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*And see,

where comes the breeder of my sorrow.
Enter Warwick, attended.

K. Lew. What's he, approacheth boldly to our
presence?

Q. Mar. Our earl of Warwick, Edward's great-No,

est friend.

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me speak,

Before you answer Warwick. His demand *Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love, *But from deceit, bred by necessity; *For how can tyrants safely govern home, * Unless abroad they purchase great alliance? *To prove him tyrant, this reason may suffice,That Henry liveth still: but were he dead. *Yet here prince Edward stands, king Henry's son. *Look therefore, Lewis, that by this league and marriage

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Oxf. Call him my king, by whose injurious doom
My elder brother, the lord Aubrey Vere,
Was done to death? and more than so, my father,
Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years,
When nature brought him to the door of death?
Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm,
This arm upholds the house of Lancaster.
War. And I the house of York.

K. Lew. Queen Margaret, prince Edward, and
Oxford,

Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,
While I use further conference with Warwick.
* Q. Mar. Heaven grant, that Warwick's words
bewitch him not!

*Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour:
*For though usurpers sway the rule a while,
*Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs.
War. Injurious Margaret!
Prince.

War.

Such it seems,

As

I am commanded, with your leave and favour,
Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue
To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart:
Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears,
Hath plac'd thy beauty's image, and thy virtue.
Q. Mar. King Lewis,-and lady Bona,-hear|| Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground,
The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun;
Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,
Unless the lady Bona quit his pain.

may beseem a monarch like himself. Myself have often heard him say, and swear,That this his love was an eternal plant;

K. Lew. Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve.
Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:
Yet I confess, [To War.] that often ere this day,
When I have heard your king's desert recounted,
Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire.
*K. Lew. Then, Warwick, thus,-Our sister
shall be Edward's:
*And now forthwith shall articles be drawn
*Touching the jointure that your king must make,
*Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd:
Draw near, queen Margaret; and be a witness,
That Bona shall be wife to the English king.

Prince. To Edward, but not to the English king.
*Q. Mar. Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device
By this alliance to make void my suit;
Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend.
*K. Lew. And still is friend to him and Mar-

And why not queen?
War. Because thy father Henry did usurp;
And thou no more art prince, than she is queen.
Oxf. Then Warwick disannuls great John of*
Gaunt,

Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain;
And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth,
'Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest ;
And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth,
Who by his prowess conquered all France:
From these our Henry lineally descends.

War. Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth

course,

You told not, how Henry the Sixth hath lost
All that which Henry the Fifth had gotten?
Methinks, these peers of France should smile at that.
But for the rest,-You tell a pedigree
Of threescore and two years; a silly time
To make prescription for a kingdom's worth.
Oxf. Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against
thy liege,

Whom thou obey'dst thirty and six years,
And not bewray thy treason with a blush?
War. Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right,*
Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree?
For shame, leave Henry, and call Edward king.

(1) Malice, or hatred.

[Retiring with the Prince and Oxford. 'K. Lew. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon thy conscience,

Is Edward your true king? for I were loath,
To link with him that were not lawful chosen.
War. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine
honour.

K. Lew. But is he gracious in the people's eye?
War. The more, that Henry was unfortunate.
K. Lew. Then further, all dissembling set aside,
Tell me for truth the measure of his love
Unto our sister Bona.

garet:

*But if your title to the crown be weak,— *As may appear by Edward's good success,→→→ *Then 'tis but reason, that I be releas'd *From giving aid, which late I promised. *Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand, dis-* That your estate requires, and mine can yield. War. Henry now lives in Scotland, at his ease; Where having nothing, nothing he can lose. And as for you yourself, our quondam queen,— You have a father able to maintain you; And better 'twere, you troubled him than France. *Q. Mar. Peace, impudent and shameless Warwick, peace;

Proud setter-up and puller-down of kings! *I will not hence, till with my talk and tears, *Both full of truth, I make king Lewis behold *Thy sly conveyance,2 and thy lord's false love; For both of you are birds of self-same feather. [A horn sounded within. K. Lew. Warwick, this is some post to us, or thee.

(2) Juggling

Enter a Messenger.

Mess. My lord ambassador, these letters are for Therefore, at last, I firmly am resolv'd,

You shall have aid.

*Q. Mar. Let me give humble thanks for all at

once.

K. Lew. Then England's messenger, return in
post;

And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,—
That Lewis of France is sending over maskers,
To revel it with him and his new bride:

*Thou seest what's past, go fear2 thy king withal.
Bona. Tell him, In hope he'll prove a widower
shortly,

you;

Sent from your brother marquis Montague.
These from our king unto your majesty.
And, madam, these for you; from whom, I know not.
[To Margaret. They all read their letters.
Oxf. I like it well, that our fair queen and mistress
Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his.
Prince. Nay, mark, how Lewis stamps as he

were nettled: * I hope, all's for the best.

K. Lew. Warwick, what are thy news? and yours, fair queen?

'Q. Mar. Mine, such as fill my heart with un-
hop'd joys.
War. Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discon-

tent.

K. Lew. What! has your king married the lady
Grey?

And now, to sooth your forgery and his,
Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?
Is this the alliance that he seeks with France?
'Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?

*Q. Mar. I told your majesty as much before:* This proveth Edward's love, and Warwick's hon-*

esty.

War. King Lewis, I here protest,-in sight of heaven,

And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss,-
That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's;
No more my king, for he dishonours me;
But most himself, if he could see his shame.-
Did I forget, that by the house of York
My father came untimely to his death?
Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece?
Did I impale him with the regal crown?
Did I put Henry from his native right;

And am I guerdon'd' at the last with shame?
*Shame on himself! for my desert is honour.
* And, to repair my honour lost for him,
* I here renounce him, and return to Henry :
'My noble queen, let former grudges pass,
And henceforth I am thy true servitor;
I will revenge his wrong to lady Bona,
And replant Henry in his former state.

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Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to love;

And I forgive and quite forget old faults, And joy that thou becom'st king Henry's friend. War. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend, That, if king Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us With some few bands of chosen soldiers, I'll undertake to land them on our coast, And force the tyrant from his seat by war. "Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him: *And as for Clarence,-as my letters tell me, * He's very likely now to fall from him; *For matching more for wanton lust than honour, *Or than for strength and safety of our country. *Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng'd,

*But by thy help to this distressed queen?
*Q. Mar. Renowned prince, how shall poor
Henry live,

* Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?
*Bon My quarrel, and this English queen's,
*War. And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with

are one.

yours.

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I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.
Q. Mar. Tell him, My mourning weeds are laid
aside,

And I am ready to put armour on.

War. Tell him from me, That he hath done me
wrong;

And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long.
There's thy reward: be gone.
[Exit Mess.
K. Lew.
But, Warwick, thou,
And Oxford, with five thousand men,
Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle:
And, as occasion serves, this noble queen
And prince shall follow with a fresh supply.
Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt;-
What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty?
War. This shall assure my constant loyalty:
That if our queen and this young prince agree,
I'll join mine eldest daughter, and my joy,
To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands.

'Q. Mar. Yes, I agree, and thank you for your
motion :-

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Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous,

Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick;
And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable,
That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine.
*Prince. Yes, I accept her, for she well de-
serves it;

*K. Lew. And mine, with hers, and thine, and Margaret's.

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* And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand.
[He gives his hand to Warwick.
K. Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers
shall be levied,

And thou, lord Bourbon, our high admiral,
Shall waft them over with our royal fleet.-
I long, till Edward fall by war's mischance,
For mocking marriage with a dame of France.
[Exeunt all but Warwick.
But I return his sworn and mortal foe:
War. I came from Edward as ambassador,
Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me,
But dreadful war shall answer his demand.
Had he none else to make a stale,3 but me?
Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow.
I was the chief that rais'd him to the crown,
And I'll be chief to bring him down again:
Not that I pity Henry's misery,
But seek revenge on Edward's mockery.

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[Exit.

ACT IV.

SCENE 1.-London. A room in the palace. Enter Gloster, Clarence, Somerset, Montague, and others.

'Glo. Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you

Of this new marriage with the lady Grey?

(3) A stalking-horse, a pretence.

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cause,

They are but Lewis and Warwick; I am Edward, 'Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will. 'Glo. And you shall have your will, because our king: Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well. K. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you offended*

too?

• Glo. Not I:

No; God forbid, that I should wish them sever'd 'Whom God hath join'd together: ay, and 'twere pity,

To sunder them that yoke so well together.

K. Edw. Setting your scorns, and your mislike,
aside,
Tell me some reason, why the lady Grey
Should not become my wife, and England's

*Hast. 'Tis better using France, than trusting France:

*Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas,
*Which he hath given for fence impregnable,
*And with their helps only defend ourselves;
*In them, and in ourselves, our safety lies.
Clar. For this one speech, lord Hastings well
deserves
To have the heir of the lord Hungerford.

K. Edw. Ay, what of that? it was my will, and grant;

* And, for this once, my will shall stand for law.

'Glo. And yet, methinks, your grace hath not done well,

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(1) The heiress of great estates were in the wardship of the king, who matched them to his favourites.

Which being shallow, you shall give me leave
To play the broker in mine own behalf;
And, to that end, I shortly mind to leave you.
'K. Edw. Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be
king,

And not be tied unto his brother's will.
'Q. Eliz. My lords, before it pleas'd his majesty
To raise my state to title of a queen,
Do me but right, and you must all confess
That I was not ignoble of descent,
*And meaner than myself have had like fortune.
*But as this title honours me and mine,

So your dislikes, to whom I would be pleasing, *Do cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow. 'K. Edw. My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns:

To give the heir and daughter of lord Scales
Unto the brother of your loving bride;
She better would have fitted me, or Clarence :
But in your bride you bury brotherhood.
'Clar. Or else you would not have bestow'd
the heirl

Of the lord Bonville on your new wife's son,
And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere.
K. Edw. Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife,
That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee.
'Clar. In choosing for yourself, you show'd your
judgment;

queen :

And you too, Somerset, and Montague,
Speak freely what you think.

Clar. Then this is my opinion,-that king Lewis
⚫ Becomes your enemy, for mocking him
About the marriage of the lady Bona.
'Glo. And Warwick, doing what you gave in From France?

charge,

Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.

K. Edw. What, if both Lewis and Warwick be appeas'd, By such invention as I can devise? Mont. Yet to have join'd with France in such alliance, Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth, 'Gainst foreign storms, than any home-bred marriage.

Hast. Why, knows not Montague, that of itself 'England is safe, if true within itself? *Mont. Yes; but the safer, when 'tis back'd with France.

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What danger, or what sorrow, can befall thee,
So long as Edward is thy constant friend,
And their true sovereign, whom they must obey?
Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too,
Unless they seek for hatred at my hands:
Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe,
And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath.
hear, yet say not much, but think the
[Aside.

'Glo.

more.

Enter a Messenger.

'K. Edw. Now, messenger, what letters, or what news,

'Mess. My sovereign liege, no letters; and few words,

But such as I, without your special pardon,
Dare not relate.

'K. Edw. Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief,

Tell me their words as near as thou canst guess them.

What answer makes king Lewis unto our letters?
Mess. At my depart, these were his very words:
Go tell false Edward, thy supposed king,—
That Lewis of France is sending over maskers,

To revel it with him and his new bride.

K. Edw. Is Lewis so brave? belike, he thinks me Henry.

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But what said lady Bona to my marriage?
Mess. These were her words, utter'd with mild
disdain;

Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

K. Edw. I blame not her, she could say little less; She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen? For I have heard, that she was there in place.2 Mess. Tell him, quoth she, my mourning weeds are done,3

And I am ready to put armour on.

'K. Edw. Belike, she minds to play the Amazon But what said Warwick to these injuries?

(2) Present.

(3) Thrown off.

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'Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd: They shall have wars, and pay for their presump

tion.

But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret? Mess. Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd in friendship,

That young prince Edward marries Warwick's daughter.

Clar. Belike, the elder; Clarence will have the younger.

*Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast, *For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter: *That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage *I may not prove inferior to yourself.You, that love me and Warwick, follow me.

His soldiers lurking in the towns about,
And but attended by a simple guard,

We may surprise and take him at our pleasure? Our scouts have found the adventure very easy: so* That as Ulysses, and stout Diomede,

*With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents, *And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds;

* Gio. Not I:

My thoughts aim at a further matter; I *Stay not for love of Edward, but the crown. [Aside. K. Edw. Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick!

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*Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen; * And haste is needful in this desperate case.'Pembroke, and Stafford, you in our behalf

tent. [Exit Clarence, and Somerset follows.

Go levy men, and make prepare for war; They are already, or quickly will be landed 'Myself in person will straight follow you. [Exeunt Pembroke and Stafford. 'But, ere I go, Hastings,-and Montague,Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest, 'Are near to Warwick, by blood, and by alliance: Tell me, if you love Warwick more than me? If it be so, then both depart to him; I rather wish you foes, than hollow friends; But if you mind to hold your true obedience, 'Give me assurance with some friendly vow, "That I may never have you in suspect.

Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves true! Hast. And Hastings, as he favours Edward's

cause!

you

stand

K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, will by us? Glo. Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you. K. Edw. Why so; then am I sure of victory. "Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour, • Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power. [Exeunt. SCENE II-A plain in Warwickshire. Enter Warwick and Oxford, with French and other forces.

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*So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle, * At unawares may beat down Edward's guard, * And seize himself; I say not-slaughter him, * For I intend but only to surprise him.-You, that will follow me to this attempt, Applaud the name of Henry, with your leader. (They all cry, Henry! Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort: For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint George! [Exeunt. SCENE III-Edward's camp, near Warwick. Enter certain Watchmen, to guard the King's

*1 Watch. Come on, my masters, each man take his stand;

*The king, by this, is set him down to sleep. *2 Watch. What, will he not to-bed?

* 1 Watch. Why, no: for he hath made a solemn

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*Never to lie and take his natural rest, *Till Warwick, or himself, be quite suppress'd. *2 Watch. To-morrow then, belike, shall be the day, *If Warwick be so near as men report.

*3 Watch. But say, I pray, what nobleman is that,

*That with the king here resteth in his tent? * 1 Watch. 'Tis the lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend.

*3 Watch. O, is it so? But why commands the king,

*That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, *While he himself keepeth in the cold field? *2 Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because more dangerous.

* 3 Watch. Ay; but give me worship and quiet

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The drum beating, and trumpets sounding. Reenter Warwick, and the rest, bringing the King out in a gown, sitting in a chair; Gloster and Hastings fly.

'Som. What are they that fly there? War. Richard, and Hastings: let them go, here's the duke.

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K. Edw. The duke! why, Warwick, when we* And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs,

*Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown

King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown. * Riv. But, madam, where is Warwick then become?

parted last,
Thou call'dst me king!
War.
Ay, but the case is alter'd:
'When you disgrac'd me in my embassade,
Then I degraded you from being king,
And come now to create you duke of York.
Alas! how should you govern any kingdom,
That know not how to use ambassadors;
Nor how to be contented with one wife;
Nor how to use your brothers brotherly;
*Nor how to study for the people's welfare;
Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies?

*K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou
here too?

[Exit King Edw. led out; Som with him. *Oxf. What now remains, my lords, for us

to do,

*But march to London with our soldiers?

War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have
to do;

To free king Henry from imprisonment,
And see him seated in the regal throne. [Exeunt.
SCENE IV-London. A room in the palace.
Enter Queen Elizabeth and Rivers..
Riv. Madam, what makes you in this sudden
change?

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Q. Eliz. Why, brother Rivers, are you yet to learn, 'What late misfortune is befall'n king Edward? Riv. What, loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?

'Q. Eliz. No, but the loss of his own royal person. Riv. Then is my sovereign slain?

'Q. Eliz. Ay, almost slain, for he is taken pris

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* Nay, then I see, that Edward needs must down.
"Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance,
Of thee thyself, and all thy 'complices,
Edward will always bear himself as king:
*Though fortune's malice overthrow my state,
*My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel.
War. Then, for his mind,1be Edward England's
king:
[Takes off his crown.
But Henry now shall wear the English crown,
* And be true king indeed; thou but the shadow.-'Into

My lord of Somerset, at my request,
See that forthwith duke Edward be convey'd
Unto my brother, archbishop of York.
When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows,
I'll follow you, and tell what answer

Lewis, and the lady Bona, send to him :

Now, for a while, farewell, good duke of York.
*K. Edw. What fates impose, that men nrust
needs abide;

* It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

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'Q. Eliz. I am informed, that he comes towards London,

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To save at least the heir of Edward's right;

There shall I rest secure from force, and fraud.

Come therefore, let us fly, while we may fly;
If Warwick take us, we are sure to die. Exe.
SCENE V-A Park near Middleham Castle,
in Yorkshire. Enter Gloster, Hastings, Sir
William Stanley, and others.

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'Glo. Now, my lord Hastings, and sir William Stanley,

Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, this chiefest thicket of the park.

Thus stands the case: You know, our king, my

brother,

Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands
He hath good usage and great liberty;
And often, but attended with weak guard,
Comes hanting this way to disport himself.
I have advértis'd him by secret means,

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That if about this hour, he make this way,
Under the colour of his usual game,
He shall here find his friends, with horse and men,
To set him free from his captivity.

Enter King Edward, and a Huntsman. 'Hunt. This way, my lord; for this way game.

where the

K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; see, huntsmen stand.Now, brother of Gloster, lord Hastings, and the

rest,

Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer?
'Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth haste;
Your horse stands ready at the park corner.
K. Edw. But whither shall we then?
'Hast. To Lynn, my lord; and ship from thence
to Flanders.

lies the

'Glo. Well guess'd, believe me; for that was my meaning.

'K. Edw. Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness. * Glo. But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk. • K. Edw. Huntsman, what say'st thou? wilt thou go along?

'Hunt. Better do so, than tarry and be hang'd.
* Glo. Come then, away; let's have no more ado.
'K. Edw. Bishop, farewell: shield thee from
Warwick's frown;

And pray that I may repossess the crown. [Exe.
SCENE VI-A room in the Tower. Enter

King Henry, Clarence, Warwick, Somerset,
Young Richmond, Oxford, Montague, Lieuten-
ant of the Tower, and Attendants.

*K. Hen. Master lieutenant, now that God and
friends

*Have shaken Edward from the regal seat;
*And turn'd my captive state to liberty,
*My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys;
*At our enlargement what are thy due fees?
* Lieut. Subjects may challenge nothing of theis
sovereigns;

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