RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York. EDWARD, Earl of March, afterwards King Edward IV. EDMUND, Earl of Rutland, GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Clarence, RICHARD, afterwards Duke of Glocester, MARQUESS OF MONTAGUE, EARL OF WARWICK, EARL OF PEMBROKE, LORD HASTINGS, LORD STAFFOrd, Sir JOHN MORTIMER, Sir HUGH MORTIMER, } His Sons. Of the Duke of York's party. 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 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. 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 the rest of the Play, in England. (6) THE THIRD PART OF KING HENRY THE SIXTH, WITH THE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF YORK. ACT I. SCENE I. London. The Parliament-House. Drums. I 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. WARWICK. WONDER how the King escap'd our hands. He slyly stole away, and left his men : ingham, (7) Is either slain or wounded dangerously: I cleft his beaver with a downright blow; [Showing his bloody sword. Montague. And, brother, here's the Earl of Wilt[To YORK, showing his. shire's blood, Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. Richard. 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. But, is your Grace dead, my Lord of Somerset ? Norfolk. Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt! Rich. Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head. War. 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, And this the regal seat: possess it, York; For this is thine, and not King Henry's heirs'. will; For hither we have broken in perforce. Norf. We'll all assist you: he that flies shall die. York. Thanks, gentle Norfolk. Stay by me, my lords: And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. War. And, when the King comes, offer him no violence, Unless he seek to thrust you out by force. [They retire. York. The Queen this day here holds her parlia ment, 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 dares. Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown. [WARWICK leads YORK to the throne, who seats himself. Flourish. Enter King HENRY, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and others, with red roses in their hats. King Henry. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits, Even in the chair of state! belike, he means, Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer, To aspire unto the crown, and reign as King. Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father; And thine, Lord Clifford; and you both have vow'd revenge On him, his sons, his favourites, and his friends. Northumberland. If I be not, Heavens be reveng'd on me! Clifford. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel. Westmoreland. What! shall we suffer this? let's pluck him down : My heart for anger burns, I cannot brook it. K. Hen. Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland. Clif. Patience is for poltroons, such as he: North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be it so. them, And they have troops of soldiers at their beck? Exeter. But when the Duke is slain, they'll quickly fly. K. Hen. Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart, To make a shambles of the Parliament-House! [They advance to the Duke. Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne, I am thy sovereign. York. I am thine. ] Exe. For shame, come down: he made thee Duke ] of York. York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was. ' In following this usurping Henry. Clif. Whom should he follow, but his natural King? |