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That we are those which chased you from the field 90
And slew your fathers, and with colours spread
March'd through the city to the palace gates.

North. Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief;
And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it.

West. Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons,
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, Warwick, such a messenger
As shall revenge his death before I stir.

100 War. Poor Clifford! how I scoru his worthless threats!

York. Will you we show our title to the crown?
If not, our sword shall plead it in the field.

K. Hlen. 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 seized upon their towns and provinces.

War. Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all. 110

K. Hen. 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, you

lose. Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head.

Elv. Sweet father, do so; set it on your head.

Mont. Good brother, as thou lovest and honourest arms, Let's fight it out and not stand cavilling thus.

Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly.
York. Sons, peace!
K. Hen. Peace, thou! and give King Ilenry leave to

War. Plantagenet shall speak first: hear him, lords;
And be you silent and attentive too,
For he that interrupts him shall not live.
K, Ilen. Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly

Wherein my grandsire 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 sorrow,
Shall be my winding-sheet. Why faint you, lords?
My title's good, and better far than his.

War. Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king.
K. llen. Henry the Fourth by conquest got the crown.
York. 'Twas by rebellion against his kivg.

K. Hen. [Aside] I know not what to say; my title's

weak. Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir?

York. What then?

K. llen. An 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.

140 York. Ile rose against him, being his sovereign, And made him to resiun his crown perforce.

War. Suppose, my lords, lie did it unconstrain’d, Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown?

Ere. No; for he could not so resign his crown But that the next heir should succeed and reign.

K. Hen. Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter? Ere. His is the righi, and therefore pardon me. York. Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not? Ere. My conscience iells me he is lawful king. 150 K. llen. (Axude] All will revolt from me, and turn to him. North. Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st, Think not that Henry shall be so deposcd.

War. Deposed he shall be, in despite of all.

North. Thou art deceived: 'lis not thy southern power, Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent, Which makes thee thus presumptuons and proud, Can set the duke up in despite of me.

Clif: King Henry, bc thy title right or wrong, Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence:

160 May that ground gape and swallow me alive, Where I shall kncel to him that slew my father!

K. llen. O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart! York. JIenry of Lancaster, resign thy crown. What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords?

War. Do right unto this princely Duke of York, Or I will fill the house with armed men,

And over the chair of state, where now he sits, i Write up his title with usurping blood.

[Ile stamps with his foot, and the Soldiers shor themselres. K. Hen. My Lord of Warwick, hear me but one word: Let me for this my life-time reign as king.

171 York. Confirm ihe crown to me and to mine heirs, And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou livest.

king. I am content: Richard Plantagenet, Enjoy the kingdom after my decease.

Clif. What wrong is this into the prince your son!
War. What good is this to England und himself!
West. Busc, fcarful and despairing Henry!

C'if. How hast thou injured both thyself and us!
West. I cannot stay to hear these articles.

180 North. Nor I. Clif. Comc, cousin, let us tell the queen these news.

West. Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king, In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides.

North. Be thou a prey unto the house of York, And die in bands for this unmanly deed!

Clif. Ia dreadful war mayst thou be overcoine, Or live in peace abandon'd and despised!

[Ereunt North., Clifl., and West. War. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not. Eve. They seek revenge and therefore will not yield. K. Hen. Ah, Exeter!

191 War.

Why should you sigli, my lord? K. Hen. Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but my son, Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. But be ii as it may: I here entail The crown to thee and to thine heirs for ever; Conditionally, that here thou take an oath To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, To honour me as thy king and sovereign, And neither by treason nor hostility To seek to put me down and reign thyself.

200 York. This oath I willingly take and will perform.

War. Long live King Henry! Plantagenet, embrace him.

K. Hen. And long live thou and these thy forward sons!
York. Now York and Lancaster are reconciled.
Exe. Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes!

[Sennet. Here they come down.
York. Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle.
War. And I'll keep London with my soldiers.
Norf: And I to Norfolk with my followers.
Mont. And I unto the sea from whence I came.

[Ereint York and his Sons, Warwick, Norfolk, Montague, their Soldiers, and Attendants. K. Hen. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court. 210 Enter QUEEN MARGARET and the PRINCE OF WALES. Ere. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her

anger: I'll steal away. K. Hen. Exeter, so will I.

Mar. Nay, go not from me; I will follow thce.

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yar. Who can be patient in such extremes?

Ah, wretched man! would I had died a maid,
And never seen thee, never borne tice son,
Seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father!
Hath he deserved to lose his birthright thus?
Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I,

Or felt that pain which I did for him once,
Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood,
Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there,
Rather than liave made that savage duke thine heir
And disinherited thive only son.

Prince. Father, you cannot disiplcrit me: If you be king, why should not I succeed?

K. Hen. Pardon me, Margaret; pardon mc, sweet son: The Earl of Warwick and the duke enforced me. R. Mar. Enforced thee! art thou king, and wilt be forced ?

230 I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch! Thou hast undone thyself, thy son and ine; And given unto the liouse of York such head As thou shalt reign but by their sufferánce. To entail him and his heirs unto the crown, What is it, but to make thy sepulchre And creep into it far before thiy time? Warwick is chancellor and the lord of Calais; Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas; The duke is made protector of the realın;

240 And yet thou shalt be safe? such safety tinds The trembling lamb environed with wolves. Had I been there, which am a silly woman, The soldiers should have toss'd me on their pikes Before I would have granted 10 that act. But thou preferr'st thy life before thine lionour: And seeing thou dost, I here divorce myself Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed, Until that act of parliament be repeal'd Whereby my son is disinherited,

The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours
Will follow mine, if once they see them spread;
And spread they shall be, to thy foul disgrace
And utter ruin of the house of York.
Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away;
Our army is ready; come, we'll after them.

K. Hen. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me spcak.
Q. Mar. Thou bast spoke too much already: get thee

gone. K. Hen. Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me? l. Mar. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies. 260

Prince. When I return with victory from the field
I'll see your grace: till then I'll follow her.
Q. Mar. Come, son, away; we may not linger thus.

[Ereunt Queen Margaret and the Prince.
K. Hen. Poor queen! how love to me and to her son
Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
Revenged may she be on that hateful duke,
Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle
Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!
The loss of those three lords torments my heart: 270
I'll write unto them and entreat them fair.
Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger.

Exe. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all. [Exeunt.

SCENE II. Sandal Castle.
Rich. Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave.
Edio. No, I can better play the orator.
Mont. But I have reasons strong and forcible.

Enter the DUKE OF YORK.
York. Why, how now, sons and brother! at a strife?
What is your quarrel? how began it first?

Edu. No quarrel, but a slight contention.
York. About what?

Rich. About that which concerns your grace and us;
The crown of England, father, which is yours.

York. Mine, boy? not till King Henry be dead. 10 Rich. Your right depends not on his \ife or death.

Elio. Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it now: By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe, It will outrun you, father, in the end.

York. I took an oath that he should quietly reign.

Elo. But for a kingdom any oath may be broken:
I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year.
Rich. No; God forbid your grace should be forsworn.
York. I shall be, if I claim by open war.
Rich. I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak. 20
York. Thou canst not, son; it is impossible.

Rich. An oath is of no moment, being not took
Before a true and lawful magistrate,
That had authority over him that swears:
Henry had none, but did usurp the place;
Theu, sceing 'twiis he that made you to depose,

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