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Drums. Some Soldiers of YORK's Party break in.

Then enter the DUKE OF York, EDWARD, RICHARI), NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and others, with white roses in their hats.


WONDER how the king escaped our

York. While we pursued the horse-

men of the north,

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

ham, Is either slain or wounded dangerous :



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I cleft his beaver with a downright blow;
That this is true, father, behold his blood.

[Showing his bloody sword. Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wiltshire's blood,

[To York, showing his.
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


But, is

your grace dead, my lord of Somerset? Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of

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

War. And so do l, victorous 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


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 perforce.

[They retire. York. The queen, this day, 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

callid, Unless Plantagenet, duke of York, be king, And bashful Hen(e)ry deposed, whose cowardice Hath made us by-words to our enemies.

York. Then leave me not, my lords; be reso


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

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.

[WARWICK leads York to the throne, who

seats himself. Flourish. Enter King HENRY, CLIFFORD, Northum

BERLAND, WESTMOPELAND, Exeter, and others, with red roses in their hats. K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel

sits, Even in the chair of state ! belike, he means (Back’d by the power 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, heaven be revenged on me! Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn

in steel.

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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 Westmore

land. Clif. Patience is for poltroons, and 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 so. 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 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 udvance to the DUKE.
Thou factious duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
I am thy sovereign.

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

duke of York. York. It was my inheritance, as the earldom


Exe. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

War. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown, In following this usurping Henry. Clif. Whom should he follow but his natural

king? War. True, Clifford ; and that's Richard, duke K. Hen. And shall I stand, and thou sit in

of York.

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 main

tain. 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, cur 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 ; Thy grandfather Roger Mortimer, earl of March : I am the son of Hen(e)ry the fifth, Who made the Dauphin and the French to stoop, And seized upon their towns and provinces. War. Talk not of France, sith thou has lost it


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