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A. Henry. Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath? Sal. It is great sin, to swear unto a sin; But greater sin, to keep a sinful oath. Who can be bound by any solemn vow To do a murderous deed, to rob a man, To force a spotless virgin's chastity, To reave the orphan of his patrimony, To wring the widow from her custom'd right; And have no other reason for this wrong, But that he was bound by a solemn oath? 2. Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. K. Henry. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself. [hast, York. Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou I am resolv’d for death, or dignity. Old Clif. The first I warrant lice, if dreams prove true. War.You were best goto bed, and dream again, To keep thee from the tempest of the field. Old Clif. I am resolv'd to bear a greater storm, Than any thou can'st conjure up to-day: And that I’ll write upon thy burgonet', Might I but know thee by thy house's badge. har. Now by my father's i. old Nevil's crest, The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, This day I’ll wear aloft my burgonet, (As on a mountain top the cedar shews, That keeps his leaves in spight of any storm) Even to affright thee with the view thereof. Old Clif...And from thyburgonet I’llrendthybear, And tread it under foot with all contempt, Despight the bear-ward that protects the bear. Y. Clif. And so to arms, victorious noble father, To quell these traitors and their 'complices. R. Plan. Fie! charity, for shame! speak not in spight, For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night.
Y. Clif. Foul stigmatic”, that's more than thou!
canst tell. R. Plan. If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell. [Ereunt severally.
Enter Clifford. War. Of one or both of us the time is come. York. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other chase, For I myself must hunt this deer to death. h'ar. 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. Erit Warwick. Clif. What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou pause: York.With thy bravebearingshould Ibein love, But that thou art so fast mine enemy. [esteem, Clf. Nor should thy prowess want praise and But that 'tis shewn ignobly, and in treason. York. Solet it help me now against thy sword, As I in §. and true right express it! Clif...My soul and body on the action both 1– York. Adreadfullay’s–address‘theeinstantly. [Fight, and Clifford }. Clif. La fin couronne les acuvres. [Dies. York. Thus warhath 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! allis 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 atchieve” 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; 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 P. out my fame. Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house !
Even of the bonny beast he lov’d so well.
i.e. thy helmet. dreadful wager. * i. e. prepare. flames reserved for the last day be sent now.
* A stigmatic is one on whom nature has set a mark of deformity. * Premised, for sent before their time. * i. e. to stop.
[Taking up the body,
*i.e. a The sense is, let the : i.e. to obtain,
R. Plan. So, lie thou there;— [Somerset is killed. For, underneath an ale-house’ paltry sign, The Castle in St. Albans, Somerset Hath made the wizard famous in his death".Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still: Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. [Exit. Fight. Ercursions. Enter King Henry, and 2ueen Margaret, and others. 2. Mar. Away, my lord, you are slow; for shame, away! K. Henry. Can we out-run the heavens? good Margaret, stay. 2. Mar. What are you made of you'll nor 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. Enter young Clifford. Clif. But that my heart's on future mischiefset, I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; 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!
York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; That winter lion, who, in rage, forgets Aged contusions and all brush of time; And, like a gallant in the brow of youth', Repairs him with occasion this happy day Is not itsell, nor have we won one foot, If Salisbury be lost. R. Plan. My noble father, Three times to-day I hop him to his horse, Three times bestrid him *; thrice I led him off, Persuaded him from any further act: But still, where danger was, still there I methim; And like rich hangings in a homely house, So was his will in his old feeble body. But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter Salisbury. Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day; § the mass, oid weall.—I thank you, Richard: od 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 inminent ão— Well, lords, we have not got that which we have; 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Being opposites to such repairing nature. York. f know our safety is to follow them; For, as I hear, the king is fled to London, To call a present court of parliament. Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth :— What says lord Warwick, shall we after them War. After them! nay, before them, if we can. Now, by my hand, lords, 'twas a glorious day: Saint Alban's battle, won by famous York, Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.— Sound, drumsand trumpets;–and to London all:
And more such days as these to usbefall! [Ereunt.
"The death of Somerset here accomplishes that equivocal prediction given by Jourdain, the witch;
concerning this duke; which we met with at the close of the First Act of this play. * The brow of youth means the height or summit of youth,
wear or ravage.
saw him fallen, and, striding over him, defended him till he recovered,
Soldiers and other Attendants on King Henry and King Edward, &c. In part of the Third Act, the Scene is laid in France; during all the rest of the Play in England.
S C E N E I. London. The Parliament House.
Alarum. Enter Duke of York, Edward, Richard,
That this is true, father, behold his blood. [Shewing his bloody sword. Mont. And, brother, here’s the earl of Wiltshire's blood, [To Warwick, shewing his. Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. Rich. o: thou for me, and tell them what 1Cl. [Throwing down the Duke of Somerset's head. 10| York. Richardhath best deserv'dofallmy sons.— Is your grace dead, my lord of Somerset Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt is: Rich. Thus do I hope to shake king Henry's 15|_ Har. And so do I.-Victorious prince of York, Before I see thee seated in that throne Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, I vow by heaven, these eyes shall never close. This is the palace of the fearful king,
Is either .. or wounded dangerously: I cleft his beaver with a downright blow ;
20|And this the regal seat: possessit, York;
* The action of this play opens just after the first battle at Saint Albans, wherein the York faction
carried the day; and closes with the murder of afterwards king Edward W. So that this history
king Henry VI. and the birth of prince Edward, takes in the space of full sixteen years. F or
For this is thine, and not king Henry's heirs'.
War.Neither the king, norhethatloves him best,
The proudest he that holds up Lancaster,
em, And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?
Ere. But, when the duke is slain, they'll - uickly fly, heart, K. Henry. Farbeit from thethoughts of Henry's
To make a shambles of the parliament house !
York. Thou art deceived, I am thine. Ere. For shame, come down; he made thee duke of York. York. "Twas my inheritance, as the kingdom is. Ere. Thy father was a traitor to the crown. J/ar. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown, In following this usurping Henry. [king 2 Clif. Whom should he follow, but his natural War. True, Clifford; and that's Richard, duke of York. [throne * K. Henry. And shall I stand, and thou sit in m York. It must and shall be so.-Content i. har. Be duke of Lancaster, let him be king. West. He is both king and duke of Lancaster; And that the lord of Westmorelandshall maintain. ...har. And Warwickshall disprove it. You forget, That weare those,which chas'd you from the field, And slew your fathers, and with colours spread March'd through the city to the palace-gates. North. No,Warwick, I rememberit to my grief; And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it. h'est. Plantagenet, of thee, and these thy sons, Thy kinsmen, and thy friends, I'll have more lives, Than drops of blood were in my father's veins. Clif Urgeit no more; lest that,instead of words, I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger, As shall revenge his death, before I stir. H/ar. Poor Clifford how I scorn his worthless threats | York. Willyou, weshew our title to the crown? If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. K. Henry. What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown 2 Thy father was, as thou art, duke of York; Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, earl of March: I am the son of Henry the fifth, Who made the dauphin and the French to stoop, And seiz'd upon their towns and provinces. Isar. Talk not of France,sith thou hast lost it all. K. Henry. 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:- i Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head. Edw. Sweet father, do so; set it on your head. Mont. Good brother,as thou lov'stand honour'st arms, Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus. Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, .# the king will fly. York. Sons, face [leave to speak, K. Henry. Peace, thou! and give king Henry Isar. Plantagenet shall speak first:—hear him, lords;
5|And be you silent and attentive too,
For he, that interrupts him, shall not live.
* The allusion is to falconry. The hawks had sometimes little bells hung upon them, perhaps ! i.e. to the prerogative of the crown.
to fright the birds from rising.
Shall be my winding-sheet.—Why faintyou,lords?
North. Thou art deceiv'd: 'tis not thy southern power, Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent,
Which makestheethuspresumptuousandproud, 3
Can set the duke up, in despight of me.
o am content: Richard Plantagenet,
Enjoy the kingdom after my decease.
Clif. Come, cousin, let's go tell the queen these
'est. ol, faint-hearted and degenerate &lng, In whose .# blood no spark of honour bides. North. Be thou a prey unto the house of York, And die in bands for this unmanly deed! Clif. In dreadful war may’st thou be overcome! Or live in peace, abandon'd, and despis'd [Ereunt Morthumberland, Clifford,oisestmoreland. har. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not. [yield. Ere. They seek revenge, and therefore will not K. Henry. Ah, Exeter ls ar. Why should you sigh, my lord? ... [son, K.o for myself, lord Warwick, but my Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. But, be it as it may —I here entail The crown to thee, and to thine heirs for ever; Conditionally, that here thou take an oath To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, o honour me as thy king and sovereign; and Neither by treason, nor hostility, To seek to put o down, and reign thyself. York.This oath I willingly take,andwillperform. War. Long live king Henry –Plantagenet, embrace him. K. Henry. And long live thou, and these thy forward sons ! York. Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd. Eae. Accurs'd be he, that seeks to make them foes ... [Here the Lords come forward. York. Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle. Hoar. And I’ll keep London with my soldiers. Norf. And I to Norfolk with my followers. Mont. And I unto the sea, from whence I came. [Ereunt York, and his sons, Marwick, Northumberland, and Montague. K. Henry. And I with grief and sorrow, to the court. Enter the 2ueen, and Prince. Ere. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger: I’ll steal away. K. Henry. Exeter, so will I. [Going. 2ueen. Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee. K.Henry. Bepatient,gentle queen,and Iwillstay. 2ueen. Who'can be patientin such extremes? Ah, wretched man! 'would I had died a maid, And never seen thee, never borne thee son, Seeing thou hast prov’d so unnatural a father! Hath he deserv'd to lose his birth-right thus? Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I; Or felt that pain which I did for him once; Or nourish’d him, as I did with my blood; Thouwouldsthavelestthydearestheart-bloodthere, Rather than made that savage duke thine heir, And disinherited thine only son. Prince. Father, you cannot disinherit me: If you be king, why should not I succeed K. Henry. Pardon me, Margaret;-pardon me,