Enter young CLIFFORD. Y. Clif. Shame and confusion! all is on the rout; Hath no self-love; nor he, that loves himself, [Seeing his dead Father. And the premised* flames of the last day To cease!t-Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, And, in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, thus Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house; As did Æneas old Anchises bear, Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. [Taking up the body. [Exit. Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET and SOMERSET, fighting, and SOMERSET is killed. Rich. So, lie thou there; For, underneath an alehouse' paltry sign, The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset Hath made the wizard famous in his death. Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still: Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. [Exit. Alarums: Excursions. Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; for shame away! *Sent before their time. + Stop. * Obtain. § Experienced. K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay. Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not fight, nor fly: Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence, To give the enemy way: and to secure us By what we can, which can no more but fly. [Alarum afar off. Of all our fortunes: but if we haply scape Enter young CLIFFORD. Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief set, To see their day, and them our fortune give: SCENE III.-Fields near Saint Albans. [Exeunt. Alarum: Retreat. Flourish! then enter YORK, RICHARD York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; Rich. My noble father, Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, Persuaded him from any further act: But still, where danger was, still there I met him; So was his will in his old feeble body. But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter SALISBURY. Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day; And it hath pleased him, that three times to-day * Parties. + Detrition. I. e. defending him against his assailants. The height. "Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Sound, drums and trumpets;-and to London all: [Exeunt. SCENE, during part of the third Act, in France; during all the rest of the Play, in England. АСТ І. SCENE I-London. The Parliament-House. Drums. Some Soldiers of YORK's party break in. Then, Enter the Duke of YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and others, with White Roses in their Hats, War. I wonder how the king escaped our hands. York. While we pursued the horsemen of the north, He slily stole away, and left his men: Whereat the great lord of Northumberland, Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buckingham, [Showing his bloody sword. Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wiltshire's blood, [To YORK, showing his. Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. [Throwing down the Duke of SOMERSET's head. York. Richard hath best deserved of all my sons.What, is your grace dead, my lord of Somerset ? Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt? And this the regal seat: possess it, York: York. Assist me then, sweet Warwick, and I will; For hither we have broken in by force. Norf. We'll all assist you; he, that flies, shall die. War. And when the king comes, offer him no violence, [They retire. York. The queen, this day, here holds her parliament, But little thinks we shall be of her council: By words, or blows, here let us win our right. Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. Unless Plantagenet, duke of York, be king; York. Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute; I mean to take possession of my right. War. Neither the king, nor he that loves him best, The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells.* Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown. [WARWICK leads YORK to the Throne, who seats himself. * Hawks had sometimes little bells hung on them, perhaps to dare the birds. |