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|| 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,

Mess. He, more incens'd against your majesty 'Than all the rest, discharg'd me with these words; Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. K. Edw. Ha! durst the traitor breathe out proud words?

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

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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.

[Exit Clarence, and Somerset follows. * 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!

* 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

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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 true obedience, your '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!

• K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, will you stand 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.

War. Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well; The common people by numbers swarm to us.

Enter Clarence and Somerset.

But see, where Somerset and Clarence come ;Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends? Clar. Fear not that, my lord.

War. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto

And welcome, Somerset :-I hold it cowardice,
To rest mistrustful where a noble heart
Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love;
Else might I think, that Clarence, Edward's brother,
Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings:
But welcome, Clarence; my daughter shall be thine.
And now what rests, but, in night's coverture,
Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd,


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

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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


*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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'Tis to be doubted, he would waken him. *1 Watch. Unless our halberds did shut


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*2 Watch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his royal tent,

*But to defend his person from night-foes? Enter Warwick, Clarence, Oxford, Somerset, and forces.

'War. This is his tent; and see, where stand

his guard.

Courage, my masters: honour now, or never!
But follow me, and Edward shall be ours.
1 Watch. Who goes there?

2 Watch. Stay, or thou diest.

[Warwick, and the rest, cry all-Warwick! Warwick! and set upon the guard; who fy, crying-Arm! Arm! Warwick, and the rest, following them.

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.

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K. Edw. The duke! why, Warwick, when we* And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs, parted last, *Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown

Thou call'dst me king!

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?

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

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

*To set the crown once more on Henry's head:
* Guess thou the rest; king Edward's friends must

But to prevent the tyrant's violence

(For trust not him that hath once broken faith,)
I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary,
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.
SCENE VA Park near Middleham Castle,
in Yorkshire. Enter Gloster, Hastings, Sir
William Stanley, and others.

*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, be Edward England's
[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 nust
needs abide;

* It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

[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

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


"Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard,
'Or by his foe surpris'd at unawares:
And, as I further have to understand,
Is new committed to the bishop of York,
Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe.
Riv. These news, I must confess, are full of grief:
Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may;
Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.
* Q. Eliz. Till then, fair hope must hinder life's

* And I the rather wean me from despair,
*For love of Edward's offspring in my womb:
*This is it that makes me bridle passion,

* And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross;
*Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear,

(1) i. e. In his mind; as far as his own mind goes.

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

Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither,
this chiefest thicket of the park.
Thus stands the case: You know, our king, my


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

'K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; see, where the huntsmen stand.

Now, brother of Gloster, lord Hastings, and the


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.

'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

*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

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* For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure: * Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds *Conceive, when, after many moody thoughts, * At last, by notes of household harmony, *They quite forget their loss of liberty.*But, Warwick, after God, thou sett'st me free, * And chiefly therefore I thank God, and thee; *He was the author, thou the instrument. *Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite, By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me; *And that the people of this blessed land * May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars; 'Warwick, although my head still wear the crown, I here resign my government to thee, For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds.

* War. Your grace hath still been fam'd for virtuous;

*And now may seem as wise as virtuous,
*By spying, and avoiding, fortune's malice,

'K. Hen. My lord of Somerset, what youth is that,

Of whom you seem to have so tender care?
Som. My liege, it is young Henry, earl of

'K. Hen. Come hither, England's hope: If secret
powers [Lays his hand on his head.
Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts,
This pretty lad3 will prove our country's bliss.
His looks are full of peaceful majesty;
His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown,
His hand to wield a sceptre; and himself
Likely, in time, to bless a regal throne.
Make much of him, my lords; for this is he,
Must help you more than you are hurt by me.
Enter a Messenger.

* War. What news, my friend? *Mess. That Edward is escaped from your brother,

*And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy. * War. Unsavoury news: But how made he escape?

* Mess. He was convey'd by Richard duke of Gloster,

*And the lord Hastings, who attended4 him *In secret ambush on the forest side, *And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him; For hunting was his daily exercise.

For few men rightly temper with the stars ; Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace, *For choosing me, when Clarence is in place.2 *Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the*


*To whom the heavens, in thy nativity, * Adjudg'd an olive branch, and laurel crown, As likely to be blest in peace, and war; * And therefore I yield thee my free consent. *War. And I choose Clarence only for protector. * K. Hen. Warwick, and Clarence, give me both your hands;

*Now join your hands, and, with your hands, your hearts,

*That no dissension hinder government:
I make you both protectors of this land;
While I myself will lead a private life,
And in devotion spend my latter days,
To sin's rebuke, and my Creator's praise.

War. What answers Clarence to his sovereign's will?

*Clar. That he consents, if Warwick yield

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*We'll yoke together, like a double shadow *To Henry's body, and supply 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 be confiscate.

Clar. What else? and that succession be determin'd.

* War. Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his

part. *K. Hen. But, with the first of all your chief affairs,

*Let me entreat (for I command no more,) That Margaret your queen, and my son Edward, * Be sent for, to return from France with speed: *For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear My joy of liberty is half eclips'd.

Clar. It shall be done, my sovereign, with all speed.

(1) Few men conform their temper to their destiny. (2) Present. (3) Afterward Henry VII.

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* War. My brother was too careless of his charge.

*But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide *A salve for any sore that may betide.

[Exeunt King Henry, War. Clar. Lieut. and attendants.

*Som. My lord, I like not of this flight of


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So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts' *What may befall him, to his harm, and ours: Therefore, lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, *Forthwith we'll send him hence to Britany, Till storms be past of civil enmity.

*Oxf. Ay; for, if Edward repossess the crown, 'Tis like, that Richmond with the rest shall down. *Som. It shall be so; he shall to Britany. * Come therefore, let's about it speedily. [Ěxeunt. SCENE VII-Before York. Enter King Ed ward, Gloster, Hastings, and forces.

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*Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more, to* Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand; *The bruit2 thereof will bring you many friends. *K. Edw. Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right,

Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his


May. My lords, we were forewarned of your coming,

And shut the gates for safety of ourselves; For now we owe allegiance unto Henry. 'K. Edw. But, master mayor, if Henry be your king,

'Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York.

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May. True, my good lord; I know you for no less. K. Edw. Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom;

*As being well content with that alone.

'Glo. But, when the fox hath once got in his nose, 'He'll soon find means to make the body follow. [Aside. you in

Hast. Why, master mayor, why stand

a doubt? Open the gates, we are king Henry's friends. May. Ay, say you so? the gates shall then be open'd. [Exeunt from above.

Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded soon! *Hast. The good old man would fain that all were well,

*So 'twere not 'long of him: but, being enter'd, *I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade

Both him, and all his brothers, unto reason.
Re-enter the Mayor and two Aldermen, below.
K. Edw. So, master mayor: these gates must
not be shut,

But in the night, or in the time of war. "What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys;| [Takes the keys.

"For Edward will defend the town, and thee,
And all those friends that deign to follow me.
Drum. Enter Montgomery, and forces, marching.
Gło. Brother, this is sir John Montgomery,
Our trusty friend, unless I be deceiv'd.

'K. Edw. Welcome, sir John! But why come you in arms?

Mont. To help king Edward in his time of storm, As every loyal subject ought to do.

'K. Edw. Thanks, good Montgomery: But we now forget

Our title to the crown; and only claim Our dukedom, till God please to send the rest. Mont. Then fare you well, for I will hence again; I came to serve a king, and not a duke,— Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. [A march begun. 'K. Edw. Nay, stay, sir John, a while; and we'll debate,

By what safe means the crown may be recover'd. Mont. What talk you of debating? in few words, If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, I'll leave you to your fortune; and be gone, To keep them back that come to succour you: Why should we fight, if you pretend no title?

Glo. Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points?

*K. Edw. When we grow stronger, then we'll make our claim:

* Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning. *Hast. Away with scrupulous wit! now arms must rule.

Glo. And fearless minds climb soonest unto


(1) The mayor is willing we should enter, so he may not be blamed.

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*And Henry but usurps the diadem.

Mont. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself;

And now will I be Edward's champion.

Hast. Sound, trumpet; Edward shall be here proclaim'd:

*Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation. Gives him a paper. Flourish. Sold. [Reads.] Edward the Fourth, by the grace of God, king of England and France, and lord of Ireland, &c.

Mont. And whosoe'er gainsays king Edward's right,

By this I challenge him to single fight.

[Throws down his gauntlet. All. Long live Edward the Fourth! 'K. Edw. Thanks, brave Montgomery ;-and thanks unto you all.

If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness. Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York; And, when the morning sun shall raise his car Above the border of this horizon,

We'll forward towards Warwick, and his mates; For, well I wot,3 that Henry is no soldier.

Ah, froward Clarence!-how evil it beseems thee, *To flatter Henry, and forsake thy brother! *Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and War wick.

Come on, brave soldiers; doubt not of the day; *And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay. [Exeunt.

SCENE VIII.-London. A room in the palace. Enter King Henry, Warwick, Clarence, Montague, Exeter, and Oxford.

War. What counsel, lords? Edward from Belgia, With hasty Germans, and blunt Hollanders, Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas, And with his troops doth march amain to London; And many giddy people flock to him.

*Orf. Let's levy men, and beat him back again. Clar. A little fire is quickly trodden out; Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench. War. In Warwickshire I have true-hearted friends,

Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war;
Shalt stir, in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent,
Those will I muster up-and thou, son Clarence,
The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:-
Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham,
Northampton, and in Leicestershire, shalt find
'Men wellinclin'd to hear what thou command'st:-
And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well belov'd,
My sovereign, with the loving citizens,
In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.-
*Like to his island, girt in with the ocean,
*Or modest Dian, circled with her nymphs,-
Shall rest in London, till we come to him.-
Fair lords, take leave, and stand not to reply.-
Farewell, my sovereign.

K. Hen. Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope.

*Clar. In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand.

*K. Hen. Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!

* Mont. Comfort, my lord;—and so I take my leave.

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*Oxf. And thus [Kissing Henry's hand.] I seal my truth, and bid adieu."

*K. Hen. Sweet Oxford, and my loving Mon-* tague,

*And all at once, once more a happy farewell. War. Farewell, sweet lords; let's meet at Cov

entry. [Exe. War. Clar. Oxf. and Mont. *K. Hen. Here at the palace will I rest a while. *Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship? * Methinks, the power, that Edward hath in field,

*Should not be able to encounter mine.

*Exe. The doubt is, that he will seduce the rest.
*K. Hen. That's not my fear, my meed' hath
got me fame.

*I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
*Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;
*My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
*My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
*My mercy dry'd their water-flowing tears:
* I have not been desirous of their wealth,
* Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies,
*Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd;
*Then why should they love Edward more than me?
* No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace:
* And, when the lion fawns upon the lamb,
*The lamb will never cease to follow him.

[Shout within. A Lancaster! A Lancaster!
Exe. Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?
Enter King Edward, Gloster, and Soldiers.
'K. Edw. Seize on the shame-fac'd Henry, bear
him hence,

And once again proclaim us king of England. *You are the fount, that makes small brooks to flow. *Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry, *And swell so much the higher by their ebb.'Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak.

[Exeunt some with King Henry. And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course, 'Where peremptory Warwick now remains: The sun shines hot, and, if we use delay, 'Cold biting winter mars our hop'd-for hay.2 *Glo. Away betimes, before his forces join, *And take the great-grown traitor unawares : * Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry. [Exeunt.

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'War. Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his drum. *Som. It is not his, my lord; here Southam lies; The drum your honour hears, marcheth from Warwick.

* War. Who should that be? belike, unlook'dfor friends.

*Som. They are at hand, and you shall quickly know.

Drums. Enter King Edward, Gloster, and forces, marching.

*K. Edw. Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound a parle.

'Glo. See, how the surly Warwick mans the wall. War. O, unbid spite! is sportful Edward come? Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduc'd, That we could hear no news of his repair? * K. Edw. Now, Warwick, wilt thou


the city

Speak gentle words, and humbly bend thy knee?--
Call Edward-king, and at his hands beg mercy,
And he shall pardon thee these outrages.

'War. Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces


Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee down?-
Call Warwick-patron, and be penitent,
And thou shalt still remain the duke of York.

Glo. I thought, at least, he would have said-
the king;

Or did he make the jest against his will?

* War. Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? * Glo. Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give; * I'll do thee service for so good a gift.3 'War. 'Twas I, that gave the kingdom to thy


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K. Edw. Why, then 'tis mine, if but by War

wick's gift.

'War. Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight: And, weakling, Warwick takes his gift again; And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject. *K. Edw. But Warwick's king is Edward's

prisoner :

And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this,What is the body, when the head is off?

'Glo. Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast, But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten, The king was slily finger'd from the deck !4 You left poor Henry at the bishop's palace, And, ten to one, you'll meet him in the Tower. K. Edw. 'Tis even so; yet you are Warwick still. * Glo. Come, Warwick, take the time, kneel down, kneel down:


Nay, when? strike now, or else the iron cools. *War. I had rather chop this hand off at a blow, And with the other fling it at thy face, *Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee.

*K. Edw. Sail how thou canst, have wind and

tide thy friend;

*This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair, Shall, whiles the head is warm, and new cut off, *Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood,Wind-changing Warwick now can change no


Enter Oxford, with drum and colours. *War. O cheerful colours! see, where Oxford comes!

Oxf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!

[Oxford and his forces enter the city. 'Glo. The gates are open, let us enter too.

(3) i. e. Enrol myself among thy dependants. (4) A pack of cards was anciently termed a dec lof cards.

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