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York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, But that thou art so fast mine enemy.

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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 œuvres. [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 *Hot coals of vengeance!-Let no soldier fly: *He that is truly dedicate to war,

Hath no self-love; nor he, that loves himself, *Hath not essentially, but by circumstance, * The name of valour.-O, let the vile world end, [Seeing his dead father. *And the premised flames of the last day Knit earth and heaven together! Now let the general trumpet blow his blast, *Particularities and petty sounds

To cease!-Wast thou ordain'd, dear father,
To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve1
The silver livery of advised' age;

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
No more will I their babes: tears virginal
* Shall be to me even as the dew to fire;
And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims,
Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax.
* Henceforth, I will not have to do with pity:

(1) A dreadful wager; a tremendous stake.
(2) Sent before their time.
(3) Stop.
(5) Considerate.

Obtain.

;

* Meet I an infant of the house of York, Into as many gobbets will I cut it, As wild Medea young Absyrtus did: In cruelty will I seek out my fame. *Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house; [Taking up the body

'As did Æneas old Anchises bear,

So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders; But then Eneas bare a living load, *Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. [Erit Enter Richard Plantagenet and Somerset, fight ing, and Somerset is killed.

Rich. So, lie thou there ;

For, underneath an ale-house' paltry sign, The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset Hath made the wizard famous in his death.*Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still: *Priest pray for enemies, but princes kill. Alarums: Excursions. Enter King Henry, Queen Margaret, and others, retreating.

[Exil.

'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. [Alarum afar off. If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom 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,

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(7) i. e. The gradual detrition of hre.

(8) i. e. The height of youth: the brow of a hill lis its summit.

Enter Salisbury. 'Sal. 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 pleased 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.

'York. I know, our safety is to follor them:

(1) i. e. We have not secured that which we have acquired.

'For, as I hear, the king is fled to London,
Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth:-
To call a present court of parliament.
What says lord Warwick? shall we after them?
War. After them! nay, before them, if we can.
Now, by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day:
Saint Albans' battle, won by famous York,
Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.-
Sound, drums and trumpets ;-and to London all:
And more such days as these to us befall!

[Exeunt.

rally and recover themselves from this defeat. (2) i. e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to

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Richard Plantagenet, duke of York.
Edward, earl of March, afterwards
King Edward IV.
Edmund, earl of Rutland,

side.

George, afterwards duke of Clarence,
Richard, afterwards duke of Glocester,
Duke of Norfolk,
Marquis of Montague,

Earl of Warwick,

Earl of Pembroke,

Lord Hastings,

Lord Stafford,

Sir John Mortimer,

Sir Hugh Mortimer,

uncles to the duke of York.

Henry, earl of Richmond, a youth.

Lord Rivers, brother to Lady Grey. Sir William Stanley. Sir John Montgomery. Sir John Somerville. Tutor to Rulland. 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.

Queen Margaret.

Lady Grey, afterwards queen to Edward IV.

his sons. Bona, sister to the French queen.

Soldiers, and other attendants on King Henry and
King Edward, Messengers, Watchmen, &c.

of the duke of York's Scene, during part of the third act, in France,
party.
during all the rest of the play, in England.

ACT I.

War. And so do I.-Victorious prince of York, Before I see thee seated in that throne

SCENE I-London. The Parliament House. Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, Drums. Some soldiers of York's party break I vow by heaven, these eyes shall never close. in. Then, enter the Duke of York, Edward, This is the palace of the fearful king, Richard, Norfolk, Montague, Warwick, and others, with white roses in their hats.

Warwick.

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:
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 deserv'd of all my

sons.

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

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

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violence,

Unless he seek to thrust you out by force.

[They retire. *York. The queen this day, here holds her parliament,

But little thinks we shall be of her council:
By words, or blows, bere 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.

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