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For trust not him that once hath broken faith,
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A Park near Middleham-Castle in Yorkshire.
Enter Gloucester, Lord Hastings, and Sir William
my Lord ,
Stanley, Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, Into the chiefest thicket of the park. Thus stands the case. You know, our King, my brother, Is pris’ner to the bishop, at whose hands, He hath good usage and great liberty ; And often but attended with weak guard Comes hunting this way to disport himself. I have advertis’d him by secret means, That if about this hour he make his way, Under the colour of his usual game; He shall here find his friends with horse and men, To fet him free from his captivity.
Enter King Edward and a Huntsman with him. Hunt. This way, my Lord, for this way lies the game. K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; see where the huntf
men stand. Now, brother Gloster, Hastings, and the rest, Stand you thus close to steal the bishop's deer?
Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth hafte, Your horse stands ready by at the park-corner.
K. Edw. But whither shall we then ?
Hast. To Lyn, my Lord,
Glo. Well guess’d, believe me, for that was my
wick's frown ; And pray that I may repossess the crown. (Exeunt.
Changes to the Tower in London. Enter King Henry, Clarence, Warwick, Somerset,
young Richmond, Oxford, Montague, and Lieutenant of the Tower. Henry. R. Lieutenant, now that God and
friends Have shaken Edward from the regal seat, And turn's my captive state to liberty, My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys, At our enlargement what are thy due fees? Lieu. Subjects may challenge nothing of their fo
vereigns, But if an humble prayer may prevail, I then crave pardon of your Majesty.
K. Henry. For what, lieutenant? for well using me? Nay, be thou sure, I'll well requite thy kindness, For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure, Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds Conceive, when after many moody thoughts, At last, by notes of hourhold harmony, They quite forget their loss of liberty.
-But Warwick, after God, thou seteft me free,
War. Your grace has still been fam'd for virtuous,
Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway,
War. And I chuse Clarence only for protector.
Now join your hands and with your hands, your hearts;
War. What answers Clarence to his fov'reign's will ?
Clar. That he confents, if Warwick yield consent; For on thy fortune I repofe myself. War. Why then, though loth, yet must I be content:
few men rightly temper when finding himself unfortuwith the fars;] I fuppofe nate he gave the management of the meaning is, that few men publick affairs, to more prospe- , conform their temper to their de
rous hands. ftiny, which King Henry did,
We'll yoke together, like a double shadow
Clar. What else? and that succession be determin’d,
K. Hinry. But with the first of all our chief affairs, Let me intreat, for I command no more, That Margaret your Queen and my son Edward Be fenc for, to return from France with speed. For till I see them here, by doubtful fear My joy of liberty is half eclips'd.
Clar. It mall be done, my lov'reign, with all speed.
K. Henry. My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that, Of whom you seem to have so tender care?
Som. My Liege, it is young Henry, Earl of Richmond. K. Henry. Come hither, England's hope: if secret powers
[Lays his hand on bis bead. Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, * This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss, His looks are full of peaceful majesty, His head by nature frani'd to wear a crown, His hand to wield a scepter, and himself Likely in time to bless a regal throne. Make much of him, my Lords ; for this is he Must help you more, than you are hurt by me,
Enter a Poft. · War. What news, my friend?
Polt. That Edward is escaped from your brother, And Aed, as he hears since, to Burgundy.
* This pretty lad.] He was Shakespeare knew his trade. Hen. afterwards Henry VII.
was Grandfather to who put an end to the civil Queen Elizabeth, and the King war of the two houses, but not from whom James inherited. pilierwise remarkable for virtue.
War. Unsavory news ; but how made he escape ?
Post. He was convey'd by Richard Duke of Glofter,
War. My brother was too careless of his charge.
Manet Somerset, Richmond, and Oxford.
Oxf. Ay, for if Edward re poffefs the crown:
Som. It shall be fo; he shall to Britany.
Changes to York,