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Shall be their father's bail, and bale to those (21.)
Enter Edward and Richard.
York. I thank thee, Clifford; say, what news with thee?
Cliff. This is my King, York, I do not mistake ;
K. Henry. Ay, Clifford, a Bedlam and ambitious humour
Clif. He is a traitor, let him to the Tower,
Q. Mar. He is arrested, but will not obey :
York. Will you not, fons ?
York. Look in a glass, and call thy image fo.
(21) Shall be their father's bail, and bane to those.] Considering, how our author Joves to play on words fimilar in their found, but opposite in their signification, I make no doubt but I have here restored his genuine reading. Bale (from whence our common adjective, baleful) fignifies detriment, ruin, misfortune, &c. We meet with this word again in Locrine, a play ascribed to our author, and printed above 20 years before his death. Yca, with these eyes thou hast seen her, and therefore pull them out, for they will work thy bale. But I shall have occalion to enlarge my authorities for its usage, when come to Coriglanys,
They may astonith these fell-lurking curs:
Enter the Earl of Warwick and Salisbury:
R. Plan. Oft have I seen a hot o'er-weening cur
Clif. Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigefted lump,
York. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon.
K. Henry. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow
Sal. My Lord, I have confider'd with myself
K. Henry. Halt thou not sworn allegiance unto me ?
(an oath ? K. Henry. Canft thou dispense with heav'n for such
Sal. It is great fin to swear unto a sin; But greater fin to keep a finful oath :
Who can be bound by any folemn vow
2. Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister.
York. Call Buckingham and all the friends thou haft, I am resolv'd for death or dignity.
Old Clif. The first I warrant thee; if dreams prove true,
War. You were best go to bed and dream again, To keep thee from the tempest of the field.
Old Clif. I am resolv’d to bear a greater storm Than any thou canst conjure up to-day:
And that I'll write upon thy burgonet, | Might I but know thee by thy house's badge.
War. Now by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest, The rampant bear chain’d to the ragged staff, This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet, (As on a mountain top the cedar shews, That keeps his leaves in spight of any storm) Ev'n to affright thee with the view thereof.
Old Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, And tread it under foot with all contempt, Despight the bear-ward, that protects the bear.
r. Clif. And so to arms, victorious noble father, To quell the rebels and their complices.
R. Plan. Fy, charity for shame, speak not in spight, For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to night.
r. Clif. Foul ftigmatick, that's more than thou canst tell. R. Plan. If not in heav'n, you'll surely sup in hell.
SCENE changes to a Field of Battle at
Enter Warwick. War.Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls ;
And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear, (Now when the angry trumpet sounds alarum, And dying mens cries do fill the empty air,) Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me; Proud northern Lord, Cliford of Cumberland, Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms.
York. The deadly-handed Clifford flew my steed:
York. Hold, Warwick : seek thee out fome other chace, For I myself must hunt this deer to death.
War. Then nobly, York; ’tis for a crown thou fight’it: As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day, It grieves my soul to leave thee unaffail'd. [Exit War.
Clif. What seest thou in me, York: why dost thou pause?
York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, But that thou art fo fait mine
enemy. Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem, But that 'tis sewn ignobly and in treason.
York. So let it help me now against thy sword,
Clif. My soul and body on the action both !
Dies. York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art ftill; Peace with his soul, heav'n, if it be thy will ! [Exit.
Enter Young Clifford.
[Seeing his dead Fasber's
(22) -Ob, let the vile world end, And the premised flames of the last day Knit earth and beav'n together!] i. e. Let the vile world end now ; and let those fames which are reserved for its destruction hereafter, be sent now. Shakespeare is very peculiar in his adjetives; and it is much in his manner to use the words borrowed from the Latin, closer to their original signification than they were vulgarly used in. So here he uses premised, in the sense of the word from which it is derived, pramidus.