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. 1 rather with you foes, than hollow friends. Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves true! 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; 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, We may furprise and take him at our pleasure? With fleight and manhood stole to Rhefus' tents, [They all cry Henry! Why then, let's on our way in filent fort, 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, [parted, K. Edw. Brother of Clarence, and art thou here too? Nay, then I fee that Edward needs must down. War. Then, for his mind, be Edward England's [Takes off his crown. King; But Henry now fhall wear the English crown, See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, 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. No, but the lofs of his own royal person. Queen. Ay, almost flain, for he is taken prisoner; And, as I further have to understand, 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. Guess thou the reft, King Edward's friends muft down. (For truft not him that once hath broken faith), [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, He shall here find his friends with horfe and men, |