But thou mistak'st me much, to think I do:- Sal. It is great sin, to swear unto a sin; tious humour York. Look in a glass, and call thy image [tor.I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traiCall hither to the stake my two brave bears,* That, with the very shaking of their chains, They may astonish these fell lurking curs; Bid Salisbury, and Warwick, come to me. Drums. Enter WARWICK and SALISBURY, with Forces. Chif. Are these thy bears? we'll bait thy bears to death, And manacle the bear-ward† in their chains, If thou dar'st bring them to the baitingplace. Rich. Oft have I seen a hot o'erweening ruffian, And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles? The Nevils, carls of Warwick, had a bear and ragged staff for their crest. + Bear-keeper. To do a murderous deed, to rob a man, Q. Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. K. Hen. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. York. Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou hast, I am resolv'd for death, or dignity. Clif. The first I warrant thee, if dreams prove true. War. You were best to go to bed, and dream again, To keep thee from the tempest of the field. War. Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest, The This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet,* rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, (As on a mountain-top the cedar shows, Even to affright thee with the view thereof. That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm,) Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, And tread it under foot with all contempt, Despight the bear-ward that protects the bear. Y. Clif. And so to arms, victorious father, To quell the rebels, and their 'complices. Rich. Fie! charity, for shame! speak not in spite, For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night. Y. Clif. Foul stigmatic, that's more than But match to match I have encounter'd him, And made a prey for carrion kites and crows Even of the bonny beast he lov'd so well. Enter CLIFFORD. War. Of one or both of us the time is come. York. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chace, For I myself must hunt this deer to death. War. Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou fight'st. As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day, It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'd. [Exit WARWICK. Clif. What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou pause? York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, But that thou art so fast mine enemy. Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem, But that 'tis shown ignobly and in treason. York. So let it help me now against thy sword, As I in justice and true right express it! Clif. My soul and body on the action both! York. A dreadful lay!*-address thee instantly. [They fight, and CLIFFORD falls. Clif. La fin couronne les oeuvres. [Dies. York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art still. Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will! [Exit. Enter young CLIFFORD. Y. Clif. Shame and confusion! all is on the rout; Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell, Whom angry heavens do make their minister, Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part To cease!-Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, And, in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, thus To die in ruffian battle?-Even at this sight, My heart is turn'd to stone: and, while 'tis mine, It shall be stony. York not our old men spares; Alarums: Excursions. [Exit. Enter King HENRY, Queen MARGARET, and others, retreating. Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; for shame, away! K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay. Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not fight, nor fly: Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence, To give the enemy way: and to secure us By what we can, which can no more but fly. If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom [Alarum afar off. Of all our fortunes: but if we haply scape, (As well we may, if not through your neglect,) We shall to London get; where you are lov'd; And where this breach, now in our fortunes made, May readily be stopp'd. Enter young CLIFFORD. Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future misI would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; chief set, 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! [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Fields near Saint Albans. Alarum: Retreat. Flourish; then enter YORK, RICHARD PLANTAGENET, WARWICK, and 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;t And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, Repairs him with occasion? this happy day Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, If Salisbury be lost. Enter SALISBURY. Sul. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day; 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.t 1. e. We have not sec nd that which we have acquired. +I. e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to rally and recover themselves from this defeat. THIRD PART OF KING HENRY VI. PERSONS REPRESENTED. KING HENRY THE SIXTH. EDMUND, Earl of Rutland, SIR JOHN MORTIMER, Uncles to the Duke of SIR HUGH MORTIMER, S York. HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a Youth. LORD RIVERS, Brother to Lady Grey.-SIR WILLIAM STANLEY.-SIR JOHN MONTGOMERY. -SIR JOHN SOMERVILLE.-TUTOR to Rutland.-MAYOR of York.-LIEUTENANT of the Tower.-A NOBLEMAN.-Two KEEPERS.-A HUNTSMAN.-A Son that has killed his Father. A Father that has killed his Son. GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Cla- His Sons. QUEEN MARGARET. LADY GREY, afterwards Queen to Edward IV. 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. ACT I. SCENE 1.-London.-The Parliament-House. Drums. Some Soldiers of YORK's party break in. Then, Enter the Duke of YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and others, with White Roses in their Hats. War. I wonder how the king escap'd our hands. York. While we pursu'd the horsemen 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 a-breast, Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking in, Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buckingham, Is either slain, or wounded dangerous: [Showing his bloody Sword. Mout. And, brother, here's the earl of Wilt-Unless shire's blood, [To YORK, showing his. Whori 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. parliament, 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 house. 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 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 To make a shambles of the parliament-house! York. Thou art deceiv'd, I am thine. York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was. 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? Hawks had sometimes little belle hung on them, perhaps to dare the birds; that is, to fright them from rising. War. True, Clitford; and that's Richard, duke of York. K. Hen. And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne? York. It must and shall be so. Content thy. self. 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 maintain. War. And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget, [field, That we are those, which chas'd you from the 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 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, methinks, 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 thou lov'st and honour'st arms, Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus. Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, and the K. Hen. Peace thou! and give king Henry War. Plantagenet shall speak first:-hear And be you silent and attentive too, K. Hen. Think'st thou, that I will leave m kingly throne, Wherein my grandsire, and my father, sat? No: first shall war unpeople this my realm; Ay, and their colours-often borne in France; And now in England, to our heart's great sor row, [lords! Shall be my winding sheet.-Why faint you, My title's good, and better far than his. War. But prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king. * Since. |