Act V, Scene III
Alarmes, and then enter the yong Earle of Rutland and his Tutor.
Tutor. Oh flie my Lord, lets leaue the Castell, And flie to Wakefield straight.
Enter Clifford.
Rut. O Tutor, looke where bloudie Clifford comes.
Clif. Chaplin awaie, thy Priesthood saues thy life, [eac004] As for the brat of that accursed Duke ·eac005· Whose father slew my father, he shall die.
Tutor Oh Clifford spare this tender Lord, least Heauen reuenge it on thy head: Oh saue his life. [eac008]
Clif. Soldiers awaie and drag him hence perforce: Awaie with the villaine. Exit the Chaplein. [eac010] How now, what dead alreadie? or is it feare that Makes him close his eies? Ile open them.
Rut. So lookes the pent vp Lion on the lambe, And so he walkes insulting ouer his praie, [eac014] And so he turnes againe to rend his limmes in sunder, ·eac015· Oh Clifford, kill me with thy sword, and Not with such a cruell threatning looke, I am too meane a subiect for thy wrath, [eac018] Be thou reuengde on men, and let me liue.
Clif. In vaine thou speakest poore boy: my fathers ·eac020· Bloud hath stopt the passage where thy words shoulde enter. [eac021]
Rut. Then let my fathers blood ope it againe? he is a [eac022] Man, and Clifford cope with him.
Clif. Had I thy brethren here, their liues and thine Were not reuenge sufficient for me. ·eac025· Or should I dig vp thy forefathers graues, And hang their rotten coffins vp in chaines, It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my hart. The sight of anie of the house of Yorke, Is as a furie to torment my soule. ·eac030· Therefore till I root out that curssed line And leaue not one on earth, _I_le liue in hell therefore.
Rut. Oh let me praie, before I take my death. To thee I praie: Sweet Clifford pittie me.
Clif. I, such pitie as my rapiers point affords. ·eac035·
Rut. I neuer did thee hurt, wherefore wilt thou kill mee?
Clif. Thy father hath.
Rut. But twas ere I was borne: [eac038] Thou hast one sonne, for his sake pittie me, Least in reuenge thereof, sith God is iust, ·eac040· He be as miserablie slaine as I. Oh, let me liue in prison all my daies, And when I giue occasion for offence, Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause.
Clif. No cause? Thy Father slew my father, therefore Die. ·eac045· Plantagenet I come Plantagenet, And this thy sonnes bloud cleauing to my blade, Shall rust vpon my weapon, till thy bloud Congeald with his, doe make me wipe off both. Exit.
Alarmes, Enter the Duke of Yorke solus.
Yorke Ah Yorke, post to thy castell, saue thy life, ·eac050· The goale is lost thou house of Lancaster, [eac051] Thrise happie chance is it for thee and thine, That heauen abridgde my daies and cals me hence, But God knowes what chance hath betide my sonnes: But this I know they haue demeand themselues, ·eac055· Like men borne to renowne by life or death: _T_hree times this daie came Richard to my sight, And cried courage Father: Victorie or death. And twise so oft came Edward to my view, With purple Faulchen painted to the hilts, ·eac060· In bloud of those whom he had slaughtered. Oh harke, I heare the drums? No waie to flie: [eac062] No waie to saue my life? And heere I staie: And heere my life must end.
Enter the Queene, Clifford, Northumberland, and souldiers.
Come bloudie Clifford, rough Northumberland, I dare your quenchlesse furie to more bloud: This is the But, and this abides your shot.
Northum. Yeeld to our mercies proud Plantagenet.
Clif. I, to such mercie as his ruthfull arme With downe right paiment lent vnto my father, ·eac070· Now Phaeton hath tumbled from his carre, And made an euening at the noone tide pricke.
York. My ashes like the Phœnix maie bring forth A bird that will reuenge it on you all, And in that hope I cast mine eies to heauen, ·eac075· Skorning what ere you can afflict me with: Why staie you Lords? what, multitudes and feare?
Clif. So cowards fight when they can flie no longer: So Doues doe pecke the Rauens piersing tallents: So desperate theeues all hopelesse of their liues, ·eac080· Breath out inuectives gainst the officers. [eac081]
York. Oh Clifford, yet bethinke thee once againe, And in thy minde orerun my former time: And bite thy toung that slaunderst him with cowardise, Whose verie looke hath made thee quake ere this. ·eac085·
Clif. I will not bandie with thee word for word, But buckle with thee blowes twise two for one.
Queene. Hold valiant Clifford for a thousand causes, I would prolong the traitors life a while. Wrath makes him death, speake thou Northumberland. [eac090]
Nor. Hold Clifford, doe not honour him so much, To pricke thy finger though to wound his hart: What valure were it when a curre doth grin, [eac093] For one to thrust his hand betweene his teeth, When he might spurne him with his foote awaie? ·eac095· Tis warres prise to take all aduantages, And ten to one, is no impeach in warres.
Fight and take him.
Clif. I, I, so striues the Woodcocke with the gin.
North. So doth the cunnie struggle with the net.
York. So triumphs theeues vpon their conquered [eac100] Bootie: So true men yeeld by robbers ouermatcht. [eac101]
North. What will your grace haue done with him?
Queen. Braue warriors, Clifford & Northumberland Come make him stand vpon this molehill here, That aimde at mountaines with outstretched arme, ·eac105· And parted but the shaddow with his hand. Was it you that reuelde in our Parlement, And made a prechment of your high descent? Where are your messe of sonnes to backe you now? The wanton Edward, and the lustie George? ·eac110· Or where is that valiant Crookbackt prodegie? [eac111] Dickey your boy, that with his grumbling voice, Was wont to cheare his Dad in mutinies? Or amongst the rest, where is your darling Rutland? [eac114] Looke Yorke? I dipt this napkin in the bloud, ·eac115· That valiant Clifford with his rapiers point, [eac116] Made issue from the bosome of thy boy. And if thine eies can water for his death, I giue thee this to drie thy cheeks withall. Alas poore Yorke? But that I hate thee much, ·eac120· I should lament thy miserable state? [eac121] I prethee greeue to make me merrie Yorke? [eac122] Stamp, raue and fret, that I maie sing and dance. What? hath thy fierie hart so parcht thine entrailes, [eac124] That not a teare can fall for Rutlands death? ·eac125· Thou wouldst be feede I see to make me sport. Yorke cannot speake, vnlesse he weare a crowne. A crowne for Yorke? and Lords bow low to him. [eac128] So: hold you his hands, whilst I doe set it on. [eac129] I, now lookes he like a king? [eac130] This is he that tooke king Henries chaire, And this is he was his adopted aire. [eac132] But how is it that great Plantagenet, Is crownd so soone, and broke his holie oath, As I bethinke me you should not be king, ·eac135· Till our Henry had shooke hands with death, And will you impale your head with Henries glorie, And rob his temples of the Diadem Now in his life against your holie oath? Oh, tis a fault too too vnpardonable. ·eac140· Off with the crowne, and with the crowne his head, And whilst we breath, take time to doe him dead.
Clif. Thats my office for my fathers death. [eac143]
Queen. Yet stay: & lets here the Orisons he makes.
York. She wolfe of France, but worse than Wolues of France: ·eac145· Whose tongue more poison’d than the Adders tooth: [eac146] How ill beseeming is it in thy sexe, To triumph like an Amazonian trull Vpon his woes, whom Fortune captiuates? But that thy face is visard like, vnchanging, [eac150] Made impudent by use of euill deeds: I would assaie, proud Queene, to make thee blush: To tell thee of whence thou art, from whom deriu’de, Twere shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shamelesse. [eac154] Thy father beares the type of king of Naples, [eac155] Of both the Sissiles and Ierusalem, [eac156] Yet not so wealthie as an English Yeoman. Hath that poore Monarch taught thee to insult? It needes not, or it bootes thee not proud Queene, Vnlesse the Adage must be verifide: ·eac160· That beggers mounted, run their horse to death. Tis beautie, that oft makes women proud, But God he wots thy share thereof is small. Tis gouernment, that makes them most admirde, The contrarie doth make thee wondred at. ·eac165· Tis vertue that makes them seeme deuine, [eac166] The want thereof makes thee abhominable. Thou art as opposite to euerie good, As the Antipodes are vnto vs, Or as the south to the Septentrion. ·eac170· Oh Tygers hart wrapt in a womans hide? [eac171] How couldst thou draine the life bloud of the childe, To bid the father wipe his eies withall, And yet be seene to beare a womans face? Women are milde, pittifull, and flexible, ·eac175· Thou indurate, sterne, rough, remorcelesse. Bids thou me rage? why now thou hast thy will. Wouldst haue me weepe? why so thou hast thy wish, For raging windes blowes vp a storme of teares, [eac179] And when the rage alaies the raine begins. [eac180] These teares are my sweet Rutlands obsequies, And euerie drop begs vengeance as it fals, On thee fell Clifford, and the false French woman. [eac183]
North. Beshrew me but his passions moue me so, As hardlie can I checke mine eies from teares. [eac185]
York. That face of his the hungrie Cannibals Could not haue tucht, would not haue staind with bloud But you are more inhumaine, more inexorable, O ten times more then Tygers of Arcadia. See ruthlesse Queene a haplesse fathers teares. ·eac190· This cloth thou dipts in bloud of my sweet boy, And loe with teares I wash the bloud awaie. Keepe thou the napkin and go boast of that, And if thou tell the heauie storie well, [eac194] Vpon my soule the hearers will sheed teares, [eac195] I, euen my foes will sheed fast falling teares, [eac196] And saie, alas, it was a pitteous deed. Here, take the crowne, and with the crowne my curse, And in thy need such comfort come to thee, As now I reape at thy two cruell hands. [eac200] Hard-harted Clifford, take me from the world, [eac201] My soule to heauen, my bloud vpon your heads.
North. Had he bin slaughterman of all my kin, I could not chuse but weepe with him to see, How inlie anger gripes his hart. [eac205]
Quee. What weeping ripe, my Lorde Northumberland? Thinke but vpon the wrong he did vs all, And that will quicklie drie your melting tears.
Clif. _T_hears for my oath, thears for my fathers death. [eac209]
Queene. And thears to right our gentle harted kind. [eac210]
York. Open thy gates of mercie gratious God, My soule flies foorth to meet with thee.
Queene. Off with his head and set it on Yorke Gates, So Yorke maie ouerlooke the towne of Yorke. Exeunt omnes.
Act V, Scene IV
Enter Edward and Richard, with drum and Souldiers.
Edw. After this dangerous fight and haplesse warre, How doth my noble brother Richard fare?
Rich. I cannot ioy vntil I be resolu’de, Where our right valiant father is become. How often did I see him beare himselfe, ·ead005· As doth a lion midst a heard of neat, So fled his enemies our valiant father, [ead007] Me thinkes tis pride enough to be his sonne.
Three sunnes appeare in the aire.
Edw. Loe how the morning opes her golden gates, And takes her farewell of the glorious sun, ·ead010· Dasell mine eies or doe I see three suns? [ead011]
Rich. Three glorious suns, not seperated by a racking [ead012] Cloud, but seuered in a pale cleere shining skie. See, see, they ioine, embrace, and seeme to kisse, As if they vowde some league inuiolate: ·ead015· Now are they but one lampe, one light, one sun, In this the heauens doth figure some euent.
Edw. I thinke it cites vs brother to the field, That we the sonnes of braue Plantagenet, Alreadie each one shining by his meed, ·ead020· May ioine in one and ouerpeere the world, As this the earth, and therefore hence forward, Ile beare vpon my Target, three faire shining suns. But what art thou? that lookest so heauilie? [ead024]
Mes. Oh one that was a wofull looker on, ·ead025· When as the noble Duke of Yorke was slaine.
Edw. O speake no more, for I can heare no more.
Rich. Tell on thy tale, for I will heare it all.
Mes. When as the noble Duke was put to flight, And then pursu’de by Clifford and the Queene, ·ead030· And manie souldiers moe, who all at once Let driue at him and forst the Duke to yeeld: [ead032] And then they set him on a molehill there, And crownd the gratious Duke in high despite, Who then with teares began to waile his fall. ·ead035· The ruthlesse Queene perceiuing he did weepe, Gaue him a handkercher to wipe his eies, Dipt in the bloud of sweet young Rutland By rough Clifford slaine: who weeping tooke it vp. _T_hen through his brest they thrust their bloudy swordes, ·ead040· Who like a lambe fell at the butchers feete. Then on the gates of Yorke they set his head, And there it doth remaine the piteous spectacle That ere mine eies beheld.
Edw. Sweet Duke of Yorke our prop to leane vpon, ·ead045· Now thou art gone there is no hope for vs: Now my soules pallace is become a prison. Oh would she breake from compasse of my breast, For neuer shall I haue more ioie.
Rich. I cannot weepe, for all my breasts moisture ·ead050· Scarse serues to quench my furnace burning hart: [ead051] I cannot ioie till this white rose be dide, Euen in the hart bloud of the house of Lancaster. Richard, I bare thy name, and _I_le reuenge thy death, [ead054] Or die my selfe in seeking of reuenge. ·ead055·
Edw. His name that valiant Duke hath left with thee, His chaire and Dukedome that remaines for me.
Rich. Nay, if thou be that princely Eagles bird, Shew thy descent by gazing gainst the sunne. [ead059] For chaire, and dukedome, Throne and kingdome saie: ·ead060· For either that is thine, or else thou wert not his? [ead061]
Enter the Earle of Warwike, Montague, with drum, ancient, and souldiers.
War. How now faire Lords: what fare? what newes abroad?
Rich. Ah Warwike? should we report the balefull [ead063] Newes, and at each words deliuerance stab poinyardes In our flesh till all were told, the words would adde ·ead065· More anguish then the wounds. Ah valiant Lord the Duke of Yorke is slaine.
Edw. Ah Warwike Warwike, that Plantagenet, Which held thee deere: I, euen as his soules redemption, [ead069] Is by the sterne L. Clifford, done to death. [ead070]
War. Ten daies a go I drownd those newes in teares. [ead071] And now to adde more measure to your woes, I come to tell you things since then befalne. [ead073] After the bloudie fraie at Wakefield fought, Where your braue father breath’d his latest gaspe, ·ead075· Tidings as swiflie as the post could runne, [ead076] Was brought me of your losse, and his departure. I then in London keeper of the King, Mustred my souldiers, gathered flockes of friends, And verie well appointed as I thought, ·ead080· Marcht to saint Albons to entercept the Queene, [ead081] Bearing the King in my behalfe along, For by my scoutes I was aduertised, That she was comming, with a full intent _T_o dash your late decree in parliament, Touching king Henries heires and your succession. Short tale to make, we at Saint Albons met, Our battles ioinde, and both sides fiercelie fought: But whether twas the coldnesse of the king, [ead089] He lookt full gentlie on his warlike Queene, [ead090] That robde my souldiers of their heated spleene. Or whether twas report of his successe, Or more then common feare of Cliffords rigor, Who thunders to his captaines bloud and death, I cannot tell. But to conclude with truth, ·ead095· Their weapons like to lightnings went and came. Our souldiers like the night Owles lasie flight, [ead097] Or like an idle thresher with a flaile, Fel gentlie downe as if they smote their friends. I cheerd them vp with iustice of the cause, ·ead100· With promise of hie paie and great rewardes, But all in vaine, they had no harts to fight, Nor we in them no hope to win the daie, So that We fled. The king vnto the Queene, Lord George your brother, Norffolke, and my selfe, ·ead105· In hast, post hast, are come to ioine with you, For in the marches here we heard you were, Making another head to fight againe. [ead108]
Edw. Thankes gentle Warwike. How farre hence is the Duke with his power? ·ead110· And when came George from Burgundie to England?
War. Some fiue miles off the Duke is with his power, But as for your brother he was latelie sent From your kind Aunt, Duches of Burgundie, With aide of souldiers gainst this needfull warre. [ead115]
Rich. Twas ods belike, when valiant Warwike fled. Oft haue I heard thy praises in pursute, But nere till now thy scandall of retire.
War. Nor now my scandall Richard dost thou heare, For thou shalt know that this right hand of mine, ·ead120· Can plucke the Diadem from faint Henries head, And wring the awefull scepter from his fist: Were he as famous and as bold in warre, As he is famde for mildnesse, peace and praier.
Rich. I know it well Lord Warwike blame me not, ·ead125· Twas loue I bare thy glories made me speake. But in this troublous time, whats to be done? [ead127] Shall we go throw away our coates of steele, And clad our bodies in blacke mourning gownes, Numbring our Auemaries with our beades? ·ead130· Or shall we on the helmets of our foes, Tell our deuotion with reuengefull armes? _I_f for the last, saie I, and to it Lords.
War. Why therefore Warwike came to find you out, And therefore comes my brother Montague. ·ead135· Attend me Lords, the proud insulting Queene, With Clifford, and the haught Northumberland, And of their feather manie mo proud birdes, [ead138] Haue wrought the easie melting king like waxe. He sware consent to your succession, ·ead140· His oath inrolled in the Parliament. But now to London all the crew are gone, To frustrate his oath or what besides [ead143] May make against the house of Lancaster. Their power I gesse them fifty thousand strong. ·ead145· Now if the helpe of Norffolke and my selfe, Can but amount to 48. thousand, [ead147] With all the friendes that thou braue earle of March, Among the louing Welshmen canst procure, Why via, To London will we march amaine, ·ead150· And once againe bestride our foming steedes, And once againe crie charge vpon the foe, But neuer once againe turne backe and flie.
Rich. I, now me thinkes I heare great Warwike speake: Nere maie he liue to see a sunshine daie, ·ead155· _T_hat cries retire, when Warwike bids him stay.
Edw. Lord Warwike, on thy shoulder will I leane, And when thou faints, must Edward fall: [ead158] Which perill heauen forefend.
War. No longer Earle of March, but Duke of Yorke, ·ead160· The next degree, is Englands royall king: [ead161] And king of England shalt thou be proclaimde, In euery burrough as we passe along: And he that casts not vp his cap for ioie, Shall for the offence make forfeit of his head. [ead165] King Edward, valiant Richard, Montague, Stay we no longer dreaming of renowne, But forward to effect these resolutions.
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. The Duke of Norffolke sends you word by me, The Queene is comming with a puissant power, ·ead170· And craues your companie for speedie councell.
War. Why then it sorts braue Lordes. Lets march away. [ead172] Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene V
Enter the King and Queene, Prince Edward, and the Northerne Earles, with drum and Souldiers.
Quee. Welcome my Lord to this braue town of York. Yonders the head of that ambitious enemie, [eae002] That sought to be impaled with your crowne. Doth not the obiect please your eie my Lord?
King. Euen as the rockes please them that feare their wracke. ·eae005· Withhold reuenge deare God, tis not my fault, Nor wittinglie haue I infringde my vow.
Clif. My gratious Lord, this too much lenitie, And harmefull pittie must be laid aside, To whom do Lyons cast their gentle lookes? ·eae010· Not to the beast that would vsurpe his den. Whose hand is that the sauage Beare doth licke? Not his that spoiles his young before his face. Whose scapes the lurking serpentes mortall sting? [eae014] Not he that sets his foot vpon her backe. ·eae015· The smallest worme will turne being troden on, And Doues will pecke, in rescue of their broode. Ambitious Yorke did leuell at thy Crowne, Thou smiling, while he knit his angrie browes. He but a Duke, would haue his sonne a king, ·eae020· And raise his issue like a louing sire. Thou being a king blest with a goodlie sonne, Didst giue consent to disinherit him, Which argude thee a most vnnaturall father. Vnreasonable creatures feed their yong, ·eae025· And though mans face be fearefull to their eies, Yet in protection of their tender ones, Who hath not seene them euen with those same wings Which they haue sometime vsde in fearefull flight, Make warre with him, that climes vnto their nest, ·eae030· Offring their owne liues in their yongs defence? For shame my Lord, make them your president, Were it not pittie that this goodlie boy, should lose his birth right through his fathers fault? [eae034] And long hereafter saie vnto his child, ·eae035· What my great grandfather and grandsire got, My carelesse father fondlie gaue awaie? Looke on the boy and let his manlie face, Which promiseth successefull fortune to vs all, Steele thy melting thoughtes, ·eae040· To keepe thine owne, and leaue thine owne with him.
King. Full wel hath Clifford plaid the Orator, Inferring arguments of mighty force. But tell me, didst thou neuer yet heare tell, That things euill got had euer bad successe, [eae045] And happie euer was it for that sonne, Whose father for his hoording went to hell? I leaue my sonne my vertuous deedes behind, And would my father had left me no more, For all the rest is held at such a rate, ·eae050· As askes a thousand times more care to keepe, Then maie the present profit counteruaile. Ah cosen Yorke, would thy best friendes did know, How it doth greeue me that thy head stands there.
Quee. My Lord, this harmefull pittie makes your followers faint. ·eae055· You promisde knighthood to your princelie sonne. Vnsheath your sword and straight doe dub him knight. [eae057] Kneele downe Edward.
King. Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight, And learne this lesson boy, draw thy sword in right [eae060]
Prince. My gratious father by your kingly leaue, Ile draw it as apparant to the crowne, And in that quarrel vse it to the death.
Northum. Why that is spoken like a toward prince.
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. Royall commaunders be in readinesse, ·eae065· For with a band of fiftie thousand men, Comes Warwike backing of the Duke of Yorke. And in the townes whereas they passe along, Proclaimes him king, and manie flies to him, Prepare your battels, for they be at hand. ·eae070·
Clif. I would your highnesse would depart the field, The Queene hath best successe when you are absent.
Quee. Do good my Lord, and leaue vs to our fortunes.
King. Why thats my fortune, therefore Ile stay still. [eae074]
Clif. Be it with resolution then to fight. ·eae075·
Prince. Good father cheere these noble Lords, Vnsheath your sword, sweet father crie Saint George.
Clif. Pitch we our battell heere, for hence wee will not moue.
Enter the house of Yorke.
Edward. Now periurde Henrie wilt thou yeelde thy crowne, [eae079] And kneele for mercie at thy soueraignes feete? ·eae080·
Queen. Go rate thy minions proud insulting boy, Becomes it thee to be thus malepert, Before thy king and lawfull soueraigne?
Edw. I am his king, and he should bend his knee, I was adopted heire by his consent. ·eae085·
George. Since when he hath broke his oath. For as we heare you that are king Though he doe weare the Crowne, Haue causde him by new act of Parlement [eae089] To blot our brother out, and put his owne son in. ·eae090·
Clif. And reason George. Who should succeede the father but the son? [eae091]
Rich. Are you their butcher? [eae092]
Clif. I Crookbacke, here I stand to answere thee, or any [eae093] of your sort.
Rich. Twas you that kild yong Rutland, was it not?
Clif. Yes, and old Yorke too, and yet not satisfide. ·eae095·
Rich. For Gods sake Lords giue synald to the fight. [eae096]
War. What saiest thou Henry? wilt thou yeelde thy crowne?
Queen. What, long tongde War. dare you speake? [eae098] When you and I met at saint Albones last, Your legs did better seruice than your hands. ·eae100·
War. I, then twas my turne to flee, but now tis thine. [eae101]
Clif. You said so much before, and yet you fled. [eae102]
War. Twas not your valour Clifford, that droue mee thence. [eae103]
Northum. No, nor your manhood Warwike, that could make you staie. [eae104]
Rich. Northumberland, Northumberland, wee holde [eae105] Thee reuerentlie. Breake off the parlie, for scarse I can refraine the execution of my big swolne Hart, against that Clifford there, that Cruell child-killer.
Clif. Why I kild thy father, calst thou him a child? ·eae110·
Rich. I like a villaine, and a trecherous coward, As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutland. But ere sunne set Ile make thee curse the deed. [eae113]
King. Haue doone with wordes great Lordes, and [eae114] Heare me speake.
Queen. Defie them then, or else hold close thy lips. ·eae115·
King. I prethe giue no limits to my tongue, I am a king and priuiledge to speake. [eae117]
Clif. My Lord the wound that bred this meeting here Cannot be cru’d with words, therefore be still. [eae119]
Rich. Then executioner vnsheath thy sword, ·eae120· By him that made vs all I am resolu’de, That Cliffords manhood hangs vpon his tongue.
Edw. What saist thou Henry, shall I haue my right or no? A thousand men haue broke their fast to daie, That nere shall dine, vnlesse thou yeeld the crowne. ·eae125·
War. If thou denie their blouds be on thy head, For Yorke in iustice puts his armour on.
Prin. If all be right that Warwike saies is right, There is no wrong but all things must be right.
Rich. Whosoeuer got thee, there thy mother stands, ·eae130· For well I wot thou hast thy mothers tongue.
Queen. But thou art neither like thy sire nor dam. But like a foule mishapen stygmaticke Markt by the destinies to be auoided, As venome Todes, or Lizards fainting lookes. [eae135]
Rich. Iron of Naples, hid with English gilt, Thy father beares the title of a king, As if a channell should be calde the Sea; Shames thou not, knowing from whence thou art de- [eae139] Riu’de, to parlie thus with Englands lawfull heires? ·eae140·
Edw. A wispe of straw were worth a thousand crowns, _T_o make that shamelesse callet know her selfe, Thy husbands father reueld in the hart of France, And tam’de the French, and made the Dolphin stoope: And had he macht according to his state, [eae145] He might haue kept that glorie till this daie. But when he tooke a begger to his bed, And gracst thy poore sire with his bridall daie, [eae148] Then that sun-shine bred a showre for him Which washt his fathers fortunes out of France, ·eae150· And heapt seditions on his crowne at home. For what hath mou’d these tumults but thy pride? Hadst thou beene meeke, our title yet had slept? [eae153] And we in pittie of the gentle king, Had slipt our claime vntill an other age. [eae155]
George. But when we saw our summer brought the gaine, [eae156] And that the haruest brought vs no increase, We set the axe to thy vsurping root, And though the edge haue something hit our selues, Yet know thou we will neuer cease to strike, ·eae160· Till we haue hewne thee downe, Or bath’d thy growing with our heated blouds.
Edw. And in this resolution, I defie thee, Not willing anie longer conference, [eae164] Since thou deniest the gentle king to speake. ·eae165· Sound trumpets, let our bloudie colours waue, And either victorie or else a graue.
Quee. Staie Edward staie.
Edw. Hence wrangling woman, Ile no longer staie, [eae169] Thy words will cost ten thousand liues to daie. ·eae170· Exeunt Omnes. Alarmes.
Act V, Scene VI
Enter Warwike.
War. Sore spent with toile as runners with the race, I laie me downe a little while to breath, _F_or strokes receiude, and manie blowes repaide, Hath robd my strong knit sinnews of their strength, And force perforce needes must I rest my selfe. [eaf005]
Enter Edward.
Edw. Smile gentle heauens or strike vngentle death, That we maie die vnlesse we gaine the daie: What fatall starre malignant frownes from heauen Vpon the harmelesse line of Yorkes true house?
Enter George.
George. Come brother, come, lets to the field againe, ·eaf010· For yet theres hope inough to win the daie: [eaf011] Then let vs backe to cheere our fainting Troupes, Lest they retire now we haue left the field. [eaf013]
War. How now my lords: what hap, what hope of good? [eaf014]
Enter Richard running.
Rich. Ah Warwike, why haste thou withdrawne thy selfe? ·eaf015· Thy noble father in the thickest thronges, Cride still for Warwike his thrise valiant son, Vntill with thousand swords he was beset, And manie wounds made in his aged brest, And as he tottring sate vpon his steede, [eaf020] He waft his hand to me and cride aloud: Richard, commend me to my valiant sonne, And still he cride Warwike revenge my death, And with those words he tumbled off his horse, [eaf024] And so the noble Salsbury gave vp the ghost. ·eaf025·
War. Then let the earth be drunken with his bloud, _I_le kill my horse because I will not flie: And here to God of heauen I make a vow, Neuer to passe from forth this bloudy field Till I am full reuenged for his death. ·eaf030·
Edw. Lord Warwike, I doe bend my knees with thine, And in that vow now ioine my soule to thee, Thou setter vp and puller downe of kings, vouchsafe a gentle victorie to vs, Or let vs die before we loose the daie: [eaf035]
George. Then let vs haste to cheere the souldiers harts, And call them pillers that will stand to vs, [eaf037] And hiely promise to remunerate [eaf038] Their trustie seruice, in these dangerous warres.
Rich. Come, come awaie, and stand not to debate, ·eaf040· For yet is hope of fortune good enough. Brothers, giue me your hands, and let vs part And take our leaues vntill we meet againe, Where ere it be in heauen or in earth. Now I that neuer wept, now melt in wo, ·eaf045· To see these dire mishaps continue so. Warwike farewel.
War. Awaie awaie, once more sweet Lords farewell. Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene VII
Alarmes, and then enter Richard at one dore and Clifford at the other.
Rich. A Clifford a Clifford.
Clif. A Richard a Richard.
Rich. Now Clifford, for Yorke & young Rutlands death, This thirsty sword that longs to drinke thy bloud, Shall lop thy limmes, and slise thy cursed hart, [eag005] For to reuenge the murders thou hast made.
Clif. Now Richard, I am with thee here alone, This is the hand that stabd thy father Yorke, And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland, And heres the heart that triumphs in their deathes, [eag010] And cheeres these hands that slew thy sire and brother, To execute the like vpon thy selfe, And so haue at thee.
Act V, Scene VIII
Alarmes. They fight, and then enters Warwike and rescues Richard, & then exeunt omnes.
Alarme still, and then enter Henry solus.
Hen. Oh gratious God of heauen looke downe on vs, And set some endes to these incessant griefes, How like a mastlesse ship vpon the seas, This woful battaile doth continue still, Now leaning this way, now to that side driue, ·eah005· And none doth know to whom the daie will fall. O would my death might staie these ciuill iars! [eah007] Would I had neuer raind, nor nere bin king, [eah008] Margret and Clifford, chide me from the fielde, Swearing they had best successe when I was thence. ·eah010· Would God that I were dead so all were well, Or would my crowne suffice, I were content To yeeld it them and liue a priuate life.
Enter a souldier with a dead man in his armes.
Sould Il blowes the wind that profits no bodie, _T_his man that I have slaine in fight to daie, ·eah015· Maie be possessed of some store of crownes, And I will search to find them if I can, But stay. Me thinkes it is my fathers face, Oh I tis he whom I haue slaine in fight, From London was I prest out by the king, ·eah020· My father he came on the part of Yorke, And in this conflict I haue slaine my father: Oh pardon God, I knew not what I did, And pardon father, for I knew thee not. [eah024]
Enter an other souldier with a dead man.
2. Soul. Lie there thou that foughtst with me so stoutly, ·eah025· Now let me see what store of gold thou haste, But staie, me thinkes this is no famous face: Oh no it is my sonne that I haue slaine in fight, O monstrous times begetting such euents, How cruel bloudy, and ironious, [eah030] This deadlie quarrell dailie doth beget, Poore boy thy father gaue thee lif too late, [eah032] And hath bereau’de thee of thy life too sone.
King Wo aboue wo, griefe more then common griefe, Whilst Lyons warre and battaile for their dens, ·eah035· Poore lambs do feele the rigor of their wraths: The red rose and the white are on his face, [eah037] The fatall colours of our striuing houses, Wither one rose, and let the other flourish, For if you striue, ten thousand liues must perish. ·eah040·
1. Sould. How will my mother for my fathers death, Take on with me and nere be satisfide?
2. Sol. How will my wife for slaughter of my son, [eah043] Take on with me and nere be satisfide?
King. How will the people now misdeeme their king, ·eah045· Oh would my death their mindes could satisfie.
1. Sould. Was euer son so rude his fathers bloud to spil?
2. Soul. Was euer father so vnnaturall his son to kill?
King. Was euer king thus greeud and vexed still?
1. Sould. Ile beare thee hence from this accursed place, ·eah050· For wo is me to see my fathers face. Exit with his father.
2. Soul. Ile beare thee hence & let them fight that wil, For I haue murdered where I should not kill. [eah053] Exit with his sonne.
K Hen. Weepe wretched man, Ile lay thee teare for tear, Here sits a king as woe begone as thee. ·eah055·
Alarmes and enter the Queene.
Queene. Awaie my Lord to Barwicke presentlie, The daie is lost, our friends are murdered, No hope is left for vs, therefore awaie. [eah058]
Enter prince Edward.
Prince. Oh father flie, our men haue left the field, Take horse sweet father, let us saue our selues. ·eah060·
Enter Exeter.
Exet. Awaie my Lord for vengeance comes along with him: [eah061] Nay stand not to expostulate make hast, Or else come after, Ile awaie before.
K Hen. Naie staie good Exeter, for Ile along with thee.
Enter Clifford wounded with an arrow in his necke.
Clif. Heere burnes my candell out, ·eah065· That whilst it lasted gaue king Henry light. Ah Lancaster, I feare thine ouerthrow, More then my bodies parting from my soule. My loue and feare glude manie friendes to thee, And now I die, that tough commixture melts. ·eah070· Impairing Henry strengthened misproud Yorke, The common people swarme like summer flies, And whither flies the Gnats but to the sun? [eah073] And who shines now but Henries enemie? Oh Phœbus hadst thou neuer giuen consent, ·eah075· That Phæton should checke thy fierie steedes, Thy burning carre had neuer scorcht the earth. And Henry hadst thou liu’d as kings should doe, And as thy father and his father did, Giuing no foot vnto the house of Yorke, ·eah080· I and ten thousand in this wofull land, Had left no mourning Widdowes for our deathes, And thou this daie hadst kept thy throne in peace. For what doth cherish weedes but gentle aire? And what makes robbers bold but lenitie? [eah085] Bootlesse are plaintes, and curelesse are my woundes, No waie to flie, no strength to hold our flight, The foe is mercilesse and will not pittie me, And at their hands I haue deserude no pittie. The aire is got into my bleeding wounds, ·eah090· And much effuse of bloud doth make me faint, Come Yorke, and Richard, Warwike and the rest, I stabde your fathers, now come split my brest. [eah093]
Enter Edward, Richard, and Warwike, and Souldiers.
Edw. Thus farre our fortunes keepes an vpward [eah094] Course, and we are grast with wreathes of victorie. [eah095] Some troopes pursue the bloudie minded Queene, _T_hat now towards Barwike doth poste amaine, But thinke you that Clifford is fled awaie with them?
War. No, tis impossible he should escape, _F_or though before his face I speake the words, ·eah100· Your brother Richard markt him for the graue. And where so ere he be I warrant him dead.
Clifford grones and then dies.
Edw. Harke, what soule is this that takes his heauy leaue?
Rich. A deadlie grone, like life and deaths departure.
Edw. See who it is, and now the battailes ended, ·eah105· Friend or foe, let him be friendlie vsed.
Rich. Reuerse that doome of mercie, for tis Clifford, Who kild our tender brother Rutland, And stabd our princelie father Duke of Yorke. [eah109]
War. From off the gates of Yorke fetch down the [eah110] Head, Your fathers head which Clifford placed there. Insteed of that, let his supplie the roome. [eah112] Measure for measure must be answered.
Edw. Bring forth that fatall scrichowle to our house, That nothing sung to vs but bloud and death, ·eah115· Now his euill boding tongue no more shall speake. [eah116]
War. I thinke his vnderstanding is bereft. Say Clifford, doost thou know who speakes to thee? Darke cloudie death oreshades his beames of life, And he nor sees nor heares vs what we saie. ·eah120·
Rich. Oh would he did, and so perhaps he doth, And tis his policie that in the time of death, [eah122] He might auoid such bitter stormes as he In his houre of death did give vnto our father.
George. Richard if thou thinkest so, vex him with eager words. ·eah125·
Rich. Clifford, aske mercie and obtaine no grace.
Edw. Clifford, repent in bootlesse penitence.
War. Clifford deuise excuses for thy fault.
George. Whilst we deuise fell tortures for thy fault.
Rich. Thou pittiedst Yorke, and I am sonne to Yorke. ·eah130·
Edw. Thou pittiedst Rutland, and I will pittie thee.
George. Wheres captaine Margaret to fence you now? [eah132]
War. They mocke thee Clifford, sweare as thou wast wont.
Rich. What not an oth? Nay, then I know hees dead. [eah134] Tis hard, when Clifford cannot foord his friend an oath. ·eah135· By this I know hees dead, and by my soule, Would this right hand buy but an howres life, That I in all contempt might raile at him. Ide cut it off and with the issuing bloud, Stifle the villaine whose instanched thirst, ·eah140· Yorke and young Rutland could not satisfie.
War. I, but he is dead, off with the traitors head, And reare it in the place your fathers stands. And now to London with triumphant march, There to be crowned Englands lawfull king. ·eah145· From thence shall Warwike crosse the seas to France, And aske the ladie Bona for thy Queene, So shalt thou sinew both these landes togither, And hauing France thy friend thou needst not dread, [eah149] The scattered foe that hopes to rise againe. ·eah150· And though they cannot greatly sting to hurt, Yet looke to haue them busie to offend thine eares. First He see the coronation done, And afterward He crosse the seas to France, To effect this marriage if it please my Lord [eah155]
Edw. Euen as thou wilt good Warwike let it be. But first before we goe, George kneele downe. We here create thee Duke of Clarence, and girt thee with the sword. [eah158] Our younger brother Richard Duke of Glocester. [eah159] Warwike as my selfe shal do & vndo as him pleaseth best. [eah160]
Rich. Let me be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloster, For Glosters Dukedome is too ominous.
War. Tush thats a childish obseruation. [eah163] Richard be Duke of Gloster. Now to London. To see these honors in possession. Exeunt Omnes. ·eah165·
Act V, Scene IX
Enter two keepers with bow and arrowes.
Keeper. Come, lets take our stands vpon this hill, And by and by the deere will come this waie. But staie, heere comes a man, lets listen him a while.
Enter king Henrie disguisde.
Hen. From Scotland am I stolne euen of pure loue, And thus disguisde to greet my natiue land. ·eai005· No, Henrie no, _I_t is no land of thine, No bending knee will call thee Cæsar now, No humble suters sues to thee for right, For how canst thou helpe them and not thy selfe?
Keeper. I marrie sir, here is a deere, his skin is a [eai010] Keepers fee. Sirra stand close, for as I thinke, This is the king, king Edward hath deposde.
Hen. My Queene and sonne poore soules are gone to [eai013] France, and as I heare the great commanding Warwike, To intreat a marriage with the ladie Bona, ·eai015· If this be true, poore Queene and sonne, Your labour is but spent in vaine, For Lewis is a prince soone wun with words, [eai018] And Warwike is a subtill Orator. He laughes and saies, his Edward is instalde, She weepes, and saies her Henry is deposde, He on his right hand asking a wife for Edward, She on his left side crauing aid for Henry.
Keeper. What art thou that talkes of kings and queens? [eai024]
Hen. More then I seeme, for lesse I should not be. ·eai025· A man at least, and more I cannot be, And men maie talke of kings, and why not I?
Keeper. I but thou talkest as if thou wert a king thy selfe. [eai028]
Hen. Why so I am in mind though not in shew. [eai029]
Keeper. And if thou be a king where is thy crowne? ·eai030·
Hen. My crowne is in my hart, not on my head. My crowne is calde content, a crown that [eai032] Kings doe seldome times enioy.
Keeper. And if thou be a king crownd with content, Your crowne content and you, must be content ·eai035· To go with vs vnto the officer, for as we thinke You are our quondam king, K. Edward hath deposde, [eai037] And therefore we charge you in Gods name & the kings To go along with vs vnto the officers.
Hen. Gods name be fulfild, your kings name be [eai040] Obaide, and be you kings, command and Ile obay. Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene X
Enter king Edward, Clarence, and Gloster, Montague, Hastings, and the Lady Gray.
K Edw. Brothers of Clarence, and of Glocester, [eaj001] This ladies husband heere sir Richard Gray, At the battaile of saint Albones did lose his life, [eaj003] His lands then were seazed on by the conqueror. Her sute is now to repossesse those lands, ·eaj005· And sith in quarrell of the house of Yorke, The noble gentleman did lose his life, In honor we cannot denie her sute.
Glo. Your highnesse shall doe well to grant it then.
K Edw I, so I will, but yet Ile make a pause. ·eaj010·
Glo. I, is the winde in that doore?
Clarence, I see the Lady hath some thing to grant, [eaj012] Before the king will grant her humble sute.
Cla. He knowes the game, how well he keepes the wind. [eaj014]
K. Ed. Widow come some other time to know our mind. ·eaj015·
La. May it please your grace I cannot brooke delaies, I beseech your highnesse to dispatch me now.
K Ed. Lords giue vs leaue, wee meane to trie this widowes wit.
Cla. I, good leaue haue you.
Glo. For you will haue leaue till youth take leaue, ·eaj020· And leaue you to your crouch.
K Ed. Come hither widdow, howe many children haste thou?
Cla. I thinke he meanes to begge a child on her.
Glo. Nay whip me then, heele rather giue hir two. [eaj024]
La. Three my most gratious Lord. [eaj025]
Glo. You shall haue foure and you wil be rulde by him. [eaj026]
K Ed. Were it not pittie they shoulde loose their fathers lands? [eaj027]
La. Be pittifull then dread L. and grant it them. [eaj028]
K Edw. Ile tell thee how these lands are to be got.
La. So shall you bind me to your highnesse seruice. ·eaj030·
K Ed. What seruice wilt thou doe me if I grant it them?
La. Euen what your highnesse shall command.
Glo. Naie then widow Ile warrant you all your [eaj033] Husbands lands, if you grant to do what he Commands. Fight close or in good faith ·eaj035· You catch a clap.
Cla. Naie I feare her not vnlesse she fall.
Glo. Marie godsforbot man, for heele take vantage then. [eaj038]
La. Why stops my Lord, shall I not know my taske?
K Ed. An easie taske, tis but to loue a king. ·eaj040·
La. Thats soone performde, because I am a subiect. [eaj041]
K Ed. Why then thy husbandes landes I freelie giue thee.
La. I take my leaue with manie thousand thankes.
Cla. The match is made, shee seales it with a cursie. [eaj044]
K Ed. Staie widdow staie, what loue dost thou thinke I sue so much to get?
La. My humble seruice, such as subiects owes and the lawes commands.
K Ed. No by my troth, I meant no such loue, [eaj048] But to tell thee the troth, I aime to lie with thee.
La. To tell you plaine my Lord, I had rather lie in prison, ·eaj050·
K Edw. Why then thou canst not get thy husbandes lands.
La. Then mine honestie shall be my dower, For by that losse I will not purchase them.
K Ed. Herein thou wrongst thy children mightilie.
La. Heerein your highnesse wrongs both them and [eaj055] Me, but mightie Lord this merrie inclination Agrees not with the sadnesse of my sute. Please it your highnes to dismisse me either with I or no.
K Ed. I, if thou saie I to my request, No, if thou saie no to my demand. ·eaj060·
La. Then no my Lord, my sute is at an end.
Glo. The widdow likes him not, shee bends the brow. [eaj062]
Cla. Why he is the bluntest woer in christendome.
K Ed. Her lookes are all repleat with maiestie, One waie or other she is for a king, ·eaj065· And she shall be my loue or else my Queene. Saie that king Edward tooke thee for his Queene.
La. Tis better said then done, my gratious Lord, I am a subiect fit to iest withall, But far vnfit to be a Soueraigne. ·eaj070·
K Edw. Sweet widdow, by my state I sweare, I speake [eaj071] No more then what my hart intends, And that is to enioie thee for my loue.
La. And that is more then I will yeeld vnto, I know I am too bad to be your Queene, [eaj075] And yet too good to be your Concubine. [eaj076]
K Edw. You cauill widdow, I did meane my Queene.
La. Your grace would be loath my sonnes should call you father.
K Edw. No more then when my daughters call thee [eaj079] Mother. Thou art a widow and thou hast some children, ·eaj080· And by Gods mother I being but a bacheler Haue other some. Why tis a happy thing To be the father of manie children. Argue no more, for thou shall be my Queene.
Glo. The ghostlie father now hath done his shrift. ·eaj085·
Cla. When he was made a shriuer twas for shift. [eaj086]
K. Edw. Brothers, you muse what talke the widdow [eaj087] And I haue had, you would thinke it strange If I should marrie her.
Cla. Marrie her my Lord, to whom? ·eaj090·
K Edw. Why Clarence to my selfe.
Glo. That would be ten daies wonder at the least.
Cla. Why thats a daie longer then a wonder lastes. [eaj093]
Glo. And so much more are the wonders in extreames
K Edw. Well ieast on brothers, I can tell you, hir [eaj095] Sute is granted for her husbands lands. [eaj096]
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. And it please your grace, Henry your foe is [eaj097] Taken, and brought as prisoner to your pallace gates.
K Edw. Awaie with him, and send him to the Tower, And let vs go question with the man about [eaj100] His apprehension. Lords along, and vse this Ladie honorablie. Exeunt Omnes. [eaj102]
Manet Gloster and speakes.
Glost. I, Edward will vse women honourablie, Would he were wasted marrow, bones and all, That from his loines no issue might succeed ·eaj105· To hinder me from the golden time I looke for, For I am not yet lookt on in the world. First is there Edward, Clarence, and Henry And his sonne, and all they lookt for issue [eaj109] Of their loines ere I can plant my selfe, ·eaj110· A cold premeditation for my purpose, What other pleasure is there in the world beside? I will go clad my bodie in gaie ornaments, And lull my selfe within a ladies lap, And witch sweet Ladies with my words and lookes. ·eaj115· Oh monstrous man, to harbour such a thought! Why loue did scorne me in my mothers wombe. And for I should not deale in hir affaires, [eaj118] Shee did corrupt fraile nature in the flesh, And plaste an enuious mountaine on my backe, [eaj120] Where sits deformity to mocke my bodie, To drie mine arme vp like a withered shrimpe. To make my legges of an vnequall size, And am I then a man to be belou’d? Easier for me to compasse twentie crownes. ·eaj125· Tut I can smile, and murder when I smile, I crie content, to that that greeues me most. [eaj127] I can adde colours to the Camelion, And for a need change shapes with Protheus, And set the aspiring Catalin to schoole. ·eaj130· Can I doe this, and cannot get the crowne? [eaj131] Tush were it ten times higher, _I_le pull it downe. Exit.
Act V, Scene XI
Enter king Lewis and the ladie Bona, and Queene Margaret, Prince Edward, and Oxford and others.
Lewis. Welcome Queene Margaret to the Court of France, [eak001] _I_t fits not Lewis to sit while thou dost stand, Sit by my side, and here I vow to thee, Thou shalt haue aide to repossesse thy right, And beat proud Edward from his vsurped seat. ·eak005· And place king Henry in his former rule.
Queen. I humblie thanke your royall maiestie. And pray the God of heauen to blesse thy state, Great king of France, that thus regards our wrongs.
Enter Warwike.
Lew. How now, who is this? ·eak010·
Queen. Our Earle of Warwike Edwardes chiefest friend.
Lew. Welcome braue Warwike, what brings thee to France?
War. From worthy Edward king of England, My Lord and Soueraigne and thy vowed friend, I come in kindnes and vnfained loue, ·eak015· First to do greetings to thy royall person, And then to craue a league of amitie, And lastlie to confirme that amitie With nuptiall knot if thou vouchsafe to grant That vertuous ladie Bona thy faire sister, ·eak020· To Englands king in lawfull marriage.
Queen. And if this go forward all our hope is done.
War. And gratious Madam, in our kings behalfe, I am commanded with your loue and fauour, Humblie to kisse your hand and with my tongue, ·eak025· To tell the passions of my soueraines hart, Where fame late entring at his heedfull eares, Hath plast thy glorious image and thy vertues. [eak028]
Queen. King Lewes and Lady Bona heare me speake, Before you answere Warwike or his words, ·eak030· For hee it is hath done vs all these wrongs.
War. Iniurious Margaret.
Prince Ed. And why not Queene?
War. Because thy father Henry did vsurpe, And thou no more art Prince then shee is Queene. ·eak035·
Ox. Then Warwike disanuls great Iohn of Gaunt, That did subdue the greatest part of Spaine, And after Iohn of Gaunt wise Henry the fourth, Whose wisedome was a mirrour to the world. And after this wise prince Henry the fift, ·eak040· Who with his prowesse conquered all France, From these our Henries lineallie discent. [eak042]
War. Oxford, how haps that in this smooth discourse You told not how Henry the sixt had lost All that Henry the fift had gotten. ·eak045· Me thinkes these peeres of France should smile at that, But for the rest you tell a pettigree [eak047] Of threescore and two yeares a sillie time, [eak048] To make prescription for a kingdomes worth.
Oxf. Why Warwike, canst thou denie thy king, ·eak050· Whom thou obeyedst thirtie and eight yeeres, And bewray thy treasons with a blush?
War. Can Oxford that did euer fence the right, Now buckler falshood with a pettigree? For shame leaue Henry and call Edward king. ·eak055·
Oxf. Call him my king by whom mine elder [eak056] Brother the Lord Awbray Vere was done to death, And more then so, my father euen in the Downefall of his mellowed yeares, When age did call him to the dore of death? ·eak060· No Warwike no, whilst life vpholds this arme This arme vpholds the house of Lancaster.
War. And I the house of Yorke.
K Lewes. Queene Margaret, prince Edward and [eak064] Oxford, vouchsafe to forbeare a while, ·eak065· Till I doe talke a word with Warwike. Now Warwike euen vpon thy honor tell me true; Is Edward lawfull king or no? For I were loath to linke with him, that is not lawful heir.
War. Thereon I pawne mine honour and my credit. ·eak070·
Lew. What is he gratious in the peoples eies? [eak071]
War. The more, that Henry is vnfortunate.
Lew. What is his loue to our sister Bona? [eak074]
War. Such it seemes As maie beseeme a monarke like himselfe. ·eak075· My selfe haue often heard him saie and sweare, That this his loue was an eternall plant, The root whereof was fixt in vertues ground, The leaues and fruite maintainde with beauties sun, Exempt from enuie, but not from disdaine, ·eak080· Vnlesse the ladie Bona quite his paine.
Lew. Then sister let vs heare your firme resolue.
Bona. Your grant or your denial shall be mine, [eak083] But ere this daie I must confesse, when I Haue heard your kings deserts recounted, ·eak085· Mine eares haue tempted iudgement to desire.
Lew. Then draw neere Queene Margaret and be a [eak087] Witnesse, that Bona shall be wife to the English king.
Prince Edw. To Edward, but not the English king.
War. Henry now liues in Scotland at his ease, ·eak090· Where hauing nothing, nothing can he lose, And as for you your selfe our quondam Queene, You haue a father able to mainetaine your state, And better twere to trouble him then France. [eak094]
Sound for a post within.
Lew. Here comes some post Warwike to thee or vs. ·eak095·
Post. My Lord ambassador this letter is for you, Sent from your brother Marquis Montague. This from our king vnto your Maiestie. And these to you Madam, from whom I know not.
Oxf. I like it well that our faire Queene and mistresse, ·eak100· Smiles at her newes when Warwike frets as his. [eak101]
P. Ed. And marke how Lewes stamps as he were nettled.
Lew. Now Margaret & Warwike, what are your news?
Queen. Mine such as fils my hart full of ioie. [eak104]
War. Mine full of sorrow and harts discontent. ·eak105·
Lew. What hath your king married the Ladie Gray, And now to excuse himselfe sends vs a post of papers? How dares he presume to vse vs thus?
Quee. This proueth Edwards loue, & Warwiks honesty.
War. King Lewis, I here protest in sight of heauen, ·eak110· And by the hope I haue of heauenlie blisse, That I am cleare from this misdeed of Edwards. No more my king, for he dishonours me, And most himselfe, if he could see his shame. Did I forget that by the house of Yorke, ·eak115· My father came vntimelie to his death? [eak116] Did I let passe the abuse done to my neece? [eak117] Did I impale him with the regall Crowne, And thrust king Henry from his natiue home, [eak119] And most vngratefull doth he vse me thus? ·eak120· My gratious Queene pardon what is past, And henceforth I am thy true seruitour, I will reuenge the wrongs done to ladie Bona, And replant Henry in his former state.
Queen. Yes Warwike I doe quite forget thy former [eak125] Faults, if now thou wilt become king Henries friend.
War. So much his friend, I his vnfained friend, That if king Lewes vouchsafe to furnish vs With some few bands of chosen souldiers, Ile vndertake to land them on our coast, ·eak130· And force the Tyrant from his seate by warre, Tis not his new made bride shall succour him.
Lew. Then at the last I firmelie am resolu’d, You shall haue aide: and English messenger returne [eak134] In post, and tell false Edward thy supposed king, That Lewis of France is sending ouer Maskers To reuell it with him and his new bride.
Bona. Tell him in hope heele be a Widower shortlie, [eak138] Ile weare the willow garland for his sake.
Queen. Tell him my mourning weedes be laide aside, ·eak140· And I am readie to put armour on.
War. Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong, And therefore Ile vncrowne him er’t be long. Thears thy reward, begone. [eak144]
Lew. But now tell me Warwike, what assurance ·eak145· I shall haue of thy true loyaltie?
War. This shall assure my constant loyaltie, If that our Queene and this young prince agree, Ile ioine mine eldest daughter and my ioie To him forthwith in holie wedlockes bandes. [eak150]
Queen. Withall my hart, that match I like full wel, [eak151] Loue her sonne Edward, shee is faire and yong, And giue thy hand to Warwike for thy loue.
Lew. _I_t is enough, and now we will prepare, To lcuie souldiers for to go with you. [eak155] And you Lord Bourbon our high Admirall, Shall waft them safelie to the English coast, And chase proud Edward from his slumbring trance, For mocking marriage with the name of France.
War. I came from Edward as Imbassadour [eak160] But I returne his sworne and mortall foe: Matter of marriage was the charge he gaue me, But dreadfull warre shall answere his demand. Had he none else to make a stale but me? Then none but I shall turne his iest to sorrow. ·eak165· I was the chiefe that raisde him to the crowne, And _I_le be chiefe to bring him downe againe, Not that I pittie Henries miserie, But seeke reuenge on Edwards mockerie. Exit.
Act V, Scene XII
Enter king Edward, the Queene and Clarence, and Gloster, and Montague, and Hastings, and Penbrooke with souldiers.
Edw. Brothers of Clarence, and of Glocester, [eal001] What thinke you of our marriage with the ladie Gray?
Cla. My Lord, we thinke as Warwike and Lewes That are so slacke in iudgement, that theile take [eal004] No offence at this suddaine marriage. ·eal005·
Edw. Suppose they doe, they are but Lewes and [eal006] Warwike, and I am your king and Warwikes, [eal007] And will be obaied.
Glo. And shall, because our king, but yet such [eal009] Sudden marriages seldome proueth well. [eal010]
Edw. Yea brother Richard are you against vs too?
Glo. Not I my Lord, no, God forefend that I should [eal012] Once gaine saie your highnesse pleasure, [eal013] I, & twere a pittie to sunder them that yoake so wel togi- (ther. [eal014]
Edw. Setting your skornes and your dislikes aside, ·eal015· Shew me some reasons why the Ladie Gray, Maie not be my loue and Englands Queene? Speake freelie Clarence, Gloster, [eal018] Montague and Hastings.
Cla. My Lord then this is my opinion, [eal020] That Warwike beeing dishonored in his embassage, Doth seeke reuenge to quite his iniuries. [eal022]
Glo. And Lewes in regard of his sisters wrongs, Doth ioine with Warwike to supplant your state,
Edw. Suppose that Lewis and Warwike be appeasd, ·eal025· By such meanes as I can best deuise. [eal026]
Mont. But yet to have ioind with France in this Alliance, would more haue strengthened this our Common wealth, gainst forraine stormes, [eal029] Then anie home bred marriage. [eal030]
Hast. Let England be true within it selfe, We need not France nor any alliance with them.
Cla. For this one speech the Lord Hastings wel deserues, To haue the daughter and heire of the Lord Hungerford.
Edw. And what then? It was our will it should be so? [eal035]
Cla. I, and for such a thing too the Lord Scales Did well deserue at your hands, to haue the Daughter of the Lord Bonfield, and left your Brothers to go seeke elsewhere, but in [eal039] Your madnes, you burie brotherhood. [eal040]
Edw. Alasse poore Clarence, is it for a wife, That thou art mal-content, [eal042] Why man be of good cheere, Ile prouide thee one. [eal043]
Cla. Naie you plaide the broker so ill for your selfe, That you shall giue me leaue to make my [eal045] Choise as I thinke good, and to that intent, I shortlie meane to leaue you.
Edw. Leaue me or tarrie I am full resolu’d, Edward will not be tied to his brothers wils.
Queen. My Lords doe me but right, and you must [eal050] Confesse, before it pleasd his highnesse to aduance My state to title of a Queene, That I was not ignoble in my birth. [eal053]
Edw. Forbeare my loue to fawne upon their frownes, For thee they must obay, naie shall obaie, ·eal055· And if they looke for fauour at my hands.
Mont. My Lord, heere is the messenger returned from (France. [eal057]
Enter a Messenger.
Ed. Now sirra, What letters or what newes? [eal058]
Mes. No letters my Lord, and such newes, as without your highnesse speciall pardon I dare not relate. [eal060]
Edw. We pardon thee, and as neere as thou canst [eal061] Tell me, What said Lewis to our letters?
Mes. At my departure these were his verie words. Go tell false Edward thy supposed king, That Lewis of France is sending ouer Maskers, ·eal065· To reuill it with him and his new bride. [eal066]
Edw. Is Lewis so braue, belike he thinkes me Henry. [eal067] But what said Lady Bona to these wrongs?
Mes. Tel him quoth she, in hope heele prove a widdower [eal069] shortly, _I_le wear the willow garland for his sake. [eal070]
Edw. She had the wrong, indeed she could saie [eal071] Little lesse. But what saide Henries Queene, for as [eal072] I heare, she was then in place?
Mes. Tell him quoth shee my mourning weeds be Doone, and I am readie to put armour on. [eal075]
Edw. Then belike she meanes to plaie the Amazon. But what said Warwike to these iniuries?
Mes. He more incensed then the rest my Lord, Tell him quoth he, that he hath done me wrong, And therefore Ile vncrowne him er’t be long. ·eal080·
Ed. Ha, Durst the traytor breath out such proude words? But I will arme me to preuent the worst. But what is Warwike friendes with Margaret? [eal083]
Mes. I my good Lord, theare so linkt in friendship, [eal084] That young Prince Edward marries Warwikes daughter. ·eal085·
Cla. The elder, belike Clarence shall haue the [eal086] Yonger. All you that loue me and Warwike [eal087] Follow me. Exit Clarence and Summerset.
Edw. Clarence and Summerset fled to Warwike, What saie you brother Richard, will you stand to vs? ·eal090·
Glo. I my Lord, in despight of all that shall [eal091] Withstand you For why hath Nature Made me halt downe right, but that I Should be valiant and stand to it, for if [eal094] I would, I cannot runne awaie. ·eal095·
Edw. Penbrooke, go raise an armie presentlie, Pitch vp my tent, for in the field this night I meane to rest, and on the morrow morne, Ile march to meet proud Warwike ere he land Those stragling troopes which he hath got in France. ·eal100· But ere I goe Montague and Hastings, You of all the rest are neerest allied [eal102] In bloud to Warwike, therefore tell me, if [eal103] You fauour him more then me or not: Speake truelie, for I had rather haue you open [eal105] Enemies, then hollow friends.
Monta. So God helpe Montague as he proues true.
Hast. And Hastings as hee fauours Edwards cause.
Edw. It shall suffice, come then lets march awaie. [eal109] Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XIII
Enter Warwike and Oxford, with souldiers.
War. Trust me my Lords all hitherto goes well, The common people by numbers swarme to vs, But see where Sommerset and Clarence comes, Speake suddenlie my Lords, are we all friends? [eam004]
Cla. Feare not that my Lord. ·eam005·
War. Then gentle Clarence welcome vnto Warwike. And welcome Summerset, I hold it cowardise, To rest mistrustfull where a noble hart, [eam008] Hath pawnde an open hand in signe of loue, Else might I thinke that Clarence, Edwards brother, ·eam010· Were but a fained friend to our proceedings, But welcome sweet Clarence my daughter shal be thine. [eam012] And now what rests but in nights couerture, Thy brother being careleslie encampt, His souldiers lurking in the towne about, ·eam015· And but attended by a simple guarde, We maie surprise and take him at our pleasure, Our skouts have found the aduenture very easie, Then crie king Henry with resolued mindes, And breake we presentlie into his tent. ·eam020·
Cla. Why then lets on our waie in silent sort, For Warwike and his friends God and saint George. [eam022]
War. This is his tent, and see where his guard doth [eam023] Stand, Courage my souldiers, now or neuer, But follow me now, and Edward shall be ours. ·eam025·
All. A Warwike, a Warwike. Alarmes, and Gloster and Hastings flies.
Oxf. Who goes there?
War. Richard and Hastings let them go, heere is the (Duke
Edw. The Duke, why Warwike when we parted [eam029] Last, thou caldst me king? [eam030]
War. I, but the case is altred now. When you disgraste me in my embassage, [eam032] Then I disgraste you from being king, And now am come to create you Duke of Yorke, Alasse how should you gouerne anie kingdome, ·eam035· That knowes not how to vse embassadors, Nor how to vse your brothers brotherlie, Nor how to shrowd your selfe from enimies.
Edw. Well Warwike, let fortune doe her worst, Edward in minde will beare himselfe a king. ·eam040·
War. Then for his minde be Edward Englands king. But Henry now shall weare the English crowne. Go conuaie him to our brother archbishop of Yorke, And when I haue fought with Penbrooke & his followers, Ile come and tell thee what the ladie Bona saies, ·eam045· And so for a while farewell good Duke of Yorke. [eam046] Exeunt some with Edward.
Cla. What followes now, all hithertoo goes well, [eam047] But we must dispatch some letters to France, [eam048] To tell the Queene of our happy fortune, And bid hir come with speed to ioine with vs. [eam050]
War. I thats the first thing that we have to doe, [eam051] And free king Henry from imprisonment, And see him seated in his regall throne, Come let vs haste awaie, and hauing past these cares, [eam054] _I_le post to Yorke, and see how Edward fares. ·eam055· Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XIV
Enter Gloster, Hastings, and sir William Stanly.
Glo. Lord Hastings, and sir William Stanly, [ean001] Know that the cause I sent for you is this. I looke my brother with a slender traine, Should come a hunting in this forrest heere. The Bishop of Yorke befriends him much, ·ean005· And lets him vse his pleasure in the chase, Now I haue priuilie sent him word, How I am come with you to rescue him, And see where the huntsman and he doth come.
Enter Edward and a Huntsman.
Hunts This waie my Lord the deere is gone. ·ean010·
Edw. No this waie huntsman, see where the [ean011] Keepers stand. Now brother and the rest, What, are you prouided to depart?
Glo. I, I, the horse stands at the parke corner, Come, to Linne, and so take shipping into Flanders. ·ean015·
Edw. Come then: Hastings, and Stanlie, I will [ean016] Requite your loues. Bishop farewell, Sheeld thee from Warwikes frowne, [ean018] And praie that I maie repossesse the crowne. Now huntsman what will you doe? ·ean020·
Hunts Marrie my Lord, I thinke I had as good Goe with you, as tarrie heere to be hangde.
Edw. Come then lets awaie with speed. Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XV
Enter the Queene and the Lord Riuers.
Riuers. Tel me good maddam, why is your grace [eao001] So passionate of late?
Queen. Why brother Riuers, heare you not the newes, [eao003] Of that successe king Edward had of late?
Riu. What? losse of some pitcht battaile against Warwike, [eao005] Tush, feare not faire Queen, but cast those cares aside. King Edwards noble mind his honours doth display: And Warwike maie loose, though then he got the day.
Queen. If that were all, my griefes were at an end: But greater troubles will I feare befall. ·eao010·
Riu. What, is he taken prisoner by the foe, [eao011] To the danger of his royall person then?
Queen. I, thears my griefe, king Edward is surprisde, [eao013] And led awaie, as prisoner vnto Yorke. [eao014]
Riu. The newes is passing strange, I must confesse: [eao015] Yet comfort your selfe, for Edward hath more friends, Then Lancaster at this time must perceiue, That some will set him in his throne againe.
Queen. God grant they maie, but gentle brother come, And let me leane vpon thine arme a while, [eao020] Vntill I come vnto the sanctuarie, There to preserue the fruit within my wombe, K. Edwards seed true heire to Englands crowne. Exit.
Act V, Scene XVI
Enter Edward and Richard, and Hastings with a troope of Hollanders.
Edw. Thus far from Belgia haue we past the seas, And marcht from Raunspur hauen vnto Yorke: [eap002] But soft the gates are shut, I like not this.
Rich. Sound vp the drum and call them to the wals. [eap004]
Enter the Lord Maire of Yorke vpon the wals.
Mair. My Lords we had notice of your comming, ·eap005· And thats the cause we stand vpon our garde, [eap006] And shut the gates for to preserue the towne. Henry now is king, and we are sworne to him.
Edw. Why my Lord Maire, if Henry be your king, [eap009] Edward I am sure at least, is Duke of Yorke. ·eap010·
Mair. Truth my Lord, we know you for no lesse. [eap011]
Edw. I craue nothing but my Dukedome.
Rich. But when the Fox hath gotten in his head, Heele quicklie make the bodie follow after. [eap014]
Hast. Why my Lord Maire, what stand you vpon points? ·eap015· Open the gates, we are king Henries friends.
Mair. Saie you so, then _I_le open them presentlie. Exit Maire.
Ri. By my faith, a wise stout captain & soone perswaded.
The Maire opens the dore, and brings the keies in his hand.
Edw. So my Lord Maire, these gates must not be shut, ·eap020· But in the time of warre, giue me the keies: [eap021] What, feare not man for Edward will defend the towne and you, despight of all your foes.
Enter sir Iohn Mountgommery with drumme and souldiers.
How now Richard, who is this?
Rich. Brother, this is sir Iohn Mountgommery, A trustie friend, vnlesse I be deceiude. ·eap025·
Edw. Welcome sir Iohn. Wherfore come you in armes?
Sir Iohn. To helpe king Edward in this time of stormes, As euerie loyall subiect ought to doe.
Edw. Thankes braue Mountgommery, But I onlie claime my Dukedom. ·eap030· Vntil it please God to send the rest. [eap031]
Sir Iohn. Then fare you wel? Drum strike vp and let vs March away, I came to serue a king and not a Duke.
Edw. Nay staie sir Iohn, and let vs first debate, With what security we maie doe this thing. ·eap035·
Sir Iohn. What stand you on debating, to be briefe, Except you presently proclaime your selfe our king, Ile hence againe, and keepe them backe that come to [eap038] Succour you, why should we fight when You pretend no title? ·eap040·
Rich. Fie brother, fie, stand you vpon tearmes? [eap041] Resolue your selfe, and let vs claime the crowne.
Edw. I am resolude once more to claime the crowne, And win it too, or else to loose my life. [eap044]
Sir Iohn. I now my soueraigne speaketh like himselfe, [eap045] And now will I be Edwards Champion, Sound Trumpets, for Edward shall be proclaimd.
Edward the fourth by the grace of God, king of England [eap048] and France, and Lord of Ireland, and whosoeuer gainsaies king Edwards right: by this I challenge him to ·eap050· single fight, long liue Edward the fourth.
All. Long liue Edward the fourth.
Edw. We thanke you all. Lord Maire leade on the waie. For this night weele harbour here in Yorke, [eap054] And then as earlie as the morning sunne, ·eap055· Liftes vp his beames aboue this horison Weele march to London, to meete with Warwike: [eap057] And pull false Henry from the Regall throne. [eap058] Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XVII
Enter Warwike and Clarence, with the Crowne, and then king Henry, and Oxford, and Summerset, and the yong Earle of Richmond.
King. Thus from the prison to this princelie seat, [eaq001] By Gods great mercies am I brought [eaq002] Againe, Clarence and Warwike doe you Keepe the crowne, and gouerne and protect My realme in peace, and I will spend the ·eaq005· Remnant of my daies, to sinnes rebuke And my Creators praise.
War. What answeres Clarence to his soueraignes will?
Cla. Clarence agrees to what king Henry likes.
King. My Lord of Summerset, what prettie [eaq010] Boie is that you seeme to be so carefull of?
Sum. And it please your grace, it is yong Henry, [eaq012] Earle of Richmond.
King. Henry of Richmond, Come hither pretie Ladde. If heauenlie powers doe aime aright ·eaq015· To my diuining thoughts, thou pretie boy, Shalt proue this Countries blisse, Thy head is made to weare a princelie crowne, Thy lookes are all repleat with Maiestie, Make much of him my Lords, [eaq020] For this is he shall helpe you more, Then you are hurt by me.
Enter one with a letter to Warwike.
War. What Counsell Lords, Edward from Belgia, With hastie Germaines and blunt Hollanders, Is past in safetie through the narrow seas, ·eaq025· And with his troopes doe march amaine towardes (London, And manie giddie people follow him. [eaq027]
Oxf. Tis best to looke to this betimes, For if this fire doe kindle any further, It will be hard for vs to quench it out. ·eaq030·
War. In _Warwike_shire I haue true harted friends, Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in warre, Them will I muster vp, and thou sonne Clarence shalt [eaq033] In Essex, Suffolke, Norfolke, and in Kent, Stir vp the knights and gentlemen to come with thee. ·eaq035· And thou brother Montague, in _Leister_shire, Buckingham and _Northampton_shire shalt finde, Men well inclinde to doe what thou commands, [eaq038] And thou braue Oxford wondrous well belou’d, Shalt in thy countries muster vp thy friends. ·eaq040· My soueraigne with his louing Citizens, Shall rest in London till we come to him. Faire Lords take leaue and stand not to replie, Farewell my soueraigne.
King. Farewel my Hector, my Troyes true hope. ·eaq045·
War. Farewell sweet Lords, lets meet at Couentrie.
All. Agreed. Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XVIII
Enter Edward and his traine.
Edw. Sease on the shamefast Henry, [ear001] And once againe conuaie him to the Tower, Awaie with him, I will not heare him speake. And now towards Couentrie let vs bend our course [ear004] To meet with Warwike and his confederates. ·ear005· Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XIX
Enter Warwike on the walles.
War. Where is the post that came from valiant Oxford? How farre hence is thy Lord my honest fellow?
Oxf post. By this at Daintrie marching hitherward.
War. Where is our brother Montague? Where is the post that came from Montague? ·eas005·
Post. I left him at Donsmore with his troopes.
War. Say Summerfield where is my louing son? And by thy gesse, how farre is Clarence hence?
Sommer. At Southam my Lord I left him with [eas009] His force, and doe expect him two houres hence. ·eas010·
War. Then Oxford is at hand, I heare his drum.
Enter Edward and his power.
Glo. See brother, where the surly Warwike mans the wal.
War. O vnbid spight, is spotfull Edward come! [eas013] Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduste, [eas014] That we could haue no newes of their repaire? ·eas015·
Edw. Now Warwike wilt thou be sorrie for thy faults, And call Edward king and he will pardon thee.
War. Naie rather wilt thou draw thy forces backe? Confesse who set thee vp and puld thee downe? Call Warwike patron and be penitent, [eas020] And thou shall still remaine the Duke of Yorke.
Glo. I had thought at least he would haue said the king. Or did he make the iest against his will. [eas023]
War. Twas Warwike gaue the kingdome to thy brother. [eas024]
Edw. Why then tis mine, if but by Warwikes gift. ·eas025·
War. I but thou art no Atlas for so great a waight, And weakling, Warwike takes his gift againe, Henry is my king, Warwike his subiect.
Edw. I prethe gallant Warwike tell me this, What is the bodie when the head is off? ·eas030·
Glo. Alasse that Warwike had no more foresight, [eas031] But whilst he sought to steale the single ten, [eas032] The king was finelie fingerd from the decke? [eas033] You left poore Henry in the Bishops pallace, And ten to one you’le meet him in the Tower. [eas035]
Edw. Tis euen so, and yet you are olde Warwike still.
War. O cheerefull colours, see where Oxford comes. [eas037]
Enter Oxford with drum and souldiers & al crie,
Oxf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster. Exit. [eas038]
Edw. The Gates are open, see they enter in, [eas039] Lets follow them and bid them battaile in the streetes. ·eas040·
Glo. No, so some other might set vpon our backes, Weele staie till all be entered, and then follow them. [eas042]
Enter Summerset with drum and souldiers.
Sum. Summerset, Summerset, for Lancaster. Exit.
Glo. Two of thy name both Dukes of Summerset, Haue solde their liues vnto the house of Yorke, ·eas045· And thou shalt be the third and my sword hold. [eas046]
Enter Montague with drum and souldiers.
Mont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster. Exit.
Edw. Traitorous Montague, thou and thy brother Shall deerelie abie this rebellious act. [eas049]
Enter Clarence with drum and souldiers.
War. And loe where George of Clarence sweepes [eas050] Along, of power enough to bid his brother battell..
Cla. Clarence, Clarence, for Lancaster.
Edw. Et tu Brute, wilt thou stab Cæsar too? [eas052] A parlie sirra to George of Clarence. [eas053]
Sound a Parlie, and Richard and Clarence whispers togither, and then Clarence takes his red Rose out of his hat, and throwes it at Warwike.
War. Com Clarence come, thou wilt if Warwike call. ·eas055·
Cla. Father of Warwike, know you what this meanes? I throw mine infamie at thee, I will not ruinate my fathers house, Who gaue his bloud to lime the stones togither, And set vp Lancaster. Thinkest thou ·eas060· That Clarence is so harsh vnnaturall, To lift his sword against his brothers life, And so proud harted Warwike I defie thee, And to my brothers turne my blushing cheekes? [eas064] Pardon me Edward, for I haue done amisse, ·eas065· And Richard doe not frowne vpon me, For henceforth I will proue no more vnconstant.
Edw. Welcome Clarence, and ten times more welcome, Then if thou neuer hadst deserud our hate. [eas069]
Glo. Welcome good Clarence, this is brotherlie. ·eas070·
War. Oh passing traytor, periurd and vniust.
Edw. Now Warwike, wilt thou leaue [eas072] The towne and fight? or shall we beate the Stones about thine eares?
War. Why I am not coopt vppe heere for defence, ·eas075·
I will awaie to Barnet presently, And bid thee battaile Edward if thou darest. [eas077]
Edw. Yes Warwike he dares, and leades the waie, Lords to the field, saint George and victorie. Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XX
Alarmes, and then enter Warwike wounded.
War. Ah, who is nie? Come to me friend or foe, And tell me who is victor Yorke or Warwike? Why aske I that? my mangled bodie shewes, That I must yeeld my bodie to the earth. And by my fall the conquest to my foes, ·eat005· Thus yeelds the Cedar to the axes edge, Whose armes gaue shelter to the princelie Eagle, Vnder whose shade the ramping Lion slept, [eat008] Whose top branch ouerpeerd Ioues spreading tree. The wrinkles in my browes now fild with bloud, ·eat010· Were likened oft to kinglie sepulchers. For who liu’d king, but I could dig his graue? And who durst smile, when Warwike bent his brow? Lo now my glorie smeerd in dust and bloud, My parkes, my walkes, my mannors that I had, [eat015] Euen now forsake me, and of all my lands, Is nothing left me but my bodies length.
Enter Oxford and Summerset.
Oxf. Ah Warwike, Warwike, cheere vp thy selfe and liue, For yet thears hope enough to win the daie. [eat019] Our warlike Queene with troopes is come from France, ·eat020· And at South-hampton landed all hir traine, [eat021] And mightst thou liue, then would we neuer flie. [eat022]
War. Whie then I would not flie, nor haue I now, But Hercules himselfe must yeeld to ods, For manie wounds receiu’d, and manie moe repaid, [eat025] Hath robd my strong knit sinews of their strength, And spite of spites needes must I yeeld to death.
Som. Thy brother Montague hath breathd his last, And at the pangs of death I heard him crie And saie, commend me to my valiant brother, ·eat030· And more he would haue spoke and more he said, [eat031] Which sounded like a clamor in a vault, [eat032] That could not be distinguisht for the sound, And so the valiant Montague gave vp the ghost.
War. What is pompe, rule, raigne, but earth and dust? And liue we how we can, yet die we must. Sweet rest his soule, flie Lords and saue your selues, For Warwike bids you all farewell to meet in Heauen.
He dies.
Oxf Come noble Summerset, lets take our horse, [eat039] And cause retrait be sounded through the campe, [eat040] That all our friends that yet remaine aliue, Maie be awarn’d and saue themselues by flight. [eat042] That done, with them weele post vnto the Queene, And once more trie our fortune in the field. Ex. ambo. [eat044]
Enter Edward, Clarence, Gloster, with souldiers.
Edw. Thus still our fortune giues vs victorie, ·eat045· And girts our temples with triumphant ioies, [eat046] The bigboond traytor Warwike hath breathde his last, [eat047] And heauen this daie hath smilde vpon vs all, [eat048] But in this cleere and brightsome daie, I see a blacke suspitious cloud appeare ·eat050· That will encounter with our glorious sunne Before he gaine his easefull westerne beames, I mean those powers which the Queen hath got in Frāce [eat053] Are landed, and meane once more to menace vs.
Glo. Oxford and Summerset are fled to hir, [eat055] And tis likelie if she haue time to breath, [eat056] Her faction will be full as strong as ours.
Edw. We are aduertisde by our louing friends, That they doe hold their course towards Tewxburie. Thither will we, for willingnes rids waie, ·eat060· And in euerie countie as we passe along, [eat061] Our strengthes shall be augmented. [eat062] Come lets goe, for if we slacke this faire [eat063] Bright Summers daie, sharpe winters Showers will marre our hope for haie. Ex. Omnes. [eat065]
Act V, Scene XXI
Enter the Queene, Prince Edward, Oxford, and Summerset, with drum and souldiers.
Quee. Welcome to England, my louing friends of Frāce, [eau001] And welcome Summerset, and Oxford too. Once more haue we spread our sailes abroad, And though our tackling be almost consumde, And Warwike as our maine mast ouerthrowne, [eau005] Yet warlike Lords raise you that sturdie post, That beares the sailes to bring vs vnto rest, And Ned and I as willing Pilots should For once with carefull mindes guide on the sterne, To beare vs through that dangerous gulfe ·eau010· That heretofore hath swallowed vp our friends.
Prince. And if there be, as God forbid there should, Amongst vs a timorous or fearefull man, Let him depart before the battels ioine, [eau014] Least he in time of need intise another, [eau015] And so withdraw the souldiers harts from vs. I will not stand aloofe and bid you fight, But with my sword presse in the thickest thronges, [eau018] And single Edward from his strongest guard, And hand to hand enforce him for to yeeld, ·eau020· Or leaue my bodie as witnesse of my thoughts.
Oxf. Women and children of so high resolue, And Warriors faint, why twere perpetuall [eau023] Shame? Oh braue yong Prince, thy [eau024] Noble grandfather doth liue againe in thee, ·eau025· Long maiest thou liue to beare his image, And to renew his glories.
Sum. And he that turnes and flies when such do fight, Let him to bed, and like the Owle by daie Be hist, and wondered at if he arise. [eau030]
Enter a Messenger.
Mes. My Lords, Duke Edward with a mighty power, Is marching hitherwards to fight with you.
Oxf. I thought it was his pollicie, to take vs vnprouided, But here will we stand and fight it to the death. [eau034]
Enter king Edward, Cla. Glo. Hast. and Souldiers.
Edw. See brothers, yonder stands the thornie wood, ·eau035· Which by Gods assistance and your prowesse, Shall with our swords yer night be cleane cut downe. [eau037]
Queen. Lords, Knights & gentlemen, what I should say, My teares gainesaie, for as you see, I drinke The water of mine eies. Then no more [eau040] But this. Henry your king is prisoner [eau041] In the tower, his land and all our friends Are quite distrest, and yonder standes The Wolfe that makes all this, Then on Gods name Lords togither cry saint George. ·eau045·
All. Saint George for Lancaster. [eau046]
Alarmes to the battell, Yorke flies, then the chambers be discharged. Then enter the king, Cla. & Glo. and the rest, & make a great shout, and crie, for Yorke, for Yorke, and then the Queene is taken, & the prince, & Oxf. & Sum. and then sound and enter all againe.
Edw. Lo here a period of tumultuous broiles, Awaie with Oxford to Hames castell straight, For Summerset off with his guiltie head. Awaie I will not heare them speake. ·eau050·
Oxf. For my part Ile not trouble thee with words. [eau051] Exit Oxford.
Sum. Nor I, but stoope with patience to my death. [eau052] Exit Sum.
Edw. Now Edward what satisfaction canst thou make, For stirring vp my subiects to rebellion?
Prin. Speake like a subiect proud ambitious Yorke, ·eau055· Suppose that I am now my fathers mouth, Resigne thy chaire, and where I stand kneele thou, Whilst I propose the selfesame words to thee, [eau058] Which traytor thou woudst haue me answere to. [eau059]
Queen. Oh that thy father had bin so resolu’d: [eau060]
Glo. That you might still haue kept your [eau061] Peticote, and nere haue stolne the Breech from Lancaster.
Prince. Let Aesop fable in a winters night, His currish Riddles sorts not with this place. ·eau065·
Glo. By heauen brat _I_le plague you for that word.
Queen. I, thou wast borne to be a plague to men.
Glo. For Gods sake take awaie this captiue scold.
Prin Nay take away this skolding Crooktbacke rather. [eau069]
Edw. Peace wilfull boy, or I will tame your tongue. ·eau070·
Cla. Vntuterd lad thou art too malepert. [eau071]
Prin. I know my dutie, you are all vndutifull. Lasciuious Edward, and thou periurd George, And thou mishapen Dicke, I tell you all, I am your better, traytors as you be. ·eau075·
Edw. Take that, the litnes of this railer heere. [eau076]
Queen. Oh kill me too.
Glo. Marrie and shall.
Edw. Hold Richard hold, for we haue doone too (much alreadie. [eau079]
Glo. Why should she liue to fill the world with words? ·eau080·
Ed. What doth she swound? make meanes for Her recouerie? [eau081]
Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother, I must to London on a serious matter, Ere you come there, you shall heare more newes.
Cla. About what, prethe tell me? ·eau085·
Glo. The Tower man, the Tower, Ile root them out. Exit Gloster.
Queen. Ah Ned, speake to thy mother boy? ah [eau087] Thou canst not speake. Traytors, Tyrants, bloudie Homicides, They that stabd Cæsar shed no bloud at all, ·eau090· For he was a man, this in respect a childe, And men nere spend their furie on a child, Whats worse then tyrant that I maie name, [eau093] You haue no children Deuils, if you had, _T_he thought of them would then haue stopt your rage, ·eau095· But if you euer hope to haue a sonne, Looke in his youth to haue him so cut off, As Traitors you haue doone this sweet young prince.
Edw. Awaie, and beare her hence.
Queen. Naie nere beare me hence, dispatch [eau100] Me heere, heere sheath thy sword, _I_le pardon thee my death. Wilt thou not? Then Clarence, doe thou doe it? [eau103]
Cla. By Heauen I would not doe thee so much ease.
Queen. Good Clarence doe, sweet Clarence kill me too. ·eau105·
Cla. Didst thou not heare me sweare I would not do it?
Queen. I, but thou vsest to forsweare thy selfe, Twas sinne before, but now tis charitie. Whears the Diuels butcher, hardfauored Richard, [eau109] Richard where art thou? He is not heere, [eau110] Murder is his almes deed, petitioners For bloud he nere put backe. [eau112]
Edw. Awaie I saie, and take her hence perforce.
Queen. So come to you and yours, as to this prince. [eau114] Ex.
Edw. Clarence, whithers Gloster gone? [eau115]
Cla Marrie my Lord to London, and as I gesse, to [eau116] Make a bloudie supper in the Tower.
Edw. He is sudden if a thing come in his head. Well, discharge the common souldiers with paie And thankes, and now let vs towards London, [eau120] To see our gentle Queene how shee doth fare, [eau121] For by this I hope shee hath a sonne for vs. Exeunt Omnes.
Act V, Scene XXII
Enter Gloster to king Henry in the Tower.
Glo. Good day my Lord. What at your booke so hard?
Hen. I my good Lord. Lord I should saie rather, Tis sinne to flatter, good was little better, Good Gloster, and good Diuell, were all alike, What scene of Death hath Rosius now to act? ·eav005·
Glo. Suspition alwaies haunts a guiltie mind.
Hen. The birde once limde doth feare the fatall bush, And I the haplesse maile to one poore bird, Haue now the fatall obiect in mine eie, Where my poore young was limde, was caught & kild. ·eav010·
Glo. Why, what a foole was that of Creete? That taught his sonne the office [eav012] Of a birde, and yet for all that the poore Fowle was drownde. [eav014]
Hen. I Dedalus, my poore sonne Icarus, ·eav015· Thy father Minos that denide our course, Thy brother Edward, the sunne that searde his wings, And thou the enuious gulfe that swallowed him. [eav018] Oh better can my brest abide thy daggers point, Then can mine eares that tragike historie. ·eav020·
Glo. Why dost thou thinke I am an executioner?
Hen. A persecutor I am sure thou art, And if murdering innocents be executions, Then I know thou art an executioner.
Glo. Thy sonne I kild for his presumption. ·eav025·
Hen. Hadst thou bin kild when first thou didst presume, Thou hadst not liude to kill a sonne of mine, And thus I prophesie of thee. That manie a Widdow for her husbands death, And many an infants water standing eie, ·eav030· Widowes for their husbandes, children for their fathers, Shall curse the time that euer thou wert borne. The owle shrikt at thy birth, an euill signe, The night Crow cride, aboding lucklesse tune, [eav034] Dogs howld and hideous tempests shooke down trees, [eav035] The Rauen rookt her on the Chimnies top, And chattering Pies in dismall discord sung, Thy mother felt more then a mothers paine, And yet brought forth lesse then a mothers hope, To wit: an vndigest created lumpe, ·eav040· Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree, Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast borne, To signifie thou camst to bite the world, And if the rest be true that I haue heard, Thou camst into the world He stabs him. [eav045]
Glo. Die prophet in thy speech, _I_le heare [eav046] No more, for this amongst the rest, was I ordainde.
Hen. I and for much more slaughter after this. O God forgiue my sinnes, and pardon thee. He dies.
Glo. What? will the aspiring bloud of Lancaster ·eav050· Sinke into the ground, I had thought it would haue mounted, [eav051] See how my sword weepes for the poore kings death. Now maie such purple teares be alwaies shed, [eav053] For such as seeke the downefall of our house. If anie sparke of life remaine in thee, Stab him againe. [eav055] Downe, downe to hell, and saie I sent thee thither. I that haue neither pittie, loue nor feare. Indeed twas true that Henry told me of, For I haue often heard my mother saie, That I came into the world with my legs forward, [eav060] And had I not reason thinke you to make hast, And seeke their ruines that vsurpt our rights? The women wept and the midwife cride, [eav063] O Iesus blesse vs, he is borne with teeth. And so I was indeed, which plainelie signifide, ·eav065· That I should snarle and bite, and plaie the dogge. Then since Heauen hath made by bodie so, Let hell make crookt my mind to answere it. I had no father, I am like no father, I haue no brothers, I am like no brothers, [eav070] And this word Loue which graybeards tearme diuine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me, I am my selfe alone. Clarence beware, thou keptst me from the light, But I will sort a pitchie daie for thee. ·eav075· For I will buz abroad such prophesies, [eav076] As Edward shall be fearefull of his life, And then to purge his feare, Ile be thy death. Henry and his sonne are gone, thou Clarence next, [eav079] And by one and one I will dispatch the rest, ·eav080· Counting my selfe but bad, till I be best. Ile drag thy bodie in another roome, And triumph Henry in thy daie of doome. Exit.
Act V, Scene XXIII
Enter king Edward, Queene Elizabeth, and a Nurse with the young prince, and Clarence, and Hastings, and others.
Edw. Once more we sit in England’s royall throne, [eaw001] Repurchasde with the bloud of enemies, What valiant foemen like to Autumnes corne, [eaw003] Haue we mow’d downe in tops of all their pride? Three Dukes of Summerset, threefold renowmd [eaw005] For hardie and vndoubted champions. Two Cliffords, as the father and the sonne, And two Northumberlands, two brauer men Nere spurd their coursers at the trumpets sound. With them the two rough Beares, Warwike and Montague, ·eaw010· That in their chaines fettered the kinglie Lion, And made the Forrest tremble when they roard, Thus haue we swept suspition from our seat, And made our footstoole of securitie. Come hither Besse, and let me kisse my boie, ·eaw015· Young Ned, for thee, thine Vncles and my selfe, Haue in our armors watcht the Winters night, Marcht all a foote in summers skalding heat, [eaw018] That thou mightst repossesse the crowne in peace, And of our labours thou shalt reape the gaine. ·eaw020·
Glo. _I_le blast his haruest and your head were laid, [eaw021] For yet I am not lookt on in the world. This shoulder was ordained so thicke to heaue, And heaue it shall some waight or breake my backe, Worke thou the waie, and thou shalt execute. ·eaw025·
Edward. Clarence and Gloster, loue my louelie Queene, [eaw026] And kisse your princelie nephew brothers both. [eaw027]
Cla. The dutie that I owe vnto your, Maiestie, [eaw028] I seale vpon the rosiate lips of this sweet babe.
Queen. Thankes noble Clarence worthie brother thankes. ·eaw030·
Gloster. And that I loue the fruit from whence thou [eaw031] Sprangst, witnesse the louing kisse I giue the child. To saie the truth so Iudas kist his maister, And so he cride all haile, and meant all harme.
Edward. Nowe am I seated as my soule delights, ·eaw035· Hauing my countries peace, and brothers loues. [eaw036]
Cla. What will your grace haue done with Margaret, [eaw037] Ranard her father to the king of France, [eaw038] Hath pawnd the Cyssels and Ierusalem, [eaw039] And hither haue they sent it for her ransome. [eaw040]
Edw. Awaie with her, and wafte hir hence to France, And now what rests but that we spend the time, With stately Triumphs and mirthfull comicke shewes, Such as befits the pleasures of the Court. Sound drums and Trumpets, farewell to sower annoy, ·eaw045· For heere I hope begins our lasting ioie. Exeunt Omnes.
FINIS.
FOOTNOTES:
[eaa001] Crookeback] Q1 Q2. then Crooke backe Q3.
[eaa006] therewith] Q1 Q2. there with Q3.
[eaa008] the hands] Q1 Q2. th’ hands Q3.
[eaa010] dangerouslie] Q1. danderously Q2. dangerously Q3.
[eaa014] Bloud, whom] Q1. blood, Whom Q2 Q3.
[eaa016] L.] Q1 Q2. Lord Q3.
[eaa022] heauens] Q1 Q2. heauen Q3.
[eaa024] chaire?] Q1. chaire; Q2. chaire: Q3.
[eaa032] Violence, vnlesse] Q1. violenre, Vnlesse Q2. violence, Vnlesse Q3.
[eaa033] lets] Q1 Q2. let’s Q3.
[eaa041] burd] Q1. bird Q2 Q3.
[eaa042] Dares] Q1 Q2. Dare Q3.
[eaa054] this,] Q1. this? Q2 Q3. ¶ lets] Q1 Q2. Let’s Q3.
[eaa063] becke?] Q1 Q2. becke. Q3.
[eaa064], eaa072: D.] Q1 Q2. Duke Q3.
[eaa073] mine] Q1 Q2. my Q3.
[eaa078] that is] Q1 Q2. thats Q3.
[eaa079] sittest] Q1. sitst Q2 Q3.
[eaa082] Duke] Q1 Q3. D. Q2.
[eaa089] remember it] Q1 Q2. remember ’t Q3.
[eaa103], eaa104: vpon their Townes] Q1 Q2. vpon Their townes Q3.
[eaa108] You are] Q1 Q2. Y’are Q3.
[eaa112] Lets] Q1 Q2. Let’s Q3.
[eaa115] leauē] Q1. leaue Q2 Q3.
[eaa116] seekest] Q1 Q2. seek’st Q3.
[eaa117] both both] Q1. both Q2 Q3. ¶ birth,] Q1. birth. Q2. birth? Q3.
[eaa118] discent] Q1 Q2. descent Q3.
[eaa126], eaa130: titles] Q1 Q3. title’s Q2.
[eaa129] T‛was] Q1. Twas Q2 Q3.
[eaa135] Henrie] Q1. Henerie Q2. Henry Q3.
[eaa138] Soueraigne, &] Q1. Soneraigue, And Q2. Soueraigne, And Q3.
[eaa146] laist] Q1 Q3. layest Q2.
[eaa149]–eaa151: Tush...proud] In Q3 the lines end deceiu’d...Norfolke...proud.
[eaa150], eaa151: and of Kent. that] Q1. and of Kent, That Q2. And Kent, that Q3.
[eaa159] you?] Q1 Q3. you, Q2.
[eaa163] Wright] Q1. Write Q2 Q3.
[eaa165] whilst] Q1 Q2. while Q3.
[eaa174] Exit.] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eaa175] Queene.] Q1 Q2. Queene. Exit. Q3.
[eaa177] vnkingly] Q1 Q2. vnkindly Q3.
[eaa180] my Lord] Q1 Q3. my L. Q2.
[eaa187], eaa188: That...Soueraigne] Q1. As two lines in Q2, ending broiles...Soueraigne. As three in Q3, ending oath...line...Soueraigne. ¶ eaa187: thine oath] Q1 Q2. an oath Q3.
[eaa190] him?] Q1. him. Q2 Q3.
[eaa194], eaa195: My Lord...castell] As in Q1 Q2. In Q3 the lines end leaue...Castle.
[eaa195] and his sonnes] Q1 Q2. with his sonnes Q3.
[eaa201] I follow] Q1 Q2. Ile follow Q3.
[eaa203] there?] Q1. there be? Q2 Q3.
[eaa205] our] Q1 Q3. ouer Q2.
[eaa212] sseepe] Q1. sleepe Q2 Q3.
[eaa215] Northen] Q1 Q2. Northerne Q3.
[eaa218] him] Q1 Q3. them Q2.
[eaa222] murdred] Q1 Q2. murdered Q3.
[eaa226] hir...hir] Q1. her...her Q2 Q3. ¶ forget] Q1 Q2. to forget Q3.
[eab005]–eab007: No...father] As in Q1. As two lines in Q2 Q3, ending which...father.
[eab008] boy, why] Q1 Q3. boy? Why Q2.
[eab009], eab010: And...death] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eab011], eab012: But...yeare] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eab017] Then...moment] Two lines in Q3.
[eab025] rhou] Q1. thou Q2 Q3.
[eab033] Saint] Q1 Q2. S. Q3.
[eab039], eab040: Nurthumberland...Wakefield] As in Q1 Q2. As three lines in Q3, ending Westmerland...Lancaster,...Wakefield. ¶ eab039: Nurthumberland] Q1. Northumberland Q2 Q3. ¶ and others] Q1 Q2. with others Q3.
[eab042], eab043: A Gods...me] As in Q1 Q2. As three lines in Q3, ending come...hence...me.
[eab044] Mortemers] Q1. Mortimers Q2. Mortimer Q3.
[eab045] Your] Q1. Y’are Q2 Q3.
[eab047] Shee...field] Two lines in Q3, ending Lord...field.
[eab048] souldiers] soludiors Q3.
[eab050] womans] Q1. woman’s Q2 Q3.
[eab051] woon] Q1. won Q2. wonne Q3.
[eab055] Lets] Q1 Q2. Let’s Q3. ¶ Exit.] Q1 Q3. Exeunt. Q2.
[eac004] Chaplin] Q1 Q2. Chaplaine Q3.
[eac008] Heauen reuenge] Q1 Q3. heauen Reuenge Q2.
[eac010] the Chaplein] Q1. the Chaplin. Q2. Chaplaine. Q3.
[eac014] ouer] Q1 Q2. ore Q3.
[eac018] too] Q1 Q3. to Q2.
[eac021] Bloud hath] Q1 Q3. blood, Hath Q2.
[eac022], eac023: againe? he is a Man] Q1. againe, He is a man Q2. againe, he is a Man Q3.
[eac038] twas] Q1 Q2. t’was Q3.
[eac051] lost thou] Q1. lost; thou Q2. lost, thou Q3.
[eac062] flie:] Q1. flie? Q2 Q3.
[eac081] gainst] Q1 Q2. ’gainst Q3.
[eac090] death] Q1. deafe Q2 Q3.
[eac093] valure] Q1. valour Q2 Q3. ¶ were] Q1 Q2. where Q3.
[eac100] triumphs] Q1 Q3. triumphes Q2. ¶ eac100, eac101: conquered Bootie] Q1. conquered booty Q2. conquer’d booty Q3.
[eac101] robbers] robbbers Q3.
[eac111] where is] Q1 Q2. wher’s Q3. ¶ Crookbackt] Q1. Crookebackt Q2. crookt-backt Q3.
[eac114] amongst] Q1 Q2. mongst Q3.
[eac116] rapiers] Q1 Q3. Rapier Q2.
[eac121] state?] Q1. state: Q2. state. Q3.
[eac122] Yorke?] Q1. Yorke: Q2 Q3.
[eac124] What?] Q1 Q2. What, Q3. ¶ parcht] Q1. partcht Q2. parch Q3.
[eac128] Yorke?] Q1 Q2. Yorke, Q3.
[eac129] whilst] Q1 Q3. while Q2.
[eac130] king?] Q1. King. Q2 Q3.
[eac132] aire] Q1. heire Q2. heyre Q3.
[eac143] Thats] Q1 Q2. That’s Q3.
[eac146] tongue] Q1 Q2. tongue’s Q3. ¶ than] Q1 Q2. then Q3.
[eac150] visard like] Q1 Q2. visard-like Q3.
[eac154] Twere] Q1 Q2. T’were Q3.
[eac155] type] Q1 Q3. tipe Q2.
[eac156] Sissiles] Q1 Q2. Cissiles Q3.
[eac166] that] Q1 Q3. om. Q2.
[eac171] hide?] Q1. hide! Q2. hide; Q3.
[eac179] blowes] Q1 Q2. blow Q3.
[eac180] alaies] Q1. alayes Q2. alaes Q3.
[eac183] French woman] Q1 Q2. French-woman Q3.
[eac185] can I] Q1 Q2. I can Q3.
[eac194] heauie] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eac195] sheed] Q1. shead Q2. shed Q3.
[eac196] sheed] Q1. shed Q2 Q3.
[eac200] two] Q1 Q2. too Q3.
[eac201] Hard-harted] Q1 Q2. Hard harted Q3.
[eac205] inlie] Q1 Q2. inward Q3.
[eac209] Thears...thears] Q1 Q2. There’s...there’s Q3. ¶ my] Q1 Q3. mine Q2.
[eac210] thears] Q1 Q2. there’s Q3.
[ead007] his] Q1 Q2. the Q3. ¶ our] Q1 Q2. from our Q3.
[ead011] Dasell] Q1 Q2. Dazle Q3. ¶ eies] Q1. eies? Q2. eyes, Q3.
[ead012] seperated] Q1 Q2. separated Q3. ¶ ead012, ead013: racking Cloud, but] Q1. racking cloude: But Q2. _racking cloud But_ Q3.
[ead024] thou? that] Q1. thou that Q2 Q3. ¶ lookest] Q1 Q2. look’st Q3. ¶ After this line Q3 inserts Enter a Messenger.
[ead032] forst] Q1 Q2. fore’st Q3.
[ead051] hart] Q1. heart Q2. hate Q3.
[ead054] bare] Q1 Q3. beare Q2.
[ead059] descent] Q1 Q3. disent Q2.
[ead061] his?] Q1. his. Q2 Q3.
[ead063] Ah] Q1 Q3. Ah gentle Q2. ¶ report] Q1 Q3. but reporte, Q2. ¶ ead063–ead066: Ah...wounds] Q1. In Q2 the lines end reporte...deliuerance...tould...woundes. In Q3 they end at newes...flesh...adde...wounds.
[ead069] I] Q1 Q3. om. Q2.
[ead070] L.] Q1. Lord Q2 Q3.
[ead071] a go] Q1. agoe Q2. ago Q3.
[ead073] things] Q1 Q2. newes Q3.
[ead076] swiflie] Q1. swiftlie Q2. swiftly Q3.
[ead081] to entercept] Q1. t’entercept Q2. to intercept Q3.
[ead089], ead092: twas] Q1 Q2. ’twas Q3.
[ead090] He lookt] Q1. Who lookt Q2. He look’d Q3.
[ead097] night Owles] Q1 Q2. Night-Owles Q3.
[ead108] another] Q1 Q3. an other Q2.
[ead115] gainst] Q1 Q2. ’gainst Q3.
[ead127] whats] Q1 Q2. what’s Q3.
[ead138] mo] Q1 Q2. moe Q3.
[ead143] frustrate] Q1 Q3. frusterate Q2. ¶ or] Q1 Q3. ot Q2.
[ead147] 48.] Q1 Q2. eight and forty Q3.
[ead158] faints] Q1 Q3. faint’st Q2.
[ead161] degree, is] Q1. degree is Q2. degree is, Q3.
[ead165] the] Q1 Q3. th’ Q2.
[ead172] Lets] Q1 Q2. Let’s Q3.
[eae002] Yonders] Q1 Q3. Yonder’s Q2.
[eae014] Whose scapes] Q1. Who scapes Q2 Q3.
[eae034] birth right] Q1. birth-right Q2 Q3.
[eae045] euill] Q1 Q2. ill Q3.
[eae057] straight doe dub] Q1. straight do bub Q2. straight way dub Q3.
[eae060] boy] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eae074] thats] Q1 Q2. that’s Q3.
[eae079] crowne,] Q1 Q2. Crowne? Q3.
[eae089] Parlement] Q1. Parliament Q2 Q3.
[eae091] And...son?] Two lines in Q3, the first ending George.
[eae092] their] Q1 Q2. there Q3.
[eae093] I...sort] Two lines in Q3, the first ending thee.
[eae096] synald] Q1 Q2. signall Q3.
[eae098] War.] Q1 Q2. Warwicke Q3.
[eae101] flee] Q1 Q2. flye Q3. ¶ tis] Q1 Q2. t’is Q3.
[eae102] so] Q1 Q2. as Q3.
[eae103] that] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eae104] you] Q1 Q2. yee Q3.
[eae105]–eae109: Northumberland...child-killer] As in Q1. As prose in Q2. As five lines in Q3 ending hold...reuerently...refraine...heart...child-killer.
[eae113] sunne set] Q1 Q2. sun-set Q3.
[eae114] Haue...speake] Q1 Q2. Two lines in Q3, ending Lords...speake.
[eae117] am a king and] Q1 Q2. being a King am Q3. ¶ priuiledge] Q1. previledgde Q2. priviledg’d Q3.
[eae119] cru’d] Q1. cur’d Q2 Q3.
[eae135] venome] Q1 Q2. venom’d Q3.
[eae139] Shames thou] Q1. Sham’st Q2. Sham’st thou Q3. ¶ eae139, eae140: de-Riu’de, to] Q1. de-riu’de, To Q2 Q3.
[eae145] macht] Q1. matcht Q2 Q3.
[eae148] gracst] Q1. grac’d Q2. grac’st Q3.
[eae153] slept?] Q1. slept, Q2 Q3.
[eae155] an other] Q1 Q2. another Q3.
[eae156] the gaine] Q1 Q2. thee gaine Q3.
[eae164] Not] Q1 Q2. Nor Q3.
[eae169] wrangling woman] Q1 Q3. wrangling. woman Q2.
[eaf005] perforce] Q1 Q3. per force Q2. ¶ rest] Q1 Q3. yeeld Q2.
[eaf011] theres] Q1 Q2. there’s Q3.
[eaf013] Lest] Q1 Q2. Least Q3.
[eaf014] lords: what hap,] Q1. Lords? what hap, Q2. Lords, what hap? Q3.
[eaf020] tottring] Q1 Q3. totering Q2.
[eaf024] off] Q1 Q3. of Q2.
[eaf035] loose] Q1 Q2. lose Q3.
[eaf037] pillers] Q1 Q2. pillars Q3.
[eaf038] promise] gromise Q2.
[eag005] slise] Q1. slice Q2 Q3.
[eag010] heres] Q1. heer’s Q2. heere’s Q3. ¶ Alarme still] Q1. Alarmes still Q2 Q3.
[eah007] ciuill iars!] Q1 Q3. cruell iarres Q2.
[eah008] raind] Q1. raignde Q2. raign’d Q3.
[eah024] an other] Q1 Q2. another Q3.
[eah030] ironious] Q1 Q2. ironous Q3.
[eah032] thee lif] Q1 Q3. the life Q2. ¶ too late] Q1 Q3. to late Q2.
[eah037] white] Q1 Q3. Whight Q2.
[eah043] of my] Q1 Q3. of her Q2.
[eah053] murdered] Q1 Q3. murdred Q2.
[eah058] hope] Q1 Q2. helpe Q3.
[eah061] comes] Q1 Q3. come Q2.
[eah073] whither] Q1 Q2. whether Q3.
[eah085] lenitie] Q1. lenetie Q2. lenity Q3.
[eah093] and Warwike] Q1. and Warwicke Q2. Warwicke Q3.
[eah094], eah95: Thus...Course] One line in Q2.
[eah095] grast] Q1 Q2. grac’d Q3.
[eah109] father] Q1 Q3. om. Q2.
[eah110], eah111: From...there] As in Q1 Q3. In Q2 the first line ends at head.
[eah112] Insteed] Q1. In stead Q2. Instead Q3.
[eah116] euill] Q1 Q3. yll Q2.
[eah122] that in the] Q1 Q3. in the Q2.
[eah132] Wheres] Q1. Where’s Q2 Q3.
[eah134], eah136: hees] Q1. hee’s Q2 Q3.
[eah149] needst] Q1 Q2. needs Q3.
[eah155] my Lord] Q1. my Lord? Q2. my Lord. Q3.
[eah158] We...sword] As in Q1 Q2. Two lines in Q3, the first ending Clarence.
[eah159] Glocester] Q1 Q2. Gloster Q3.
[eah160] him] Q1 Q2. himselfe Q3.
[eah163] thats] Q1 Q2. that’s Q3.
[eai010]–eai012: I marrie...deposde] As in Q1 Q3. In Q2 the lines end fee...King...deposde. ¶ eai010: here is] Q1 Q2. heere’s Q3.
[eai013], eai014: My...Warwike] As in Q1. In Q2 Q3 the lines end France...Warwicke.
[eai018] wun] Q1. wonne Q2. won Q3.
[eai024] Keeper.] Q1 Q3. Heeper. Q2.
[eai028] talkest] Q1 Q2. talkes Q3.
[eai029] shew.] shew? Q3.
[eai032], eai033: My...enioy] As prose in Q3.
[eai037] K.] Q1 Q2. King Q3.
[eai040], eai041: Gods...obay] As in Q1 Q3. In Q2 the first line ends obayde.
[eaj001] Glocester] Q1 Q2. Gloster Q3.
[eaj003] saint] Q1 Q2. S. Q3.
[eaj012] Clarence,] Q1 Q2. Clarence. Q3. ¶ some thing] Q1 Q3. somthing Q2.
[eaj014] Cla.] Q1 Q2. Glo. Q3.
[eaj024] heele] Q1. hee’l Q2 Q3. ¶ hir] Q1. her Q2 Q3.
[eaj025] most] Q1 Q3. om. Q2.
[eaj026] and] Q1 Q2. if Q3.
[eaj027] Were it] Q1 Q2. Wer’t Q3. ¶ loose] Q1. lose Q2 Q3.
[eaj028] L.] Q1 Q2. Lord Q3.
[eaj033]–eaj036: Naie...clap] As in Q1 Q3. Three lines in Q2, ending landes...commaundes...clap.
[eaj038] godsforbot] Q1 Q3. gods-forbot Q2. ¶ heele] Q1 Q2. hee’l Q3.
[eaj041] Thats] Q1 Q2. That’s Q3.
[eaj044] cursie] Q1. curtesie Q2. curtsie Q3.
[eaj048] meant] Q1 Q3. meane Q2.
[eaj055], eaj056: Heerein...Me] One line in Q2.
[eaj062] bends] Q1 Q3. bens Q2.
[eaj071], eaj072: I speake...intends] One line in Q2.
[eaj075] too bad] Q1 Q3. to bad Q2.
[eaj076] too good] Q1 Q3. to good Q2.
[eaj079], eaj080. No more...children] In Q2 Q3 the first line ends at mother.
[eaj086] twas] Q1 Q2. ’twas Q3.
[eaj087]–eaj089: Brothers...her] As prose in Q2.
[eaj093] thats] Q1 Q2. that’s Q3.
[eaj095], eaj096: hir...lands] One line in Q2.
[eaj096] lands] Q1 Q3 lauds Q2.
[eaj097], eaj098: And...Taken] One line in Q2.
[eaj100] let vs] Q1. lets Q2 Q3. ¶ eaj100–eaj102: And...honorablie] Two lines in Q2, the first ending apprehension. Three in Q3, ending about...vse...honourably.
[eaj102] Exeunt Omnes] Q1 Q3. Exeunt. Q2.
[eaj109] lookt for] Q1. looke for Q2 Q3.
[eaj118] hir] Q1. her Q2 Q3.
[eaj120] plaste] Q1. plast Q2. plac’d Q3.
[eaj127] that that] Q1. that, that Q2. that which Q3.
[eaj131] cannot] Q1 Q3. can not Q2.
[eak001] and others.] Q1 Q2. with others. Q3. ¶ eak001: Queene] Q1 Q3. Q. Q2.
[eak028] plast] Q1 Q2. plac’d Q3.
[eak042] Henries Q1 Q2. Henry is Q3. ¶ lineallie] lineasly Q2.
[eak047], eak054: pettigree] Q1 Q2. pedigree Q3.
[eak048] yeares a] Q1. yeeres; a Q2. yeares, a Q3.
[eak056], eak057: Call...Brother] One line in Q2.
[eak064], eak065: Queene...Oxford] As one line in Q2.
[eak071], eak073: What is] Q1. What, is Q2 Q3.
[eak074], eak075: Such...himselfe] One line in Q2.
[eak083] or your] Q1 Q2. or Q3.
[eak087], eak088: Then...Witnesse] One line in Q2.
[eak094] twere] Q1 Q2 ’twere Q3.
[eak101] as his] Q1. at his Q2 Q3.
[eak104] Mine such...full of] Q1. Mine, such...full of Q2. Mine is such...with Q3.
[eak116] vntimlie to his] to an vntimely Q3.
[eak117] my] Q1 Q2. thy Q3.
[eak119] home] Q1. home? Q2 Q3.
[eak125], eak126: Yes...Faults] One line in Q2 Q3. ¶ eak125: I doe] Ile Q3.
[eak134], eak135: You...king] As three lines in Q2, ending ayde...post...King.
[eak138] heele] Q1 Q2. hee’l Q3.
[eak144] Thears] Q1. Ther’s Q2. There’s Q3. ¶ begone] Q1 Q2. be gone. Exit Mes. Q3.
[eak150] wedlockes] Q1 Q2. wedlocke Q3.
[eak151] Withall] Q1. With all Q2 Q3.
[eak155] lcuie] Q1. leuie Q2 Q3.
[eak160] Imbassadour] Q1. Embassadour Q2. Embassador Q3.
[eal001] and Clarence] Q1 Q2. Clarence Q3. ¶ and Gloster...and Hastings] Q1 Q2. Gloster, Montague, Hastings, Q3. ¶ eal001: Glocester] Q1 Q2. Gloster Q3.
[eal004], eal005: That...marriage] As prose in Q2. ¶ eal004: theile] Q1. theyle Q2. they will Q3.
[eal006], eal007: Suppose...Warwike] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eal007] am] Q1 Q2. am both Q3.
[eal009], eal010: And...well] As prose in Q2. ¶ eal009: our king] Q1 Q3. you are our king Q2.
[eal010] seldome] Q1 Q2. sildome Q3.
[eal012], eal013: should...pleasure] One line in Q3.
[eal013] gaine saie] Q1. gainesay Q2. gainsay Q3.
[eal014] a pittie] Q1 Q2. pitty Q3.
[eal018] Gloster] Q1 Q2. Glocester Q3.
[eal020] my] Q1 Q2. mine Q3.
[eal022] quite] Q1 Q2. quit Q3.
[eal026] deuise.] Q1 Q3. deuise? Q2.
[eal029] Common wealth] Q1 Q2. Common-wealth Q3.
[eal030] home bred] Q1 Q2. home-bred Q3.
[eal035] so?] Q1 Q2. so, Q3.
[eal039], eal040: Brothers...madnes] One line in Q3.
[eal040] brotherhood] Q1 Q2. brother-hood Q3.
[eal042] mal-content,] Q1. mal-content? Q2. male-content, Q3.
[eal043] Ile] Q1 Q3. I will Q2.
[eal045], eal046: That...choise] One line in Q3. ¶ eal045: you] Q1 Q2. ye Q3.
[eal050]–eal052: My Lords...Queene] In Q2 the lines end confesse...aduance...Queene. In Q3 they end right...highnesse...Queene.
[eal053] in] Q1 Q2. from Q3.
[eal057] Enter a Messenger.] Q1 Q2. Enter Messenger. Q3.
[eal058] letters] letters? Q3.
[eal060] speciall] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eal061], eal062: We...Tell me] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eal066] reuill] Q1. reuell Q2 Q3.
[eal067] braue,] Q1. braue? Q2 Q3.
[eal069], eal070: Tel...shortly] One line in Q2. ¶ eal069: heele] Q1. hee’l Q2. heel Q3.
[eal070] the willow] a willow Q3.
[eal071], eal072: She...lesse] One line in Q2.
[eal072], eal073: But...place] As prose in Q2. In Q3 the lines end wrong......Queene...place.
[eal075] Doone] Q1. done Q2 Q3, reading as one line Tell...done.
[eal083] what is] Q2 Q3. what, is Q2.
[eal084] theare] Q1. they are Q2 Q3.
[eal086]–eal088: The elder......Follow me] Two lines in Q2 Q3, ending younger...me. ¶ eal086: elder,] Q1 Q3. elder? Q2.
[eal087] Yonger.] Q1 Q3. younger? Q2.
[eal091]–eal095: I...awaie] In Q2 Q3 the lines end you...right...to it?...away.
[eal094] to it,] Q1. to it? Q2. to it: Q3.
[eal102] of] Q1 Q2. aboue Q3. ¶ neerest] Q1 Q2. neere Q3.
[eal103], eal104: if...or not] One line in Q3.
[eal105], eal106: Speak...Enemies] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eal109] lets] Q1 Q2. let’s Q3. ¶ Oxford] Q1 Q3. Oxenford Q2.
[eam004] friends?] Q1 Q3. friends. Q2.
[eam008] hart,] Q1. heart: Q2. heart Q3.
[eam012] shal be] Q1. shalbe Q2. shall be Q3.
[eam022] saint] Q1 Q2. S. Q3.
[eam023], eam024: This...Stand] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eam029], eam030: The Duke...Last] One line in Q2.
[eam030] caldst] Q1 Q2. calledst Q3.
[eam032], eam033: disgraste] Q1. disgrast Q2. disgrac’st Q3.
[eam046] Exeunt...] Q1 Q2. Exit.... Q3.
[eam047] now,] Q1 Q2. now? Q3.
[eam048] to] Q1 Q2. into Q3.
[eam050] hir] Q1. her Q2 Q3.
[eam051] thats] Q1 Q2. that’s Q3.
[eam054] let vs] Q1 Q2.
[ean001] Stanly] Q1 Q2. Stanley Q3.
[ean011]–ean013: No...depart?] In Q2 the lines end stand...rest...depart? In Q3 they end huntsman...rest...depart?
[ean016], ean017: I will...farewell] One line in Q2 Q3.
[ean018] frowne] Q1 Q3. frownes Q2.
[eao001], eao002: Tel...late] One line in Q2. Two in Q3, the first ending madame.
[eao003] you] Q1 Q2. ye Q3.
[eao005] Warwike,] Q1. Warwike? Q2. Warwick. Q3.
[eao011] What,] Q1 Q3. What? Q2.
[eao013] thears] Q1. ther’s Q2 Q3.
[eao014] prisoner] Q1 Q3. prison Q2.
[eao015] passing] pessing Q2.
[eao020] a while] Q1. awhile Q2 Q3.
[eap002] Raunspur] Q1. Rounspur Q2.
[eap004], &c. Maire] Q1. Maior Q2 Q3.
[eap006] thats] Q1 Q2. that’s Q3.
[eap009], eap015: Maire] Q1. Maior Q2 Q3.
[eap011] Truth] Q1 Q3. Trueth Q2.
[eap014] Heele] Q1 Q2. Hee’l Q3.
[eap021], eap022: What...towne] One line in Q2. ¶ eap021: man for] Q1. man; for Q2. man, for Q3.
[eap031] the rest] Q1 Q3. thee rest Q2.
[eap038]–eap040: Ile...title] As prose in Q2. In Q3 the lines end backe...fight...title?
[eap041] fie] om. Q3.
[eap044] loose] Q1. lose Q2 Q3.
[eap045] speaketh like] Q1. speakes like Q2. speaketh Q3.
[eap048]–eap051: In Q2 the lines end Ireland...right...fight.
[eap054] weele] Q1 Q2. wee’l Q3.
[eap057] Weele] Q1 Q2. Wee’l Q3.
[eap058] Exeunt Omnes.] Q1 Q3. om. Q2.
[eaq001] and Oxford, and Summerset] Q1 Q2. Oxford, Somerset Q3.
[eaq002]–eaq007: By...praise] In Q2 Q3 the lines end againe...crowne...peace...dayes...prayse.
[eaq010], eaq011: My...of?] In Q2 the lines end that...of? In Q3 they end boy...of? ¶ eaq010: Summerset] Q1. Sommerset Q2. Somerset Q3, and passim.
[eaq012] And it] Q1 Q2. If it Q3.
[eaq020]–eaq022: Make...by me] As two lines in Q2, the first ending is he.
[eaq027] giddie] Q1 Q2. giddy headed Q3.
[eaq033], eaq034: shalt...Kent] One line in Q3.
[eaq038] commands] Q1 Q3. commaunds Q2.
[ear001] shamefast] Q1 Q2. shamefac’st Q3.
[ear004] let vs] Q1 Q3. lets Q2.
[eas009], eas010: At...force] One line in Q2.
[eas013] come!] come? Q2 Q3.
[eas014] seduste] Q1. seduc’d Q2 Q3.
[eas020] penitent,] Q1 Q2. penitent? Q3.
[eas023] will.] Q1 Q3. will? Q2.
[eas024] Twas] Q1 Q2. ’Twas Q3.
[eas031] foresight] Q1 Q2 (Devonshire) Q3. foesight Q2 (Malone 36).
[eas032] whilst] Q1 Q3. while Q2.
[eas033] decke?] Q1. decke: Q2. decke. Q3.
[eas035] you’le] Q1. youle Q2. you’l Q3.
[eas037], eas038: Enter......Lancaster] As stage direction in Q2: Enter Oxford with drum and souldiers, and all crie Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster. ¶ eas037: & al crie] om. Q3.
[eas038], eas043, eas047: Exit] Q1 Q3. Exeunt. Q2.
[eas039] see they] Q1. see, they Q2 Q3.
[eas042] Weele] Q1. Wee’l Q2 Q3.
[eas046] and] Q1 Q2. if Q3.
[eas049] abie] Q1 Q2. abide Q3.
[eas050], eas051: And...along] One line in Q2.
[eas052] Lancaster.] Q1 Q3. Lancaster. Exeunt. Q2.
[eas053] Edw. Et] Q1 Q3. Et Q2.
[eas064] cheekes?] Q1. cheekes: Q2. cheekes, Q3.
[eas069] deserud] Q1. deserued Q2. deseru’d Q3.
[eas072]–eas074: Now......eares?] As two lines in Q2, ending fight?...eares?
[eas077] darest] Q1 Q2. dar’st Q3.
[eat008] ramping] Q1 Q2. rampant Q3.
[eat015] See note (I).
[eat019] thears] Q1. theres Q2. there’s Q3.
[eat021] hir] Q1. her Q2 Q3.
[eat022] mightest] Q1 Q3. mightst Q2.
[eat025] moe] Q1 Q2. more Q3.
[eat031] spoke] Q1 Q3. saide Q2.
[eat032] clamor] Q1. clamour Q2 Q3.
[eat039] lets] Q1 Q2. let’s Q3.
[eat040] retrait] Q1. retraite Q2. retreate Q3.
[eat042] awarn’d] Q1 Q2. forewarn’d Q3. ¶ themselues] Q1 Q3. them selues Q2.
[eat044] Ex. ambo.] Q1 Q2. Exit ambo. Q3.
[eat046] girts] Q1 Q2. girt Q3.
[eat047] bigboond traytor] Q1. bigboond Q2. big-bon’d traitor Q3.
[eat048] smilde] Q1 Q2 (Devonshire). smlde Q2 (Malone 36). smil’d Q3.
[eat053] powers] Q1 Q2. pow’rs Q3. ¶ Frāce] Q1. Fraunce Q2. France Q3.
[eat055] to hir] Q1. to her Q2 Q3.
[eat056] tis] Q1 Q2. ’tis Q3.
[eat061] countie] Q1 Q2. country Q3.
[eat062]–eat065: Our...haie] As three lines in Q2, ending goe...daie...haie. In Q3 the lines end augmented...day...haie.
[eat063] faire] om. Q3.
[eat065] Ex. Omnes.] Q1. Exeunt omnes. Q2 Q3.
[eau001] Frāce] Q1. France Q2 Q3.
[eau005] maine mast] Q1. maine-Mast Q2. maine Mast Q3.
[eau014] battels] Q1. Battaile Q2. battailes Q3.
[eau015] intise] Q1 Q2. entice Q3.
[eau018] presse] Q1 Q2. prease Q3.
[eau023]–eau027: And......glories] As four lines in Q2, ending shame:...Grandfather...thou liue...glories. As five in Q3, ending shame...grandfather...thee image...glories.
[eau024] shame?] Q1. shame: Q2. shame. Q3.
[eau030] wondered] Q1 Q3. wondred Q2.
[eau034] king Edward] Q1 Q2. K. Edward Q3. ¶ Cla. Glo. Hast.] Q1 Q2. Clarence, Gloster, Hastings, Q3.
[eau037] yer] Q1. ere Q2 Q3.
[eau040]–eau044: The water...all this] Four lines in Q2 Q3, ending but this...Tower...distrest...all this.
[eau041] your] Q1 Q2. our Q3.
[eau046] Cla. Glo.] Q1 Q2. Clarence, Gloster, Q3. ¶ & make] Q1. and make Q2. making Q3. ¶ the Queene...Sum.] Q1. the Queene is taken, the Prince, Oxford, and Sum. Q2. the Queene, Prince, Oxford, and Somerset are taken, Q3.
[eau051] Exit Oxford.] Q1 Q2. Exit Oxf. Q3.
[eau052] Exit Sum.] Q1 Q3. Exit Sommerset Q2.
[eau058] Whilst] Q1 Q3. Whilest Q2.
[eau059] woudst] Q1. wouldst Q2 Q3.
[eau060] bin] Q1 Q2. bene Q3.
[eau061]–eau063: That......Lancaster] Two lines in Q2 Q3, the first ending petticoate.
[eau069] Crooktbacke] Q1 Q2. Crookebacke Q3.
[eau071] Vntuterd] Q1. Vntutered Q2. Vntutor’d Q3. ¶ too malepert] Q1. to malapert Q2. too malapart Q3.
[eau076] the litnes] Q1. the lightnes Q2. thou likenesse Q3. ¶ heere.] Q1 Q2. here. Stabs him. Q3.
[eau079] too much] Q1 Q3. to much Q2.
[eau081] What...recouerie] Two lines in Q3. ¶ recouerie?] Q1. recouerie. Q2. recouery. Q3.
[eau087], eau088: Ah...speake] In Q2 Q3 the first line ends at boy. ¶ eau087: boy?] Q1. boy, Q2. boy: Q3.
[eau093] Whats] Q1 Q2. What’s Q3. ¶ maie name,] Q1. may name? Q2. may not name? Q3.
[eau100]–eau0102: Naie...not?] In Q2 the lines end at me here...death...not?
[eau103] it?] Q1. it. Q2 Q3.
[eau109] Whears] Q1. Wheres Q2. Where’s Q3. ¶ butcher,] Q1 Q3. butcher? Q2.
[eau110]–eau0112: He...backe] Two lines in Q2, the first ending deed.
[eau112] he] Q1 Q2. hee’l Q3.
[eau114] Ex.] Q1. Exit. Q2 Q3.
[eau115] whithers] Q1 Q2. whether is Q3. ¶ and as I] Q1 Q3. as I Q2.
[eau116], eau0117: to Make...Tower] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eau120] let vs] Q1 Q2. lets Q3.
[eau121] doth] Q1 Q3. poth Q2.
[eav012]–eav014: That......drownde] Two lines in Q2 Q3, the first ending birde.
[eav014] drownde] Q1. drowne Q2. drownd Q3.
[eav018] enuious] Q1 Q2. enuiest Q3.
[eav034] night Crow] Q1 Q3. night-Crow Q2.
[eav035] tempests] Q1 Q3. tempestes Q2.
[eav045] He stabs him.] Q1 Q2. Stabs him. Q3.
[eav046], eav047: Die...more] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eav051] ground,] Q1. ground? Q2 Q3.
[eav053] be alwaies] alwayes be Q3.
[eav055] If...thee] Omitted in Q3.
[eav060] That] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eav063] wept...cride] Q1 Q2. weeping...crying Q3.
[eav070] haue no brothers] Q1 Q3. haue no brother Q2.
[eav076] After this line Q3 inserts Vnder pretence of outward seeming ill.
[eav079], eav080: See note (II).
[eaw001] Clarence] Q1 Q2. Clarence, Gloster Q3. ¶ eaw001: royall] om. Q3.
[eaw003] Autumnes] Autumes Q2.
[eaw005] renowmd] Q1 Q2. renownd Q3.
[eaw018] a foote] Q1 Q2. afoot Q3.
[eaw021] and] Q1 Q2. if Q3.
[eaw026] Clarence...Queene] Q1 Q2. Brothers of Clarence and of Gloster, Pray loue...Queene Q3, reading as two lines.
[eaw027] brothers] Q1 Q2. om. Q3.
[eaw028] your, Maiestie] Q1. your Maiestie Q2. your Maiesty Q3.
[eaw031], eaw032: And...Sprangst] One line in Q2 Q3.
[eaw036] Hauing...loues] Omitted in Q3.
[eaw037] Margaret,] Q1. Margaret? Q2 Q3.
[eaw038] Ranard] Q1 Q2. Reynard Q3.
[eaw039] Cyssels] Q1 Q2. Cicels Q3.
[eaw040] her] Q1 Q2. a Q3.
NOTES TO THE TRUE TRAGEDIE OF RICHARD DUKE OF YORKE.
NOTE I.
XX. 15. Mr Halliwell quotes ‘and walkes’ as the reading of the edition of 1619. Capell’s copy has ‘my walkes.’ In Steevens’s reprint the reading ‘and walkes’ occurs, and Mr Knight has followed him. See note IV to ‘The First part of the Contention,’ &c.
NOTE II.
XXII. 79, 80. Instead of these lines Q3 has
‘King Henry, and the Prince his sonne are gone, And Clarence thou art next must follow them, So by one and one dispatching all the rest, &c.’
KING RICHARD THE THIRD.
Dramatis Personæ
KING EDWARD the Fourth. sons to the King, EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V. RICHARD, Duke of York. brothers to the King, GEORGE, Duke of Clarence. RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester, afterwards King Richard III. A young son of Clarence. HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII. CARDINAL BOURCHIER†, Archbishop of Canterbury. THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York. JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM. DUKE OF NORFOLK. EARL OF SURREY, his son. EARL RIVERS, brother to Elizabeth. MARQUIS OF DORSET and LORD GREY, sons to Elizabeth. EARL OF OXFORD. LORD HASTINGS. LORD STANLEY, called also EARL OF DERBY. LORD LOVEL. SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN. SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF. SIR WILLIAM CATESBY. SIR JAMES TYRREL. SIR JAMES BLOUNT. SIR WALTER HERBERT. SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower. CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, a priest. Another Priest. TRESSEL‡ and BERKELEY, gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne. Lord Mayor of London. Sheriff of Wiltshire. ELIZABETH, queen to King Edward IV. MARGARET, widow of King Henry VI. DUCHESS OF YORK, mother to King Edward IV. LADY ANNE, widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI.; afterwards married to Richard. A young Daughter of Clarence (MARGARET PLANTAGENET).
Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III., Lords and other Attendants; a Pursuivant, Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers, Soldiers, &c.
SCENE: England.
────────── * DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.] First given, imperfectly, by Rowe.
† BOURCHIER,] Capell. BOUCHIER, Knight.
‡ TRESSEL] TRUSSEL, French conj.
THE TRAGEDY OF KING RICHARD III.
Act I, Scene I — London. A street
Enter RICHARD, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, solus.
Glou. Now is the winter of our discontent [faa001] Made glorious summer by this sun of York; [faa002] And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house [faa003] In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. [faa004] Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; ·faa005· Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. [faa007] Grim-visaged war hath smooth’d his wrinkled front; [faa008] And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds [faa009] To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, [faa010] He capers nimbly in a lady’s chamber [faa011] To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. [faa013] But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, [faa014] Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass: [faa015] I, that am rudely stamp’d, and want love’s majesty [faa016] To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; I, that am curtail’d of this fair proportion, [faa018] Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform’d, unfinish’d, sent before my time ·faa020· Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, [faa021] And that so lamely and unfashionable [faa022] That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; [faa023] Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, [faa024] Have no delight to pass away the time, ·faa025· Unless to spy my shadow in the sun [faa026] And descant on mine own deformity: [faa027] And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover To entertain these fair well-spoken days, [faa029] I am determined to prove a villain ·faa030· And hate the idle pleasures of these days. [faa031] Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, [faa032] By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams, [faa033] To set my brother Clarence and the king In deadly hate the one against the other: ·faa035· And if King Edward be as true and just As I am subtle, false and treacherous, This day should Clarence closely be mew’d up, About a prophecy, which says that G [faa039] Of Edward’s heirs the murderer shall be. [faa040] Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here Clarence comes. [faa041]
Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY.
Brother, good day: what means this armed guard [faa042] That waits upon your grace?
Clar. His majesty, [faa043] Tendering my person’s safety, hath appointed This conduct to convey me to the Tower. ·faa045·
Glou. Upon what cause?
Clar. Because my name is George.
Glou. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours; He should, for that, commit your godfathers: [faa048] O, belike his majesty hath some intent [faa049] That you shall be new-christen’d in the Tower. [faa050] But what’s the matter, Clarence? may I know? [faa051]
Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest [faa052] As yet I do not: but, as I can learn, He hearkens after prophecies and dreams; And from the cross-row plucks the letter G, ·faa055· And says a wizard told him that by G His issue disinherited should be; And, for my name of George begins with G, It follows in his thought that I am he. [faa059] These, as I learn, and such like toys as these [faa060] Have moved his highness to commit me now. [faa061]
Glou. Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women: ’Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower; My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, ’tis she That tempers him to this extremity. [faa065] Was it not she and that good man of worship, Anthony Woodville, her brother there, [faa067] That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower, [faa068] From whence this present day he is deliver’d? [faa069] We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe. ·faa070·
Clar. By heaven, I think there’s no man is secure [faa071] But the queen’s kindred and night-walking heralds That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore. [faa073] Heard ye not what an humble suppliant [faa074] Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery? [faa075]
Glou. Humbly complaining to her deity [faa076] Got my lord chamberlain his liberty. I’ll tell you what; I think it is our way, [faa078] If we will keep in favour with the king, To be her men and wear her livery: ·faa080· The jealous o’erworn widow and herself, Since that our brother dubb’d them gentlewomen, Are mighty gossips in this monarchy. [faa083]
Brak. I beseech your graces both to pardon me; [faa084] His majesty hath straitly given in charge ·faa085· That no man shall have private conference, Of what degree soever, with his brother. [faa087]
Glou. Even so; an’t please your worship, Brakenbury, [faa088] You may partake of any thing we say: We speak no treason, man: we say the king ·faa090· Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen [faa091] Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous; [faa092] We say that Shore’s wife hath a pretty foot, A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue; [faa094] And that the queen’s kindred are made gentle-folks: [faa095] How say you, sir? can you deny all this?
Brak. With this, my lord, myself have nought to do. [faa097]
Glou. Naught to do with Mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow, [faa098] He that doth naught with her, excepting one, Were best he do it secretly, alone. [faa100]
Brak. What one, my lord?
Glou. Her husband, knave: wouldst thou betray me? [faa102]
Brak. I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal [faa103] Forbear your conference with the noble duke. [faa104]
Clar. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey. [faa105]
Glou. We are the queen’s abjects, and must obey. [faa106] Brother, farewell: I will unto the king; And whatsoever you will employ me in, [faa108] Were it to call King Edward’s widow sister, I will perform it to enfranchise you. ·faa110· Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood [faa111] Touches me deeper than you can imagine.
Clar. I know it pleaseth neither of us well.
Glou. Well, your imprisonment shall not be long; I will deliver you, or else lie for you: [faa115] Meantime, have patience.
Clar. I must perforce. Farewell. [faa116] [Exeunt Clarence, Brakenbury, and Guard.
Glou. Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne’er return, [faa117] Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so, That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, If heaven will take the present at our hands. [faa120] But who comes here? the new-deliver’d Hastings? [faa121]
Enter LORD HASTINGS.
Hast. Good time of day unto my gracious lord!
Glou. As much unto my good lord chamberlain! Well are you welcome to the open air. [faa124] How hath your lordship brook’d imprisonment? ·faa125·
Hast. With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must: But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks That were the cause of my imprisonment.
Glou. No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too: For they that were your enemies are his, ·faa130· And have prevail’d as much on him as you.
Hast. More pity that the eagle should be mew’d, [faa132] While kites and buzzards prey at liberty. [faa133]
Glou. What news abroad? [faa134]
Hast. No news so bad abroad as this at home; ·faa135· The king is sickly, weak and melancholy, And his physicians fear him mightily.
Glou. Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed. [faa138] O, he hath kept an evil diet long, [faa139] And overmuch consumed his royal person: ·faa140· ’Tis very grievous to be thought upon. What, is he in his bed? [faa142]
Hast. He is. [faa143]
Glou. Go you before, and I will follow you. [Exit Hastings He cannot live, I hope; and must not die ·faa145· Till George be pack’d with post-horse up to heaven. [faa146] I’ll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence, With lies well steel’d with weighty arguments; [faa148] And, if I fail not in my deep intent, Clarence hath not another day to live: ·faa150· Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy, And leave the world for me to bustle in! For then I’ll marry Warwick’s youngest daughter. What though I kill’d her husband and her father? [faa154] The readiest way to make the wench amends ·faa155· Is to become her husband and her father: The which will I; not all so much for love As for another secret close intent, By marrying her which I must reach unto. [faa159] But yet I run before my horse to market: ·faa160· Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and reigns; [faa161] When they are gone, then must I count my gains. [Exit.