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To make an envious mountain on my backy Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis,
Where sits deformity to mock my body,

That Henry, sole possessor of my love,
To shape my legs of an unequal size,

Is, of a king, become a banish'd man,
To disproportion me in every part,

And forc'd to live in Scotland a forlorn ;
Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp,

While proud ambitious Edward, duke of York,
That carries no impression, like the dam.

Usurps the regal title, and the seat
And am I then a man to be belov'd ?

Of England's true-anointed lawful king.
O monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought! This is the cause, that I, poor Margaret,
Then, since this earth affords no joy to me, With this my sou, prince Edward, Henry's heir,
But to command, to check, to o’erbear such Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid;
As are of better person than myself,

And, if thou fail us, all our hope is done.
I'll make my heaven- to dream upon the crown ; Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help;
And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell, Our people and our peers are both misled,
Uutil my mis-shap'd trunk, that bears this head, Our treasure seiz'd, our soldiers put to flight,
Be round impaled with a glorious crown.

And, as thou see'st, ourselves in heavy plight.
And yet I know not, how to get the crown;

K. Lew. Renowned queen, with patience calm the For many lives stand between me and home,

And I, like one lost in a thorny wood,

While we bethink a means to break it off!
That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns, Q. Mar. The more we stay,the stronger grows our foe.
Seeing a way, and straying from the way,

K. Lew. The more I stay, the more I'll succour thee.
Not knowing, how to find the open air,

Q. Mar. O, but impatience waiteth on true sorrow: But toiling desperately to find it out,

And see, where comes the breeder of my sorrow.
Torment myself to catch the English crown:

Enter WARWICK, attended.
And from that torment I will free myself,

K. Lew. What's he, approacheth boldly to our
Or hew my way out with a bloody axe.

presence ?
Why, I can smile, and murder, while I smile, Q. Mur. Our earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest
And cry content, to that which grieves my heart; friend.
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,

K. Lew. Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings
And frame my face to all occasions

thee to France ? I'll drown more sailors, than the mermaid shall;

[Descending from his state. Queen MarI'll slay more gazers than the basilisk;

garet rises. I'll play the orator as well, as Nestor,

Q. Mar. Ay, now begins a second storm to rise; Deceive more slily, than Ulysses could,

For this is he, that moves both wind and tide. And, like a Sinon, take another Troy:

War. From worthy Edward, king of Albion, I can add colours to the cameleon,

My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend,
Change shapes, with Proteus, for advantages, I come,-in kindness, and unfeigned love,--
And set the murd'rous Machiavel to school.

First, to do greetings to thy royal person,
Can I do this, and cannot get a crown?

And, then, to crave a league of amity,
Tut! were it further off, I'll pluck it down. (Exit. And, lastly, to confirm that amity

With nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant
SCENE III. — France. A room in the palace. That virtuous lady Bona, thy fair sister,
Flourish. Enter Lewis the French king, and Lady To England's king in lawful marriage.
Bona, attended; the king takes his state. Then en- Q. Mar. If that go forward, Henry's hope is done.
ter Queen Margaret, Prince EDWARD, her son, and War. And, gracious madam, (To Bona.] in our
the Earl of OXFORD.

king's behalf
K. Lew. Fair queen of England, worthy Margaret, I am commanded, with your leave and favour,

(Rising. Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue Sit down with us; it ill befits thy state

To tell the passion of my sov'reign's heart, And birth, that thou should'st stand, while Lewis Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears, doth sit.

Hath plae'd thy beanty's image, and thy virtue.
2. Mar. No, mighty king of France! now Margaret Q. Mar. King Lewis, -and lady Bona, -hear me
Most strike her sail, and learn a while to serve,

Where kings command. I was, I must confess, Before you answer Warwick! His demand
Great Albion's queen in former golden days : Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love,
But now mischance hath trod my title down, But from deceit, bred by necessity:
And with dishonour laid me on the ground, For how can tyrants safely govern home,
Where I must take like seat unto my fortune, Unless abroad they purchase great alliance ?
And to my humble seat conform myself.

To prove him tyrant, this reason may suffice,
K. Lew. Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this That Henry liveth still: but were he dead,
deep despair?

Yet here prince Edward stands, king Henry's son. Q. Mar. From such a cause, as fills mine eyes with Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and martears,

And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in cares. Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour!
K. Lew. Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself, For though usurpers sway the rule awhile,
And sit thee by our side! Yield not thy neck Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs.

(Seats her by him. War. Injurious Margaret!
To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Prince. And why not queen ?
Still ride in triumph over all mischance !

War. Because thy father Henry did usurp;
Be plain, queen Margaret, and tell thy grief! And thou no more art prince, than she is queen.
It shall be eas’d, if France can yield relief.

0.rf. Then Warwick disaunuls great John of Gaunt, Q. Mar. Those gracious words revive my drooping which did subdue the greatest part of Spain; thoughts,

Avd, after John of Gaunt, Henry the fourth,
And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak. Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest;

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And, after that wise prince, Henry the fifth, Where, having nothing, nothing be can lose.
Who by his process conquered all France: And as for you yourself, our quondam queen, -
From these our Henry lineally descends.

You have a father able to maintain you;
War.Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth discourse, and better 'twere, you troubled him, than France,
You told not, how Henry the sixth hath lost Q. Mar. Peace, impudent and shameless Warwick,
All that which Henry the fifth had gotten?

peace, Methinks, these peers of France should smile at that. Proud setter-up and puller-down of kings! But for the rest, --You tell a pedigree

I will not hence, till with my talk and tears, of threescore and two years ; a silly time

Both full of truth, I make king Lewis behold To make prescription for a kingdom's worth! Thy sly conveyance, and thy lord's false love; Oxf. Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against thy For both of you are birds of self-same feather. liege,

[ A horn sounded within. Whom thou obey'dst thirty and six years,

K. Lew. Warwick, this is some post to us, or thee.
And not bewray thy reason with a blush?

Enter a Messenger.
Wur, Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right, Mess. My lord ambassador, these letters are for you,
Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree?

Sent from your brother, marquis Montague, -
For shame, leave Henry, and call Edward king! These from our king unto your majesty. -

Oxf. Call him my king, by whose injurious doom And, madam, these for you ;from whom I know not.
My elder brother, the lord Aubrey Vere,

(7'o Margaret. They all read their letters.
Was done to death? and more than so, my father, Oxf. Ilike it well, that our fair queen and mistress
Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his.
When nature brought him to the door of death? Prince. Nay, mark, how Lewis stamps, as he were
No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm,

nettled :
This arm upholds the house of Lancaster. I hope, all's for the best.
War. And I the house of York.

K. Lew. Warwick, what are thy news? and your's,
K. Lew.Queen Margaret, prince Edward, and Oxford, fair queen ?
Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,

P. Mar. Mine, such as fill my heart with unhop'd joys

. While I use further conference with Warwick. War. Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discontent. Q. Mar. Heaven grant, that Warwick's words be- K. Lew. What! has your king married the lady Grey? witch him not !

And now, to sooth your forgery and his, {Retiring with the Prince and Oxford. Sends me a paper to persuade me patience? K. Lew. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon thy Is this the alliance that he seeks with France? conscience,

Dare he presume to scorn us in this mamer? Is Edward your true king? for I were loath

: Mar. I told your majesty as much before ; To link with him, that were pot lawful chosen. This proveth Edward's love, and Warwick's honesty. l'ar. Thereon i pawn my credit and mine honour. War.King Lewis, I here protest,-in sight of heaven, K. Lew. But is he gracious in the people's eye? And by the hope, I have of heavenly bliss,, War. The more, that Henry was unfortunate. That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's: K. Lew. Then further, all dissembling set aside, No more my king, for he dishonours me; Tell me for truth the measure of his love

But most himself, if he could see his shame. Unto our sister Bopa.

Did I forget, that by the house of York War. Such it seems,

My father came untimely to his death? As may beseem a monarch like himself.

Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece ? Myself Irave often heard him suy, and swear, Did I impale him with the regal crown? That this his love was an eternal plant,

Did I put Henry from his native right, Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame? The leaves and fruit maintain’d with beauty's sun ; Shame on himself! for my desert is honour. Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,

And, to repair my honour lost for him,
Unless the lady Bona qnit his pain.

I here renounce him, and return to Henry.
K. Lew. Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve! My noble queen, let former grudges pass,
Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine: And henceforth I am thy true servitor;
Yet I confess, (To War.] that often ere this day, | will revenge his wrong to lady Bopa,
When I have heard your king's desert recounted, And replant Henry in his former state.
Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire.

Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate K. Lew. Then, Warwick, thus, - Our sister shall to love, be Edward's,

And I forgive and quite forget old faults, And now forthwith shali articles be drawn

And joy, that thou becom'st king Henry's friend.
Touching the jointure that your king must make, War. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend,
Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd. That, if king Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us
Draw near, queen Margaret, and be a witness, With some few bands of chosen soldiers,
That Bona shall be wife to the English king. I'll undertake to land them on our coast,
Prince. To Edward, but not to the English king. And force the tyrant from his seat by war.
Q. Mar. Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device, 'Tis not his new-made bride shall succoar him;
By this alliance to make void my suit;

And as for Clarence,
Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend. He's very likely now to fall from him;
K. Lew. And still is friend

to him and Margaret : For matching more for wanton last, than honour, But if your title to the crown be weak,- Or than for strength and safety of our country, As may appear by Edward's good success, - Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng’d, Then 'tis bat reason, that I be releas'd

But by thy help to this distressed queen? From giving aid, which late I promised.

Q. Nur. Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live, Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand, Unless thou rescue him from foul despair ? That your estate requires, and mine can yield. Bonu. My quarrel, and this English queeu's are one War. Henry now lives in Scotland, at his ease; War. And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with yours.

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K. Lew. And mine, with her's, and thine, and K. Edw. Now, brother of Clarence, how like you

our choice,
Therefore, at last, I firmly am resolv'd,

That you stand pensive, as half malcontent?
You shall have aid.

Clar. As well as Lewis of France, or the earl of
Q. Mur. Let me give humble thanks for all at once! Warwick,

K. Lew. Then, England's messenger, return in post, which are so weak of courage, and in judgment,
And tell false Edward, thy supposed king, That they'll take no offence at our abuse.
That Lewis of France sending over maskers, K. Edw. Suppose, they take offence without a cause,
To revel it with him and his new bride.

They are but Lewis and Warwick; I am Edward,
Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal. Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will.
Buna. Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower Glo. And you shall have your will, because our king:

Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well.
I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

K. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too?
Q. Mar. Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside, Glo. Not I,
And I am ready to put armour on.

No, God forbid, that I should wish them sever'd, War. Tell him from me, that he hath done me Whom God hath join’d together: ay, and 'twere pity wrong,

To sunder them, that yoke so well together.
and therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. K. Edw. Setting your scorns, and your mislike, aside,
There's thy reward;' be gone! [Exit Mess. Tell me some reason, why the lady Grey
K. Lew. But, Warwick, thou,

Should not become my wife, and England's queen !--
And Oxford, with five thousand men,

And you, too, Somerset, and Montague,
Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle: Speak freely what you think!
And, as occasion serves, this noble queen

Clar. Then this is my opinion, - that king Lewis
And prince shall follow with a fresh supply. Becomes your enemy, for mocking him
Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt! About the marriage of the lady Bona.
What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty ?

Glo. And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,
War. This shall assure my constant loyalty, Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.
That, if our queen and this young prince agree, K, Edw. What, if both Lewis and Warwick be
I'll join mine eldest daughter, and my joy,

To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands.

By such invention, as I can devise?
Q.Mar. Yes, I agree, and thank you for your motion.- Mont. Yet to have join'd with France in such alliance,
Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous,

Would more have strenghten'd this our common-
Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick,

And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable, 'Gainst foreign storms, than any home-bred marriage.
That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine! Hast. Why, knows not Montague, that of itself
Prince. Yes, I accept her, for she well deserves it; England is safe, if true within itself?
And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand. Mont. Yes; but the safer, when 'tis back'd with

(He gives his hand to Warwick. France.
K. Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers shall Hast. 'Tis better using France, than trusting France:
be levied,

Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas,
And thon, lord Bourbon, our high admiral, Which he hath given for fence impregnable,
Shall waft them over with our royal fleet.-

And with their helps only defend ourselves!
I long, till Edward fall by war's mischance, In them, and in ourselves, our safety lies.
For mocking marriage with a dame of France. Clar. For this one speech lord Hastings well deserves

(Exeunt all but Warwick. To have the heir of the lord Hungerford.
War. I came from Edward as ambassador, K. Edw. Ay, what of that? it was my will and grant:
But I return his sworn and mortal foe.

And, for this once, my will shall stand for law.
Matter of marriage was the charge, he gave me, Glo. And yet, methinks, your grace hath not done well,
But dreadful war shall answer his demand.

To give the heir and daughter of lord Seales
Had he none else to make a stale, but me? Unto the brother of your loving bride;
Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow. She better would have fitted me, or Clarence :
I was the chief, that rais'd him to the crown, But in your bride you bury brotherhood.
And I'll be chief to bring him down again;

Clar. Or else you would not have bestow'd the heir
Not that I pity Henry's misery,

of the lord Bonville on your new wife's son, But seek revenge on Edward's mockery. (Exit. And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere.

K. Edw. Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a rife,

That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee.

Clar. In choosing for yourself, you show'd your
SCENE I. - London. A room in the palace. judgment,
Enter Gloster, Clarence, Somerset, Montague, and Which being shallow, you shall give me leave

To play the broker in mine own behalf;

And, to that end, I shortly mind to leave you.
Glo. Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you

K. Edw. Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king,
Of this new marriage with the lady Grey?

And not be tied unto his brother's will.
Hath not our brother made a worthy choice? Q. Eliz. My lords, before it pleas’d his majesty

Clur. Alas, you know,'tis far from hence to France; To raise my state to title of a queen,
How could he stay, till Warwick made return?

Do me but right, and you must all confess,
Som.My lords, forbear this talk! here comes the king, That I was not ignoble of descent,
Flourish. Enter King EDWARD, attended ; Lady Gker, and meaner than myself have had like fortune.
as Queen; PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, Hastings, and But as this title honours me and mine,


dislikes, to whom I would be pleasing, Glo. And his well-chosen bride.

Do cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow. Clar. I mind to tell him plainly, what I think. K. Edw. My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns :

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What danger, or what sorrow, can befall thee, Tell me, if you love Warwick more, than me?
So long as Edward is thy constant friend,

If it be so, then both depart to him!
And their true sovereign, whom they must obey? I rather wish you foes, than hollow friends :
Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too, But if you mind to hold your true obedience,
Unless they seek for hatred at my hands : Give me assurance with some friendly vow,
Which, if they do, yet will I keep thee safe, That I may never have you in suspect.
And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath. Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves true!
Glo. I hear, yet say not much, but thiok the more. Hast. And Hastings, as he favours Edward's cause:

{Aside. K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, will you stand by us?
Enter a Messenger.

Glo. Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you. K. Edw. Now, messenger, what letters, or what news, K. Edw. Why so; then am I sure of victory. From France?

Now therefore let us hence, and lose no hour, Mess. My sovereign liege, no letters; and few words, Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power! But such as I, without your special pardon,

[E.reunt. Dare not relate.

SCENE II. – A plain in Warwickshire.
K. Edw. Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief, Enter WARWICK and Oxford, with French and
Tell me their words as near, as thou canst guess them!

other Forces.
What answer makes king Lewis unto our letters? War. Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes

Mess. At my depart these were his very words; The common people by numbers swarm to us.
Go tell salse Edward, thy supposed king,

That Lewis of France is sending over maskers, But, see, where Somerset and Clarence come;
To revel it with him and his new bride!

Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends?
K. Edw. Is Lewis so brave? belike, he think3 me Clar. Fear not that, my lord !

War. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto War-
But what said lady Bona to my marriage ?

Mess. These were her words, utter'd with mild And welcome, Somerset !- I hold it cowardice
disdain :

To rest mistrustful, where a noble heart
Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, Hath pawn'd an open hand io sigo of love;
I'll wear the willow garland for his sake. Else might I think, that Clarence, Edward's brother,
K. Edw. I blame not her, she could say little less; Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings.
She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen? But welcome, Clarence! my daughter shall be thine.
For I have heard, that she was there in place. And now what rests, but, in night's covertare,
Mess. Tell him, quoth she, my mourning weeds are Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd,

His soldiers lurking in the towns about,
And I am ready to put armour on.

And but attended by a simple guard, K. Edw. Belike, she minds to play the Amazon. We may surprize and take him

at our pleasure ? But what said Warwick to these injuries ?

Our scouts have found the adventure very easy:
Mess. He, more incens'd against your majesty, That as Ulysses, and stout Diomede,
Than all the rest, discharg'd me with these words With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents,
Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong, And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds;
And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle

, K. Edw. Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so At unawares may beat down Edward's guard, proud words?

And seize himself; I say not slaughter him,
Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd: For I intend but only to surprize him.-
They shall have wars, and pay for their presumption. You, that will follow me to this attempt,
But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret? Applaud the name of Henry, with your leader!
Mess: Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd

(They all cry, Herry! in friendship,

Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort! That young prince Edward marries Warwick's For Warwick and his friends, God ant Saint George!

daughter. Clar. Belike, the elder; Clarence will have the SCENE III. Edward's camp, near Warwick. younger.

Enter certain Watchmun, to guard the king's teru Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast! 1 Watch, Come on, my masters, each man take For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;

his stand! That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage The king, by this, is set him down to sleep. I may not prove inferior to yourself.

2 Watch. What, will he not to bed ? You, that love me and Warwick, follow me! 1 Watch. Why, no: for he hath made a solemn

[Exit Clarence, and Somerset follows. vow, Glo. Not I:

Never to lie and take his natural rest, My thoughts aim at a farther matter; I

Till Warwick, or himself, be quite suppress'd. Stay not for love of Edward, but the crown. (Aside. 2 Watch. To-morrow then, belike, shall be the day, K. Edw. Clarence and Somerset both gone to If Warwick be so near, as men report. Warwick!

3 Watch. But say, I pray, what nobleman is that, Yet am I arm’d against the worst, can happen ; That with the king here resteth in his tent? And baste is needful in this desperate case. - 1 Watch. 'Tis the lord Hastings, the kiug's chiefPembroke, and Stafford, you in our behalf

est friend. Go levy men, and make prepare for war!

3 Watch. O, is it so? But why commands the king, They are already, or quickly will be landed: That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, Myself in person will straight follow you.

While he himself keepeth in the cold field? (Exeunt Pembroke and Stafford. 2 Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because more danBut, ere I go, Hastings, – and Montague,

gerous. Resolve my

doubt! You twain, of all the rest, 3. Watch. Ay; but give me worship and quietness ; Are near to Warwick, by blood, and by alliance; I like it better than dangerous homour.


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If Warwick knew, in what estate he stands, Rir. What, loss of some pitch'd battle against 'Tis to be doubted, he would waken him.

Warwick? I Watch. Unless our halberds did shut np his Q. Eliz. No, but the loss of his own royal person. passage.

Riv. Then is my sovereign slain?
2 Watch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his royal Q. Eliz. Ay, almost slain, for he is taken prisoner;

Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard,
But to defend his person from night-foes?

Or by his foe suspris’d at unawares :
Enter Warwick, Clarence, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and And, as I further have to understand,

Is new committed to the bishop of York,
War. This is his tent; and see, where stand his Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe.

Riv. These news, I must confess, are full of grief:
Courage, my masters ! honour now, or never! Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may !
But follow me, and Edward shall be ours.

Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day. 1 Watch. Who goes there?

Q. Eliz. Till then, fair hope must hinder life's decay, 2 Watch. Stay, or thou diest.

And I the rather wean me from despair,
(Warwick, and the rest,cry all Warwick ! For love of Edward's olispring in my womb:

Warwick! and set upon the guard , who This is it that makes me bridle passion,
fly, crying Arm! arm! Warwick and And bear with mildness my misfortunes' cross;
the rest, following them.

Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear,
The drum beating, and trumpets soundir:g, re-en- And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs,
ter Warwick, and the rest, bringing the king Lest with my sighs, or tears I blast, or drown
out in a gown, sitting in a chair: Gloster and King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown.
Hastings fly.

Riv. But, madam, where is Warwick then become? Som. What are they, that fly there?

Q. Eliz. I am informed, that he comes towards War. Richard and Hastings: let them go, here's London, the duke.

To set the crown once more on Henry's head.
K. Edw. The duke, why, Warwick, when we part- Guess thou the rest !king Edward's friends must down.
ed last,

But, to prevent the tyrant's violence,
Thou call'dst me king ?

(For trust not him, that hath once broken faith,) War. Ay, but the case is alter'd :

I'll hence forth with unto the sanctuary,
When you disgrac'd me in my embassade, To save at least the heir of Edward's right;
Then I degraded you from being king,

There shall I rest secure from force, and fraud.
And come now to create you duke of York. Come therefore, let us fly, while we may fly!
Alas! how should you govern any kingdom, If Warwick take us, we are sure to die.' (Exeunt.
That know not, how to use ambassadors,

SCENE V. – A park near Middleham Castle in York-
Nor how to be contented with one wife

Nor know not, how to use your brothers brotherly, Enter Gloster, Hastings, Sir William Stanley, and
Nor how to study for the people's welfare,

Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies? Glo. Now, my lord Hastings, and sir William Stanley,
K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarerce, art thou here Leave off to wonder , why I drew you hither,

Into this chiefest thicket of the park !
Nay, then I see, that Edward needs must down. Thurs stands the case : You know, our king, my brother,
Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance, Is prisoner to the bishop here, at wlrose hands
of thee thyself, and all thy complices,

He hath good usage and great liberty;
Edward will always bear himself as king:

And often, but attended with weak guard,
Though fortunes malice overthrow my state, Comes hunting this way to disport himself.
My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. I have advertis'd him by secret means,
War. Then, for his mind, be Edward England's That, if about this hour he make this way,

[Takes of his crown. Under the colour of his risual game,
But Henry now shall wear the English crown, He shall here find his friends, with horse and men,
And be true king indeed; thou but the shadow.- To set him free from his captivity.
My lord of Somerset, at my request,

Enter King EDWARD, and a Huntsman.
See, that forthwith duke Edward be convey'd Hunt. This way, my lord! for this way lies the game.
Unto my brother, archbishop of York.

K. Edw. Nay, this way, man! see, where the hunts-
When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, men stand.
I'll follow yon, and tell what answer

Now, brother of Gloster, lord Hastings, and the rest,
Lewis, and the lady Bona, send to him:

Stand you thus close to steal the bishop's deer?
Now, for a while, farewell, good duke of York ! Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth haste:
K. Edw. What fates impose, that men must needs Your horse stands ready at the park corner.

K. Edw. But whither shall we then?
It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

Hast. To Lynn, my lord, and ship from thence
(Exit King Edward, led out; Somerset to Flanders.
with him.

Glo. Well guess'd,believe me; for that was my meanOxf. What now remains, my lords, for us to do,

iog. But march to London with our soldiers ?

K. Edw. Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness. War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do: Glo. But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk. To free king Henry from imprisonment,

K. Edw. Huntsman, what say'st thou ? wilt thou And see him seated in the regal throne. (Exeunt.

go along? SCENE IV.- London. A room in the palace. Hunt. Better do so, than tarry and be hang'd. Enter Queen ELIZABETH and Rivers.

Glo. Come then, away! let's have no more ado! Riv, Madam,what makes you in this sudden ehange? | K. Edw. Bishop, farewell! shield thee from WarQ. Eliz. Why, brother Rivers, are you yet to learn,

wick's frown, What late misfortune is befall’n king Edward ? And pray that I may repossess the crown! (Exeunt.

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