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proved to thy face, that thou has sa that usually talk of a houn, and a tét, SE ab-minable words, as no Chirst falls w hear. Thou hast apported fedtet a fels call poor men before them about mites 34 not able to answer. Moreover, the batz in prison; and, because they cout al real. 3 bast banged them; wben, isdeed, ces 1. cause they have been most wartás au mt. dust ride on a foot-cloth 4, dat laa!

Say. What of that!

Cade. Marry, thou oughtest not to let thy beren a civak, when honester men than the pat hose and doublets.

Dick. And work in their shirt too ; 1511
example, that am a butcher.

Say. You men of Kent,-
Dick. What say you of Keat!
Say. Nothing but this; To lens terrs, met

Cade. Away with him, away with bia! kep
Say. Hear me bat speak, and bear ne vite

Kent, in the commentaries Cesar stil,
Is tennd the civil'st place of all this sk.
Sweet is the country, because ful of niebes
The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy
Which makes me hope you are not paid di pil
I sold not Maine, I lost not Normandy,
Justice with favour have I always doet;


God's name. Go, take him away, I say, and strike Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy,

off his head presently: and then break into his son- To France, to France, and get what you have lost;
in-law's house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off Spare England, for it is your native coast :
his head, and bring them both upon two poles Henry hath money, you are strong and manly;
An. It shall be done.

God on our side, doubt not of victory.
Say. Ah, countrymen ! if when you make your and Clifford.

AU, A Clifford'! A Clifford! We'll follow the king,
God should be so obdurate as yourselves,

Cade. Was ever feather so lightly blown to and How would it fare with your departed souls !

fro, as this multitude ? The name of Henry the fifth And therefore yet relent, and save my life.

hales them to an hundred mischiefs, and makes Cade. Away with him, and do as I command ye. Logether, to surprize me: my sword make way for

them leave me desolate. I see them lay their heads The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a

(Exeunt some with Lord Say. me, for here is no staying:-In despight of the de. head on his shoulders, unless, he pay me tribute; And heavens and honour be witness, that no want of

vils and hell have through the very midst of you! there shall not a maid be married, but she shall resolution in me, but only my follower's base and pay to me her maidenhead ere they have it: men ignominious treasons, makes me betake me to my shall hold of me in capite ; and we charge and command, that their wives be as free as heart can

heels. wish, or tongue can tell.

Buck. What, is he fled! Go some, and follow

(Erit. Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, And he, that brings his head unto the king,

and take up commodities upon our bills ?
Cade. Marry, presently.

Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward-
Al. O brave !

Follow me soldiers; we'll devise a mean

[Ereunt some of them. Re-enter Rebels, with the Heads of Lord Say and

To reconcile you all unto the king. his Son-in-law.

(Exeunt. Cade. But is not this braver ?—Let them kiss one

SCENE IX.-Kenelworth Castle.
another, for they loved well, when they were alive.
Now part them again, lest they consult about the

Enter King Henry, Queen MARGARET, and So. giving up of some more towns in France. Soldiers,

VERSET, on the Terrace of the Castle. defer the spoil of the city until night: for with

K. Hen. Was ever king, that joy'd an earthly these borne before us, instead of maces, will we

throne, ride through the streets; and, at every corner have

And could command no more content than 1? them kiss-- Away!

No sooner was I crept out of my cradle,

(Ereunt. But I was made a king, at nine months old: SCENE VIII.--Southwark.

Was never subject loug'd to be a king,

As I do long and wish to be a subject.
Alarum.- Enter Cade, and all his Rabblement.
Cade. Up Fish-street! Down Saint Magnus' corner!

Kill and knock down ? Throw them into Thames !

Buck. Health, ani glad tidings, to your majesty! (A Parley sounded, then a Retreat.

K. Hen. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor, Cade,
What poise is this I hear ? Dare any be so bold to Or is he but retired to make him strong ?

surprized ?
sound retreat or parley, when I command them

Enter, below, a great number of CADE's Followers,
Enter BUCKINGHAM, and old CLIFFORD, with Forces.

with Halters about their Necks.
Buck. Ay, here they be that dare and will dis. And humbly thus with halters on their necks;

Cuif. He's filed, my lord, and all his powers do turb thee:

Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king
Unto the commons, whom thou hast misled;

Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death.
And here pronounce free pardon to them all,

K. Hen. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting
That will forsake thee, and go home in peace.

Clif. What say ye, countrymen ? will ye relent,

To entertain iny vows of thanks and praise !-
And yield to miercy whilst 'iis offer'd you;

Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives,
Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths ?

And shew'd how well you love your prince and
Say. Great men have reaching bands:
Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon, Continue still in this so good a mind,

country :
Fling up his cap, and say-God save his majesty!
Those that I never saw, and streck then in
Who hateth him, and honours not his father,

And Henry, though he be infortunate,
Ceo. O monstrous coward! what, bao
Henry the fifth, that made all France to quake,

Assure yourselves, will never be unkind :
Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by.

And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all,
All. God save the king! God save the king!

I do dismiss you to your several countries.
Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye

All. God save the king! God save the king !
Cade. Give him a box o'the ear, and then

so brave ?- And you, base peasants, do ye believe
him? Will you needs be hang'd with your pardons

Say. Long sitting to determine poor met
about your necks? Hath my sword therefore broke The duke of York is newly come from Ireland :

Mess. Please it your grace to be advertised,
Hath made me full of sickness and die

through London gates, that you should leave me And with a puissant and a mighty power,
Cade. Ye shall have a hemper candles

at the White Hart in Southwark? I thonight, ye of Gallowglasses, and stout Kernes,
would never have given out these arms, till you Is marching hitherward in proud array ;

had recover'd your ancient freedom : but you are And still proclaimeth, as he comes along,
Say. The palsy, and not fear, proroke

all recreants, and dastards; and delight to live in His arms are only to remove from thee Cade. Nay, be nods at us, as whose

slavery to the nobility. Let them break your backs The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor.

with burdens, take your houses over your heads, Il be even with you. I'll see it his head ravish your wives and daughters before your faces:

K. Hen. Thus stands my state, 'twixt Gade and
steadier on a pole, or no: Take him ja,
Por me, I will make shirt for one ; and so—God's Like to a ship, that, having escaped a tempest,

York distress'd ;
curse light upon you all!
Say. Tell me, wherein I have ofended na
AU. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade.

Is straightway calm'd, and boarded with a pirate :
Have I affected wealth, or honder; pall
Cuf. Is Cade the son of Henry the fifth,

But now + is Cade driven back, his men dispersed;
Are my chesis fill'd up with extearted gold!
That thus you do exclaim-you'll go with him?

| And now is York in arms, to second him.--
Is my apparel sumptuous to behold!
Will he conduct you through the heart of France,

I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him;
And make the meanest of you earls and dukes !
W hom have I injured, that ye seek to deal!

And ask him, what's the reason of these arms.
These hands are free from guildes blanca
Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to;

Tell him, I'll send duke Edmund to the Tower;-
Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil,
This breast from harbouring foal decall the

And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither,
Unless by robbing of your friends, and us.

Until his army be dismiss'd from him.
Cade. I feel remorse in myself with his
Wert not a shame, that, whilst you live at jar,

Som. My lord,
The fearful French, whom you late vanquished,
but I'll bridle it; he shall die, le

I'll yield myself to prison willingly,
Should make a start o'er seas, and vanquish you?

Or unto death, to do my country good.
pleading so well for his life. In the
Methinks, already, in this civil broil,

K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms; bas a familiar under his tongue, legals I see them lording it in London streets,

For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language. • i. e. They were banged because they huil

Crying--Villageois ! unto all they meet.
Better, ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry.

• Two orders of foot-soldiers among the Irish.

+ Only just now. * A foot-cloth was a kind of here

Yet, to recover them, would lose by die
Prayers and tears have moved xx, pås

When have I aught exacted at your hands
Kent to maintain, the king, the realm, and
Large gifts have I bestow'd on learned clei
Because my book preferr'd me to the key
And-seeing ignorance is the curse of God
Knowledge the wing wherewith we by ube
Unless you be possess'd with devilish speisia
You cannot but forbear to murder nie.
This longue hath parley'd unto foreiga kire
For your behool,

Cade. Tut? When struck'st thou oze biler field I


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luck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal, tory: Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her best As a things shali redound unto your good, inan, and exhort all the world to be cowards ; for K. lien. Come, wite, let's in, and learn to go-1, that never fear'd any, am vanquish'd by famine, Vern beller; not by valour.

(Dies. For yet way Engiand curse my wrelelied reign. Iden. How much thou wrong'st me. heaven be


my judge.

Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare SCENE X.- Kent.--Idon's Garden.


And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, Enter CADE.

So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell. (ode. Fie on ambition! Fie on myself; that have Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels a sword, and yei am ready to famish! These five Unto a dungbill which shall be thy grave, days have I bid me in these woods; and durst not And there cut off thy most ungracious head; peep out, for all the country is laied for me ; but Which I will bear in triumph to the king, how am 1 so hungry, that it I might havo a lease Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon. of way life for a thousand years, I could stay no

[Erit, drugging out the Body. longer. Wherefore, on a brick-wall have I climbed into this garden; to see if I can eat grass, or pick

ACT V. a sallet another while, which is not amiss to fool SCENE I.-The same.- Fields between Dartford a man's stomach this hot weather. And, I think,

and Blackheath. this word sallet was born to do me good : for, many a time, but for a sallet, ny brain-pan, had The King's Camp on one side.-On the other, enter beeli cleft with a brown bill; and, many a time,

York attended, with Drum and Colours: his Forces when I have been dry, and bravely marching, it

at some distance. hath served me instead of a quart-pot to drink in; York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim and now the word sallet must serve me to feed on.

his right,

And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: Enter Iven, with Servants.

Ring, belis, aloud ; burn, bonfires, clear and bright, Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the To entertain great England's lawful king: court,

Ah, sancta inajestas! who would not buy thee dear! And inay enjoy such quiet walks as these,

Let them obey, that kuow hot how to rule; This small inneritance, my father left me,

This band was made to handle naught but gold: Contenleth me, and is worth a monarchy.

I cannot give due action to my words, I seek not to wax great by other's waining; Except a sword, or sceptre balance itt. Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy ;

A sceptre shall it lave, have sa soul; Suficeli, that I have maintains my state,

On wbich l'Il toss the tower-de-luce of France. And sends the poor well pleased from my gate.

Enter BUCKINGHAM. Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize me for a stray, for entering his fee simple without The king bath sent him, sure: 1 must dissemble.

Whoni have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me! leave. Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get a thousand crowns of the king for carrying my

Buck. York, if thou ineanest well, I greet thee

well. head to him; but I'll nake thee eat iron like an ostridge, and swallow my sword like a great pin,

York. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy ere thou and I part.

greeting. Iden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be,

Art thou a niessenger, or come of pleasure? I know thee not; why then should I betray thee? To know the reason of these arms in peace;

Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege, B't not enough, to break into my garden, And like a thief, to come to rob my grounds,

Or why, thou-being a subject as I am,

Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn, Climbing my walls, in spite of me the owner, But thou wilt brave me with these saucy termis!

Shouldst raise so great a power without his leave, Cude. Brave thee? Ay, by the best blood that

Or dare to bring thy force so near the court. ever was broach'd, and beard thee 100.

York. (A side. Scarce can I speak, my choler is so me well : I have eat no meat these five days; yet, 0, 1 could bew up rocks, and fight with fint,

great. come thou and thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as dead as a door-nail, I pray God, I may And now, like Ajax Telamonius,

I am so angry at these abject terins; never eat grass more. Iden. Nay, it shall we'er be said, while England I am far better lorn than is the king;

On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury! stands, That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent,

More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts : Took odds to coinbat a poor famish'd man.

But I must make fair weather yet awhile, Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine,

Till Henry be more weak, and i more strong. Aside.) See it thou canst outface me with thy looks.

O Buckingham, I prythee, pardon ine, Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser ;

That I bave given no answer all this while ; Thy hand is but a tinger to my fist;

My mind was troubled with deep melancholy. Thy leg a stick, compared with this truncheon ;

The cause why I have brought this army hitlier, My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast;

Is-to remove proud Somerset from the king, And if mine arm be heaved in the air,

Seditious to his grace, and to the state.

Buck. That is too much presuinption on thy part: Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. As for more words, whose greatness answers words, The king hath yielded unto thy demand ;

But if thy arms be to no other end, Let this my sword report what speech forbears.

The duke of Somerset is in the Tower. Cade. By my valour, the most complele champion that ever I heard.-Steel, if thou turn the

York. Upon thine honour, is hie prisoner? edge, or cut not out the burly-boned clown in

Buck. Upon mine honour, he is prisoner. chines of beef cre thou sleep in thy sheath, I be

York. Then, Buckingham, i do disniiss my seech God on my knees, thou may'st be turn'd to soldiers, 1 thank you all; disperse yourselves; hobnails. [Thry fight, Cade jalls.] 0, I am slain ! Pamine, and no other hath slain me: let ten thou

Meet me to-morrow, in Saint George's field, sand devils come against me, and give me but the

You shall have pay, and every thing you wishi.ten meals I have losi, and I'd defy them all. Wither, Command my eldest son,-nay, all iny sons,

And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry, garden ; and be henceforth a burying-place to ali ihat do dwell in this house, becausc the unconqucı'd I'll send them all as willing as I live;

As pledges of my fealty and love, soul of Cade is fed.

Lands, foods, horse, armour, any thing I have Iden. Is't Care that I have slain, that monstrous traitor?

Is his to use, so Somerset may die. Sword, I will hallow thee, for this thy deed.

Buck. York, I commend this kind submission : And hang thee o'er niy tumb, when l'am dead:

We twain will go into his highness' tent.
Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point;

Enter King HENRY, attended.
But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat,
To emblaze the honour that thy master gol.

K.Hen. Buckingham, doth York intend to harm us,

That thus he inai chetli with thee arm in arm? Caule. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy vic • A kind of helmet.

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York. In all submis-ion and humility,

York doth presem himself unto your liigboess.

Cuf. Health and all happiness to my lord tlie K. Hen. T1*«ie wlai intend these forces thou dost



York. I thank thee, Clifford :-Say what news bring : York. To leave the traitor Sonierset from hence;

with thee?
And fishi against that monstrous rebel, Cade,

Nay, do not fright us with an angry look:
Who since I heard 10 be discumtited.

We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again;

For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee.
Enter Iden, with Cade's Head.

Clis. This is my king, York, I do not mistake ;

But ihou mistak'st me much, to think I do:Iden. If one so rade, and of so mean condition,

To bedlam with him ! Is the man krown mad? May pass into the prensence of a king,

K. Hen. Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious Lo, i present your grace a traitor's bead,

humour The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew. Makes hin oppose liimself against his king. K. Hen. The head of Cade ?-Great God, how

Clif. He is a traitor ; let him w the Tower, just art thou !

And chop away that facticus pate of his.
o, let me view his visage being dead,

Q. Mar. He is arrested, but will not obey ;
That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. His sons, he says, shall give their words for him.
Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew hun? York. Will you not, sous ?
Iden. I was, an't like your mejesty.

E:. Ay, noble father, if our words will serve.
K. Hen. How art thou call'd? and what is thy

Rich. And if words will not, then our weapons degree?

shall. Iden. Alexander Iden, that's my name;

Clif. Why, what a brood of traitors have we A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king.

Buck. So please it you, my lord, ' were not amiss

York. Look in a glass, and call thy image so;
He were created knight for his good service.
K. Hen. Iden, kneel down; (He kneels.) Rise up

I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor.

Cail hither to the stake my two brave bears, a knight.

That, with the very shaking of their chains,
We give thee for reward a thousand marks;

They may astonishi these fell lurking curs;
And will, that thou henceforth altend on us. Bid Salisbury, and Warwick, come to me.

Iden. May lden live to merit such a bounty,
And never live but true unto his liege.!

Drums.--Enter WARWICK and SALISBURY, with
K. Hen. See, Buchinghanı! Somerset comes with

Forces. the queen;

Clif. Are these thy bears ? We'll bait thy bears Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke.

to death; Enter Queen MARGARET and SOMERSET

And mannacle the bear-ward + in their chains,

If thou dar'st bring them to the baiting-place I. Q. Mar. For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his Run back and bite, because he was withheld;

Rich. Oft have I seen a hot o'erweening cur head, But boldly stand, and front him to his face.

Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw, York. How now! Is Somerset at liberty?

Hath clapped his tail between his legs, and cried :
Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts, li you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick.

And such a piece of service will you do,
And let thy tongue be equal with thy hcart.
Shall I endure the sight of Somerset l-

Clif. Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump,
False king! Why hast thou broken faith with me,

As crooked in thy manners as thy shape!
Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse?

York. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon.
King did I call thee? No, thou art bol king;

Clif. Take heed, lest by your heat you burn your. Not fit to govern and rule multitudes,

selves. Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor.

K. Hon. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to That head of thine doth not become a crown;

bow -
'Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's stall,

Old Salisbury,-shame to thy silver hair,
And not to grace an awful princely sceptre.

Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son:
That gold must round engirt these brows of mine;

What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruffian,
Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear,

And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles ? Is able with the change to kill and cure.

0, where is faith? 0, where is loyalty ? Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up,

it it be banish'd from the frosty head, And with the same to act controlling laws.

Where shall it tind a barbour in the earth -
Give place; by heaven, thou shalt role no more

Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war,
O'er him, whom heaven crealed for thy ruler.

And shame thine honourable age with blood ?
Som. O monstrous traitor!-I arrest thee, York,

Why art thou old, and want'st experience ? Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown:

Or wherefore dosi abuse it, it thou hast it?
Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace.

For shame! In duly bend thy knee to me,
York. Wouldst have me kneel? First let me ask

That bows unto the grave with mickle age. of these,

Sal. My lord, I have consider'd with myself
If they can brook I bow a knee to man.-

The title of this most renowned duke ;
Sirrati, call in my sons to be my bail ;

And in my conscience do repute his grace
(Eait an Attendant.

The rightful heir w England's royal seat.
I know, ere they will have me go to ward +,

K. Jlen. Hast thou wot sworn allegiance unto me?
They'll pawn their swords for my enfranchisement.

Sal. I have.
Q. Mar. Call hither, Clifford : bid him come

K. Hen. Canst thou dispense with heaven for

such an oath 1
buck. That is too much presepte

if that the bastard boys of York

Sal. It is great sin, to swear unto a sin;
Shall be the surety for their traitor father.

But greater sin, to keep a sinful oath.
York. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan,

Who can be bound by any solemn vow
Outcast of Naples, England's bloody scourge!

To do a murderous deed, to rob a man,
The sons of York, thy betters in their birtli,

To force a spotless virgin's chastity,
Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those

To reave the orphan of his patrimony,
York. Then, Bochugbau, 1 & sane
That for my surety will refuse the boys.

To wring bie widow from her custom'd right;

And have no other reason for this wiong
Soldiers, I thank you all; digere il

Enter Edward and Richard PLANTAGENET, with But that he was bound by a solemn oath?
Meet me tomorrow, 10 Samarbrit

Forces, at one side, at the other, with Forces also,
old CLIFFORD und his Son.

ļ: Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. You shall have par, and even la

K. Hen. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm him.
And let my sovereign, Fituo hear,
See, where they come ; I'll warrant, they'll make

Command my eldest son,
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York. Call Buckingham, and all the friends thou

P. Mar. And here comes Clifford, to deny their I am resolved for death, or dignity.
til send them all as wiling 2/ /

Lands, goods, borse, amor, an illar
* Shakspeare makés Iden rail at those enjoy.

• The Nevils, earls of Warwick, had a bear and
Duck. York, I commead the
ments which he supposes to be out of his reach ; but

ragged staff for their crest.
We twain will go into ha '
no sooner are they offered to him but he readily ac-

+ Bear keeper.

Bear-baiting was anciently a royal sport. See + Custody, confinement

Stowe's account of Queen Elizabeil's duusement Millos. Buckingham, doul mahal

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Clif. The finst I warrant thee, if dreams prove Knit earth and heaven together! true.

Now let the general trumpet blow his blast, War. You were best to go to bed, and dreain Particularities and petty sounds again,

To ceasel-Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, To keep thee from the tempest of the field.

To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve + Clif. I am resolved to bear a greater storm, The silver livery of advised tage ; Than any thou canst conjure up to-day ;

And, in thy reverence ý, and thy chair days, thus And that I'll write upon thy burgonet,

To die in ruffian battle - Even at this sight, Might I but know thee by thy honsehold badge. My heart is turn'd to stone : and, while "tis mine,

War. Now by my father's badge, old Nevil's crest, It shall be stony; York not our old men spares ; The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, No more will i'their babes: tears virginal This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet,

Shall be to me even as the dew to fire; (As on a mountain top the cedar shews,

And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims, That keeps

his leaves in spite of any storm), Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax. Even to affright thee with the view thereof. Henceforthi, I will

not have to do with pity : Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, Meet I an infant of the house of York, And tread it under foot with all contempt,

Into as many gobbets will I cut it, Despight the bear-ward that protects the bear. As wild Medea young Absyrus did :

Y, Clif. And so to arms, victorious father, In cruelty will I seek out my fame. To quell the rebels, and their 'coinplices.

Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house ; Rich. Fie! Charity, for shame! Speak not in spite,

(Taking up the Body. For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night.

As did Æneas old Anchises bear, Y.clif. Foul stigmatic t, that's more than thou So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders ; canst tell

But then Æneas bare a living load, Rich. If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in hell. Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. (Erit.

(Ereunt severally.

SCENE II.-St. Albans.

fighting, and SOMERSET is killed.
Alarums. : Excursions.- Enter WARWICK. Rich. So, lie thoa there ;-
War. Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls ! For, underneath an alehouse' pallry sign,
And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear,

The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset
Now, when the angry truinpet sounds alarm,

Hath made the wizard famous in his death 1.And dead men's cries do till the empty air,

Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful Clitford, I say, come forth and fight with me!

still: Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland,

Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. (Erit. Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms.

Alarums · Excursions.-Enter King HENRY, Queen Enter YORK.

MARGARET, and others, retreating. How now, my noble lord? What, all a-foot ? Q. Mar. Away, my lord! You are slow; foi

York. The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed; shame, a way! But match to match I have encountered him, K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens ? Good Mar. And inade a prey for carrion kites and crows

garet, stay. Even of the bonny beast he loved so well.

Q. Mar. What are you made of? You'll not War. Of one or both of us the time is come.

tight, nor Ay : York. Hold, Warwick, seck thee out some other Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence, chace,

To give the enemy way; and to secure us For I myself must hunt this deer to death.

By what we can, which can no more bul fly. War. Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou

(Alarum afar off. tighat'st.

If you be taken, we then should see the boitom As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day,

of all our fortunes : but if we haply scape It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'd.

(As well we may, if not through your neglect,)

(Erit Warwick. We shall to London get; where you are loved; Clif. What seest thou in me, York? Why dost And where this breach, now in our fortuges thou pause ?

York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, May readily be stopp'd.
But that thou art so fast mine enemy.
Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and es-

Enter Young CLIFFORD.

Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future misebiet But that 'lis shewn ignobly, and in treason.

set, York. So let it help me now against thy sword, I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly ; As I in justice and true right express it!

But fly you must; uncurable discomfit Clij. My soul and body on the action both !

Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts ! York. A dreadful layi!-Address thee instantly. Away, for your relief! and we will live

(They hight, and Clifford falls. To see their day, and them our fortune give : Clif. La fin couronne les oeuvres ? (Die Away, my lord, away !

(Exeuni York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou

art still. Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will. [Erit.

SCENE III.-Fields near Saint Albans. Enter Young CLIFFORD.

Alarum ; Retreat.- Flourish ; then enter YORK,

RICHARD PLANTAGENET, WARWICK, and Sub Y. Clif. Shame and confusion ! All is on the rout;

diers, with Drum and Colorers. Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell, York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; Whom angry heavens do niake their minister, That winter lion, who, in rage, forgets Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part

Aged contusions and all brush of time "; Hot coals of vengeances!- Let no soldier fly : And, like a gallant in the brow of youth t, He, that is truly dedicate to war,

Repairs him with occasion ? This happy day
Hath no self-love ; bor he, that loves himself, Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
Hath not essentially, but by circumstance,

If Salisbury be lost.
The name of valour.-0, let the vile world end, Rich. My noble father,

Steing his dead Father.
And the premised | Aames of the last day

• Stopt.
+ Obtain.


In that period of life, which is entitled to the • Helmet.

reverence of others. + One on whom nature has set a mark of de- | The death of Somerset here accomplishes that formity, a stigma.

equivocal prediction given by Jourdain, the witch, 1 A dreadful wager ; a tremendous stake.

concerning this duke. This phrase is scriptural. “Let it burning For Parties. ** Gradual detrition of lime, cuals tall upon them."

i. e. The heiglit of youth : the brow of a hili # Sent before their time.

is its gummit.


Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, "Tis not enongh our foes are this time filed,
Three times bestríd him, thrice I led him off, Being opposites of such repairing nature
Persuaded him from any further act:

York. I know, our safety is to follow them;
But still, where danger was, still there I met him; For, as I hear, the king is fed to London,
And like rich hangings in a homely house, To call a present court of parliament.
So was his will in his old feeble body.

Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth :-
Bat, noble as he is, look where he comes.

What says lord Warwick ? Shall we after them ?

Wur. 'After them! Nay, before them, if we
Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought Now by my faith +, lords, 'twas a glorious day :
to-day ;

Saint Albans' battle, won by famous York,
By the mass, so did we all.-I thank you, Richard : Shall be eternized in all age to come.-
God knows, how long it is I have to live;

Sound, drums and trumpets ;-and to London all :
And it hath pleased him, that three times to-day And more such days as these to us befall!
You have defended me from imminent death.-

Well, lords, we have not got that which we havet:

+ i. e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to • i. e. Three times I saw him fallen, and, striding rally and recover themselves from this defeat. over him, defended him till he recovered.

+ Now by my hand. + We have not secured what we have acquired. i

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