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*has a familiarunder his tongue; he speaks not ||' your backs with burdens, take your houses over * O'God's name. "Go, take him away, I say, and your heads, ravish your wives and daughters bestrike off his head presently; and then break into fore your faces: For me, I will make shift for his son-in-law's house, sir James Cromer, and||.one; and so--God's curse light upon you all! • strike off his head, and bring them both upon two * Al. We'll follow Cade, we'll follow Cade. poles hither.

Clif. Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth, * Al. It shall be done.

* That chus you do exclaim-you'll go with

him? Say. Ah, countrymen! if, when you make your ||. Will he conduct you through the heart of France, prayers,

* And make the meanest of you earls and dukes? *God should be so obdurate as yourselves, * Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to; * How would it fare with your departed souls? | Nor knows he how to live, but by the spoil, * And therefore yet relent, and save my life. Unless, by robbing of your friends, and us. * Cade. Away with him, and do as I command. Wer't not a shame, that whilst you live at jar,

ye. (Exeunt some, with Lord Say. . The fearful French, whom you late vanquished, • The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a Should

make a start o'er seas,

and vanquish you? • head on his shoulders, unless he pay me tribute ; . Methinks, already, in this civil broil, there shall not a maid be married, but she shall I see them lording it in London streets, pay to me her maidenhead ere they have it: Men | Crying-Villageois! unto all they meet. shall hold of me in capite ; and we charge and | Better, ten thousand base-born Cades miscarry, command, that their wives be as free as heart can Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman's mercy. wish, or tongue can tell.

To France, to France, and get what you have lost; Dick. My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside, II. Spare England, for it is your native coast : and take up commodities upon our bills? Henry hath money, you are strong and manly; *Cade. Marry, presently.

"God on our side, doubt not of victory. AU. O brave !

AU. A Clifford ! a Clifford ! we'll follow the Re-enter Rebels, with the heads of Lord Say and king, and Clifford. his son-in-law.

Cade. Was ever feather so lightly blown to and

fro, as this multitude? the name of Henry the Cade. But is not this braver ?-Let them kiss | Fifth hales them to a hundred mischiefs, and makes one another, for they loved well, when they were them leave me desolate. I see them lay their • alive. Now part them again, lest they consult || heads together, to surprise me: my sword make

about the giving up of some more towns in France. | way for me, for here is no staying. ---In despite of • Soldiers, defer the spoil of the city until night : the devils and hell, have through the very midst for with these borne before us, instead of maces, | of you! and heavens and honour be witness, that will we ride through the streets; and, at every no want of resolution in me, but only my followers' corner, have them kiss.-Away! (Exeunt. Il. base and ignominious treasons, makes me betake SCENE VIII.-Southwark. Alarum. Enter

me to my heels.

[Exit. Cade, and all his rabblement.

Buck. What, is he fled? go some, and follow

him; * Cade. Up Fish-street! down Saint Magnus'l' And he, that brings his head unto the king, corner! kill and knock down! throw them into Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward. * Thames S/A parley sounded, then a retreat.]

(Exeunt some of them. * What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold. Follow me, soldiers; we'll devise a mean * to sound retreat or parley, when I command them. To reconcile you all unto the king. [Exeunt. * kill ? Enter Buckingham, and Old Clifford, with forces.

SCENE IX.—Kenelworth Castle. Enter King

Henry, Queen Margaret, and Somerset, on the Buck. Ay, here they be that dare and will dis terrace of the castle.

turb thee:
* Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the king

* K. Hen. Was ever king that joy'd an earthly *Unto the commons whom thou hast misled;

throne, And here pronounce free pardon to them all,

* And could command no more content than I? That will forsake thee, and go home in peace.

* No sooner was I crept out of my cradle, Cliff. What say ye, countrymen? will ye relent,

* But I was made a king, at nine months old : • And yield to mercy, whilst 'tis offer'd you;

* Was never subject long'd to be a king,
• Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths?

* As I do long and wish to be a subject.
Who loves the king, and will embrace his pardon,
• Fling up his cap, and say-God save his majesty!

Enter Buckingham and Clifford.
• Who hateth him, and honours not his father,

* Buck. Health, and glad tidings, to your ma* Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake,

jesty! • Shake he his weapon at us, and pass by.

* K. Hen. Why, Buckingham, is the traitor, * Au. God save the king! God save the king!

Cade, surpris'd ? • Cade. What, Buckingham, and Clifford, are ye

* Or is he but retir'd to make him strong ? so brave?--And you, base peasants, do ye believe him? will you needs be hanged with your Enter, below, a great number of Cade's followers, pardons about your necks? Hath my sword there

with halters about their necks.
• fore broke through London Gates, that you should Clif. He's fled, my lord, and all his powers do
* leave me at the White Hart in Southwark? 1 yield;

thought, ye would never have given out these arms, And humbly thus, with halters on their necks,
* till you had recovered your ancient freedom: but || Expect your highness' doom, of life, or death.
* you are all recreants, and dastards; and delight K. Hen. Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting
* to live in slavery to the nobility. Let them break gates,

“ 'To entertain my vows of thanks and praise ! -
(1) A dæmon who was supposed to attend at call. Soldiers, this day have you redeem'd your lives,



well :


• And show'd how well you love your prince and ij* And sends the poor well-pleased from my gate. country:

Cade. Here's the lord of the soil come to seize Continue still in this so good a mind,

* me for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without • And Henry, though he be infortunate,

leave. Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me, and get • Assure yourselves, will never be unkind: a thousand crowns of the king, for carrying my * And so, with thanks, and pardon to you all, "head to him; but I'll make thee eat iron like ar: • 1 do dismiss you to your several countries. ostrich, and swallow my sword like a great pin, AL God save the king! God save the king ! * ere thou and I part.

Iden. Why, rude companion, whatsoe'er thou be, Enter a Messenger.

• I know thee not; Why then should I betray thee?

* Is't not enough, to break into my garden, * Mess. Please it your grace to be advertised, * And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds, * The duke of York is newly come from Ireland: Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner,

And with a puissant and a mighty power, * But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms ? * Of Gallowglasses, and stout Kernes,

Cade. Brave thee? ay, by the best blood that * Is marching hitherward in proud array ; ever was broached, and beard thee too. Look on me And still proclaimeth, as he comes along,

I have eat no meat these five days; yet, come * His arms are only to remove from thee thou and thy five men, and if I do not leave you all • The duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor. || as dead as a door nail, I pray God, I may never * K. Hen. Thus stands my state, 'twixt Cadeeat grass more. and York distress'd;

İden. Nay, it shall ne'er be said, while England * Like to a ship, that, having scap'd a tempest,

stands, * Is straightway calm'd and boarded with a pirate : That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent,

But now2 is Cade driven back, his men dispers’d; || Took odds to combat a poor famish'd man. * And now is York in arms to second him.

Oppose thy steadfast-gazing eyes to mine, * I pray thee, Buckingham, go forth and meet him; * See if thou canst outface me with thy looks.

And ask him, what's the reason of these arms. Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser; * Tell him, I'll send duke Edmund to the Tower;- Thy hand is but a finger to my fist;

And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither, Thy leg a stick, compar'd with this truncheon ; Until his army be dismiss'd from him.

| My foot shall fight with all the strength thou * Som. My lord,

hast; * I'll yield myself to prison willingly,

* And if mine arm be heaved in the air, * Or unto death, to do my country good.

Thy grave is digg'd already in the earth. *K. Hen. In any case, be not too rough in terms; * Asfor more words, whose greatness answers words, * For he is fierce, and cannot brook hard language. "Let this my sword report what speech forbears.

Buck. I will, my lord; and doubt not so to deal, * Cade. By my valour, the most complete chamAs all things shall redound unto your good. pion that ever I heard.— Steel, if thou turn the * K. Hen. Come, wife, let's in, and learn toledge, or cut not out the burly-boned clown in govern better;

chines of beef ere thou sleep in thy sheath, I be* For yet may England curse my wretched reign.

“ seech God on my knees, thou mayest be turned to [Exeunt. ll. hob-nails. (They fight. Cade falls.) 0, I am

• slain ! famine, and no other, hath slain me: let SCENE X.-Kent. Iden's garden. Enter Cade.

* ten thousand devils come against me, and give * Cade. Fie on ambition ! fie on myself; that have ll me but the ten meals I have lost, and I'd defy * a sword, and yet am ready to famish! These five them all. Wither, garden ; and be henceforth a days have I hid me in these woods; and durst not burying-place to all that do dwell in this house, peep out, for all the country is lay'd for me ; but because the unconquered soul of Cade is fled.

Iden. Is't Cade that I have slain, that monstrous now am I so hungry, that if I might have a lease * of my life for a thousand years, I could stay no

traitor? * longer. Wherefore, on a brick-wall have I climbed | Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed, into this garden ; to see if I can eat

grass, or pick | And hang thee o'er my tomb, when I am dead : * a sallet another while, which is not amiss to cool

* Ne'er shall this blood be wiped from thy point; a man's stomach this hot weather. And, I think, l* But thou shalt wear it as a herald's coat, this word sallet was born to do me good : for, ||* To emblaze the honour that thy master got. many a time, but for a sallet,3 my brain-pan had

Cade. Iden, farewell; and be proud of thy vicbeen cleft with a brown bill; and, many a time, tory; Tell Kent from me, she hath lost her best when I have been dry, and bravely marching, ii | man, and exhort all the world to be cowards ; for

hath served me instead of a quart-pot to drink 1: !, that never feared any, am vanquished by famin; and how the word sallet 'must serve me to l'ine, not by valour.

(Dies. * Iden. How much thou wrong'st me, heaver

be my judge. Enter Iden, with Servants.

* Die, damned wretch, the curse of her that bare

thee! Iden. Lord, who would live turmoiled in the * And as I thrust thy body in with my sword, court,

* So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell. * And may enjoy such quiet walks as these?

· Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels * This small inheritance, my father left me, * Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave, Contenteth me, and is worth a monarchy. * And there cut off thy most ungracious head; I seek not to wax great by others' waning; Which I will bear in triumph to the king, Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy; Suificeth, that I have maintains my state,

• Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon.

(Exit, dragging out the body (1) Two orders of foot-soldiers among the Irish. (4) i.e. In supposing that I am proud of my vic(2) Only just now. (3) A kind of helmet.


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Enter King Henry, attended. SCENE I.The same. Fields between Dartford

K. Hen. Buckingham, deth York intend no

harm to us, and Blackheath. The King's camp on one side. ll. That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm? On the other, enter York attended, with drum * York. In all submission and humility, and colours : his forces at some distance. * York doth present himself unto your highness. • York. From Ireland thus comes York, to claim

* K. Hen. Then what intend these forces thou his right,

dost bring?

• York. To heave the traitor Somerset from . And pluck the crown from feeble Henry's head: • Ring, bells, aloud; burn, bonfires, clear and bright,

hence; To entertain great England's lawful king.

* And fight against that monstrous rebel, Cade, Ah, sancta majestas! who would not buy thee dear?

• Who since I heard to be discomfited. Let them obey, that know not how to rule;

Enter Iden, with Cade's head. • This hand was made to handle nought but gold: Iden. If one so rude, and of so mean condition, • I cannot give due action to my words,

. May pass into the presence of a king, * Except a sword or sceptre balance it,i

Lo, I present your grace a traitor's head, A sceptre shall it have, have I a soul ;

• The head of Čade, whom I in combat slew. * On which I'll toss the flower-de-luce of France.

· K. Hen. The head of Cade?-Great God, how Enter Buckingham.

just art thou !

"O, let me view his visage, being dead, · Whom have we here? Buckingham, to disturb me? • The king hath sent him, sure : I must dissemble. ll. Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him?

That living wrought me such exceeding trouble. Buck. York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee Iden. I was, an't like your majesty.

well. • York. Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy

K. Hen. How art thou call'dand what is thy

degree? greeting.

Iden. Alexander Iden, that's my name; * Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure? Buck. A messenger from Henry, our dread liege,

* A poor esquire of Kent, that loves his king.

* Buck. So please • To know the reason of these arms in peace;

you, my lord, 'twere not

amiss • Or why, thou-being a subject as I am,Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn,

* He were created knignt for his good service.

K. Hen. Iden, kneel down. (He kneels.] Rise • Should'st raise so great a power without his leave, •Or dare to bring thy force so near the court.

We give thee for reward a thousand marks ; • York. Scarce can I speak, my choler

And will, that thou henceforth attend on us. is so great.

Iden. May Iden live to merit such a bounty, "O, I could bew up rocks, and fight with

And never live but true unto his liege! flint,

K. Hen. See, Buckingham! Somerset comes • I am so angry at these abject terms;

with the * And now, like Ajax Telamonius,


Go, bid her hide him quickly from the duke. On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury! > Aside. • I am far better born than is the king ;

Enter Queen Margaret and Somerset. More like a king, more kingly in my

Q. Mar. For thousand Yorks he shall not hite thoughts :

his head, • But I must make fair weather yet a while, * But boldly stand, and front him to his face. • Till Henry be more weak, and I more

York. How now! Is Somerset at liberty? strong:

Then, York, unloose thy long-imprison'd thoughts, • Buckingham, I prythee, pardon me, * And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart. • That I have given no answer all this while; * Shall I endure the sight of Somerset?-

My mind was troubled with deep melancholy. |* False king! why hast thou broken faith with me, • The cause why I have brought this army hither, Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse ? • Is—to remove proud Somerset from the king, • King did I call thee? no, thou art not king; Seditious to his grace, and to the state.

Not fit to govern and rule multitudes, Buck. That is too much presumption on thy. Which dar'st not, no, nor canst not rule a traitor. part:

* That head of thine doth not become a crown; • But if thy arms be to no other end,

Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer's staff, • The king hath yielded unto thy demand; * And not to grace an awful princely sceptre. • The duke of Somerset is in the Tower. • That gold must round engirt these brows of mine; York. Upon thine honour, is he prisoner?

* Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles' spear, Buck. Upon mine honour, he is prisoner. • Is able with the change to kill and cure. York. shen, Buckingham, I do dismiss my • Here is a hand to hold a sceptre up, powers.

* And with the same to act controlling laws. • Soldiers, I thank you all : disperse yourselves ; "Give place; by heaven, thou shalt rule no more • Meet me to-morrow in Saint George's field, • O'er him, whom heaven created for thy ruler. • You shall have pay, and every thing you wish. • Som. O monstrous traitor! -I arrest thee, York, * And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry, "Of capital treason 'gainst the king and crown: *Command' my eldest son,-nay, all my sons,

* Obey, audacious traitor; kneel for grace. * As pledges of my fealty and love,

* York. Would'st have me kneel? first let me * I'll send them all as willing as I live;

ask of these, * Lands, goods, horse, armour, any thing I have * If they can brook I bow a knee to man.Is his to use, so Somerset may die.

Sirrah, call in my sons to be my bail ; Buck. York, I commend this kind submission :

(Exit an attendant. We twain will go into his highness' tent. * I know, ere they will have me go to ward,2 (1) i. e. Balance my hand.

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* They'll pawn their swords for my enfranchise- || * Thou mad misleader of thy brain-sick son

* What, wilt thou on thy death-bed play the ruftian, Q. Mar. Call hither Clifford; bid him come And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles? amain,

0, where is faith? O, where is loyalty? * To say, if that the bastard boys of York * If it be banish'd from the frosty head, Shall be the surety for their traitor father. * Where shall it find a harbour in the earth?

* York. O blood-bespotted Neapolitan, * Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war, *Outcast of Naples, England's bloody scourge! * And shame thine honourable age with blood ? • The sons of York, thy betters in their birth, * Why art thou old, and want'st experience

Shall be their father's bail; and bane to those *Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it? That for my surety will refuse the boys. * For shame! in duty bend thy knee to me, Enter Edward and Richard Plantagenet, with

* That bows unto the grave with mickle age. forces, at one side; at the other with forces also, * The title of this most renowned duke ;

* Sal. My lord, I have considered with myself ou Clifford and his son.

And in my conscience do repute his grace * See, where they come; I'll warrant they'll make * The rightful heir to England's royal seat. it good.

* K. Hen. Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto *Q. Mar. And here comes Clifford, to deny me? their bail.

* Sal. I have. *Clif. Health and all happiness to my lord the * K. Hen. Canst thou dispense with heaven for king!


such an oath? * York. I thank thee, Clifford : Say, what news * Sal. It is great sin, to swear unto a sin; with thee?

* But greater sin, to keep a sinful oath. • Nay, do not fright us with an angry look: * Who can be bound by any solemn vow

We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again; * To do a murderous deed, to rob a man, • For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee. * To force a spotless virgin's chastity,

Clit. This is my king, York, I do not mistake :// * To reave the orphan of his patrimony, • But thou mistak'st me much, to think I do: * To wring the widow from her custom'd right; • To Bedlam with him! is the man grown mad? * And have no other reason for this wrong, K. Hen. Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious * But that he was bound by a solemn oath? humour

Q. Mar. A subtle traitor needs no sophister. • Makes him oppose himself against his king. K. Hen. Call Buckingham, and bid him arm *Clif. He is a traitor ; let him to the Tower,

himself. * And chop away that factious pate of his. • York. Call Buckingham, and all the friends 2. Mar. He is arrested, but will not obey

thou hast, • His sons, he says, shall give their words for him. • I am resolv'd for death, or dignity. • York. Will you not, sons?

*Clif. The first, I warrant thee, if dreams prove Edu. Ay, noble father, if our words will serve.

true. Rich. And if words will not, then our weapons • War. You were best to go to bed, and dream

again, *Clif. Why, what a brood of traitors have we To keep thee from the tempest of the field. bere!

Clif. I am resolv'd to bear a greater storm, * York. Look in a glass, and call thy image so ;|| Than any thou canst conjure up to-day; * I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor. And that I'll write upon thy burgonet,

Call hither to the stake my two brave bears, Might I but know thee by thy household badge. * That, with the very shaking of their chains, War. Now, by my father's badge, old Nevil's * They may astonish these fell lurking curs;

crest, * Bid Salisbury, and Warwick, come to me. The rampant bear chain'd to the ragged staff, Drums. Enter Warwick and Salisbury, with This day I'll wear aloft my burgonet, forces.

(As on a mountain-top the cedar shows,

That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm,) *Clif. Are these thy bears? we'll bait thy bears Even to affright thee with the view thereof. to death,

Clif. And from thy burgonet I'll rend thy bear, • And manacle the bear-ward in their chains, And tread it under foot with all contempt, * If thou dar'st bring them to the baiting-place. . Despite the bear-ward that protects the bear.

Rich. Oft have I seen a bot o'erweening cur Y. Clif. And so to arms, victorious father, Run back and bite, because he was withheld; • To quell the rebels, and their complices. * Who, being suffer'd with the bear's fell paw, Rich. Fie! charity, for shame! speak not in spite, * Hath clapp'd his tail between his legs, and cry'd: For you shall sup with Jesu Christ to-night. * And such a piece of service will you do,

. Clif. Foul stigmatic, 4 that's more than thou If you oppose yourselves to match lord Warwick.

canst tell. *Clif. Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested • Rich, If not in heaven, you'll surely sup in lump,


(Exeunt severally. As crooked in thy manners as thy shape ! * York. Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon. SCENE II.—Saint Albans. Alarums: Excur*Clif. Take heed, lest by your heat you burn

sions. Enter Warwick. yourselves.

War. Clifford of Cumberland, 'tis Warwick calls! * K. Hen. Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot And if thou dost not hide thee from the bear, to bow

Now,-when the angry trumpet sounds alarm, Old Salisbury,-shame to thy silver hair, And dead men's cries do fill the empty air,

(1) The Nevils, earls of Warwick, had a bear (3) Helmet. and ragged staff for their crest.

(4) One on whom nature has set a mark of de(2) Bear-keeper.

formity, a stigma.


Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me! Meet I an infant of the house of York,
Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland, * Into as many gobbets will I cut it,
Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms. * As wild Medea young Absyrtus did:

* In cruelty will I seek out my fame.
Enter York.

• Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house ; • How now, my noble lord? what, all a-foot?

(Taking up the body York. The deadly-handed Clifford slew my • As did Æneas old Anchises bear, steed;

* So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders; • But match to match I have encountered him, * But then Æneas bare a living load, "And made a prey for carrion kites and crows * Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. (Exit. • Even of the bonny beast he lov'd so well.

Enter Richard Plantagenet and Somerset, fightEnter Clifford.

ing, and Somerset is killed. · War. Of one or both of us the time is come.

Rich. So, lie thou there;

For, underneath an ale-house' paltry sign, York. Hold, Warwick, seek thee out some other

The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset chace, For I myself must hunt this deer to death. Hath made the wizard famous in his death.War. Then, nobly, York; 'tis for a crown thou | * Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful still. fight'st.

* Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. (Exit. . As I intend, Clifford, to thrive to-day,

Alarums: Excursions. Enter King Henry, Queen It grieves my soul to leave thee unassail'd.

Margaret, and others, retreating.

[Exit Warwick. *Clif. What seest thou in me, York? Why dost Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow ; for thou pause?

shame, away! * York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, * K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens ? good • But that thou art so fast mine enemy.

Margaret, stay. Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and * Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not esteem,

fight, nor fly : • But that 'tis shown ignobly, and in treason. * Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence,

* York. So let it help me now against thy sword, || * To give the enemy way: and to secure us • As I in justice and true right express it!

* By what we can, which can no more but fly. Clif. My soul and body on the action both !

(Alarum afar off: York. A dreadful lay !|--address thee instantly. I * If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom

[They fight, and Clifford falls. * Of all our fortunes : but if we haply 'scape *Clif. La fin couronne les cuvres. (Dies. * (As well we may, if not through your neglect,) • York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for * We shall to London get ; where you are lov'd; thou art still.

* And where this breach, now in our fortunes made, * Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will! || * May readily be stopp'd.


Enter Young Clifford.
Enter Young Clifford.

* Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mis* Y. Clif. Shame and confusion ! all is on the

chief set, rout;

* I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; * Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds * Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell,

* But fly you must; uncurable discomfit

Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.6 * Whon angry heavens do make their minister, * Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part

* Away, for your relief! and we will live

* To see their day, and them our fortune give : * Hot coals of vengeance !-Let no soldier fiy: * He that is truly dedicate to war,

* Away, my lord, away!

(Exeunt. * Hath no self-love; nor he, that loves himself,

SCENE III.-Fields near Saint Albans. Alar. * Hath not essentially, but by circumstance,

um: Retreat. Flourish; then enter York, Rich* The name of valour.-0, let the vile world end,

ard Plantagenet, Warwick, and Soldiers, wit) (Seeing his dead father.

drum and colours. * And the premised? Alames of the last day * Knit earth and heaven together!

York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him; * Now let the general trumpet blow his blast,

* That winter lion, who, in rage, forgets * Particularities and petty sounds

* Aged contusions and all brush of time;' * To cease !3_Wast thou ordain'd, dear father, * And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, * To lose thy youth in peace, and to achievet Repairs him with occasion ? this happy day * The silver livery of advised age ;

* Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, * And, in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, thus * If Salisbury be lost. * To die in ruffian battle?-Even at this sight,


My noble father, * My heart is turn'd to stone: and, while 'tis. Three times to-day I holp him to his horse, mine,

* Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him off, * It shall be stony. York not our old men spares ; • Persuaded him from any further act: * No more will I their babes : tears virginal But still, where danger was, still there I met him; * Shall be to me even as the dew to fire;

* And like rich hangings in a homely house, * And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims, * So was his will in his old freble body. * Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax. * But, noble as he is, look where he comes * Henceforth, I will not have to do with pity :

(6) For parties. (1) A dreadful wager; a tremendous stake. (7) i. e. The gradual detrition of time. (2) Sent before their time. (3) Stop (8) i. e. The height of youth: the brow of a hill (4) Obtain. (5) Considerate.

is its summit.

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