SALISbury.

Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day;

By the mass, so did we all.-I thank you, Richard.
God knows how long it is I have to live;

And it hath pleased him that three times to-day
You have defended me from imminent death.—

* Well, lords, we have not got that which we have; * 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled,

3

*

Being opposites of such repairing nature.

1 Warburton would substitute "all bruise of time;" but, as Steevens

observes, "the brush of time" is the gradual detrition of time.

2 i. e. the height of youth; the brow of a hill is its summit.

3 i. e. we have not secured that which we have acquired.

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York. I know our safety is to follow them;

• For, as I hear, the king is fled to London,
To call a present court of parliament.

[ACT V.

Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth.-
• What says lord Warwick? shall we after them?
War. After them! nay, before them, if we can.
Now, by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day;
Saint Albans' battle won by famous York,
Shall be eternized in all age to come.-
Sound, drums and trumpets,-and to London all;
And more such days as these to us befall!

[Exeunt.