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King HENRY VI,
With the Death of the
DUKE of YORK.
Printed in the YEAR 1709.
Duke of Somerset,
Earl of Northumberland,
ING Henry VI.
Edward, Son to the King, and Prince of Wales.
Earl of Richmond, a Youth, afterwards King Henry VII.
Richard, Duke of York.
Edward, Eldest Son to the Duke of York, afterwards King Edward IV,
Richard, Duke of Gloucefter, third Son to the Duke of York, afterwards
King Richard III.
Edmund, Earl of Ruland, youngest Son to the Duke of York.
Duke of Norfolk,
Lords of King Henry's fide.
Earl of Warwick,
of the Duke of York's Party.
Sir John Mortimer,
Sir Hugh Mortimer,
Sir William Stanley, afterwards Earl of Derby.
Lewis, King of France.
Unkles to the Duke of York.
Sir John Montgomery.
Bona, Sifter to the French King.
Lady Gray, Widow of Sir Richard Gray, afterwards Queen to Ed
Soldiers and other Attendants on King Henry, and King Edward.
In Part of the Third At the SCENE is laid in France, during all the rest of the Play in England.
The Third PART of
King HENRY VI
Alarum. Enter Duke of York, Edward, Richard, Norfolk, Mountague, Warwick, and Soldiers.
Wonder how the King efcap'd our Hands? York. While we purfu'd the Horsemen of the North,
He flily ftole away, and left his Men: Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland, Whose warlike Ears could never brook ReChear'd up the drooping Army, and himself, (treat, Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford all a-breaft, Charg'd our main Battel's Front; and breaking in, Were by the Swords of common Soldiers flain.
Edw. Lord Stafford's Father, Duke of Buckingham, Is either flain or wounded dangerous.
I cleft his Beaver with a downight blow:
Mount. And, Brother, here's the Earl of Wiltshire's Blood, Whom I encountred as the Battels join'd.
Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them what I did. VOL. IV.
York. Richard hath best deferv'd of all my Sons :
Norf. Such hope have all the Line of John of Gaunt.
Norf. We'll all affift you; he that flies fhall die.
War. And when the King comes, offer him no violence, Unless he seek to thrust you out by force.
York. The Queen this day here holds her Parliament,
Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's ftay within this House.
York. Then leave me not, my Lords, be refolute, I mean to take poffeffion of my Right.
War. Neither the King, nor he that loves him best, The proudest He that holds up Lancaster. Dares ftir a Wing, if Warwick thake his Bells. I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dare: Refolve thee Richard, claim the English Crown. Enter King Henry, Clifford, Northumberland, Weftmorland, Exeter, and others.
K. Henry. My Lords, look where the sturdy Rebel fits, Even in the Chair of State; belike he means, Back'd by the Power of Warwick, that falfe Peer, To afpire unto the Crown, and Reign as King. Earl of Northumberland, he flew thy Father,
And thine, Lord Clifford, and you have both vow'd revenge On him, his Sons, his Favourites, 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, fhall we fuffer this? Let's pluck him down. My Heart for anger burns, I cannot brook ir.
K. Henry. Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmorland.
North. Well haft thou fpoken, Coufin be it fo.
Weft. But when the Duke is flain, they'll quickly fly.
Thou factious Duke of York, defcend my Throne,
York, Henry I am thine.
Exe. For fhame come down, he made thee Duke of York.
York. It was my Inheritance, as the Earldom was.
Clif. Whom should he follow, but his natural King?
War. And Warwick fhall difprove it. You forget, That we are those which chas'd you from the Field, And flew your Fathers, and with Colours spread March'd threw the City to the Palace Gates.