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Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;
This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss. For now we owe allegiance unto Ilenry. [king,
His looks are full of peaceful majesty;

K. Edw. But, master inayor, it llenry be your His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown,

Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York. His hand to wield a sceptre; and himself 5 Mayor. True, my good lord; I know you for Likely, in time, to bless a regal throne. Make much of him, my lords; for this is he, K. Edrs. Why, and I challenge nothing but my Must help you more ian you are hurt by me.

dukedom; Enter a Post.

As being well content with that alone. War. What news, my friend ?

Gl. But, when the tox has once got in his pose, Post. ThatEdward is escaped from your brother, He'll soon find means to make the body follow. And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy,

[ Aside. War.Unsavoury news: But how made he escape Hast. Why, master mayor, why stand you in Post. He was convey'd by RicharddukeofGloster,

a doubt? And the lord Hastings, who attended him 15 Open the gates, we are king Henry's friends. In secret ambush on the forest side,

layor. Ay, say you so ? the gates shall then And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him ;

be open'd.

[He di scends. For hunting was his daily exercise.

Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded soon! War. My brotherwas toocareless of his charge.-- Hast. The good old man would fain that all But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide 20

were well, A salve for any sore that may betide. [Ereunt. So 'twere not ’long of bim: but, being enter'd,

Manent Somerset, Richmond, and Oxford. I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade Som. My lord, I like not this flight of Ed- Both him, and all his brothers, unto reason. ward's:

Re-enter the Playor und truo Aldermen, below. For, doubtless, Burgundy will yield him help: 25 K. Edw. So, master mayor: these gates must And we shall have more wars, Hefore 't be long.

not be shut, As Henry's late presaging prophecy [inond; But in the night, or in the time of war. Did glad my heart, with hope of this young Rich- What! tear not, man, but yield me up the keys; So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts

[Takes his keys. What may befall him, to his harm, and ours: 30 For Edward will defend the town, and thee, Therefore, lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, And all those friends that deign to follow me. Forthwith we'll send him hence to Britany, Allurch. Enter Montgomery, with a Drum and 'Till storms be past of civil enmity.

Soldiers. Oxf. Ay: for, if Edward re-possess the crown, Glo. Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery, 'Tislike, that Richmond with the rest shall down. 35 Our trusty triend, unless I be deceiv’d. [in arnis? Som, It shall be so; he shall to Britany.

K.EdUWelcome, Sir John! But why come you Come, therefore, let's about it speedily. Exeunt. Montg. To help kingEdwardin his time of storm, SCENE VII.

1s every loyal subjecé ought to do. (now forget York.

Ki Eiz.. Thanks.goou Montgomery: Lut we Enter King Edward, Gloster, Hæstings and Scldiers. 10 Our title to the crown; and only claiin K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, lord llastings, Our dukedom, 'till God please io send the rest.. and the rest;

Monly. Then fare you well, for I will hence Yet thus far fortune inaketb uş amends,

again; And says that once more I shall interchange I came to serve a king, and not a dukr.My wained state for Henry's regal crown. 45 Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. Well have we pass'd, and now repass'd the seas.

[The drum begins al march. And brought desired help from Burgundy: K.Ed.:. Nay, stay, Sir John, a while; and What then remains, we being thus arriv'd

we'll debate', From Ravenspurg haven before the gates of York, By what safe incans the crown may be recover'd.. But that we enter, as into our dukedom? [this; 50 rontg. What talk you of debating? in few words,

Glo. The gates made fast!--Brother, I like not If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, For many men, that stumble at the threshold, I'll leave you to your fortune; and be gone, Are well foretold that danger lurks within. To keep then back that come to succour you: K. Edw.Tush, man! abodements must not now Why should we tight, if you pretend no title: allright us:

55 Glo. Why, brother, wberefore stand you on pice By fair or foul means we must enterin,

points?

(inake our claim a Forhither will our friends repair to us. (inon them. K. Edı:. When we grow stronger, then we'll

Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more, to sum- 'Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning. Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his Hast. Away with scrupulous wit! now arms Brethren.

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(crowns. Mayor. My lords, we were forewarned of your Glo. And fearless minds climb soonest unto coming,

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The bruit' thereof will bring you many friends. Or modest Dian, circled with her nymphs,

K. Edw. Then be it as you will: for’tis my right, Shall rest in London, 'till we come to him.And Henry but usurps the diadem. [himselt; Fair lords, take leave, and stand not to reply:Montg. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like Farewell, my sovereign.

(true hope. And now will I be Edward's champiou.

K.Heiry. Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's Hast. Sound, trumpet; Edward shall be here Clar. In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand. proclaim’d:

K. Henry. Well-minded Clarence, be thou forCome, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation.

tunate!

[leave. [Flourish. Mont. Comfort, my lord ;—and so I take my Sold. [reads] Edward the fourth, by the grace 10 Oxf:[Kissing Henry'shand. ] And thus I seal my Of God, king of England and France, and lord of

truth, and bid adieu.

[tague, Ireland, &c.

K. Henry. Sweet Oxford, and my loving MonMont. And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's And all at once, once more a happy farewell. By this I challenge him to single fight. [right,

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War. Farewell, sweet lords; let's meet at Co(Throws drun his gauntlet. 15 ventry. All. Long live Edward the fourth!

[ExeuntWarwick,Clarence,Oxford,and Alontague. K. Edw. Ihanks, brave Montgomery ;-and K. Henry. Here at the palace will I rest a while. thanks unto you all.

Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship? If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness. Methinks, the power, that Edward hath in field, Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York; 20 Should not be able to encounter inine. And, when the morning sun shall raise his car, Exe. The doubt is, that he will seduce the rest. Above the border of this horizon,

K. Henry. That's not my fear, my meed hath We'll forward towards Warwick, and his mates;

got me fame: For well I wot that Henry is no soldier.- I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands, Ah, froward Clarence!—howevil it beseems thee, 25 Nor posted of their suits with slow delays; To Hatter Henry, and forsakethy brother! [wicki My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds, Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thet and War- My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griess, Come on, brave soldiers; doubt not of the day; My mercy dry'd their water-flowing tears: And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay. I have not been desirous of their wealth,

[Exeunt. 30 Nor much oppress’d them with great subsidies, SCENE VIII.

Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd; London.

Then why should they loveEdward more than me? Erter King Henry, Warwick, Clarence, Mon- No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace: tague, Exeter, and Oxfird.

And, when the lion fawns upon the lamb, War. What counsel, lords? Edward fromBelgia, 35 The lamb will never cease to follow him. With hasty Germans, and blunt Hollanders,

[Shout within. A Lancaster! a Lancaster! Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas, Exe.Hark,hark,my lord! what shouts are these? And with his troops doth march amain to London; Enter King Edward, Gloster, and Soldiers. And many giddy people flock to him. again. K. Edw. Seize on the shame-fac'd Henry, bear

K. Henry. Let's levy men, and beat him back 40 him hence, Clar. A little fire is quickly trodden out; And once again proclaim us king of England.Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench. You are the fount, that makessmall brooks to flow :

War. In Warwickshire I have true-hearted Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry, Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war; [friends, And swell so much the higher by their ebb.-Those will I muster up and thou, son CĪarence, 45 Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak. Sbalt stir in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent,

[Exeunt some with King Henry. The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:- And, lords, towardsCoventry bend weour course, Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham, Where peremptory Warwick now remains ; Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shalt lind l'he sun shines hot, anıl, if we use delay, Menwellinclin’dtohear what thou command'st:— 50 Cold biting winter mars our hop'd-for hay. And thou, brave Oxford, wond'rous well belov'd, Glo. Away betimes, before his forces join, In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.- And take the great-grown traitor unawares: My sovereign, with the loving citizens,- Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry. Like to ais island, girt in with the ocean,

[Exeunt.

ACT V.
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1 Mes. Bythisat Dunsmore, marchinghitherward. Before the Town of Cocentry.

War. How far off is our brother Montague ?Enter Warwick, the Mayor of Coventry, trvo Mes-60 Where is the post that came from Montague ? sengers, and others, upon the walls.

2 Mes. By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop. War. WHERE is the post, that came fronı

Enter Sir John Somerville. ?

War. Say, Somerville, what saysmy loving son? How far bence is thy lord, mine honest fellow? And, by thy guess, how nigh is Clarence now:

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And do expect him here some two hours hence. War. O chearful colours ! see, where Oxford
War. Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his druin.

comes !
Somero. It is not his, my lord; here Southam lies; O.rf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!
The drum your honour hears, marcheth from ; Glo. The gates are open, let us enter too.
Warwick.

(triends. K.Edw. So other foes may set upon our backs. War. Who should that be? belike, unlook'd-for Stand we in good artay; for they, no doubt, Somero. They are at hand, and you shall Will issue out again, and bid us battle : quickly know.

If not, the city being of small defence, March. Flourish. Enter King Edward, Gloster, 10 We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same. and Soldiers.

War.0,welcome,Oxford! for we want thy help. K. Edw. Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound Enter Montague, with drum and colours. a parley.

Mont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster! Glo. See, how the surly Warwick mans the wall. Gl). Thou and thy brother both shall buy this · War. Oh, unbid spight! is sportful Edward 15 treason come?

Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduc'd, K.Edw.The harder match'd, the greatervictory; That we could hear no news of his repair? My mind presageth happy gain, and conquest. K. Edw. Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the Enter Somerset, with drum and colours. city gatos,

20 Som. Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster ! Speak gentle words,and humbly bend thy knee?- Glo. Two of thy name, both dukes of Somerset, Call Edward-king, and at his hands beg mercy,

Have sold their lives unto the house of York ; And he shall pardon thee these outrages. (hence, And thou shalt be the third, if this sword hold.

War. Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces Enter Clarence, with drum and colours. Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee down?-25 War. And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps Call Warwick-patron, and be penitent,

along, And thou shalt still remain the duke of York. Of force enough to bid his brother battle ; Glo. I thought, at least he would have said the With whom an upright zeal to right prevails, king;

More than the nature of a brother's love: [calls. Or did he make the jest against his will? 30 Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt if Warwick

War. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? [A parley is sounded; Richard and Clarence whisGlo. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give; per together; and then Clarence iakeskis red rose I'll do thee service for so good a gift.

out of his hat, and throws it at Warwick. War. 'Twas I, that gave the kingdom to thy Clar. Father of Warwick, know you what this brother. wick's gift. 33

means? K. Edw. Why, then 'tis mine, if but by War- Look here, I throw my infamy at thee:

War. Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight: I will not ruinate my tather's house,
And, weakling, Warwick takes his gitt again; Who gave his blood to lime the stones together,
And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject. 1.Ind set up Lancaster. Why,trow'st thou, Warwick,
K. Edw. But Warwick's king is Edward's 40 That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt', unnatural,
prisoner:

To bend the fatal instruments of war
And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this,- Against his brother, and his lawful king?.
What is the body, when the head is off ?

Perhaps, thou wilt object my holy oath: .
Glo. Alas, that Warwick had no more fore-cast, To keep that oath, were more impiety
But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten, 45 Than Jephthah's when he sacrific'd his daughter:
The king was slily finger'd from the deck!! I am so sorry for my trespass, made,
You left poor Henry at the bishop's palace, That, to deserve well at iny brother's hands,
And, ten to one, you'll meet hini in the Tower. I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe;

K. Edw. 'Tisevenso; yet you are Warwick still. With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee, Glo. Come, Warwick, take the time, kneel 50 (As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad) down, kneel down.

l'o plague thee for thy foul misleading me. Nay, when? strike now, or else the iron cools. Ind so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee,

War. I had rather chop this hand off at a blow, lud to my brother turn my blushing cheeks. And with the other fling it at thy face,

Pardon nie, Edward, I will make a nends; Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee. 55 And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults, K. Edw. Sail how thou canst, have wind and For I will henceforth be no more unconstant. tide thy friend;

K. Edw. Now welcome more, and ten times This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair,

more belov'd, Shall, whiles thy head is warm, and new cut off, Than if thou never hadst deserv'd our hate. [like. Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood, -60 Glo. Welcome, good Clarence; this is brotherWind-changing Warwick now can change no more. Wur. O passing * traitor, perjur'd and unjust !

? A pack of cards was anciently, and is still in Staffordshire, term'd a deck of cards. * i.e. to cement the stones. Lime makes mortar. Stupid, insensible of fraternal fondness. • i.e. emiKent, egregious.

X. Edw.

K. Edw. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the And said,-Commend me to my valiant brother. town, and fight?

And more he would have said; and more he spoke Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears? Which sounded like a clamour'in a vault,

War. Alas, I am not coop'd here for defence: That could not be distinguisb’d; but, at last, I will away towards Barnet presently,

3 I well might hear deliver'd with a groan,And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou dar'st. O, farewell, Warwick! K. Edw. Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and War. Sweet rest his soul!-leads the way:

Fly, lords, and save yourselves; for Warwick bids Lords, to the field ; Saint George, and victory! You all farewell, to meet in heaven. [Dies.

Excunt. 10 Oxf.Away,away,tomeet the queen's great power! March. Warwick and his company follow.

[They bear away his body, and Exeunt.

SCENE III.
SCENE' II.

Another Part of the Field.
A Field of Battle near Barnet.

Flourish. Enter King Edward in triumph; with Alarum and Excursions. Enter Edward, bring-15 Gloster, Clarence, and the rest. ing forth Warwick wounded.

K. Edw. Thus far our fortune keeps an upward K. Edzv. So, lie thou there: die thou, and die

course, our fear;

And we are grac'd with wreaths of victory. For Warwick was a bug', that fear'd' us all. But, in the midst of this bright-shining day, Sow, Montague, sit fast ; I seek for thee, 201 spy a black, suspicious, threat'ning cloud, That Warwick's bones may keep thine company: That will encounter with our glorious sun,

Exil. Ere he attain his easeful western bed: Far. Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend, 10 mean, my lords,-those powers that the queen or foe,

Hath rais'd in Gallia, have arriv'd our coast, And tell me, who is victor, York, or Warwick? |25|And, as we hear, march on to fight with us. Why ask Ithat? my mangled body shows,[shows, Clar. A little gale will soon disperse that cloud, My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart And blow it to the source from whence it came: That I must yield my body to the earth, l'hy very beams will dry those vapours up; And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe. For every cloud engenders not a storm. Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge, 130. Glo. The queen is valu'd thirty thousand strong, Whose arıs gave shelter to the princely eagle, And Somerset, with Oxford, fled to her; l'nder whose shade the ramping lion slept; If she have time to breathe, be well assur'd, Whosetopbranchover-peer'dJove'sspreadingtree. Her faction will be full as strong as ours.

, And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind. K. Edw.Weare advertis'd by ourloving friends, These eyes, that now are dimm’d with deaths 35 That they do hold their coursetowards Tewksbury: black veil,

We, having now the best at Barnet field, Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun, Will thither straight, for willingness rids way; To search the secret ircasons of the world: And, as we march, our strength will be augmented The wrinkles in my brows, now fill'd with blood, In every county as we go along.Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres; 10 strike up the drum: cry-Courage! and away. For who liv'd king, but I could dig his grave?

[Excunt. And whodurst smile,when Warwich bent hisbrowi

SCENE IV. Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!

Tewksbury. My parks, my walks, my manors that I had, Jarch. Enter the Queen, Prince of Wales, SomerEven now forsake me; and, of all my lands, 45

set, Orford, and Soldiers. Is nothing left me, but my body's length!

Queen. Great lords, wise inen ne'er sit and wail Why, what is poinp, rule, reign, but earthand dust:

their loss, And, live we how we can, yet die we must. But chearly seek how to redress their harms. Enter Oxford and Somerset.

What though the mast be now blown over-board, : Som. Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as 50 The cable broke, our holding anchor lost, we are,

And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood? We might recover all our loss again! (power; Yet lives our pilot still: Is't meet, that he The queen from France hath brought a puissant should leave the helm, and, like a fearful lad, Even now we heard the news: Ah,couldst thou fly! With tearfuleyes add water to the sea, [much;

War. Why,thenIwouldnot fly.-Ah, Montague, 55 And give more strength to that which hath too If thou be there, sweet brother, take my hand, Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the rock, And with thy lips keep in niy soul a while ! Which industry and courage might have sav'd? Thou lov'st me not; for, brother, if thou didst, Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this ! Thy tears would wash this cold congealed blood, Say, Warwick was our anchor; What of that? That glews my lips, and will not let me speak. 160 And Montague our top-mast; What of him? Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead." (last ; Ourslaughter'd friends the tackles; What ofthese!

Som. Ah, Warwick, Nontague hath breath'd his Why, is not Oxford here, another anchor? And to the latest gasp, cry'd out for Warwick, And Somerset another goodly inast ? Bug means a bugbear. ? i. e. which made us all fear. : i.e. a clamour of tongues. Ss 3

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The friends of France our shrouds and tacklings? My tears gainsay'; for every word I speak,
And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I Yésee, I drink the water of mine eyes. [vereign,
for once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge ? Therefore, no more but this:-Henry, your so-
We will not from the helm, to sit and weep; [no, Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd,
But keep our course, though the rough winds say- 5 His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain,
From shelves and rocksthat threatenuswithwreck. His statutes cancell’d, and his treasure spent;
As good to chide the waves, as speak them fair. And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil.
And what is Edward, but a ruthless sea? You fight in justice: then, in God's name, lords,
What Clarence, but a quick-sand of deceit?, Be valiant, and give signal to the fight.
And Richard, but a ragged fatal rock? 10[Both parties goout. Alarum. Retreat. Excursions.
All these the enemies to our poor bark.

SCENE V.
Say, you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while: Enter King Edrward, Gloster, Clarence, &c. The
Tread on the sand; wiy, there you quickly sink: Queen, Oxford, and Somerset, prisoners.
Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off, K. Edw. Lo, herea period of tumultuous broils.
Or else you famish, that's a threefold death. 15 Away with Oxford to Hammes' Castle straight:
This speak 1, lords, to let you understand, For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
In case some one of you would fly from us, Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak.
That there's no hop’d-for mercy with the brothers, Oxf. For iny part, I'll not trouble thee with
More than with ruthless waves, with sands, and

words.

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Som. Nor I, but stoop with patience to my Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided,

[E.reunt Oxford and Somerset, guarded. 'Twere childish weakness to lament, or fear. Queen. So part we sadly in this troublous world,

Prince. Methinks, a woman of this valiant spirit to meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem. Should, if a coward heard her speak these words, K. Edw. Is proclamation made,—that, who Infuse his breast with magnanimity,

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finds Edward, And make him, naked, foil a man at arms. Shall have a high reward, and he his life? I speak not this, as doubting any here:

Glo. It is,and, 1o, where youthfulEdward comes, For, did I but suspect a fearful man,

Enter Soldiers with the Prince. He should have leave to go away betimes :

K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him Lest, in our need, he might infect another,

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speak: And make him of like spirit to himself.

What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?If any such be here, as God forbid !

Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make, Let him depart, before we need his help. For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects, Oxf. Women and children of so high a courage !

And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to? And warriors faint! why,'twereperpetualshame.—35 Prince. Speak like a subject, proud ambitious O brave young prince! thy fainous grandfather

York! Doth live again in thee! Long may'st thou live, Suppose, that I am now my father's mouth; To bear his image, and renew his glories ! Resign thy chair, and, where I stand, kneel thou,

Som. And he that will not fight for such a hope, Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee, Go home to bed, and, like the owl by day, 40 Which, traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to, If he arise, be inock’d and wonder'd at. [thanks. Queen. Ah, that thy father had been so resolv'd!

Queen. Thanks,gentleSomerset;-sweetOxford, Glo. That you might still have worn the petPrince. And take his thanks, that yet hath no

ticoat, thing else.

And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster. Enter a Messenger.

15 Prince. Let Æsop? fable in a winter's night ; Aless. Prepare you,lords, for Edward is at hand) His currish riddles sort not with this place. Ready to night; therefore be resolute.

Glo. By leaven, brat, I'll plague you for that Oxf. I thought no less: it is his policy,

word.

[men. To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided.

Queen. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to Som. But he's deceiv’d, we are in readiness. 150 Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive Queen. This cheers iny heart, to see your for

scold.

(rather, wardness.

[buge. Prince. Nay,take away this scoldingcrook-back Oxf; Here pitch our battle, hence we will not K. Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your March. Enter King Edward, Gloster, Clarence,

tongue. and Soldiers, on the other side of the stage.

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Clar. Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert. K. Edw. Brave followers, yonder stands the Prince. I know my duty, you are all undutiful: thorny wood,

Lascivious Edward, -andthouperjur'dGeorge, Which,hytheheavens'assistanceandyourstrength, And thou mishapen Dick,-l tell ye all, Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night. I am your better, traitors as ye are; I need not add more fuel to your fire,

60 And thou usurp’st my father's right and mine. For, well I wot, ye blaze to burn them out: K. Edit. Take that, thou likeness of this railer Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords.

here?

[Stabs kim. Queen. Lords, knights, and gentlemen, what Glo.Sprawi'st thou? take that, to end thy agony:

[Glo stabs him. • To gainsay is to deny, to contradict. 2 The Prince calls Richard, for his crookedness, sop. j.e. Tuou that resemblist thy railing mother.

should say,

Clar.

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