THE VALE SHAKESPEARE.

M.D.CCCCIII.

HACON &
RICKETTS.

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АСТ

I.

THE

THIRD PART

OF

KING HENRY VI.

SCENE I. London. The Parliamenthouse. Alarum. Enter the Duke of York, Edward, Richard, Norfolk, Montague, Warwick, and Soldiers.

WARWICK.

WONDER

how the king escap'd our hands.
YORK.

While we pursued 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.
EDWARD.

Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham,
Is either slain or wounded dangerously;
I cleft his beaver with a downright blow:
That this is true, father, behold his blood.
MONTAGUE.

And, brother, here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood,
Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd.

RICHARD.

Speak thou for me and tell them what I did.

YORK.

(Throwing down the Duke of Somerset's head.)

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! RICHARD.

Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head.
WARWICK.

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'.
YORK.

Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and I will;
For hither we have broken in by force.
NORFOLK.

We'll all assist you; he that flies shall die. YORK.

J

Thanks, gentle Norfolk:-stay by me, my lords;-
And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this night.
(They go up.)

WARWICK.(To the soldiers who retire.)
And when the king comes, offer him no violence,
Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce.

YORK.

The queen this day here holds her parliament,
But little thinks we shall be of her council:
By words or blows here let us win our right.

RICHARD.

Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. WARWICK.

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.
WARWICK.

Neither the king, nor he that loves him best,
The proudest he that holds up Lancaster,
Dare stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells.
I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dares:
Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown.

(Flourish. Enter King Henry, Clifford, North-
umberland, Westmoreland, Exeter, & the
rest.)

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. KING HENRY.

Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland. CLIFFORD.

Patience is for poltroons, such as he:

He durst not sit there, had your father liv'd. My gracious lord, here in the parliament Let us assail the family of York. NORTHUMBERLAND.

Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be it so.

KING HENRY.

Ah, know you not the city favours them,

And they have troops of soldiers at their beck? EXETER.

But when the Duke is slain, they'll quickly fly.
KING HENRY.

Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart,
To make a shambles of the parliament-house!
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.—
Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
I am thy sovereign.

YORK.

EXETER.

I am thine.

For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of York. YORK.

'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was.

EXETER.

Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

WARWICK.

Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown,
In following this usurping Henry.

CLIFFORD.

Whom should he follow but his natural king? WARWICK.

True, Clifford; and that's Richard Duke of York. KING HENRY.

And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne? YORK.

It must and shall be so: content thyself. WARWICK.

Be Duke of Lancaster; let him be king. WESTMORELAND.

He is both king and Duke of Lancaster;

And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain. WARWICK.

And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget

That we are 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.