Son. I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep my [Exit, with the body. *Fath. These arms of mine shall be thy winding fill. sheet; *My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre; *As Priam was for all his valiant sons. I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight that will, [Exit, with the body. ‹ K. Hen. Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care, 'Here sits a king more woful than you are. Alarums. Excursions. Enter Queen MARGARET, Prince of WALES, and EXETER. 'Prince. Fly, father, fly! for all your friends are fled, 'And Warwick rages like a chafed bull : 'Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit. 'Q. Mar. Mount you, my lord, towards Berwick post amain: Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds 'Having the fearful flying hare in sight, With fiery eyes, sparkling for very wrath, And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands, 'Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain. Exe. Away! for vengeance comes along with them: Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed; Or else come after, I'll away before. K. Hen. Nay, take me with thee, good sweet 'Not that I fear to stay, but love to go Whither the queen intends. Forward; away! SCENE VI. [Exeunt. A loud alarum. The Same. Enter CLIFFORD, wounded. 'Clif. Here burns my candle out, ay, here it dies, Which, while it lasted, gave king Henry light. O, Lancaster! I fear thy overthrow, More than my body's parting with my soul. Or as thy father, and his father, did, * They never then had sprung like summer flies; nity? Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds; The air hath got into my deadly wounds, [He faints. Alarum and retreat. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers. Edw. Now breathe we, lords; good fortune bids us pause, And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks.* Some troops pursue the bloody-minded queen ;That led calm Henry, though he were a king, As doth a sail, fill'd with a fretting gust, • Command an argosy to stem the waves. 'But think you, lords, that Clifford fled with them? |