Enter Warwick, Somerfet, and the rest, bringing the King out in a gown, fitting in a chair; Glo'lter and Haltings flying over the Stage. Som. What are they, that fly there? War. Richard and Haftings; let them go, here is The Duke. K. Ed. The Duke! why, Warwick, when we parted Thou call'dft me King? War. Ay, but the cafe is alter'd. When you difgrac'd me in my ambassade, K. Edw. Brother of Clarence, and art thou here toof War. Then, for his mind, be Edward England's King: [Takes off his Crown. But Henry now fhall wear the English crown, And be true King, indeed; thou but the shadow. See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, Lewis and Lady Bona fent to him : Now for a while farewel, good Duke of York. K. Edw. What fates impofe, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide. . [Ex. King Edward led out forceably. Oxf. What now remains, my Lords, for us to do, But march to London with our foldiers? War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do; To free King Henry from imprisonment, And fee him feated in the regal throne. Riv. SCENE, the Palace. Enter Rivers, and the Queen. [Exeunt. Adam, what makes you in this fudden change? Men, Whybrother Rivers, are you yet to learn, What late misfortune has befaln King Edward? Riv. What! lofs of fome pitcht battle against Warwick? Queen. Ay, almoft flain, for he is taken prisoner. And as I further have to understand, Is now committed to the Bishop of York, Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe. Riv. These news, I must confefs, are full of grief: For love of Edward's off-fpring in my womb: (For truft not him, that once hath broken faith ;) Τα To fave at least the heir of Edward's right. [Exeunt. SCENE, a Park near Middleham Caftle in Yorkshire. Enter Gloucester, Lord Haftings, and Sir William Stanley. Glo. Now, my Lord Haflings, and Sir William Stanles, Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, Into this chiefeft thicket of the Park. Thus ftands the cafe; you know, our King, my brother, He fhall here find his friends with horfe and men, Enter King Edward, and a Huntsman with him. Hunt. This way, my Lord, for this way lies the game. K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; fee, where the huntfmen ftand. Now, brother Glo'fter, Haflings, and the reft, Haft. To Lyn, my Lord, And fhip from thence to Flanders. Glo. Well gueft, believe me, for that was my meaning. Hunt. Better do fo, than tarry and be hang'd. Glo. Glo. Come then away, let's ha' no more ado. K. Edw. Bishop, farewel; fhield thee from Warwick's And frown; pray, that I may repoffefs the crown. [Exeunt. SCENE changes to the Tower in London. Enter King Henry, Clarence, Warwick, Somerset, young Richmond, Oxford, Montague, and Lieutenant of the Tower. K. Henry M Have Shaken Edward from the regal feat, R. Lieutenant, now that God and friends And turn'd my captive ftate to liberty, My fear to hope, my forrows unto joys; Lie. Subjects may challenge nothing of their Sovereigns; But if an humble prayer may prevail, I then crave pardon of your Majesty. K. Henry. For what, Lieutenant? for well ufing me? But Warwick, after God, thou fett'ft me free, For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds, War. Your Grace hath ftill been fam'd for virtuous, And now may feem as wife as virtuous, By fpying and avoiding fortune's malice ; Yet in this one thing let me blame your Grace, For For chufing me, when Clarence is in place. Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the fway, To whom the heav'ns in thy nativity, Adjudg'd an olive branch and laurel crown, As likely to be bleft in peace and war; And therefore I yield thee my free confent. War. And I chufe Clarence only for Protector. K. Henry. Warwick and Clarence, give me both your hands Now join your hands, and with your hands, your hearts, I make you both Protectors of this land, War. What anfwers Clarence to his Sov'reign's will? Clar. That he confents, if Warwick yield confent; For on thy fortune I repofe myself. War. Why then, though loth, yet muft I be content: We'll yoke together, like a double fhadow To Henry's body, and fupply his place; I mean, in bearing weight of government, While he enjoys the honour, and his ease. And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful, Forthwith that Edward be pronounc'd a traitor; And all his lands and goods confiscated. Clar. What else? and that fucceffion be determin'd. War. Ay, therein Clarence fhall not want his part. K. Henry. But with the first of all our chief affairs, Let me intreat, for I command no more, That Margaret your Queen and my fon Edward Be fent for, to return from France with speed. For till I fee them here, by doubtful fear My joy of liberty is half eclips'd. Clar. It fhall be done, my Sov'reign, with all fpeed. K. Henry. My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that, Of whom you feem to have fo tender care? Som. My Liege, it is young Henry, Earl of Richmond. K. Henry. Come hither, England's hope: if fecret powers [Lays his hand on his head. Suggeit |