War.
I wonder, how the king escap'd our hands.

Yor.
While we pursu'd the horsemen of the north,
He slily stole away, and left his men:
Whereat the great lord of Northumberland,
Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford, and lord Stafford, all a-breast,
Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking in,
Were by the swords of ^note common soldiers slain.

Edw.
Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buckingham,
Is either slain, or wounded dang'rously: ^note
I cleft his beaver with a downright blow;
That this is true, father, ^note behold his blood. [shewing his bloody Sword.

Mou.
And, brother, here's the earl of Wiltshire's blood, [to Warwick, shewing his.

Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd.

Ric.
Speak thou for me, and tell them what I did. [shewing Somerset's Head.

Yor.
Richard hath best deserv'd of all my sons.—
Is ^note your grace dead,14Q0834 my lord of Somerset?

Nor.
Such end have ^note all the line of John of Gaunt!

Ric.
Thus do I hope to shake king Henry's head. [shakes, and throws it away.

War.
And so do I.—Victorious prince of York,
Before I see thee seated in that throne
Which now the house of Lancaster usurps,
I vow by heaven, these eyes shall never close.
This is the palace of the fearful king, [drawing towards the Throne.
And this the regal seat: possess it, York;
For it is ^note thine, and not king Henry's heirs'.

Yor.
Assist me then, sweet Warwick, and I will;
For hither are we broken ^note in by force.

Nor.
We'll all assist you; he, that flies, shall die.

Yor.
Thanks, gentle Norfolk.—Stay by me, my lords;—
And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night.

War.
And, when the king comes, offer him no violence,
Unless he seek to put us out ^note by force. [to the Soldiers, who retire.

Yor.
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.

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

War.
The bloody parliament shall this be call'd,
Unless Plantagenet, duke of York, be king;
And bashful Henry depos'd, whose cowardise
Hath made us by-words to our enemies.

Yor.
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 ^note holds up Lancaster,
Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells.
I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who ^note dares:— [putting him in the Throne.
Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown. Flourish. Enter King Henry, attended; Duke of Exeter, Earl of Northumberland, Earl of Westmoreland, Lord Clifford, and Others, with red Roses in their Hats.

Kin.
My lords, look where ^note the sturdy rebel sits,
Even in the chair of state! belike, he means,
(Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer)
To aspire unto the crown, and reign as king.—
Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father;—
And thine, lord Clifford; and you both have vow'd
Revenge on him, his sons, his favourers. ^note

Nor^th.
If I be not, heavens, be reveng'd on me!

Cli.
The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel.

Wes.
What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him ^note down:
My heart for anger burns, I cannot brook ^note it.

Kin.
Be patient, gentle earl of Westmoreland.

Cli.
Patience is for poltroons, and ^note such as † he ^note:
He durst not sit there, had your father liv'd.
My gracious lord, here in the parliament
Let us assail the family of York.

Nor^th.
Well hast thou spoken, cousin; be it so.

Kin.
Ah, know you not, the city favours them,
And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?

Exe.
But, when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly. ^note

Kin.
Far be it from the thoughts of ^note Henry's heart,
To make a shambles of the parliament house!
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words, and threats,
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.—
Thou factious duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
I am thy ^note sovereign.

Yor.
Thou'rt deceiv'd ^note, I am thine.

Exe.
For shame, come down; he made thee duke of York.

Yor.
'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was ^note.

Exe.
Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

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

Cli.
Whom should he follow, but his natural king?

War.
True, Clifford; and ^note that's Richard, duke of York.

Kin.
And shall I stand, and thou sit ^note in my throne?

Yor.
It must and shall be so, content thyself. ^note

War.
Be duke of Lancaster, let him be king.

Wes.
He is both king and duke of Lancaster;
And that the lord of Westmoreland shall maintain.

War.
And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget,
That we are those, which chac'd you from the field,
And slew your fathers, and with colours spread
March'd through the city to the palace-gates.

Nor^th.
Yes, Warwick, ^note I remember't to my grief;
And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it.

Wes.
Plantagenet, of thee, and these thy ^note sons,
Thy kinsmen, and thy friends, I'll have more lives,
Than drops of blood were in my father's veins.

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

War.
Poor Clifford! how I scorn his ^note worthless threats!

Yor.
Will you, we shew our title to the crown?
If not, our ^note swords shall plead it in the field.

Kin.
What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown?
Thy father ^note was,14Q0835 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, sith thou ^note hast lost it all.

Kin.
The lord protector lost it, and not I;
When I was crown'd, I was but nine months old.

Ric.
You are old enough now, and yet (methinks) you lose:—
Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head.

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

Mou.
Good brother, [to War.] as thou lov'st and honour'st arms,
Let's fight it out, and not stand cavilling thus.

Ric.
Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly.

Yor.
Sons, peace ^note!

Kin.
Peace thou ^note! and give 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.

Kin.
Think'st thou, that I will leave my kingly throne,
Wherein my grandsire, and my father, sat?
No: first shall war unpeople this my realm;
Ay, and their ^note colours—often born 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.
But ^note prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king.

Kin.
Henry the fourth by conquest got the crown.

Yor.
'Twas by rebellion against his king ^note.

&clquo;Kin.
&clquo;I know not what to say; my title's weak.&crquo;
Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir?

Yor.
What then?

Kin.
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.

Yor.
He rose against him, being his sovereign,
And made him to resign the crown ^note perforce.

War.
Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd,
Think you, 'twere prejudicial to the crown ^note?

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

Kin.
Art thou against us, duke of Exeter?

Exe.
His is the right, and therefore pardon me.

Yor.
Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not?

Exe.
My conscience tells me, he is lawful king. [to the Lords.

&clquo;Kin.
&clquo;All will revolt from me, and turn to him.&crquo;

Nor^th.
Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st,
Think not, that Henry shall be so depos'd.

War.
Depos'd he shall be, in despight of all. ^note

Nor^th.
Thou art deceiv'd: 'tis not thy southern power,
Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent,—
Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud,—
Can set the duke up, in despight of me.

Cli.
King Henry, be thy title right or wrong,
Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence:
May that ground gape, and swallow me alive,

Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father!

Kin.
O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart!

Yor.
Henry 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, o'er ^note the chair of state, where now he sits,
Write up his title with usurping ^note blood. [stamps, and the Soldiers shew themselves.

Kin.
My lord of Warwick, hear me but one word;—
Let me, for this my life ^note-time, reign as king. ^note

Yor.
Confirm the crown to me, and to mine heirs,
And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou liv'st.

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

Cli.
What wrong is this unto the prince your son?

War.
What good is this to England, and himself?

Wes.
Base, fearful, and despairing Henry!

Cli.
How hast thou injur'd both thyself and us?

Wes.
I cannot stay to hear these articles.

Nor^th.
Nor I.

Cli.
Come, cousin, let's go tell the queen these news.

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

Nor^th.
Be thou a prey unto the house of York,
And die in bands for this unmanly ^note deed!

Cli.
In dreadful war may'st thou be overcome!
Or live in peace, abandon'd, and despis'd! [Exeunt Cli. Wes. and North.

War.
Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not.

Exe.
They seek revenge, and therefore will not yield.

Kin.
Ah, Exeter!

War.
Why should you sigh, my lord?

Kin.
Not for myself, lord Warwick, but my son,
Whom I unnaturally shall dis-inherit.
But, be it 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;
Neither by treason, nor hostility,
To seek to put me down, and reign thyself.

Yor.
This oath I willingly take, and will perform. [coming from the Throne.

War.
Long live king Henry!—Plantagenet, embrace him.

Kin.
And long live thou, and these thy forward sons!

Yor.
Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd.

Exe.
Accurs'd be he, that seeks to make them foes! [Flourish; and the Lords come forward.

Yor.
Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle.

War.
And I'll keep London with my soldiers.

Nor.
And I to ^note Norfolk, with my followers.

Mou.
And I unto the sea, from whence I came.

&clquo;Kin.
&clquo;And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court.&crquo; [Exeunt York, and his Sons, War. Nor. Mou. their Soldiers, and Att.

Exe.
Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger:
I'll steal away.

Kin.
Exeter, so will I. [going. Enter the Queen, and Prince.

Que.
Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee.

Kin.
Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay.

Que.
Who can be patient in such extreams?

Ah, wretched man! 'would I had dy'd a maid,
And never seen thee, never born thee son,
Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a father!
Hath he deserv'd to lose his birth-right thus?
Hadst thou but lov'd 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 made ^note that savage duke thine heir,
And dis-inherited thine only son.

Pri.
Father, you cannot dis-inherit me:
If you be king, why should not I succeed?

Kin.
Pardon me, Margaret;—pardon me, sweet son;—
The earl of Warwick, and the duke, enforc'd me.

Que.
Enforc'd thee! art thou king, and wilt be forc'd?
I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timerous wretch!
Thou hast undone thyself, thy son, and me;
And given unto the house of York such head,
As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance:
To entail him and his heirs unto the crown,
What is it, but to make thy sepulcher,
And creep into it far before thy time?
Warwick is chancellor, and the lord of Calais;
Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas;
The duke is made protector of the realm;
And yet shalt thou be safe? such safety finds
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 to that act.
But thou prefer'st thy life before thine honour:
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 dis-inherited.
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's ready, come, we'll after them.

Kin.
Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak.

Que.
Thou hast spoke too much already; get thee gone.

Kin.
Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with ^note me?

Que.
Ay, to be murther'd by his enemies.

Pri.
When I return with victory from the field,
I'll see your grace: 'till then, I'll follow her.

Que.
Come, son, away; we may not linger thus. [Exeunt Queen, and her Son.

Kin.
Poor queen! how love to me, and to her son,
Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke;
Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
Will cost my ^note crown,14Q0836 and, like an empty eagle,
Tire on the flesh of me, and of my son.
The loss of those three lords torments my heart:
I'll write unto them, and entreat them fair;—
Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger.

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

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