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Enter young CLIFFORD.

But still, where danger was, still there I met him;

Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mis- And like rich hangings in a homely house,

chief set,

I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly;
But fly you must; uncurable discomfit

Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.⚫
Away, for your relief! and we will live
To see their day, and them our fortune give:
Away, my lord, away!

SCENE III-Fields near Saint Albans.
Alarum: Retreat. Flourish; then enter YORK,
Soldiers, with Drum and Colours.
York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him;
That winter lion, who in rage forgets
Aged contusions and all brush of time; +
And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, t
Repairs him with occasion? this happy day
Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
If Salisbury be lost.

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So was his will in his old feeble body,
But, noble as he is, look where he comes.

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By the mass, so did we all.-I thank you, Richard :
God knows how long it is I have to live;
And it hath pleas'd 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,
Being opposites of such repairing nature. +

York. I know our safety is to follow them;
For, as I hear, the king is filed to London,
To call a present court of parliament.

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 Alban's battle, won by famous York, Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.Sound, drums and trumpets ;-and to London all: And more such days as these to us befall!


1. e. We have not secured that which we have ac quired.

1.e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to rally and recover themselves from this defeat





THE action of this play comprehends a period of sixteen years. It commences with the events immediately suc ceeding the disastrous battle of St. Alban's, 1455, and concludes with the murder of King Henry VI. and the birth of Prince Edward, (afterwards Edward V.) 1471. Dr. Johnson says, " Of these three plays, I think the second the best. The truth is, they have not sufficient variety of action, for the incidents are too often of the same kind; yet many of the characters are well discriminated. King Henry and his queen, King Fdward, the Duke of Gloucester, and the Earl of Warwick, are very strongly and distinctly painted."

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Of the Duke of
York's Party.




SIR JOHN MORTIMER, Uncles to the Duke

of York.

HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a Youth.

LORD RIVERS, Brother to Lady Grey.


TUTOR to Rutland.

MAYOR of York.

LIEUTENANT of the Tower.


TWO KEEPERS.-A HUNTSMAN.-A Son that has killed his Father.-A Father that has killed his Son.



GREY, afterwards Queen to Ed

ward VI.

BONA, Sister to the French Queen.

Soldiers, and other attendants on King Henry and King Edward, Messengers, watchmen, &c.

SCENE, during part of the third Act, in France; during all the rest of the Play, in England.

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Rich. Thus do I hope to shake king Henry's | head.

War. And so do 1.-Victorious prince of

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

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 lords ;

And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. War. And when the king comes, offer him no violence,

Unless he seek to thrust you out

York. The queen, this day,


by force.

[They retire. here holds her

But little thinks we shall be of her council :
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 depos'd, 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

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K. Hen. Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart,

To make a shambles of the parliament-house! Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words, and threats, Shall be the war that Henry means to use.

[They advance to the Duke. Thou factious duke of York, descend my throne, And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet; I am thy sovereign.

York. Thou art deceiv'd, I am thine. Exe. For shame, come down; he made thee duke of York.

York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom

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Thy kinsmen, and thy friends, I'll have more lives,

Than drops of blood were in my father's veins. Clif. Ürge it no more; lest that, instead of


I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger,
As shall revenge his death, before I stir.

War. Poor Clifford how I scorn his worth

less threats!

York. Will you we show our title to the


If not, our swords shall plead it in the field.
K. Hen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the


Thy father was, as thou art, duke of York;
Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, earl of

I am the son of Henry the Fifth,
Who made the Dauphin and the French to

And seiz'd upon their towns and provinces. War. Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost

it all.

K. Hen. The lord protector lost it, and not I; When I was crown'd, I was but nine months old.

Rich. You are old enough now, and yet me

thinks, you lose :

Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head. Edw. Sweet father, do so; set it on your head.

Mont. Good brother, [To YORK.] as thon lov'st aud honour'st arms,

Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus. Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly.

York. Sons, peace!

K. Hen. Peace thou! and give king Henry leave to speak.

War. Plantagenet shall speak first :-hear him, lords;

• Since.

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