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You that love me and Warwick, follow me.

[Exit Clarence and Somerset follows.

Glo. Not I: my thoughts aim at a further matter. I ftay not for the love of Edward, but the crown. [Afide. K. Edw. Clarence and Somerset both gone to W ́arYet am I arm'd against the worst can happen; [wick? And hafte is needful in this defp'rate cafe. Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf Go levy men, and make prepare for war. They are already, or will foon be landed. Myfelf in perfon will straight follow you.

[Exeunt Pembroke and Stafford.
But ere I go, Haftings and Montague,
Refolve my doubt: you twain, of all the rest,
Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance:
Tell me, if you love Warwick more than me?
If it be fo, then both depart to him.

1 rather with you foes, than hollow friends.
But if you mind to hold your true obedience,
Give me affurance with fome friendly vow,
That I may never have you in suspect.

Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves true!
Haft. And Haftings, as he favours Edward's caufe !
K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, will you ftand by us?
Glo. Ay, in despite of all that fhall withstand you.
K. Edw. Why fo, then am I fure of victory.
11w therefore let us hence, and lofe no hour,

ll we meet Warwick with his foreign power. [Exe.

SCENE III. In Warwickshire.

Enter Warwick and Oxford, with French foldiers. War. Trust me, my Lord, all hitherto goes well; The common people fwarm by numbers to us.

Enter Clarence and Somerset.

But fee where Somerfet and Clarence come;
Speak fuddenly, my Lords, are we all friends?
Clar. Fear not that my Lord.

War. Then gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick;. And welcome, Somerset. I hold it cowardice.

To rest mistrustful, where a noble heart

Hath pawn'd an open hand in fign of love;

Elfe might I think, that Clarence, Edward's brother,
Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings.
But welcome, friend, my daughter fhall be thine.
And now what refts, but in night's coverture,
Thy brother being carelessly incamp'd,
His foldiers lurking in the towns about,
And but attended by a fimple guard,

We may furprise and take him at our pleasure?
Our fcouts have found th'adventure very eafy :
That as Ulyffes and ftout Diomede.

With fleight and manhood stole to Rhefus' tents,
And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds
So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle,
At unawares may beat down Edward's guard,
And seize himself. I fay not, flaughter him:
For I intend but only to surprise him.
You that will follow me to this attempt,
Applaud the name of Henry with your leader.

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Why then, let's on our way in filent fort,
For Warwick and his friends, God and St George!

SCENE

IV.

[Exeunt.

Enter the Watchmen to guard the King's tent.

I Watch. Come on, my masters, each man take his The King by this has fet him down to fleep.

2 Watch. What, will he not to bed?

[stand:

1 Watch. Why, no; for he hath made a folemn vow, Never to lie and take his natural rest,

Till Warwick or himself be quite fupprefs'd.

2 Watch. To-morrow then belike fhall be the day, If Warwick be fo near as men report.

3 Watch. But fay, I pray, what Nobleman is that That with the King here refteth in his tent?

1 Watch. 'Tis the Lord Haftings, the King's chiefeft friend.

3 Watch. O, is it fo? but why commands the King, That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, While he himself keeps here in the cold field!

2 Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because the more dangerous.

3 Watch. Ay, but give me worship and quietness; I like it better than a dang'rous honour.

If Warwick knew in what eftate he ftands,

'Tis to be doubted he would waken him.

I Watch. Unless our halberds did shut up his passage. 2 Watch. Ay; wherefore elle guard we this royal But to defend his perfon from night-foes?

[tent, Enter Warwick, Clarence, Oxford, Somerfet, and French foldiers, filent all.

War. This is his tent; and fee where stands his Courage, my masters: honour now, or never! [guard. But follow me, and Edward shall be ours.

1 Watch. Who goes there?

2 Watch. Stay, or thou dieft.

[Warwick and the reft cry all, Warwick! Warwick! and fet upon the guard; who fly, crying Arms! arms! Warwick and the reft following them.

The drum beating, and trumpets founding.

Enter Warwick, Somerfet, and the reft, bringing the King out in a gown, fitting in a chair; Gloucester and Haltings flying over the ftage.

Som. What are they that fly there?

War. Richard and Haftings; let them go, here is the Duke.

K. Edw. The Duke! why Warwick, when we Thou call'dft me King.

War. Ay, but the cafe is alter'd.

When you difgrac'd me in my ambaffade,
Then I degraded you from being King;
And come now to create you Duke of York.
Alas! how fhould you govern any kingdom,
That know not how to use ambaffadors,
Nor how to be contented with one wife,
Nor how to use your brothers brotherly,
Nor how to ftudy for the peoples welfare,
Nor how to fhroud yourself from enemies?

[parted,

K. Edw. Brother of Clarence, and art thou here too?

Nay, then I fee that Edward needs must down.
Yet, Warwick, in despight of all mischance,
Of thee thyself, and all thy complices,
Edward will always bear himself as King.
Though Fortune 's malice overthrow my ftate,
My mind exceeds the compafs of her wheel.

War. Then, for his mind, be Edward England's [Takes off his crown.

King;

But Henry now fhall wear the English crown,
And be true King indeed; thou but a shadow.
My Lord of Somerfet, at my request,

See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd
Unto my brother, Archbishop of York.

When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows,
I'll follow you, and tell you what reply

Lewis and Lady Bona fent to him.

Now for a while farewel, good Duke of York.

K. Edw. What fates impofe, that men must needs

It boots not to refift both wind and tide.

[abide:

[Exit King Edward led out forcibly. Oxf. What now remains, my Lords, for us to do,

But march to London with our foldiers?

War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do, To free King Henry from imprisonment, And fee him feated in the regal throne.

SCENE V. The palace.

Enter Rivers and the Queen.

[Exeunt.

Riv. Madam, what makes you in this fudden change?
Queen. Why, brother Rivers, are you yet to learn,
What late misfortune has befall'n King Edward?
Riv. What! loss of some pitch'd battle against War-
wick?

Queen. No, but the lofs of his own royal person.
Riv. Then is my Sovereign flain.

Queen. Ay, almost flain, for he is taken prisoner;
Either betray'd by falfehood of his guard,
Or by his foe furpris'd at unawares;

And, as I further have to understand,
Is now committed to the Bishop of York,
Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe,
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Riv. These news, I must confefs, are full of grief: Yet, gracious Madam, bear it as you may; Warwick may lofe, that now hath won the day,

Queen. Till then fair hope muft hinder life's decay. And I the rather wean me from despair,

For love of Edward's offspring in my womb.
This is't that makes me bridle in my paffion,
And bear with mildness my misfortune's crofs.
Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear,
And ftop the rifing of blood-fucking fighs,
Left with my fighs or tears I blaft or drown
King Edward's fruit, true heir to th'English crown.
Riv. But, Madam, where is Warwick then become?
Queen. I am inform'd that he comes t'wards London,
To fet the crown once more on Henry's head.

Guess thou the reft, King Edward's friends muft down.
But to prevent the tyrant's violence,

(For truft not him that once hath broken faith),
I'll hence forthwith unto the fanctuary,
To fave at least the heir of Edward's right.
There fhall I reft fecure from force and fraud.
Come therefore, let us fly while we may fly;
If Warwick take us, we are fure to die.

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[Exeunt.

A park near Middleham-cafile in Yorkshire. Enter Gloucester, Lord Haftings, and Sir William Stanley.

Glo. Now, my Lord Haftings, and Sir William Stan Leave off to wonder, why I drew you hither,

Into the chiefeft thicket of the park.

[ley,

Thus ftands the cafe: You know our King my brother,
Is pris'ner to the Bishop, at whofe hands
He hath good ufage and great liberty;
And often but attended with weak guard,
Comes hunting this way to difport himself.
I have advertis'd him by fecret means,
That if about this hour he makes this way,
Under the colour of his ufual game,

He shall here find his friends with horfe and men,
To fet him free from his captivity.

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