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Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland,
Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
Chear’d up the drooping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford, and Lord Stafford, all a breast,
Charg'd our main battles front; and, breaking in,
Were by the swords of common soldiers Nain.

Edw. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Bucking bam,
Is either llain or wounded dang’rousy.
I cleft his beaver with a downright blow:
That this is true, father, behold his blood.
Mount. And, brother, here's the Earl of Willibire's

blood; Whom I encounter'd as the battles join’d. Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them what I


[Throwing down the Duke of Somerset's Head.
York. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my Sons :
Is his Grace dead, my Lord of Somerset ?
Norf. 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 feated in that Throne,
Which now the House of Lancaster ufurps,
I vow by heav'n, these eyes shall never close,
This is the Palace of that fearful King,
And this the regal Seat; possess it, York;
For this is thine, and not King Henry's heirs’.

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

Norf. We'll all aslift you ; he, that Aies, fhall die.
York. Thanks, gentle Norfolk; stay by me, my

And, foldiers, stay and lodge by me this night.

(They go up. War. And when the King comes, offer him no

violence; Unless he seek to thrust you out by force.



Fork. 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.

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

War. The bloody Parliament shall this be calla,
Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be King;
And balhful Henry depos’d; whose cowardile
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


Dares ftir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells. 4
I'll plant Plantagenet; root him up, who dare:
Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English Crown.

[Warwick leads York to the throne, wbo seats him.

SC Ε Ν Ε II. Enter King Henry, Clifford, Northumberland, Weit. : morland, Exeter, and others, at the further end of the stage. K. Henry. My Lords, look where the sturdy Rebel

Ev'n in the chair of State ; belike, he means
Back'd by the Power of Warwick, that false Peer,
T'aspire unto the Crown, and reign as King.
Earl of Northumberland, he new thy father;
And thine, Lord Clifford ; and you vow'd revenge
On him, his fons, his fav’rites,' and his friends.

North. If I be not, heav'ns be reveng'd on me!
Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel,

Weft. What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him My heart for anger burns, I cannot brook it. 4 if Warwick fbake bis times little bells hung upon them,

bells.). The allusion is to perhaps to dare the birds; that falconry. The hawks had some. is, to fright them from rising.

K. Henry,

down ;

K. Henry. Be patient, gentle Earl of Wesmorlande

Clif. Patience is for poltroons, and such is he:
He durst not fit there, had your father livid.
My gracious Lord, here in the Parliament
Let us affail the Family of York.

North. Well hast thou spoken, Cousin, be it so.
K. Henry. Ah! know you not, the City favours

And they have troops of soldiers at their beck ?

Exe. But when the Duke is slain they'll quickly fly.
K. Henry. Far be the thought of this from Henry's

To make a Shambles of the Parliament-house.
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats,
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.

[Tbey advance to the Duke. Thou factious Duke of York, descend


And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet. .
I am thy Sovereign.

York. Thou're deceiv'd, I'm thine.
Exe. For shame come down : he made thee Duke

of York. York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the Kingdom is, Exe. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

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

Clif. Whom should he follow, but his natural King ? War. True, Clifford; and that's Richard Duke of

K. Henry, And shall I stand, and thou sit in my

Throne ?
York. It must and shall be fo.-Content thyself.
War, Be Duke of Lancaster, let him be King.

Weft. He is both King, and Duke of Lancaster;
And that the Lord of Westonorland shall maintain.

War. And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget, That we are those which chas'd you from the field, And New your fathers, and with Colours spread


March'd through the city to the Palace-gates.

Nortb. No, Warwick, I remember it to my grief, And, by his soul, thou and thy House shall rue it.

Weft. Plantagenet, of chee and these thy fons, Thy kinsmen and thy friends, I'll have more lives, Than drops of blood were in my father's veins.

Clif. Urge it no more ; lest that, instead of words, I send thee, Wawick, such a messenger As shall revenge his death before I ftir.

War. Poor Clifford! how I scorn his worthless threats,

York. Will you, we shew 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? 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.

War, Talk not of France, fith thou hast loft 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, Father, tear the Crown from the Usurper's head.

Edw. Sweet father, do fo; set it on your head,

Mont. Good brother, as thou lov'st and honour'starms, Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus. Rich, Sound drums and trumpets, and the King will fy: York. Sons, peace. K. Henry, Peace chou, and givę King Henry leave

to speak. War, Plantagenet shall speak first; hear him, Lords, And be you silent and attentive too, For he that interrupts him shall not live. I am the son of Henry the port of his son. The name of

fifah.] The military nerit Henry the fifth disperted the fola of Henry the fifth is the fole Sup- lowers of Cade. A

K, Henry

you lose.


K. Henry. Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly

throne, Wherein my grandfire and my father sat? No, first shall

war unpeople this my realm, Ay, and their Colours often borne in France, And now in England to our heart's great forrow, Shall be my winding sheet.-Why faint you, Lords? My Title's good, and better far than his.

War. But prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be King. K. Henry. Henry the Fourth by conquest got the York. 'Twas by Rebellion against his King.

K. Henry. I know not what to say, my Title's weak: Tell me, may not a King adopt an heir?

York. What then?.

K. Henry. And if he may, then am I lawful King: For Richard, in the view of many Lords, Resign'd the Crown to Henry the Fourth ; Whose heir my father was, and I am his.

York. He rofe against him, being his Sovereign, And made him to resign his Crown perforce.

War. Suppose, my Lords, he did it unconftrain'd, * Think you, 'twere prejudicial to his Crown?

Exe. No, for he could not so resign his Crown, But that the next heir should succeed and reign.

K. Henry. Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter ? Exe. His is the Right, and therefore pardon me. York. Why whisper you, my Lords, and answer not? Exe. My conscience tells me, he is lawful King, K. Henry. All will revolt from me, and turn to him. North. Plantagenet, for all the Claim thou lay'ft, Think not, that Henry shall be so depos’d.

War. Depos'd he shall be, in despight of thee.

Think you, 't were prejudicial royalty ; but I rather think that

10 bis Crown?] The phrate the transcriber's eye caught crown prejudicial to bis Crown, if it be from the line below, and that right, must mean, detrimental to we should read prejudicial to his the gineral rights of hereditary son, to his next heir.


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