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Enter Salisbury.

For, as I hear, the king, is fled to London, Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought

To call a present court of parliament.

• Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth :to-day;

What says lord Warwick ? shall we after them? • By the mass, so did we all.—I thank you, Richard: God knows, how long it is I have'to live ;

War. After them! nay, before them, if we can. And it hath pleas'd him, that three times to-day Saint Albans' battle, won by famous York,

Now, by my faith, lords, 'twas a glorious day : You have defended me from imminent death.

Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come. -*Well, lords, we have not got that which we have:2 | Sound, drums and trumpets ;-and to London all : # 'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled,

And more such days as these to us befall! * Being opposites of such repairing nature.3

(Eseunt. *York. I know, our safety is to follow them:

(3) i. e. Being enemies that are likely so soon to (2) i. e. We have not secured that which we | rally and recover themselves from this defeat. have acquired.

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King Henry the Sixth :

Sir John Mortimer,

uncles to the duke of York. Edward, prince of Wales, his son. Lewis XI. king of France.

Henry, earl of Richmond, a youth. Duke of Somerset,

Lord Rivers, brother to Lady Grey. Sir William Duke of Exeter,

Stanley. Sir John Montgomery. Sir John SomEarl of Oxford, lords on King Hen- erville. Tutor to Rutland. Mayor of York. Earl of Northumberland,

ry's side.

Lieutenant of the Tower. A Nobleman. Two Earl of Westmoreland,

Keepers. A Huntsman. A Son that has killed Lord Clifford,

his father. A Father that has killed his son. Richard Plantagenet, duke of York. Edward, earl of March, afterwards

Queen Margaret. King Edward IV.

Lady Grey, afterwards queen to Edward IV. Edmund, earl of Rutland,

Bona, sister to the French queen.
George, afterwards duke of Clarence,
Richard, afterwards duke of Glocester,

Soldiers, and other attendants on King Henry and Duke of Norfolk,

King Edward, Messengers, Watchmen, dc. Marquis of Montague, Earl of Warwick, of the duke of York's Scene, during part of the third act, in France, Earl of Pembroke,


during all the rest of the play, in England, Lord Hastings, Lord Stafford,

his sons.


War. And so do I.- Victorious prince of York,

Before I see thee seated in that throne SCENE 1.-London. The Parliament House. || Which now the house of Lancaster usurps,

Drums. Some soldiers of York's party break I vow by heaven, these eyes shall never close. in. Then, enter the Duke of York, Edward,|| This is the palace of the fearful king, Richard, Norfolk, Montague, Warwick, and l. And this the regal seat: possess it, York: others, with white roses in their hats.

For this is thine, and not king Henry's heirs'.

York. Assist me then, sweet Warwick, and 1 Warwick.


· For hither we have broken in by force. I WONDER, how the king escap'd our hands. Norf. We'll all assist you; he, that flies, shall die. York. While we pursu'd the horsemen of the York. Thanks, gentle Norfolk. --Stay by me, north,

my lords ;He slily stole away, and left his men:

And, soldiers, stay, and lodge by me this night. Whereat the great lord of Northumberland, War. And, when the king comes, offer him no Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,

violence, Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself, Unless he seek to thrust you out by force. • Lord Clifford, and lord Stafford, all a-breast,

(They retire. "Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking in, * York. The queen, this day, here holds her Were by the swords of common soldiers slain.

parliament, Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buckingham,|| * But little thinks we shall be of her council: Is either slain, or wounded dangerous :

* By words, or blows, here let us win our right. I cleft his beaver with a downright blow;

Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this That this is true, father, behold his blood.

house. (Showing his bloody sword. War. The bloody parliament shall this be call’d, Mont. And, brother, here's the earl of Wiltshire's Unless Plantagenet, duke York, be king; blood,

(To York, showing his. And bashful Henry depos’d, whose cowardice Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. Hath made us by-words to our enemies. Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them what I did. * York. Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute; (Throwing down the duke of Somerset's head. || I mean to take possession of my right. York. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my War. Neither the king, nor he that loves him best,

|• The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, What is your grace dead, my lord of Somerset? Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells, Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt !

(1) Hawks had sometimes little bells hung on Rich. Thus do I hope to shake king Henry's them, perhaps to dare the birds ; that is, to fright

them from rising.



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