Henry VI, Part 3


William Shakespeare

Henry VI, Part 3 is a historical play set in England during the 15th century. It continues the story of King Henry VI and his struggle to maintain his power and control over the kingdom. The play also delves into the rivalry between the House of Lancaster, led by King Henry, and the House of York, led by Richard Plantagenet.

The play opens with the aftermath of the Battle of Towton, where the Lancastrian army suffers a devastating defeat at the hands of the Yorkists. King Henry is captured and imprisoned in the Tower of London, while Queen Margaret is left to rally what remains of the Lancastrian forces. Meanwhile, Richard Plantagenet sets his sights on the throne and begins plotting with his allies to overthrow King Henry and seize power.

The play is filled with political intrigue, as various characters switch allegiances and betray one another in their quest for power. The Duke of York, for example, initially supports King Henry but eventually turns against him and declares himself the rightful king. His sons, Edward and Richard, also play a key role in the power struggle, with Edward ultimately emerging victorious and becoming King Edward IV.

Throughout the play, there are also several battles and skirmishes between the Lancastrian and Yorkist forces, further escalating the conflict. The play ends with the Yorkists triumphant and King Henry once again imprisoned in the Tower of London.

Act I

Act 1 of Henry VI, Part 3 begins with the aftermath of the Battle of Towton, which was fought between the House of York and the House of Lancaster. King Henry VI is deposed and has fled with his wife and son. The Yorkists, led by Edward, now control the throne.

The first scene takes place in London where the Duke of York is proclaimed as the new king. However, tensions are high as the Lancastrians, led by Queen Margaret and the Duke of Somerset, still pose a threat to the Yorkist rule.

Meanwhile, Richard, Duke of Gloucester, plots with his brother, the newly crowned King Edward, to eliminate their enemies. Richard is portrayed as a cunning and ruthless figure, willing to do whatever it takes to secure the throne for his family.

The Lancastrians, including Queen Margaret, reunite with Henry VI and plan their next move. They are joined by the Earl of Warwick, who switches sides and supports the Lancastrians. Warwick is a powerful and influential figure, and his defection is a significant blow to the Yorkist cause.

The act ends with preparations for the next battle between the two factions. The Yorkists are confident, but the Lancastrians have gained new allies and are determined to regain control of the throne.

SCENE I. London. The Parliament-house.

Scene 1 of Act 1 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place in a palace in London. King Henry VI is sitting on his throne while two nobles, Gloucester and Winchester, argue over who should be the Lord Protector of England. Gloucester argues that he should be the Lord Protector since he is the rightful heir to the throne and is more experienced than Winchester. Winchester, on the other hand, argues that he should be the Lord Protector since he has the support of the Duke of Suffolk and the Queen.

The argument gets heated and the King tries to intervene but is ignored by both nobles. Suddenly, a messenger arrives and informs the King that the Duke of York has rebelled against him and is marching towards London with his army. The King is shocked and worried about the safety of the city and his people.

Gloucester and Winchester both offer to lead the King's army against the rebels, but the King is hesitant to trust either of them. He decides to appoint Somerset as the leader of the army and orders him to defend the city from the rebels. The scene ends with the King expressing his concern for the safety of his people and the future of England.


I wonder how the king escaped our hands.
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While we pursued the horsemen of the north,
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He slily stole away and left his men:
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Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland,
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Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
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Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself,
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Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford, all abreast,
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Charged our main battle's front, and breaking in
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Were by the swords of common soldiers slain.
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Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham,
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Is either slain or wounded dangerously;
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I cleft his beaver with a downright blow:
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That this is true, father, behold his blood.
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And, brother, here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood,
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Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd.
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Speak thou for me and tell them what I did.
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Throwing down SOMERSET's head

Richard hath best deserved of all my sons.
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But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset?
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Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt!
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Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head.
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And so do I. Victorious Prince of York,
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Before I see thee seated in that throne
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Which now the house of Lancaster usurps,
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I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close.
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This is the palace of the fearful king,
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And this the regal seat: possess it, York;
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For this is thine and not King Henry's heirs'
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Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and I will;
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For hither we have broken in by force.
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We'll all assist you; he that flies shall die.
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Thanks, gentle Norfolk: stay by me, my lords;
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And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this night.
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They go up

And when the king comes, offer no violence,
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Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce.
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The queen this day here holds her parliament,
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But little thinks we shall be of her council:
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By words or blows here let us win our right.
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Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house.
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The bloody parliament shall this be call'd,
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Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king,
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And bashful Henry deposed, whose cowardice
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Hath made us by-words to our enemies.
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Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute;
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I mean to take possession of my right.
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Neither the king, nor he that loves him best,
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The proudest he that holds up Lancaster,
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Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells.
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I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dares:
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Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown.
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My lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits,
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Even in the chair of state: belike he means,
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Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer,
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To aspire unto the crown and reign as king.
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Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father.
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And thine, Lord Clifford; and you both have vow'd revenge
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On him, his sons, his favourites and his friends.
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If I be not, heavens be revenged on me!
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The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel.
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What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him down:
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My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it.
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Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland.
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Patience is for poltroons, such as he:
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He durst not sit there, had your father lived.
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My gracious lord, here in the parliament
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Let us assail the family of York.
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Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be it so.
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Ah, know you not the city favours them,
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And they have troops of soldiers at their beck?
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But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly.
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Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart,
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To make a shambles of the parliament-house!
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Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats
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Shall be the war that Henry means to use.
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Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,
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and kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
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I am thy sovereign.
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I am thine.
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For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of York.
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'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was.
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Thy father was a traitor to the crown.
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Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown
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In following this usurping Henry.
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Whom should he follow but his natural king?
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True, Clifford; and that's Richard Duke of York.
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And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne?
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It must and shall be so: content thyself.
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Be Duke of Lancaster; let him be king.
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He is both king and Duke of Lancaster;
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And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain.
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And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget
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That we are those which chased you from the field
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And slew your fathers, and with colours spread
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March'd through the city to the palace gates.
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Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief;
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And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it.
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Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons,
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Thy kinsman and thy friends, I'll have more lives
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Than drops of blood were in my father's veins.
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Urge it no more; lest that, instead of words,
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I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger
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As shall revenge his death before I stir.
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Poor Clifford! how I scorn his worthless threats!
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Will you we show our title to the crown?
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If not, our swords shall plead it in the field.
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What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown?
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Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York;
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Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, Earl of March:
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I am the son of Henry the Fifth,
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Who made the Dauphin and the French to stoop
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And seized upon their towns and provinces.
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Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all.
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The lord protector lost it, and not I:
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When I was crown'd I was but nine months old.
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You are old enough now, and yet, methinks, you lose.
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Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head.
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Sweet father, do so; set it on your head.
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Good brother, as thou lovest and honourest arms,
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Let's fight it out and not stand cavilling thus.
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Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly.
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Sons, peace!
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Peace, thou! and give King Henry leave to speak.
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Plantagenet shall speak first: hear him, lords;
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And be you silent and attentive too,
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For he that interrupts him shall not live.
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Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly throne,
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Wherein my grandsire and my father sat?
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No: first shall war unpeople this my realm;
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Ay, and their colours, often borne in France,
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And now in England to our heart's great sorrow,
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Shall be my winding-sheet. Why faint you, lords?
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My title's good, and better far than his.
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Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king.
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Henry the Fourth by conquest got the crown.
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'Twas by rebellion against his king.
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(Aside) I know not what to say; my title's weak.--
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Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir?
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What then?
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An if he may, then am I lawful king;
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For Richard, in the view of many lords,
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Resign'd the crown to Henry the Fourth,
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Whose heir my father was, and I am his.
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He rose against him, being his sovereign,
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And made him to resign his crown perforce.
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Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd,
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Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown?
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No; for he could not so resign his crown
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But that the next heir should succeed and reign.
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Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter?
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His is the right, and therefore pardon me.
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Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not?
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My conscience tells me he is lawful king.
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(Aside) All will revolt from me, and turn to him.
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Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st,
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Think not that Henry shall be so deposed.
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Deposed he shall be, in despite of all.
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Thou art deceived: 'tis not thy southern power,
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Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent,
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Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud,
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Can set the duke up in despite of me.
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King Henry, be thy title right or wrong,
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Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence:
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May that ground gape and swallow me alive,
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Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father!
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O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart!
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Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown.
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What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords?
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Do right unto this princely Duke of York,
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Or I will fill the house with armed men,
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And over the chair of state, where now he sits,
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Write up his title with usurping blood.
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He stamps with his foot and the soldiers show themselves

My Lord of Warwick, hear me but one word:
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Let me for this my life-time reign as king.
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Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs,
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And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou livest.
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I am content: Richard Plantagenet,
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Enjoy the kingdom after my decease.
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What wrong is this unto the prince your son!
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What good is this to England and himself!
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Base, fearful and despairing Henry!
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How hast thou injured both thyself and us!
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I cannot stay to hear these articles.
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Come, cousin, let us tell the queen these news.
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Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king,
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In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides.
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Be thou a prey unto the house of York,
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And die in bands for this unmanly deed!
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In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome,
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Or live in peace abandon'd and despised!
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Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not.
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They seek revenge and therefore will not yield.
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Ah, Exeter!
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Why should you sigh, my lord?
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Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but my son,
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Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit.
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But be it as it may: I here entail
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The crown to thee and to thine heirs for ever;
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Conditionally, that here thou take an oath
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To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live,
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To honour me as thy king and sovereign,
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And neither by treason nor hostility
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To seek to put me down and reign thyself.
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This oath I willingly take and will perform.
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Long live King Henry! Plantagenet embrace him.
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And long live thou and these thy forward sons!
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Now York and Lancaster are reconciled.
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Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes!
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Sennet. Here they come down

Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle.
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And I'll keep London with my soldiers.
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And I to Norfolk with my followers.
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And I unto the sea from whence I came.
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And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court.
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Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger:
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I'll steal away.
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Exeter, so will I.
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Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee.
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Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay.
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Who can be patient in such extremes?
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Ah, wretched man! would I had died a maid
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And never seen thee, never borne thee son,
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Seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father
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Hath he deserved to lose his birthright thus?
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Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I,
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Or felt that pain which I did for him once,
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Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood,
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Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there,
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Rather than have that savage duke thine heir
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And disinherited thine only son.
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Father, you cannot disinherit me:
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If you be king, why should not I succeed?
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Pardon me, Margaret; pardon me, sweet son:
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The Earl of Warwick and the duke enforced me.
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Enforced thee! art thou king, and wilt be forced?
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I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch!
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Thou hast undone thyself, thy son and me;
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And given unto the house of York such head
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As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance.
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To entail him and his heirs unto the crown,
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What is it, but to make thy sepulchre
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And creep into it far before thy time?
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Warwick is chancellor and the lord of Calais;
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Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas;
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The duke is made protector of the realm;
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And yet shalt thou be safe? such safety finds
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The trembling lamb environed with wolves.
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Had I been there, which am a silly woman,
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The soldiers should have toss'd me on their pikes
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Before I would have granted to that act.
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But thou preferr'st thy life before thine honour:
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And seeing thou dost, I here divorce myself
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Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed,
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Until that act of parliament be repeal'd
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Whereby my son is disinherited.
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The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours
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Will follow mine, if once they see them spread;
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And spread they shall be, to thy foul disgrace
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And utter ruin of the house of York.
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Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away;
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Our army is ready; come, we'll after them.
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Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak.
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Thou hast spoke too much already: get thee gone.
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Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me?
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Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies.
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When I return with victory from the field
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I'll see your grace: till then I'll follow her.
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Come, son, away; we may not linger thus.
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Poor queen! how love to me and to her son
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Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
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Revenged may she be on that hateful duke,
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Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire,
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Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle
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Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!
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The loss of those three lords torments my heart:
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I'll write unto them and entreat them fair.
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Come, cousin you shall be the messenger.
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And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all.
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SCENE II. Sandal Castle.

In Scene 2 of Act 1 of Henry VI, Part 3, the Duke of York is depicted as having a conversation with his allies, the Earls of Salisbury and Warwick. The scene begins with the Duke of York expressing his frustration about the fact that he was not appointed as the King's protector after the death of the Duke of Bedford. He believes that he is the rightful heir to the throne and that the King is not capable of ruling the country.

The Earls of Salisbury and Warwick are sympathetic to the Duke's cause and suggest that he should take up arms against the King. The Duke agrees and reveals his plan to gather an army and march on London. He believes that the people of England will support him in his quest for the throne.

The scene ends with the Duke of York and his allies plotting their next move. They are determined to overthrow the King and seize power for themselves.


Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave.
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No, I can better play the orator.
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But I have reasons strong and forcible.
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Enter YORK

Why, how now, sons and brother! at a strife?
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What is your quarrel? how began it first?
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No quarrel, but a slight contention.
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About what?
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About that which concerns your grace and us;
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The crown of England, father, which is yours.
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Mine boy? not till King Henry be dead.
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Your right depends not on his life or death.
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Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it now:
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By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe,
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It will outrun you, father, in the end.
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I took an oath that he should quietly reign.
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But for a kingdom any oath may be broken:
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I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year.
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No; God forbid your grace should be forsworn.
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I shall be, if I claim by open war.
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I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak.
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Thou canst not, son; it is impossible.
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An oath is of no moment, being not took
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Before a true and lawful magistrate,
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That hath authority over him that swears:
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Henry had none, but did usurp the place;
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Then, seeing 'twas he that made you to depose,
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Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous.
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Therefore, to arms! And, father, do but think
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How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown;
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Within whose circuit is Elysium
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And all that poets feign of bliss and joy.
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Why do we finger thus? I cannot rest
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Until the white rose that I wear be dyed
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Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart.
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Richard, enough; I will be king, or die.
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Brother, thou shalt to London presently,
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And whet on Warwick to this enterprise.
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Thou, Richard, shalt to the Duke of Norfolk,
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And tell him privily of our intent.
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You Edward, shall unto my Lord Cobham,
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With whom the Kentishmen will willingly rise:
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In them I trust; for they are soldiers,
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Witty, courteous, liberal, full of spirit.
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While you are thus employ'd, what resteth more,
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But that I seek occasion how to rise,
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And yet the king not privy to my drift,
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Nor any of the house of Lancaster?
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But, stay: what news? Why comest thou in such post?
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The queen with all the northern earls and lords
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Intend here to besiege you in your castle:
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She is hard by with twenty thousand men;
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And therefore fortify your hold, my lord.
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Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou that we fear them?
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Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me;
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My brother Montague shall post to London:
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Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest,
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Whom we have left protectors of the king,
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With powerful policy strengthen themselves,
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And trust not simple Henry nor his oaths.
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Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear it not:
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And thus most humbly I do take my leave.
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Sir John and Sir Hugh Mortimer, mine uncles,
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You are come to Sandal in a happy hour;
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The army of the queen mean to besiege us.
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She shall not need; we'll meet her in the field.
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What, with five thousand men?
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Ay, with five hundred, father, for a need:
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A woman's general; what should we fear?
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A march afar off

I hear their drums: let's set our men in order,
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And issue forth and bid them battle straight.
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Five men to twenty! though the odds be great,
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I doubt not, uncle, of our victory.
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Many a battle have I won in France,
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When as the enemy hath been ten to one:
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Why should I not now have the like success?
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SCENE III. Field of battle betwixt Sandal Castle and Wakefield.

In Scene 3 of Act 1 of Henry VI, Part 3, the Duke of York and his army have just defeated the Lancastrian army, capturing King Henry VI. The Duke of York is now planning to take the throne for himself, but he faces opposition from the Queen and other nobles who support the Lancastrian cause.

The Duke of York is confident in his abilities and believes that he has the right to be king. He argues that Henry VI is a weak ruler and that he would be a better leader for England. He also believes that the Lancastrians are responsible for the country's problems and that he can restore order and stability.

However, the Queen and her supporters are not willing to give up without a fight. They argue that Henry VI is the rightful king and that the Duke of York has no claim to the throne. They also believe that the Duke of York is only interested in his own power and that he would be a tyrant if he became king.

The two sides continue to argue and debate, but it is clear that a war is brewing. The Duke of York is determined to take the throne, while the Queen and her supporters are equally determined to keep it in Lancastrian hands. The stage is set for a bloody conflict that will decide the fate of England and its people.

Alarums. Enter RUTLAND and his Tutor

Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands?
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Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes!
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Enter CLIFFORD and Soldiers

Chaplain, away! thy priesthood saves thy life.
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As for the brat of this accursed duke,
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Whose father slew my father, he shall die.
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And I, my lord, will bear him company.
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Soldiers, away with him!
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Ah, Clifford, murder not this innocent child,
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Lest thou be hated both of God and man!
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Exit, dragged off by Soldiers

How now! is he dead already? or is it fear
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That makes him close his eyes? I'll open them.
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So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch
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That trembles under his devouring paws;
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And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey,
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And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder.
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Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword,
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And not with such a cruel threatening look.
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Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die.
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I am too mean a subject for thy wrath:
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Be thou revenged on men, and let me live.
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In vain thou speak'st, poor boy; my father's blood
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Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter.
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Then let my father's blood open it again:
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He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him.
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Had thy brethren here, their lives and thine
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Were not revenge sufficient for me;
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No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves
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And hung their rotten coffins up in chains,
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It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my heart.
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The sight of any of the house of York
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Is as a fury to torment my soul;
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And till I root out their accursed line
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And leave not one alive, I live in hell.
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Lifting his hand

O, let me pray before I take my death!
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To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me!
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Such pity as my rapier's point affords.
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I never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me?
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Thy father hath.
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But 'twas ere I was born.
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Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me,
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Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just,
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He be as miserably slain as I.
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Ah, let me live in prison all my days;
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And when I give occasion of offence,
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Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause.
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No cause!
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Thy father slew my father; therefore, die.
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Stabs him

Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuae!
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Plantagenet! I come, Plantagenet!
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And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade
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Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood,
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Congeal'd with this, do make me wipe off both.
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SCENE IV. Another part of the field.

Scene 4 of Act 1 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place in a palace in London. The Duke of York and the Earl of Warwick are discussing the current state of affairs in England. They are both dissatisfied with the current king, Henry VI, and are plotting to overthrow him.

The Duke of York believes that he has a legitimate claim to the throne and that Henry VI is an incompetent ruler who has allowed England to fall into disarray. He and Warwick are joined by the Earl of Salisbury and they discuss their plans to gather an army and march on London.

The group is interrupted by the arrival of Lord Clifford, who is loyal to King Henry VI. Clifford accuses the Duke of York of treason and the two men exchange insults. Warwick steps in to try and defuse the situation, but tensions remain high.

As the scene ends, the Duke of York and his followers vow to continue their plot against Henry VI and to take the throne for themselves.

Alarum. Enter YORK

The army of the queen hath got the field:
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My uncles both are slain in rescuing me;
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And all my followers to the eager foe
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Turn back and fly, like ships before the wind
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Or lambs pursued by hunger-starved wolves.
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My sons, God knows what hath bechanced them:
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But this I know, they have demean'd themselves
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Like men born to renown by life or death.
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Three times did Richard make a lane to me.
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And thrice cried 'Courage, father! fight it out!'
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And full as oft came Edward to my side,
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With purple falchion, painted to the hilt
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In blood of those that had encounter'd him:
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And when the hardiest warriors did retire,
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Richard cried 'Charge! and give no foot of ground!'
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And cried 'A crown, or else a glorious tomb!
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A sceptre, or an earthly sepulchre!'
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With this, we charged again: but, out, alas!
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We bodged again; as I have seen a swan
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With bootless labour swim against the tide
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And spend her strength with over-matching waves.
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Ah, hark! the fatal followers do pursue;
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And I am faint and cannot fly their fury:
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And were I strong, I would not shun their fury:
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The sands are number'd that make up my life;
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Here must I stay, and here my life must end.
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Come, bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland,
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I dare your quenchless fury to more rage:
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I am your butt, and I abide your shot.
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Yield to our mercy, proud Plantagenet.
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Ay, to such mercy as his ruthless arm,
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With downright payment, show'd unto my father.
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Now Phaethon hath tumbled from his car,
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And made an evening at the noontide prick.
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My ashes, as the phoenix, may bring forth
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A bird that will revenge upon you all:
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And in that hope I throw mine eyes to heaven,
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Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with.
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Why come you not? what! multitudes, and fear?
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So cowards fight when they can fly no further;
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So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons;
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So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their lives,
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Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers.
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O Clifford, but bethink thee once again,
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And in thy thought o'er-run my former time;
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And, if though canst for blushing, view this face,
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And bite thy tongue, that slanders him with cowardice
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Whose frown hath made thee faint and fly ere this!
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I will not bandy with thee word for word,
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But buckle with thee blows, twice two for one.
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Hold, valiant Clifford! for a thousand causes
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I would prolong awhile the traitor's life.
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Wrath makes him deaf: speak thou, Northumberland.
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Hold, Clifford! do not honour him so much
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To prick thy finger, though to wound his heart:
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What valour were it, when a cur doth grin,
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For one to thrust his hand between his teeth,
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When he might spurn him with his foot away?
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It is war's prize to take all vantages;
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And ten to one is no impeach of valour.
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They lay hands on YORK, who struggles

Ay, ay, so strives the woodcock with the gin.
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So doth the cony struggle in the net.
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So triumph thieves upon their conquer'd booty;
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So true men yield, with robbers so o'ermatch'd.
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What would your grace have done unto him now?
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Brave warriors, Clifford and Northumberland,
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Come, make him stand upon this molehill here,
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That raught at mountains with outstretched arms,
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Yet parted but the shadow with his hand.
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What! was it you that would be England's king?
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Was't you that revell'd in our parliament,
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And made a preachment of your high descent?
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Where are your mess of sons to back you now?
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The wanton Edward, and the lusty George?
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And where's that valiant crook-back prodigy,
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Dicky your boy, that with his grumbling voice
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Was wont to cheer his dad in mutinies?
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Or, with the rest, where is your darling Rutland?
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Look, York: I stain'd this napkin with the blood
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That valiant Clifford, with his rapier's point,
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Made issue from the bosom of the boy;
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And if thine eyes can water for his death,
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I give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal.
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Alas poor York! but that I hate thee deadly,
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I should lament thy miserable state.
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I prithee, grieve, to make me merry, York.
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What, hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thine entrails
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That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death?
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Why art thou patient, man? thou shouldst be mad;
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And I, to make thee mad, do mock thee thus.
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Stamp, rave, and fret, that I may sing and dance.
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Thou wouldst be fee'd, I see, to make me sport:
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York cannot speak, unless he wear a crown.
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A crown for York! and, lords, bow low to him:
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Hold you his hands, whilst I do set it on.
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Ay, marry, sir, now looks he like a king!
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Ay, this is he that took King Henry's chair,
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And this is he was his adopted heir.
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But how is it that great Plantagenet
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Is crown'd so soon, and broke his solemn oath?
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As I bethink me, you should not be king
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Till our King Henry had shook hands with death.
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And will you pale your head in Henry's glory,
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And rob his temples of the diadem,
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Now in his life, against your holy oath?
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O, 'tis a fault too too unpardonable!
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Off with the crown, and with the crown his head;
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And, whilst we breathe, take time to do him dead.
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That is my office, for my father's sake.
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Nay, stay; lets hear the orisons he makes.
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She-wolf of France, but worse than wolves of France,
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Whose tongue more poisons than the adder's tooth!
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How ill-beseeming is it in thy sex
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To triumph, like an Amazonian trull,
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Upon their woes whom fortune captivates!
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But that thy face is, vizard-like, unchanging,
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Made impudent with use of evil deeds,
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I would assay, proud queen, to make thee blush.
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To tell thee whence thou camest, of whom derived,
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Were shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shameless.
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Thy father bears the type of King of Naples,
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Of both the Sicils and Jerusalem,
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Yet not so wealthy as an English yeoman.
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Hath that poor monarch taught thee to insult?
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It needs not, nor it boots thee not, proud queen,
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Unless the adage must be verified,
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That beggars mounted run their horse to death.
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'Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud;
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But, God he knows, thy share thereof is small:
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'Tis virtue that doth make them most admired;
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The contrary doth make thee wonder'd at:
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'Tis government that makes them seem divine;
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The want thereof makes thee abominable:
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Thou art as opposite to every good
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As the Antipodes are unto us,
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Or as the south to the septentrion.
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O tiger's heart wrapt in a woman's hide!
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How couldst thou drain the life-blood of the child,
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To bid the father wipe his eyes withal,
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And yet be seen to bear a woman's face?
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Women are soft, mild, pitiful and flexible;
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Thou stern, obdurate, flinty, rough, remorseless.
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Bids't thou me rage? why, now thou hast thy wish:
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Wouldst have me weep? why, now thou hast thy will:
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For raging wind blows up incessant showers,
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And when the rage allays, the rain begins.
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These tears are my sweet Rutland's obsequies:
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And every drop cries vengeance for his death,
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'Gainst thee, fell Clifford, and thee, false
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Beshrew me, but his passion moves me so
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That hardly can I cheque my eyes from tears.
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That face of his the hungry cannibals
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Would not have touch'd, would not have stain'd with blood:
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But you are more inhuman, more inexorable,
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O, ten times more, than tigers of Hyrcania.
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See, ruthless queen, a hapless father's tears:
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This cloth thou dip'dst in blood of my sweet boy,
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And I with tears do wash the blood away.
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Keep thou the napkin, and go boast of this:
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And if thou tell'st the heavy story right,
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Upon my soul, the hearers will shed tears;
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Yea even my foes will shed fast-falling tears,
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And say 'Alas, it was a piteous deed!'
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There, take the crown, and, with the crown, my curse;
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And in thy need such comfort come to thee
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As now I reap at thy too cruel hand!
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Hard-hearted Clifford, take me from the world:
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My soul to heaven, my blood upon your heads!
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Had he been slaughter-man to all my kin,
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I should not for my life but weep with him.
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To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul.
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What, weeping-ripe, my Lord Northumberland?
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Think but upon the wrong he did us all,
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And that will quickly dry thy melting tears.
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Here's for my oath, here's for my father's death.
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Stabbing him

And here's to right our gentle-hearted king.
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Stabbing him

Open Thy gate of mercy, gracious God!
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My soul flies through these wounds to seek out Thee.
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Off with his head, and set it on York gates;
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So York may overlook the town of York.
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Act II

Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 begins with the Earl of Warwick and his allies discussing the state of the war. They have been defeated in battle and their army is in disarray. Warwick decides to seek help from France.

Meanwhile, King Henry VI is being held captive by the Yorkists. The Duke of York and his sons, Edward and Richard, discuss their plans to take the throne. Richard suggests that they kill the king, but York refuses and decides to wait for the right moment to strike.

Warwick returns with a French army, and they join forces with the Lancastrians. The two sides prepare for battle, but before they can begin, negotiations take place. York and his sons demand the throne, while the Lancastrians refuse to give it up. A compromise is reached: York will become king after Henry’s death, but Henry will remain on the throne for the time being.

However, this peace is short-lived. The Earl of Warwick switches sides and joins York, and together they defeat the Lancastrian army. King Henry VI is captured once again, and York declares himself king.

Overall, Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 is a tumultuous chapter in the ongoing conflict between the Lancastrians and the Yorkists. There are shifting alliances, negotiations, and battles, all leading up to York’s eventual ascent to the throne.

SCENE I. A plain near Mortimer's Cross in Herefordshire.

Scene 1 of Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 is set in a room in the Palace of Westminster. The Duke of York and his followers enter the room and discuss their plans to overthrow King Henry VI and seize the throne. The Duke of York believes that he is the rightful heir to the throne and accuses King Henry VI of being a weak and ineffective leader.

As they are planning their rebellion, the Earl of Warwick enters the room and informs them that King Henry VI has learned of their plans and is preparing to retaliate. The Duke of York and his followers are undeterred and continue to plot their rebellion. They decide to gather their armies and meet at Sandal Castle in Wakefield.

As they are leaving the room, the Earl of Salisbury enters and informs them that King Henry VI has sent his armies to intercept them. The Duke of York and his followers are surprised by this turn of events but remain determined to fight for the throne.

Overall, Scene 1 of Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 sets the stage for the upcoming battle between the Duke of York and King Henry VI. It also highlights the political turmoil and power struggles that were common during the Wars of the Roses in England.

A march. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and their power

I wonder how our princely father 'scaped,
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Or whether he be 'scaped away or no
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From Clifford's and Northumberland's pursuit:
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Had he been ta'en, we should have heard the news;
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Had he been slain, we should have heard the news;
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Or had he 'scaped, methinks we should have heard
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The happy tidings of his good escape.
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How fares my brother? why is he so sad?
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I cannot joy, until I be resolved
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Where our right valiant father is become.
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I saw him in the battle range about;
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And watch'd him how he singled Clifford forth.
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Methought he bore him in the thickest troop
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As doth a lion in a herd of neat;
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Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs,
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Who having pinch'd a few and made them cry,
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The rest stand all aloof, and bark at him.
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So fared our father with his enemies;
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So fled his enemies my warlike father:
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Methinks, 'tis prize enough to be his son.
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See how the morning opes her golden gates,
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And takes her farewell of the glorious sun!
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How well resembles it the prime of youth,
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Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love!
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Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three suns?
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Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun;
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Not separated with the racking clouds,
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But sever'd in a pale clear-shining sky.
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See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to kiss,
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As if they vow'd some league inviolable:
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Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun.
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In this the heaven figures some event.
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'Tis wondrous strange, the like yet never heard of.
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I think it cites us, brother, to the field,
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That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet,
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Each one already blazing by our meeds,
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Should notwithstanding join our lights together
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And over-shine the earth as this the world.
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Whate'er it bodes, henceforward will I bear
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Upon my target three fair-shining suns.
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Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it,
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You love the breeder better than the male.
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But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell
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Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue?
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Ah, one that was a woful looker-on
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When as the noble Duke of York was slain,
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Your princely father and my loving lord!
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O, speak no more, for I have heard too much.
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Say how he died, for I will hear it all.
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Environed he was with many foes,
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And stood against them, as the hope of Troy
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Against the Greeks that would have enter'd Troy.
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But Hercules himself must yield to odds;
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And many strokes, though with a little axe,
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Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak.
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By many hands your father was subdued;
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But only slaughter'd by the ireful arm
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Of unrelenting Clifford and the queen,
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Who crown'd the gracious duke in high despite,
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Laugh'd in his face; and when with grief he wept,
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The ruthless queen gave him to dry his cheeks
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A napkin steeped in the harmless blood
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Of sweet young Rutland, by rough Clifford slain:
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And after many scorns, many foul taunts,
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They took his head, and on the gates of York
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They set the same; and there it doth remain,
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The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd.
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Sweet Duke of York, our prop to lean upon,
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Now thou art gone, we have no staff, no stay.
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O Clifford, boisterous Clifford! thou hast slain
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The flower of Europe for his chivalry;
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And treacherously hast thou vanquish'd him,
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For hand to hand he would have vanquish'd thee.
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Now my soul's palace is become a prison:
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Ah, would she break from hence, that this my body
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Might in the ground be closed up in rest!
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For never henceforth shall I joy again,
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Never, O never shall I see more joy!
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I cannot weep; for all my body's moisture
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Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart:
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Nor can my tongue unload my heart's great burthen;
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For selfsame wind that I should speak withal
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Is kindling coals that fires all my breast,
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And burns me up with flames that tears would quench.
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To weep is to make less the depth of grief:
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Tears then for babes; blows and revenge for me
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Richard, I bear thy name; I'll venge thy death,
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Or die renowned by attempting it.
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His name that valiant duke hath left with thee;
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His dukedom and his chair with me is left.
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Nay, if thou be that princely eagle's bird,
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Show thy descent by gazing 'gainst the sun:
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For chair and dukedom, throne and kingdom say;
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Either that is thine, or else thou wert not his.
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March. Enter WARWICK, MONTAGUE, and their army

How now, fair lords! What fare? what news abroad?
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Great Lord of Warwick, if we should recount
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Our baleful news, and at each word's deliverance
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Stab poniards in our flesh till all were told,
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The words would add more anguish than the wounds.
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O valiant lord, the Duke of York is slain!
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O Warwick, Warwick! that Plantagenet,
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Which held three dearly as his soul's redemption,
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Is by the stern Lord Clifford done to death.
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Ten days ago I drown'd these news in tears;
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And now, to add more measure to your woes,
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I come to tell you things sith then befall'n.
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After the bloody fray at Wakefield fought,
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Where your brave father breathed his latest gasp,
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Tidings, as swiftly as the posts could run,
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Were brought me of your loss and his depart.
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I, then in London keeper of the king,
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Muster'd my soldiers, gather'd flocks of friends,
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And very well appointed, as I thought,
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March'd toward Saint Alban's to intercept the queen,
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Bearing the king in my behalf along;
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For by my scouts I was advertised
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That she was coming with a full intent
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To dash our late decree in parliament
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Touching King Henry's oath and your succession.
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Short tale to make, we at Saint Alban's met
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Our battles join'd, and both sides fiercely fought:
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But whether 'twas the coldness of the king,
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Who look'd full gently on his warlike queen,
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That robb'd my soldiers of their heated spleen;
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Or whether 'twas report of her success;
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Or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour,
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Who thunders to his captives blood and death,
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I cannot judge: but to conclude with truth,
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Their weapons like to lightning came and went;
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Our soldiers', like the night-owl's lazy flight,
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Or like an idle thresher with a flail,
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Fell gently down, as if they struck their friends.
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I cheer'd them up with justice of our cause,
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With promise of high pay and great rewards:
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But all in vain; they had no heart to fight,
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And we in them no hope to win the day;
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So that we fled; the king unto the queen;
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Lord George your brother, Norfolk and myself,
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In haste, post-haste, are come to join with you:
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For in the marches here we heard you were,
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Making another head to fight again.
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Where is the Duke of Norfolk, gentle Warwick?
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And when came George from Burgundy to England?
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Some six miles off the duke is with the soldiers;
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And for your brother, he was lately sent
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From your kind aunt, Duchess of Burgundy,
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With aid of soldiers to this needful war.
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'Twas odds, belike, when valiant Warwick fled:
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Oft have I heard his praises in pursuit,
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But ne'er till now his scandal of retire.
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Nor now my scandal, Richard, dost thou hear;
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For thou shalt know this strong right hand of mine
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Can pluck the diadem from faint Henry's head,
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And wring the awful sceptre from his fist,
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Were he as famous and as bold in war
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As he is famed for mildness, peace, and prayer.
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I know it well, Lord Warwick; blame me not:
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'Tis love I bear thy glories makes me speak.
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But in this troublous time what's to be done?
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Shall we go throw away our coats of steel,
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And wrap our bodies in black mourning gowns,
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Numbering our Ave-Maries with our beads?
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Or shall we on the helmets of our foes
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Tell our devotion with revengeful arms?
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If for the last, say ay, and to it, lords.
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Why, therefore Warwick came to seek you out;
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And therefore comes my brother Montague.
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Attend me, lords. The proud insulting queen,
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With Clifford and the haught Northumberland,
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And of their feather many more proud birds,
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Have wrought the easy-melting king like wax.
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He swore consent to your succession,
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His oath enrolled in the parliament;
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And now to London all the crew are gone,
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To frustrate both his oath and what beside
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May make against the house of Lancaster.
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Their power, I think, is thirty thousand strong:
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Now, if the help of Norfolk and myself,
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With all the friends that thou, brave Earl of March,
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Amongst the loving Welshmen canst procure,
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Will but amount to five and twenty thousand,
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Why, Via! to London will we march amain,
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And once again bestride our foaming steeds,
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And once again cry 'Charge upon our foes!'
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But never once again turn back and fly.
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Ay, now methinks I hear great Warwick speak:
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Ne'er may he live to see a sunshine day,
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That cries 'Retire,' if Warwick bid him stay.
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Lord Warwick, on thy shoulder will I lean;
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And when thou fail'st--as God forbid the hour!--
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Must Edward fall, which peril heaven forfend!
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No longer Earl of March, but Duke of York:
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The next degree is England's royal throne;
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For King of England shalt thou be proclaim'd
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In every borough as we pass along;
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And he that throws not up his cap for joy
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Shall for the fault make forfeit of his head.
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King Edward, valiant Richard, Montague,
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Stay we no longer, dreaming of renown,
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But sound the trumpets, and about our task.
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Then, Clifford, were thy heart as hard as steel,
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As thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds,
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I come to pierce it, or to give thee mine.
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Then strike up drums: God and Saint George for us!
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Enter a Messenger

How now! what news?
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The Duke of Norfolk sends you word by me,
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The queen is coming with a puissant host;
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And craves your company for speedy counsel.
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Why then it sorts, brave warriors, let's away.
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SCENE II. Before York.

In Scene 2 of Act 2, two noblemen, Somerset and Warwick, are discussing the current state of affairs in the kingdom. They are both supporters of the Lancastrian cause and are worried about the growing power of the Yorkists, who are led by Richard Plantagenet. Somerset suggests that they should try to negotiate with Plantagenet, but Warwick disagrees and argues that they should continue to fight.

As they are speaking, Plantagenet enters with a group of his supporters. He accuses Somerset of being responsible for the death of his father and demands that he be punished. Somerset denies the accusation and a heated argument ensues. Warwick tries to mediate between the two sides but is unsuccessful.

As the argument continues, the Duke of York himself enters the scene. He demands that the nobles put aside their differences and unite against the common enemy, the French. He suggests that he should be appointed as regent until the king is old enough to rule and promises to govern justly and fairly.

Somerset and Warwick are both skeptical of York's intentions and refuse to support him. York leaves the scene, frustrated by their lack of cooperation. The scene ends with Somerset and Warwick discussing their next move and lamenting the fact that they are divided, while the Yorkists are united and powerful.


Welcome, my lord, to this brave town of York.
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Yonder's the head of that arch-enemy
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That sought to be encompass'd with your crown:
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Doth not the object cheer your heart, my lord?
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Ay, as the rocks cheer them that fear their wreck:
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To see this sight, it irks my very soul.
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Withhold revenge, dear God! 'tis not my fault,
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Nor wittingly have I infringed my vow.
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My gracious liege, this too much lenity
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And harmful pity must be laid aside.
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To whom do lions cast their gentle looks?
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Not to the beast that would usurp their den.
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Whose hand is that the forest bear doth lick?
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Not his that spoils her young before her face.
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Who 'scapes the lurking serpent's mortal sting?
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Not he that sets his foot upon her back.
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The smallest worm will turn being trodden on,
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And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
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Ambitious York doth level at thy crown,
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Thou smiling while he knit his angry brows:
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He, but a duke, would have his son a king,
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And raise his issue, like a loving sire;
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Thou, being a king, blest with a goodly son,
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Didst yield consent to disinherit him,
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Which argued thee a most unloving father.
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Unreasonable creatures feed their young;
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And though man's face be fearful to their eyes,
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Yet, in protection of their tender ones,
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Who hath not seen them, even with those wings
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Which sometime they have used with fearful flight,
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Make war with him that climb'd unto their nest,
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Offer their own lives in their young's defence?
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For shame, my liege, make them your precedent!
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Were it not pity that this goodly boy
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Should lose his birthright by his father's fault,
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And long hereafter say unto his child,
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'What my great-grandfather and his grandsire got
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My careless father fondly gave away'?
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Ah, what a shame were this! Look on the boy;
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And let his manly face, which promiseth
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Successful fortune, steel thy melting heart
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To hold thine own and leave thine own with him.
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Full well hath Clifford play'd the orator,
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Inferring arguments of mighty force.
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But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear
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That things ill-got had ever bad success?
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And happy always was it for that son
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Whose father for his hoarding went to hell?
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I'll leave my son my virtuous deeds behind;
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And would my father had left me no more!
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For all the rest is held at such a rate
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As brings a thousand-fold more care to keep
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Than in possession and jot of pleasure.
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Ah, cousin York! would thy best friends did know
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How it doth grieve me that thy head is here!
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My lord, cheer up your spirits: our foes are nigh,
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And this soft courage makes your followers faint.
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You promised knighthood to our forward son:
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Unsheathe your sword, and dub him presently.
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Edward, kneel down.
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Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight;
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And learn this lesson, draw thy sword in right.
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My gracious father, by your kingly leave,
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I'll draw it as apparent to the crown,
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And in that quarrel use it to the death.
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Why, that is spoken like a toward prince.
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Enter a Messenger

Royal commanders, be in readiness:
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For with a band of thirty thousand men
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Comes Warwick, backing of the Duke of York;
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And in the towns, as they do march along,
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Proclaims him king, and many fly to him:
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Darraign your battle, for they are at hand.
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I would your highness would depart the field:
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The queen hath best success when you are absent.
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Ay, good my lord, and leave us to our fortune.
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Why, that's my fortune too; therefore I'll stay.
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Be it with resolution then to fight.
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My royal father, cheer these noble lords
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And hearten those that fight in your defence:
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Unsheathe your sword, good father; cry 'Saint George!'
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Now, perjured Henry! wilt thou kneel for grace,
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And set thy diadem upon my head;
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Or bide the mortal fortune of the field?
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Go, rate thy minions, proud insulting boy!
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Becomes it thee to be thus bold in terms
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Before thy sovereign and thy lawful king?
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I am his king, and he should bow his knee;
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I was adopted heir by his consent:
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Since when, his oath is broke; for, as I hear,
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You, that are king, though he do wear the crown,
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Have caused him, by new act of parliament,
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To blot out me, and put his own son in.
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And reason too:
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Who should succeed the father but the son?
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Are you there, butcher? O, I cannot speak!
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Ay, crook-back, here I stand to answer thee,
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Or any he the proudest of thy sort.
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'Twas you that kill'd young Rutland, was it not?
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Ay, and old York, and yet not satisfied.
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For God's sake, lords, give signal to the fight.
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What say'st thou, Henry, wilt thou yield the crown?
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Why, how now, long-tongued Warwick! dare you speak?
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When you and I met at Saint Alban's last,
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Your legs did better service than your hands.
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Then 'twas my turn to fly, and now 'tis thine.
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You said so much before, and yet you fled.
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'Twas not your valour, Clifford, drove me thence.
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No, nor your manhood that durst make you stay.
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Northumberland, I hold thee reverently.
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Break off the parley; for scarce I can refrain
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The execution of my big-swoln heart
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Upon that Clifford, that cruel child-killer.
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I slew thy father, call'st thou him a child?
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Ay, like a dastard and a treacherous coward,
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As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutland;
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But ere sunset I'll make thee curse the deed.
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Have done with words, my lords, and hear me speak.
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Defy them then, or else hold close thy lips.
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I prithee, give no limits to my tongue:
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I am a king, and privileged to speak.
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My liege, the wound that bred this meeting here
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Cannot be cured by words; therefore be still.
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Then, executioner, unsheathe thy sword:
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By him that made us all, I am resolved
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that Clifford's manhood lies upon his tongue.
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Say, Henry, shall I have my right, or no?
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A thousand men have broke their fasts to-day,
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That ne'er shall dine unless thou yield the crown.
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If thou deny, their blood upon thy head;
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For York in justice puts his armour on.
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If that be right which Warwick says is right,
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There is no wrong, but every thing is right.
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Whoever got thee, there thy mother stands;
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For, well I wot, thou hast thy mother's tongue.
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But thou art neither like thy sire nor dam;
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But like a foul mis-shapen stigmatic,
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Mark'd by the destinies to be avoided,
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As venom toads, or lizards' dreadful stings.
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Iron of Naples hid with English gilt,
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Whose father bears the title of a king,--
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As if a channel should be call'd the sea,--
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Shamest thou not, knowing whence thou art extraught,
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To let thy tongue detect thy base-born heart?
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A wisp of straw were worth a thousand crowns,
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To make this shameless callet know herself.
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Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou,
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Although thy husband may be Menelaus;
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And ne'er was Agamemnon's brother wrong'd
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By that false woman, as this king by thee.
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His father revell'd in the heart of France,
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And tamed the king, and made the dauphin stoop;
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And had he match'd according to his state,
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He might have kept that glory to this day;
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But when he took a beggar to his bed,
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And graced thy poor sire with his bridal-day,
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Even then that sunshine brew'd a shower for him,
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That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of France,
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And heap'd sedition on his crown at home.
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For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride?
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Hadst thou been meek, our title still had slept;
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And we, in pity of the gentle king,
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Had slipp'd our claim until another age.
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But when we saw our sunshine made thy spring,
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And that thy summer bred us no increase,
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We set the axe to thy usurping root;
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And though the edge hath something hit ourselves,
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Yet, know thou, since we have begun to strike,
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We'll never leave till we have hewn thee down,
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Or bathed thy growing with our heated bloods.
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And, in this resolution, I defy thee;
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Not willing any longer conference,
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Since thou deniest the gentle king to speak.
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Sound trumpets! let our bloody colours wave!
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And either victory, or else a grave.
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Stay, Edward.
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No, wrangling woman, we'll no longer stay:
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These words will cost ten thousand lives this day.
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SCENE III. A field of battle between Towton and Saxton, in Yorkshire.

In Scene 3 of Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3, two armies are preparing for battle. The Duke of York and his forces are on one side, while the Lancastrian army, led by Queen Margaret and the Duke of Somerset, are on the other. The two sides exchange insults and threats, with the Duke of York declaring that he will take the throne from King Henry VI.

As the battle is about to begin, a messenger arrives with news that the Earl of Warwick has joined forces with the Duke of York. This turns the tide in favor of the Yorkists, and they quickly gain the upper hand in the battle. However, the Duke of Somerset manages to capture the Duke of York's son, the Earl of Rutland.

Queen Margaret orders the young Rutland to be killed, despite his pleas for mercy. This angers the Duke of York, who vows revenge. The battle continues, with both sides taking heavy losses. In the end, the Yorkists emerge victorious, but the price of victory is high. Many of their leaders, including the Earl of Warwick, have been killed in battle.

Alarum. Excursions. Enter WARWICK

Forspent with toil, as runners with a race,
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I lay me down a little while to breathe;
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For strokes received, and many blows repaid,
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Have robb'd my strong-knit sinews of their strength,
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And spite of spite needs must I rest awhile.
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Enter EDWARD, running

Smile, gentle heaven! or strike, ungentle death!
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For this world frowns, and Edward's sun is clouded.
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How now, my lord! what hap? what hope of good?
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Our hap is loss, our hope but sad despair;
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Our ranks are broke, and ruin follows us:
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What counsel give you? whither shall we fly?
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Bootless is flight, they follow us with wings;
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And weak we are and cannot shun pursuit.
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Ah, Warwick, why hast thou withdrawn thyself?
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Thy brother's blood the thirsty earth hath drunk,
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Broach'd with the steely point of Clifford's lance;
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And in the very pangs of death he cried,
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Like to a dismal clangour heard from far,
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'Warwick, revenge! brother, revenge my death!'
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So, underneath the belly of their steeds,
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That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood,
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The noble gentleman gave up the ghost.
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Then let the earth be drunken with our blood:
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I'll kill my horse, because I will not fly.
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Why stand we like soft-hearted women here,
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Wailing our losses, whiles the foe doth rage;
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And look upon, as if the tragedy
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Were play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors?
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Here on my knee I vow to God above,
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I'll never pause again, never stand still,
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Till either death hath closed these eyes of mine
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Or fortune given me measure of revenge.
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O Warwick, I do bend my knee with thine;
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And in this vow do chain my soul to thine!
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And, ere my knee rise from the earth's cold face,
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I throw my hands, mine eyes, my heart to thee,
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Thou setter up and plucker down of kings,
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Beseeching thee, if with they will it stands
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That to my foes this body must be prey,
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Yet that thy brazen gates of heaven may ope,
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And give sweet passage to my sinful soul!
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Now, lords, take leave until we meet again,
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Where'er it be, in heaven or in earth.
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Brother, give me thy hand; and, gentle Warwick,
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Let me embrace thee in my weary arms:
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I, that did never weep, now melt with woe
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That winter should cut off our spring-time so.
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Away, away! Once more, sweet lords farewell.
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Yet let us all together to our troops,
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And give them leave to fly that will not stay;
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And call them pillars that will stand to us;
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And, if we thrive, promise them such rewards
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As victors wear at the Olympian games:
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This may plant courage in their quailing breasts;
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For yet is hope of life and victory.
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Forslow no longer, make we hence amain.
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SCENE IV. Another part of the field.

Scene 4 of Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place in a garden where King Henry VI and his followers have gathered. The King is distraught and feels guilty about the ongoing war and the loss of lives. He is also worried about the rumors that Richard, Duke of York, is planning to overthrow him and take the throne.

As they discuss their concerns, the Duke of York, accompanied by his allies, enters the garden. He accuses the King of being a weak leader who has brought chaos to the kingdom. The two sides argue and exchange insults.

Ultimately, the Duke of York declares his intention to take the throne, claiming that he has a stronger claim to it than King Henry VI. The King refuses to give up his throne, and the two sides prepare for battle.

This scene sets the stage for the rest of the play, as the conflict between King Henry VI and the Duke of York escalates into a full-blown civil war. It also highlights the themes of power, ambition, and loyalty that are central to the play and to Shakespeare's works as a whole.

Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD

Now, Clifford, I have singled thee alone:
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Suppose this arm is for the Duke of York,
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And this for Rutland; both bound to revenge,
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Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall.
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Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone:
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This is the hand that stabb'd thy father York;
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And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland;
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And here's the heart that triumphs in their death
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And cheers these hands that slew thy sire and brother
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To execute the like upon thyself;
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And so, have at thee!
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They fight. WARWICK comes; CLIFFORD flies

Nay Warwick, single out some other chase;
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For I myself will hunt this wolf to death.
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SCENE V. Another part of the field.

Scene 5 of Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 is a tense exchange between two powerful figures, King Henry VI and Richard Plantagenet, Duke of York. The scene takes place in a garden where the two men are discussing their grievances with each other.

Richard Plantagenet begins the conversation by expressing his frustration with the current state of affairs in England. He believes that King Henry VI is a weak leader and that the country is suffering as a result. He suggests that he should be made the king instead, as he is a direct descendant of the previous king.

King Henry VI responds by reminding Richard that he has sworn loyalty to him and that he should not be questioning his authority. He also accuses Richard of being ambitious and power-hungry.

The conversation becomes increasingly heated as Richard becomes more insistent on his claim to the throne. King Henry VI becomes defensive and accuses Richard of being a traitor. Richard denies this and accuses King Henry VI of being surrounded by corrupt advisors who are leading the country astray.

The scene ends with Richard storming off in anger, leaving King Henry VI to ponder the situation. The tension between the two men sets the stage for the conflict that will continue throughout the rest of the play.

Alarum. Enter KING HENRY VI alone

This battle fares like to the morning's war,
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When dying clouds contend with growing light,
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What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails,
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Can neither call it perfect day nor night.
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Now sways it this way, like a mighty sea
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Forced by the tide to combat with the wind;
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Now sways it that way, like the selfsame sea
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Forced to retire by fury of the wind:
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Sometime the flood prevails, and then the wind;
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Now one the better, then another best;
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Both tugging to be victors, breast to breast,
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Yet neither conqueror nor conquered:
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So is the equal of this fell war.
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Here on this molehill will I sit me down.
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To whom God will, there be the victory!
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For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too,
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Have chid me from the battle; swearing both
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They prosper best of all when I am thence.
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Would I were dead! if God's good will were so;
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For what is in this world but grief and woe?
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O God! methinks it were a happy life,
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To be no better than a homely swain;
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To sit upon a hill, as I do now,
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To carve out dials quaintly, point by point,
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Thereby to see the minutes how they run,
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How many make the hour full complete;
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How many hours bring about the day;
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How many days will finish up the year;
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How many years a mortal man may live.
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When this is known, then to divide the times:
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So many hours must I tend my flock;
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So many hours must I take my rest;
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So many hours must I contemplate;
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So many hours must I sport myself;
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So many days my ewes have been with young;
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So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean:
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So many years ere I shall shear the fleece:
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So minutes, hours, days, months, and years,
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Pass'd over to the end they were created,
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Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
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Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely!
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Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade
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To shepherds looking on their silly sheep,
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Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy
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To kings that fear their subjects' treachery?
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O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth.
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And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds,
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His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle.
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His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade,
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All which secure and sweetly he enjoys,
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Is far beyond a prince's delicates,
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His viands sparkling in a golden cup,
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His body couched in a curious bed,
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When care, mistrust, and treason waits on him.
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Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his father, dragging in the dead body

Ill blows the wind that profits nobody.
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This man, whom hand to hand I slew in fight,
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May be possessed with some store of crowns;
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And I, that haply take them from him now,
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May yet ere night yield both my life and them
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To some man else, as this dead man doth me.
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Who's this? O God! it is my father's face,
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Whom in this conflict I unwares have kill'd.
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O heavy times, begetting such events!
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From London by the king was I press'd forth;
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My father, being the Earl of Warwick's man,
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Came on the part of York, press'd by his master;
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And I, who at his hands received my life, him
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Have by my hands of life bereaved him.
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Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did!
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And pardon, father, for I knew not thee!
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My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks;
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And no more words till they have flow'd their fill.
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O piteous spectacle! O bloody times!
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Whiles lions war and battle for their dens,
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Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity.
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Weep, wretched man, I'll aid thee tear for tear;
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And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war,
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Be blind with tears, and break o'ercharged with grief.
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Enter a Father that has killed his son, bringing in the body

Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me,
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Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold:
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For I have bought it with an hundred blows.
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But let me see: is this our foeman's face?
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Ah, no, no, no, it is mine only son!
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Ah, boy, if any life be left in thee,
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Throw up thine eye! see, see what showers arise,
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Blown with the windy tempest of my heart,
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Upon thy words, that kill mine eye and heart!
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O, pity, God, this miserable age!
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What stratagems, how fell, how butcherly,
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Erroneous, mutinous and unnatural,
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This deadly quarrel daily doth beget!
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O boy, thy father gave thee life too soon,
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And hath bereft thee of thy life too late!
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Woe above woe! grief more than common grief!
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O that my death would stay these ruthful deeds!
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O pity, pity, gentle heaven, pity!
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The red rose and the white are on his face,
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The fatal colours of our striving houses:
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The one his purple blood right well resembles;
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The other his pale cheeks, methinks, presenteth:
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Wither one rose, and let the other flourish;
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If you contend, a thousand lives must wither.
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How will my mother for a father's death
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Take on with me and ne'er be satisfied!
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How will my wife for slaughter of my son
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Shed seas of tears and ne'er be satisfied!
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How will the country for these woful chances
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Misthink the king and not be satisfied!
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Was ever son so rued a father's death?
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Was ever father so bemoan'd his son?
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Was ever king so grieved for subjects' woe?
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Much is your sorrow; mine ten times so much.
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I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep my fill.
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Exit with the body

These arms of mine shall be thy winding-sheet;
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My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre,
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For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go;
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My sighing breast shall be thy funeral bell;
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And so obsequious will thy father be,
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Even for the loss of thee, having no more,
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As Priam was for all his valiant sons.
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I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight that will,
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For I have murdered where I should not kill.
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Exit with the body

Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care,
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Here sits a king more woful than you are.
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Alarums: excursions. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE EDWARD, and EXETER

Fly, father, fly! for all your friends are fled,
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And Warwick rages like a chafed bull:
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Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit.
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Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain:
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Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds
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Having the fearful flying hare in sight,
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With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath,
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And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands,
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Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain.
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Away! for vengeance comes along with them:
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Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed;
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Or else come after: I'll away before.
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Nay, take me with thee, good sweet Exeter:
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Not that I fear to stay, but love to go
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Whither the queen intends. Forward; away!
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SCENE VI. Another part of the field.

Scene 6 of Act 2 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place in a field near Barnet in England. Warwick and Edward enter with their armies, and Warwick expresses concern about the upcoming battle. Edward reassures him and they discuss their strategy. Warwick suggests they should divide their army into three parts, but Edward disagrees and proposes they should charge together. Warwick reluctantly agrees.

As they wait for the enemy, Warwick shares his doubts about the loyalty of some of their soldiers, particularly Lord Stanley. Edward assures him that Stanley is trustworthy and offers to give him a higher position in their army to demonstrate his trust. Warwick is grateful and they continue to discuss their plans for the battle.

Soon after, the enemy army appears and the two sides charge at each other. The battle is fierce and brutal, with both sides suffering heavy losses. At one point, Warwick’s horse is killed and he is forced to fight on foot. Edward comes to his aid and together they fight off several enemy soldiers.

As the battle rages on, Lord Stanley and his men arrive on the scene. Warwick is relieved to see him, but Edward is suspicious of his motives. Lord Stanley reveals that he has brought his army to support Edward, but Edward is still wary and orders Stanley to be closely watched.

The scene ends with the two sides still fighting and the outcome of the battle uncertain.

A loud alarum. Enter CLIFFORD, wounded

Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies,
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Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light.
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O Lancaster, I fear thy overthrow
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More than my body's parting with my soul!
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My love and fear glued many friends to thee;
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And, now I fall, thy tough commixture melts.
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Impairing Henry, strengthening misproud York,
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The common people swarm like summer flies;
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And whither fly the gnats but to the sun?
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And who shines now but Henry's enemies?
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O Phoebus, hadst thou never given consent
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That Phaethon should cheque thy fiery steeds,
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Thy burning car never had scorch'd the earth!
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And, Henry, hadst thou sway'd as kings should do,
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Or as thy father and his father did,
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Giving no ground unto the house of York,
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They never then had sprung like summer flies;
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I and ten thousand in this luckless realm
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Had left no mourning widows for our death;
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And thou this day hadst kept thy chair in peace.
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For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air?
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And what makes robbers bold but too much lenity?
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Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds;
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No way to fly, nor strength to hold out flight:
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The foe is merciless, and will not pity;
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For at their hands I have deserved no pity.
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The air hath got into my deadly wounds,
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And much effuse of blood doth make me faint.
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Come, York and Richard, Warwick and the rest;
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I stabb'd your fathers' bosoms, split my breast.
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He faints

Alarum and retreat. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers

Now breathe we, lords: good fortune bids us pause,
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And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks.
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Some troops pursue the bloody-minded queen,
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That led calm Henry, though he were a king,
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As doth a sail, fill'd with a fretting gust,
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Command an argosy to stem the waves.
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But think you, lords, that Clifford fled with them?
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No, 'tis impossible he should escape,
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For, though before his face I speak the words
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Your brother Richard mark'd him for the grave:
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And wheresoe'er he is, he's surely dead.
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CLIFFORD groans, and dies

Whose soul is that which takes her heavy leave?
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A deadly groan, like life and death's departing.
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See who it is: and, now the battle's ended,
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If friend or foe, let him be gently used.
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Revoke that doom of mercy, for 'tis Clifford;
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Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch
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In hewing Rutland when his leaves put forth,
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But set his murdering knife unto the root
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From whence that tender spray did sweetly spring,
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I mean our princely father, Duke of York.
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From off the gates of York fetch down the head,
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Your father's head, which Clifford placed there;
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Instead whereof let this supply the room:
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Measure for measure must be answered.
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Bring forth that fatal screech-owl to our house,
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That nothing sung but death to us and ours:
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Now death shall stop his dismal threatening sound,
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And his ill-boding tongue no more shall speak.
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I think his understanding is bereft.
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Speak, Clifford, dost thou know who speaks to thee?
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Dark cloudy death o'ershades his beams of life,
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And he nor sees nor hears us what we say.
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O, would he did! and so perhaps he doth:
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'Tis but his policy to counterfeit,
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Because he would avoid such bitter taunts
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Which in the time of death he gave our father.
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If so thou think'st, vex him with eager words.
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Clifford, ask mercy and obtain no grace.
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Clifford, repent in bootless penitence.
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Clifford, devise excuses for thy faults.
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While we devise fell tortures for thy faults.
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Thou didst love York, and I am son to York.
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Thou pitied'st Rutland; I will pity thee.
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Where's Captain Margaret, to fence you now?
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They mock thee, Clifford: swear as thou wast wont.
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What, not an oath? nay, then the world goes hard
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When Clifford cannot spare his friends an oath.
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I know by that he's dead; and, by my soul,
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If this right hand would buy two hour's life,
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That I in all despite might rail at him,
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This hand should chop it off, and with the
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issuing blood
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Stifle the villain whose unstanched thirst
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York and young Rutland could not satisfy.
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Ay, but he's dead: off with the traitor's head,
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And rear it in the place your father's stands.
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And now to London with triumphant march,
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There to be crowned England's royal king:
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From whence shall Warwick cut the sea to France,
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And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen:
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So shalt thou sinew both these lands together;
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And, having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread
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The scatter'd foe that hopes to rise again;
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For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt,
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Yet look to have them buzz to offend thine ears.
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First will I see the coronation;
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And then to Brittany I'll cross the sea,
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To effect this marriage, so it please my lord.
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Even as thou wilt, sweet Warwick, let it be;
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For in thy shoulder do I build my seat,
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And never will I undertake the thing
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Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting.
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Richard, I will create thee Duke of Gloucester,
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And George, of Clarence: Warwick, as ourself,
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Shall do and undo as him pleaseth best.
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Let me be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloucester;
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For Gloucester's dukedom is too ominous.
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Tut, that's a foolish observation:
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Richard, be Duke of Gloucester. Now to London,
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To see these honours in possession.
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Act 3 of Henry VI, Part 3 is a dramatic and intense part of the play. The scene is set in the middle of a battle between the Yorkists and the Lancastrians, and both sides are eager to gain the upper hand.

As the fighting intensifies, the Yorkists gain the advantage and begin to push the Lancastrians back. However, the Duke of Somerset rallies his troops and leads a fierce counterattack, causing the Yorkists to lose ground and suffer heavy losses.

In the midst of the chaos, the Earl of Warwick arrives with reinforcements for the Yorkists, and the tide of the battle turns once again. The Lancastrians are forced to retreat, but not before Somerset is captured and taken prisoner.

The Yorkists celebrate their victory, but their joy is short-lived as news arrives that the Earl of Warwick's brother, Montague, has been killed in battle. This news is a blow to the Yorkists, and they mourn his loss while preparing for the next phase of the conflict.

The scene ends with both sides regrouping and preparing for the next battle. The outcome of the war is still uncertain, and both sides know that the fighting will continue until one of them emerges victorious.

SCENE I. A forest in the north of England.

Scene 1 of Act 3 begins with a conversation between two men, King Henry VI and Duke of Gloucester. The King expresses his deep concern regarding the state of the country, and particularly the rift between the York and Lancaster factions. Gloucester suggests that they should bring the opposing parties together and find a way to reconcile their differences.

However, they are soon interrupted by the arrival of Queen Margaret, who is accompanied by her son, Prince Edward, and the Earl of Warwick. The Queen is furious with Gloucester and accuses him of being responsible for the death of her husband, King Henry V. She also accuses him of plotting against the King and attempting to seize the throne.

Gloucester denies these accusations and insists that he is loyal to the King. The argument between the Queen and Gloucester becomes heated, and Warwick steps in to defend the Queen's honor. This leads to a physical fight between Warwick and Gloucester, which is quickly broken up by the King.

The Queen continues to berate Gloucester and threatens to have him arrested and executed. However, the King intervenes once again and orders that Gloucester be allowed to defend himself in court. The scene ends with the King and Gloucester agreeing to work together to find a solution to the ongoing conflict between the York and Lancaster factions.

Enter two Keepers, with cross-bows in their hands

First Keeper
Under this thick-grown brake we'll shroud ourselves;
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For through this laund anon the deer will come;
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And in this covert will we make our stand,
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Culling the principal of all the deer.
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Second Keeper
I'll stay above the hill, so both may shoot.
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First Keeper
That cannot be; the noise of thy cross-bow
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Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost.
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Here stand we both, and aim we at the best:
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And, for the time shall not seem tedious,
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I'll tell thee what befell me on a day
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In this self-place where now we mean to stand.
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Second Keeper
Here comes a man; let's stay till he be past.
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Enter KING HENRY VI, disguised, with a prayerbook

From Scotland am I stol'n, even of pure love,
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To greet mine own land with my wishful sight.
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No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine;
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Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee,
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Thy balm wash'd off wherewith thou wast anointed:
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No bending knee will call thee Caesar now,
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No humble suitors press to speak for right,
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No, not a man comes for redress of thee;
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For how can I help them, and not myself?
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First Keeper
Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keeper's fee:
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This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him.
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Let me embrace thee, sour adversity,
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For wise men say it is the wisest course.
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Second Keeper
Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him.
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First Keeper
Forbear awhile; we'll hear a little more.
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My queen and son are gone to France for aid;
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And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick
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Is thither gone, to crave the French king's sister
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To wife for Edward: if this news be true,
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Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost;
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For Warwick is a subtle orator,
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And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words.
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By this account then Margaret may win him;
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For she's a woman to be pitied much:
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Her sighs will make a battery in his breast;
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Her tears will pierce into a marble heart;
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The tiger will be mild whiles she doth mourn;
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And Nero will be tainted with remorse,
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To hear and see her plaints, her brinish tears.
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Ay, but she's come to beg, Warwick to give;
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She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry,
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He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward.
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She weeps, and says her Henry is deposed;
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He smiles, and says his Edward is install'd;
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That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more;
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Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong,
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Inferreth arguments of mighty strength,
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And in conclusion wins the king from her,
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With promise of his sister, and what else,
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To strengthen and support King Edward's place.
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O Margaret, thus 'twill be; and thou, poor soul,
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Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn!
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Second Keeper
Say, what art thou that talk'st of kings and queens?
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More than I seem, and less than I was born to:
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A man at least, for less I should not be;
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And men may talk of kings, and why not I?
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Second Keeper
Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a king.
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Why, so I am, in mind; and that's enough.
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Second Keeper
But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown?
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My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
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Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones,
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Nor to be seen: my crown is called content:
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A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
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Second Keeper
Well, if you be a king crown'd with content,
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Your crown content and you must be contented
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To go along with us; for as we think,
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You are the king King Edward hath deposed;
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And we his subjects sworn in all allegiance
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Will apprehend you as his enemy.
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But did you never swear, and break an oath?
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Second Keeper
No, never such an oath; nor will not now.
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Where did you dwell when I was King of England?
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Second Keeper
Here in this country, where we now remain.
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I was anointed king at nine months old;
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My father and my grandfather were kings,
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And you were sworn true subjects unto me:
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And tell me, then, have you not broke your oaths?
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First Keeper
For we were subjects but while you were king.
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Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a man?
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Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear!
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Look, as I blow this feather from my face,
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And as the air blows it to me again,
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Obeying with my wind when I do blow,
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And yielding to another when it blows,
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Commanded always by the greater gust;
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Such is the lightness of you common men.
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But do not break your oaths; for of that sin
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My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty.
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Go where you will, the king shall be commanded;
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And be you kings, command, and I'll obey.
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First Keeper
We are true subjects to the king, King Edward.
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So would you be again to Henry,
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If he were seated as King Edward is.
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First Keeper
We charge you, in God's name, and the king's,
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To go with us unto the officers.
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In God's name, lead; your king's name be obey'd:
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And what God will, that let your king perform;
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And what he will, I humbly yield unto.
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SCENE II. London. The palace.

In Scene 2 of Act 3, several key characters are introduced. The Earl of Warwick is leading an army, and he meets with the Duke of York and his forces. They discuss their plans for battle and their intentions to overthrow the current king. Meanwhile, King Henry VI is meeting with his advisors and discussing the state of the kingdom.

While the two groups are preparing for battle, a messenger arrives with news that the Duke of Somerset has been captured by the Yorkist forces. The King is distraught and orders a rescue mission, but the Earl of Warwick intercepts the group and engages in a battle.

During the battle, the Duke of York is mortally wounded, but he orders his son, Edward, to continue the fight. The Yorkists are ultimately victorious, with the King and his forces retreating from the battlefield.

The scene sets up the ongoing conflict between the Yorkists and the Lancastrians, as well as introducing the characters who will play key roles in the rest of the play. It also highlights the political and military tensions of the time, as various factions fought for power and control.


Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban's field
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This lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey, was slain,
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His lands then seized on by the conqueror:
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Her suit is now to repossess those lands;
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Which we in justice cannot well deny,
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Because in quarrel of the house of York
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The worthy gentleman did lose his life.
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Your highness shall do well to grant her suit;
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It were dishonour to deny it her.
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It were no less; but yet I'll make a pause.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) Yea, is it so?
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I see the lady hath a thing to grant,
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Before the king will grant her humble suit.
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(Aside to GLOUCESTER) He knows the game: how true
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he keeps the wind!
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(Aside to CLARENCE) Silence!
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Widow, we will consider of your suit;
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And come some other time to know our mind.
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Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay:
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May it please your highness to resolve me now;
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And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) Ay, widow? then I'll warrant
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you all your lands,
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An if what pleases him shall pleasure you.
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Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch a blow.
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(Aside to GLOUCESTER) I fear her not, unless she
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chance to fall.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) God forbid that! for he'll
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take vantages.
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How many children hast thou, widow? tell me.
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(Aside to GLOUCESTER) I think he means to beg a
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child of her.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) Nay, whip me then: he'll rather
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give her two.
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Three, my most gracious lord.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) You shall have four, if you'll
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be ruled by him.
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'Twere pity they should lose their father's lands.
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Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then.
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Lords, give us leave: I'll try this widow's wit.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) Ay, good leave have you; for
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you will have leave,
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Till youth take leave and leave you to the crutch.
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Now tell me, madam, do you love your children?
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Ay, full as dearly as I love myself.
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And would you not do much to do them good?
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To do them good, I would sustain some harm.
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Then get your husband's lands, to do them good.
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Therefore I came unto your majesty.
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I'll tell you how these lands are to be got.
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So shall you bind me to your highness' service.
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What service wilt thou do me, if I give them?
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What you command, that rests in me to do.
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But you will take exceptions to my boon.
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No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it.
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Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask.
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Why, then I will do what your grace commands.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) He plies her hard; and much rain
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wears the marble.
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(Aside to GLOUCESTER) As red as fire! nay, then
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her wax must melt.
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Why stops my lord, shall I not hear my task?
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An easy task; 'tis but to love a king.
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That's soon perform'd, because I am a subject.
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Why, then, thy husband's lands I freely give thee.
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I take my leave with many thousand thanks.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) The match is made; she seals it
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with a curtsy.
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But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love I mean.
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The fruits of love I mean, my loving liege.
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Ay, but, I fear me, in another sense.
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What love, think'st thou, I sue so much to get?
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My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers;
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That love which virtue begs and virtue grants.
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No, by my troth, I did not mean such love.
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Why, then you mean not as I thought you did.
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But now you partly may perceive my mind.
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My mind will never grant what I perceive
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Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.
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To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee.
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To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison.
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Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband's lands.
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Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower;
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For by that loss I will not purchase them.
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Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily.
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Herein your highness wrongs both them and me.
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But, mighty lord, this merry inclination
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Accords not with the sadness of my suit:
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Please you dismiss me either with 'ay' or 'no.'
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Ay, if thou wilt say 'ay' to my request;
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No if thou dost say 'no' to my demand.
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Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an end.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) The widow likes him not, she
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knits her brows.
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(Aside to GLOUCESTER) He is the bluntest wooer in
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(Aside) Her looks do argue her replete with modesty;
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Her words do show her wit incomparable;
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All her perfections challenge sovereignty:
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One way or other, she is for a king;
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And she shall be my love, or else my queen.--
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Say that King Edward take thee for his queen?
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'Tis better said than done, my gracious lord:
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I am a subject fit to jest withal,
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But far unfit to be a sovereign.
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Sweet widow, by my state I swear to thee
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I speak no more than what my soul intends;
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And that is, to enjoy thee for my love.
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And that is more than I will yield unto:
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I know I am too mean to be your queen,
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And yet too good to be your concubine.
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You cavil, widow: I did mean, my queen.
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'Twill grieve your grace my sons should call you father.
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No more than when my daughters call thee mother.
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Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children;
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And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor,
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Have other some: why, 'tis a happy thing
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To be the father unto many sons.
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Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen.
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(Aside to CLARENCE) The ghostly father now hath done
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his shrift.
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(Aside to GLOUCESTER) When he was made a shriver,
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'twas for shift.
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Brothers, you muse what chat we two have had.
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The widow likes it not, for she looks very sad.
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You'll think it strange if I should marry her.
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To whom, my lord?
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Why, Clarence, to myself.
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That would be ten days' wonder at the least.
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That's a day longer than a wonder lasts.
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By so much is the wonder in extremes.
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Well, jest on, brothers: I can tell you both
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Her suit is granted for her husband's lands.
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Enter a Nobleman

My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken,
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And brought your prisoner to your palace gate.
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See that he be convey'd unto the Tower:
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And go we, brothers, to the man that took him,
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To question of his apprehension.
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Widow, go you along. Lords, use her honourably.
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Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER

Ay, Edward will use women honourably.
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Would he were wasted, marrow, bones and all,
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That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring,
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To cross me from the golden time I look for!
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And yet, between my soul's desire and me--
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The lustful Edward's title buried--
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Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward,
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And all the unlook'd for issue of their bodies,
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To take their rooms, ere I can place myself:
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A cold premeditation for my purpose!
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Why, then, I do but dream on sovereignty;
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Like one that stands upon a promontory,
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And spies a far-off shore where he would tread,
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Wishing his foot were equal with his eye,
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And chides the sea that sunders him from thence,
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Saying, he'll lade it dry to have his way:
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So do I wish the crown, being so far off;
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And so I chide the means that keeps me from it;
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And so I say, I'll cut the causes off,
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Flattering me with impossibilities.
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My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much,
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Unless my hand and strength could equal them.
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Well, say there is no kingdom then for Richard;
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What other pleasure can the world afford?
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I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap,
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And deck my body in gay ornaments,
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And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks.
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O miserable thought! and more unlikely
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Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns!
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Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb:
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And, for I should not deal in her soft laws,
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She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe,
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To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub;
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To make an envious mountain on my back,
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Where sits deformity to mock my body;
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To shape my legs of an unequal size;
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To disproportion me in every part,
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Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp
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That carries no impression like the dam.
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And am I then a man to be beloved?
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O monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought!
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Then, since this earth affords no joy to me,
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But to command, to cheque, to o'erbear such
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As are of better person than myself,
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I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown,
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And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell,
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Until my mis-shaped trunk that bears this head
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Be round impaled with a glorious crown.
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And yet I know not how to get the crown,
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For many lives stand between me and home:
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And I,--like one lost in a thorny wood,
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That rends the thorns and is rent with the thorns,
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Seeking a way and straying from the way;
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Not knowing how to find the open air,
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But toiling desperately to find it out,--
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Torment myself to catch the English crown:
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And from that torment I will free myself,
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Or hew my way out with a bloody axe.
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Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile,
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And cry 'Content' to that which grieves my heart,
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And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
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And frame my face to all occasions.
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I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall;
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I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk;
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I'll play the orator as well as Nestor,
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Deceive more slily than Ulysses could,
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And, like a Sinon, take another Troy.
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I can add colours to the chameleon,
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Change shapes with Proteus for advantages,
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And set the murderous Machiavel to school.
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Can I do this, and cannot get a crown?
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Tut, were it farther off, I'll pluck it down.
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SCENE III. France. KING LEWIS XI's palace.

In Scene 3 of Act 3, a battle is raging between the Yorkists and the Lancastrians. Warwick and Montague are leading the Yorkist army, while Somerset and Oxford are leading the Lancastrians. The two sides exchange insults and threats before the battle begins.

As the fighting intensifies, Warwick kills Somerset and Oxford kills Montague. However, Oxford is then killed by a soldier named Clifford, who is seeking revenge for the death of his father at the hands of the Yorkists.

Meanwhile, King Henry VI is wandering around the battlefield, confused and disoriented. Richard, Duke of Gloucester, finds him and offers to take him to safety. However, when they encounter Queen Margaret and her son, Prince Edward, Gloucester betrays Henry and joins forces with the Queen.

The scene ends with Warwick and his army retreating, and the Queen and Prince Edward triumphant. However, the future of the kingdom is uncertain, as both sides are still fighting for control.

Flourish. Enter KING LEWIS XI, his sister BONA, his Admiral, called BOURBON, PRINCE EDWARD, QUEEN MARGARET, and OXFORD. KING LEWIS XI sits, and riseth up again

Fair Queen of England, worthy Margaret,
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Sit down with us: it ill befits thy state
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And birth, that thou shouldst stand while Lewis doth sit.
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No, mighty King of France: now Margaret
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Must strike her sail and learn awhile to serve
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Where kings command. I was, I must confess,
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Great Albion's queen in former golden days:
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But now mischance hath trod my title down,
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And with dishonour laid me on the ground;
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Where I must take like seat unto my fortune,
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And to my humble seat conform myself.
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Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this deep despair?
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From such a cause as fills mine eyes with tears
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And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in cares.
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Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself,
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And sit thee by our side:
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Yield not thy neck
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To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind
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Still ride in triumph over all mischance.
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Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief;
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It shall be eased, if France can yield relief.
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Those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts
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And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak.
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Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis,
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That Henry, sole possessor of my love,
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Is of a king become a banish'd man,
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And forced to live in Scotland a forlorn;
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While proud ambitious Edward Duke of York
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Usurps the regal title and the seat
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Of England's true-anointed lawful king.
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This is the cause that I, poor Margaret,
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With this my son, Prince Edward, Henry's heir,
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Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid;
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And if thou fail us, all our hope is done:
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Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help;
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Our people and our peers are both misled,
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Our treasures seized, our soldiers put to flight,
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And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight.
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Renowned queen, with patience calm the storm,
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While we bethink a means to break it off.
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The more we stay, the stronger grows our foe.
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The more I stay, the more I'll succor thee.
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O, but impatience waiteth on true sorrow.
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And see where comes the breeder of my sorrow!
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What's he approacheth boldly to our presence?
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Our Earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest friend.
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Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings thee to France?
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He descends. She ariseth

Ay, now begins a second storm to rise;
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For this is he that moves both wind and tide.
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From worthy Edward, King of Albion,
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My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend,
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I come, in kindness and unfeigned love,
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First, to do greetings to thy royal person;
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And then to crave a league of amity;
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And lastly, to confirm that amity
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With a nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant
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That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sister,
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To England's king in lawful marriage.
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(Aside) If that go forward, Henry's hope is done.
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(To BONA) And, gracious madam, in our king's behalf,
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I am commanded, with your leave and favour,
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Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue
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To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart;
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Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears,
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Hath placed thy beauty's image and thy virtue.
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King Lewis and Lady Bona, hear me speak,
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Before you answer Warwick. His demand
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Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love,
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But from deceit bred by necessity;
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For how can tyrants safely govern home,
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Unless abroad they purchase great alliance?
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To prove him tyrant this reason may suffice,
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That Henry liveth still: but were he dead,
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Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry's son.
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Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and marriage
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Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour;
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For though usurpers sway the rule awhile,
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Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs.
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Injurious Margaret!
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And why not queen?
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Because thy father Henry did usurp;
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And thou no more are prince than she is queen.
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Then Warwick disannuls great John of Gaunt,
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Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain;
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And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth,
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Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest;
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And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth,
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Who by his prowess conquered all France:
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From these our Henry lineally descends.
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Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth discourse,
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You told not how Henry the Sixth hath lost
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All that which Henry Fifth had gotten?
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Methinks these peers of France should smile at that.
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But for the rest, you tell a pedigree
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Of threescore and two years; a silly time
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To make prescription for a kingdom's worth.
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Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against thy liege,
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Whom thou obeyed'st thirty and six years,
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And not bewray thy treason with a blush?
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Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right,
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Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree?
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For shame! leave Henry, and call Edward king.
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Call him my king by whose injurious doom
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My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere,
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Was done to death? and more than so, my father,
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Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years,
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When nature brought him to the door of death?
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No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm,
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This arm upholds the house of Lancaster.
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And I the house of York.
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Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and Oxford,
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Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,
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While I use further conference with Warwick.
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They stand aloof

Heavens grant that Warwick's words bewitch him not!
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Now Warwick, tell me, even upon thy conscience,
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Is Edward your true king? for I were loath
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To link with him that were not lawful chosen.
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Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour.
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But is he gracious in the people's eye?
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The more that Henry was unfortunate.
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Then further, all dissembling set aside,
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Tell me for truth the measure of his love
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Unto our sister Bona.
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Such it seems
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As may beseem a monarch like himself.
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Myself have often heard him say and swear
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That this his love was an eternal plant,
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Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground,
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The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun,
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Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,
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Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain.
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Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve.
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Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine:
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Yet I confess that often ere this day,
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When I have heard your king's desert recounted,
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Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire.
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Then, Warwick, thus: our sister shall be Edward's;
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And now forthwith shall articles be drawn
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Touching the jointure that your king must make,
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Which with her dowry shall be counterpoised.
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Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness
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That Bona shall be wife to the English king.
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To Edward, but not to the English king.
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Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device
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By this alliance to make void my suit:
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Before thy coming Lewis was Henry's friend.
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And still is friend to him and Margaret:
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But if your title to the crown be weak,
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As may appear by Edward's good success,
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Then 'tis but reason that I be released
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From giving aid which late I promised.
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Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand
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That your estate requires and mine can yield.
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Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease,
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Where having nothing, nothing can he lose.
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And as for you yourself, our quondam queen,
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You have a father able to maintain you;
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And better 'twere you troubled him than France.
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Peace, impudent and shameless Warwick, peace,
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Proud setter up and puller down of kings!
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I will not hence, till, with my talk and tears,
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Both full of truth, I make King Lewis behold
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Thy sly conveyance and thy lord's false love;
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For both of you are birds of selfsame feather.
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Post blows a horn within

Warwick, this is some post to us or thee.
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Enter a Post

(To WARWICK) My lord ambassador, these letters are for you,
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Sent from your brother, Marquess Montague:
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These from our king unto your majesty:
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And, madam, these for you; from whom I know not.
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They all read their letters

I like it well that our fair queen and mistress
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Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his.
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Nay, mark how Lewis stamps, as he were nettled:
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I hope all's for the best.
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Warwick, what are thy news? and yours, fair queen?
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Mine, such as fill my heart with unhoped joys.
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Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discontent.
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What! has your king married the Lady Grey!
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And now, to soothe your forgery and his,
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Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?
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Is this the alliance that he seeks with France?
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Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?
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I told your majesty as much before:
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This proveth Edward's love and Warwick's honesty.
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King Lewis, I here protest, in sight of heaven,
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And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss,
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That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's,
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No more my king, for he dishonours me,
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But most himself, if he could see his shame.
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Did I forget that by the house of York
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My father came untimely to his death?
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Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece?
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Did I impale him with the regal crown?
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Did I put Henry from his native right?
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And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame?
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Shame on himself! for my desert is honour:
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And to repair my honour lost for him,
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I here renounce him and return to Henry.
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My noble queen, let former grudges pass,
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And henceforth I am thy true servitor:
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I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona,
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And replant Henry in his former state.
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Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to love;
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And I forgive and quite forget old faults,
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And joy that thou becomest King Henry's friend.
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So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend,
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That, if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us
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With some few bands of chosen soldiers,
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I'll undertake to land them on our coast
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And force the tyrant from his seat by war.
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'Tis not his new-made bride shall succor him:
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And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me,
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He's very likely now to fall from him,
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For matching more for wanton lust than honour,
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Or than for strength and safety of our country.
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Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged
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But by thy help to this distressed queen?
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Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live,
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Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?
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My quarrel and this English queen's are one.
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And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with yours.
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And mine with hers, and thine, and Margaret's.
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Therefore at last I firmly am resolved
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You shall have aid.
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Let me give humble thanks for all at once.
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Then, England's messenger, return in post,
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And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
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That Lewis of France is sending over masquers
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To revel it with him and his new bride:
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Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal.
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Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
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I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.
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Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside,
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And I am ready to put armour on.
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Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong,
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And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.
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There's thy reward: be gone.
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Exit Post

But, Warwick,
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Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men,
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Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle;
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And, as occasion serves, this noble queen
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And prince shall follow with a fresh supply.
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Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt,
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What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty?
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This shall assure my constant loyalty,
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That if our queen and this young prince agree,
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I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy
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To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands.
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Yes, I agree, and thank you for your motion.
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Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous,
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Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick;
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And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable,
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That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine.
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Yes, I accept her, for she well deserves it;
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And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand.
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He gives his hand to WARWICK

Why stay we now? These soldiers shall be levied,
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And thou, Lord Bourbon, our high admiral,
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Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet.
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I long till Edward fall by war's mischance,
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For mocking marriage with a dame of France.
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Exeunt all but WARWICK

I came from Edward as ambassador,
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But I return his sworn and mortal foe:
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Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me,
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But dreadful war shall answer his demand.
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Had he none else to make a stale but me?
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Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow.
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I was the chief that raised him to the crown,
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And I'll be chief to bring him down again:
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Not that I pity Henry's misery,
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But seek revenge on Edward's mockery.
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Act IV

Act 4 of Henry VI, Part 3 opens with two armies preparing for battle. The Yorkist army is led by Edward IV, while the Lancastrian army is led by Queen Margaret.

During the battle, Warwick is killed by the Lancastrian forces, which causes the Yorkists to retreat. However, Edward IV returns with reinforcements and is able to defeat the Lancastrians, capturing Margaret and her son, Prince Edward.

Meanwhile, Richard, Duke of Gloucester, is shown to be plotting against his own family members to gain more power for himself. He convinces Edward IV to execute his own brother, George, Duke of Clarence, on charges of treason.

The act ends with Edward IV being crowned king and Margaret and Prince Edward being held captive.

SCENE I. London. The palace.

Scene 1 of Act 4 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place in the royal palace of King Edward IV. The king is discussing his plans for the upcoming battle with his brothers, the Duke of Clarence and the Duke of Gloucester. They are joined by Lord Hastings, who brings news that the Earl of Warwick has joined forces with the Queen and Prince Edward.

The King is furious and orders his troops to prepare for battle immediately. He also decides to send the Duke of Gloucester and Lord Hastings to secure the city of London, which he fears may turn against him.

As they leave, the Duke of Clarence expresses his concerns about the King's decision to execute his own brother, the Duke of Somerset. The King responds that he had no choice but to do so, as Somerset was plotting against him.

Meanwhile, Warwick and his forces are preparing for battle. The Queen urges Warwick to make peace with the King, but he refuses, saying that he has given his allegiance to Prince Edward and will not betray him. The Queen is disappointed and fears for the safety of her son.

The scene ends with the armies preparing for battle, setting the stage for the climactic final act of the play.


Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you
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Of this new marriage with the Lady Grey?
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Hath not our brother made a worthy choice?
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Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to France;
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How could he stay till Warwick made return?
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My lords, forbear this talk; here comes the king.
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And his well-chosen bride.
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I mind to tell him plainly what I think.
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Now, brother of Clarence, how like you our choice,
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That you stand pensive, as half malcontent?
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As well as Lewis of France, or the Earl of Warwick,
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Which are so weak of courage and in judgment
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That they'll take no offence at our abuse.
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Suppose they take offence without a cause,
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They are but Lewis and Warwick: I am Edward,
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Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will.
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And shall have your will, because our king:
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Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well.
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Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too?
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No, God forbid that I should wish them sever'd
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Whom God hath join'd together; ay, and 'twere pity
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To sunder them that yoke so well together.
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Setting your scorns and your mislike aside,
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Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey
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Should not become my wife and England's queen.
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And you too, Somerset and Montague,
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Speak freely what you think.
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Then this is mine opinion: that King Lewis
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Becomes your enemy, for mocking him
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About the marriage of the Lady Bona.
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And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,
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Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.
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What if both Lewis and Warwick be appeased
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By such invention as I can devise?
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Yet, to have join'd with France in such alliance
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Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth
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'Gainst foreign storms than any home-bred marriage.
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Why, knows not Montague that of itself
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England is safe, if true within itself?
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But the safer when 'tis back'd with France.
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'Tis better using France than trusting France:
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Let us be back'd with God and with the seas
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Which He hath given for fence impregnable,
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And with their helps only defend ourselves;
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In them and in ourselves our safety lies.
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For this one speech Lord Hastings well deserves
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To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford.
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Ay, what of that? it was my will and grant;
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And for this once my will shall stand for law.
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And yet methinks your grace hath not done well,
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To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scales
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Unto the brother of your loving bride;
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She better would have fitted me or Clarence:
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But in your bride you bury brotherhood.
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Or else you would not have bestow'd the heir
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Of the Lord Bonville on your new wife's son,
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And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere.
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Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife
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That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee.
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In choosing for yourself, you show'd your judgment,
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Which being shallow, you give me leave
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To play the broker in mine own behalf;
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And to that end I shortly mind to leave you.
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Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king,
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And not be tied unto his brother's will.
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My lords, before it pleased his majesty
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To raise my state to title of a queen,
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Do me but right, and you must all confess
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That I was not ignoble of descent;
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And meaner than myself have had like fortune.
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But as this title honours me and mine,
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So your dislike, to whom I would be pleasing,
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Doth cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow.
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My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns:
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What danger or what sorrow can befall thee,
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So long as Edward is thy constant friend,
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And their true sovereign, whom they must obey?
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Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too,
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Unless they seek for hatred at my hands;
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Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe,
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And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath.
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(Aside) I hear, yet say not much, but think the more.
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Enter a Post

Now, messenger, what letters or what news
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From France?
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My sovereign liege, no letters; and few words,
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But such as I, without your special pardon,
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Dare not relate.
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Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief,
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Tell me their words as near as thou canst guess them.
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What answer makes King Lewis unto our letters?
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At my depart, these were his very words:
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'Go tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
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That Lewis of France is sending over masquers
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To revel it with him and his new bride.'
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Is Lewis so brave? belike he thinks me Henry.
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But what said Lady Bona to my marriage?
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These were her words, utter'd with mad disdain:
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'Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
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I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.'
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I blame not her, she could say little less;
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She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen?
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For I have heard that she was there in place.
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'Tell him,' quoth she, 'my mourning weeds are done,
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And I am ready to put armour on.'
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Belike she minds to play the Amazon.
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But what said Warwick to these injuries?
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He, more incensed against your majesty
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Than all the rest, discharged me with these words:
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'Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong,
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And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.'
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Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so proud words?
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Well I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd:
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They shall have wars and pay for their presumption.
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But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret?
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Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd in
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That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's daughter.
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Belike the elder; Clarence will have the younger.
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Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast,
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For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;
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That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage
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I may not prove inferior to yourself.
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You that love me and Warwick, follow me.
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Exit CLARENCE, and SOMERSET follows

(Aside) Not I:
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My thoughts aim at a further matter; I
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Stay not for the love of Edward, but the crown.
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Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick!
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Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen;
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And haste is needful in this desperate case.
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Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf
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Go levy men, and make prepare for war;
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They are already, or quickly will be landed:
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Myself in person will straight follow you.
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But, ere I go, Hastings and Montague,
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Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest,
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Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance:
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Tell me if you love Warwick more than me?
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If it be so, then both depart to him;
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I rather wish you foes than hollow friends:
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But if you mind to hold your true obedience,
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Give me assurance with some friendly vow,
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That I may never have you in suspect.
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So God help Montague as he proves true!
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And Hastings as he favours Edward's cause!
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Now, brother Richard, will you stand by us?
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Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you.
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Why, so! then am I sure of victory.
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Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour,
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Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power.
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SCENE II. A plain in Warwickshire.

In Scene 2 of Act 4, two armies are preparing to battle. The first army is led by the Duke of York and the second by Queen Margaret. The Duke of York is confident that he will win the battle, but his son, the Earl of Rutland, is worried about his father's safety.

Queen Margaret approaches the Duke of York and insults him, telling him that he is not fit to be a king. The Duke of York responds by insulting her back, telling her that she is a shame to her gender. They continue to trade insults, and the tension between them grows.

As the battle begins, the Duke of York and his son fight bravely, but they are outnumbered. The Earl of Rutland is captured by Queen Margaret's army, and she orders him to be killed. The Earl begs for his life, but Margaret is ruthless and orders her soldiers to kill him.

The Duke of York is devastated by the loss of his son, and he vows to seek revenge. He tells his soldiers to continue fighting, and the battle rages on. Eventually, the Duke of York is also captured and killed by Queen Margaret's army.

The scene ends with the news of the Duke of York's death spreading throughout the land. The future of the kingdom is uncertain, and the war between the houses of York and Lancaster seems far from over.

Enter WARWICK and OXFORD, with French soldiers

Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well;
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The common people by numbers swarm to us.
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But see where Somerset and Clarence come!
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Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends?
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Fear not that, my lord.
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Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick;
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And welcome, Somerset: I hold it cowardice
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To rest mistrustful where a noble heart
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Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love;
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Else might I think that Clarence, Edward's brother,
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Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings:
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But welcome, sweet Clarence; my daughter shall be thine.
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And now what rests but, in night's coverture,
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Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd,
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His soldiers lurking in the towns about,
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And but attended by a simple guard,
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We may surprise and take him at our pleasure?
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Our scouts have found the adventure very easy:
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That as Ulysses and stout Diomede
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With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents,
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And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds,
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So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle,
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At unawares may beat down Edward's guard
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And seize himself; I say not, slaughter him,
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For I intend but only to surprise him.
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You that will follow me to this attempt,
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Applaud the name of Henry with your leader.
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Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort:
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For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint George!
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SCENE III. Edward's camp, near Warwick.

Scene 3 of Act 4 begins with King Edward IV and his troops at Coventry. Warwick, who was previously aligned with Edward IV, has now joined forces with Margaret of Anjou and the Lancastrians. Edward IV is furious and orders his troops to prepare for battle.

Meanwhile, Warwick and his allies are also preparing for battle. Margaret of Anjou urges Warwick to remember his oath of loyalty to her and to fight against the "usurping" Edward IV. Warwick agrees, and the two sides engage in a fierce battle.

During the battle, Warwick's brother Montague is killed, and Warwick is forced to flee the battlefield. Margaret of Anjou is captured by Edward IV's forces and brought before him. Edward IV is initially pleased to have his enemy in his grasp, but Margaret proves to be a fierce and defiant opponent. She taunts Edward IV and reminds him of the atrocities he and his brothers committed against the Lancastrians.

Edward IV becomes increasingly angry and orders Margaret to be taken away and executed. However, his advisors urge him to spare her life, pointing out that she could be a valuable bargaining chip in future negotiations with the Lancastrians. Edward IV reluctantly agrees to spare Margaret's life, but warns her that if she continues to resist him, he will show her no mercy.

The scene ends with Edward IV and his troops victorious on the battlefield, but with the Lancastrians still a powerful force to be reckoned with.

Enter three Watchmen, to guard KING EDWARD IV's tent

First Watchman
Come on, my masters, each man take his stand:
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The king by this is set him down to sleep.
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Second Watchman
What, will he not to bed?
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First Watchman
Why, no; for he hath made a solemn vow
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Never to lie and take his natural rest
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Till Warwick or himself be quite suppress'd.
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Second Watchman
To-morrow then belike shall be the day,
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If Warwick be so near as men report.
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Third Watchman
But say, I pray, what nobleman is that
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That with the king here resteth in his tent?
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First Watchman
'Tis the Lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend.
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Third Watchman
O, is it so? But why commands the king
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That his chief followers lodge in towns about him,
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While he himself keeps in the cold field?
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Second Watchman
'Tis the more honour, because more dangerous.
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Third Watchman
Ay, but give me worship and quietness;
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I like it better than a dangerous honour.
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If Warwick knew in what estate he stands,
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'Tis to be doubted he would waken him.
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First Watchman
Unless our halberds did shut up his passage.
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Second Watchman
Ay, wherefore else guard we his royal tent,
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But to defend his person from night-foes?
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Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and French soldiers, silent all

This is his tent; and see where stand his guard.
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Courage, my masters! honour now or never!
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But follow me, and Edward shall be ours.
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First Watchman
Who goes there?
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Second Watchman
Stay, or thou diest!
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WARWICK and the rest cry all, 'Warwick! Warwick!' and set upon the Guard, who fly, crying, 'Arm! arm!' WARWICK and the rest following them

The drum playing and trumpet sounding, reenter WARWICK, SOMERSET, and the rest, bringing KING EDWARD IV out in his gown, sitting in a chair. RICHARD and HASTINGS fly over the stage

What are they that fly there?
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Richard and Hastings: let them go; here is The duke.
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The duke! Why, Warwick, when we parted,
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Thou call'dst me king.
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Ay, but the case is alter'd:
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When you disgraced me in my embassade,
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Then I degraded you from being king,
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And come now to create you Duke of York.
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Alas! how should you govern any kingdom,
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That know not how to use ambassadors,
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Nor how to be contented with one wife,
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Nor how to use your brothers brotherly,
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Nor how to study for the people's welfare,
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Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies?
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Yea, brother of Clarence, are thou here too?
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Nay, then I see that Edward needs must down.
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Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance,
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Of thee thyself and all thy complices,
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Edward will always bear himself as king:
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Though fortune's malice overthrow my state,
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My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel.
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Then, for his mind, be Edward England's king:
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But Henry now shall wear the English crown,
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And be true king indeed, thou but the shadow.
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My Lord of Somerset, at my request,
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See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd
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Unto my brother, Archbishop of York.
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When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows,
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I'll follow you, and tell what answer
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Lewis and the Lady Bona send to him.
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Now, for a while farewell, good Duke of York.
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They lead him out forcibly

What fates impose, that men must needs abide;
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It boots not to resist both wind and tide.
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Exit, guarded

What now remains, my lords, for us to do
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But march to London with our soldiers?
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Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do;
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To free King Henry from imprisonment
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And see him seated in the regal throne.
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SCENE IV. London. The palace.

Scene 4 of Act 4 of Henry VI, Part 3 begins with the entrance of King Edward, Clarence, and their army. They are met by Warwick, Montague, and their own army. The two sides exchange insults and threats before the battle commences.

During the battle, both sides suffer losses and casualties. Warwick's brother, Montague, is killed, which greatly angers Warwick. However, Warwick manages to kill Edward's brother, Richard, Duke of York.

As the battle continues, Warwick and Edward have a confrontation. Warwick tells Edward that he has switched sides and is now supporting Margaret of Anjou, who is fighting against Edward for the throne. Edward is shocked and angered by this news.

The scene ends with Warwick and Edward agreeing to meet again and continue the battle at a later time. Warwick leaves with his army, while Edward stays behind with his own troops.


Madam, what makes you in this sudden change?
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Why brother Rivers, are you yet to learn
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What late misfortune is befall'n King Edward?
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What! loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick?
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No, but the loss of his own royal person.
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Then is my sovereign slain?
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Ay, almost slain, for he is taken prisoner,
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Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard
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Or by his foe surprised at unawares:
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And, as I further have to understand,
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Is new committed to the Bishop of York,
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Fell Warwick's brother and by that our foe.
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These news I must confess are full of grief;
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Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may:
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Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.
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Till then fair hope must hinder life's decay.
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And I the rather wean me from despair
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For love of Edward's offspring in my womb:
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This is it that makes me bridle passion
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And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross;
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Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear
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And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs,
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Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown
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King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown.
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But, madam, where is Warwick then become?
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I am inform'd that he comes towards London,
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To set the crown once more on Henry's head:
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Guess thou the rest; King Edward's friends must down,
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But, to prevent the tyrant's violence,--
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For trust not him that hath once broken faith,--
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I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary,
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To save at least the heir of Edward's right:
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There shall I rest secure from force and fraud.
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Come, therefore, let us fly while we may fly:
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If Warwick take us we are sure to die.
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SCENE V. A park near Middleham Castle In Yorkshire.

Scene 5 of Act 4 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place on the battlefield. The Earl of Warwick and his soldiers have just arrived and are preparing for battle against the opposing army led by Queen Margaret. Warwick is confident in his soldiers and their ability to defeat the enemy.

As they prepare for battle, a messenger arrives with news that the Duke of York has been taken captive by the enemy. Warwick is shocked and dismayed by this news, as the Duke of York is their leader and without him, they may not be able to win the battle.

However, Warwick is not one to give up easily. He rallies his soldiers and gives them an inspiring speech, urging them to fight bravely and to not give up hope. He reminds them that they are fighting for a just cause and that victory is within their grasp if they remain steadfast.

The soldiers are inspired by Warwick's words and they charge into battle with renewed vigor. The fighting is intense and bloody, but Warwick and his soldiers are able to triumph over the enemy forces. Queen Margaret is captured and brought before Warwick, who is triumphant in his victory.

Despite the loss of the Duke of York, Warwick and his soldiers have proven themselves to be strong and resilient. They have fought bravely for what they believe in and have emerged victorious, cementing their place in history as heroes of their cause.


Now, my Lord Hastings and Sir William Stanley,
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Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither,
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Into this chiefest thicket of the park.
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Thus stands the case: you know our king, my brother,
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Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands
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He hath good usage and great liberty,
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And, often but attended with weak guard,
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Comes hunting this way to disport himself.
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I have advertised him by secret means
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That if about this hour he make his way
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Under the colour of his usual game,
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He shall here find his friends with horse and men
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To set him free from his captivity.
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Enter KING EDWARD IV and a Huntsman with him

This way, my lord; for this way lies the game.
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Nay, this way, man: see where the huntsmen stand.
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Now, brother of Gloucester, Lord Hastings, and the rest,
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Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer?
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Brother, the time and case requireth haste:
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Your horse stands ready at the park-corner.
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But whither shall we then?
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To Lynn, my lord,
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And ship from thence to Flanders.
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Well guess'd, believe me; for that was my meaning.
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Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness.
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But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk.
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Huntsman, what say'st thou? wilt thou go along?
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Better do so than tarry and be hang'd.
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Come then, away; let's ha' no more ado.
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Bishop, farewell: shield thee from Warwick's frown;
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And pray that I may repossess the crown.
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SCENE VI. London. The Tower.

Scene 6 of Act 4 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place on the battlefield, where the Duke of York has been killed by the Lancastrian army. His sons, Edward and Richard, arrive to mourn their father's death and vow revenge against the Lancastrians.

As they mourn, Warwick arrives with news that the Lancastrian army is approaching. Edward decides to stay and fight, while Richard suggests they retreat and regroup. Warwick agrees with Richard, and they all leave the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Queen Margaret, the wife of King Henry VI, arrives with her army and finds the dead body of the Duke of York. She orders his head to be cut off and placed on a stake, to serve as a warning to any other Yorkist sympathizers.

As she is gloating over her victory, Richard, Edward, and Warwick return with their army. They engage in battle with the Lancastrians, and in the chaos, Margaret is captured. Warwick orders her to be taken to the Duke of York's severed head, as a symbolic gesture of revenge.

Scene 6 of Act 4 is a pivotal moment in the play, as it marks the turning point in the Yorkist-Lancastrian conflict. The death of the Duke of York and subsequent revenge plot by his sons sets the stage for the Wars of the Roses, which will continue to rage on for many years to come.


Master lieutenant, now that God and friends
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Have shaken Edward from the regal seat,
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And turn'd my captive state to liberty,
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My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys,
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At our enlargement what are thy due fees?
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Subjects may challenge nothing of their sovereigns;
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But if an humble prayer may prevail,
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I then crave pardon of your majesty.
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For what, lieutenant? for well using me?
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Nay, be thou sure I'll well requite thy kindness,
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For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure;
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Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds
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Conceive when after many moody thoughts
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At last by notes of household harmony
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They quite forget their loss of liberty.
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But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free,
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And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee;
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He was the author, thou the instrument.
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Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite
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By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me,
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And that the people of this blessed land
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May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars,
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Warwick, although my head still wear the crown,
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I here resign my government to thee,
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For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds.
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Your grace hath still been famed for virtuous;
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And now may seem as wise as virtuous,
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By spying and avoiding fortune's malice,
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For few men rightly temper with the stars:
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Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace,
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For choosing me when Clarence is in place.
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No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway,
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To whom the heavens in thy nativity
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Adjudged an olive branch and laurel crown,
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As likely to be blest in peace and war;
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And therefore I yield thee my free consent.
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And I choose Clarence only for protector.
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Warwick and Clarence give me both your hands:
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Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts,
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That no dissension hinder government:
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I make you both protectors of this land,
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While I myself will lead a private life
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And in devotion spend my latter days,
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To sin's rebuke and my Creator's praise.
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What answers Clarence to his sovereign's will?
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That he consents, if Warwick yield consent;
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For on thy fortune I repose myself.
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Why, then, though loath, yet must I be content:
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We'll yoke together, like a double shadow
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To Henry's body, and supply his place;
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I mean, in bearing weight of government,
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While he enjoys the honour and his ease.
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And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful
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Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor,
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And all his lands and goods be confiscate.
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What else? and that succession be determined.
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Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his part.
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But, with the first of all your chief affairs,
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Let me entreat, for I command no more,
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That Margaret your queen and my son Edward
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Be sent for, to return from France with speed;
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For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear
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My joy of liberty is half eclipsed.
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It shall be done, my sovereign, with all speed.
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My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that,
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Of whom you seem to have so tender care?
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My liege, it is young Henry, earl of Richmond.
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Come hither, England's hope.
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If secret powers
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Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts,
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This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss.
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His looks are full of peaceful majesty,
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His head by nature framed to wear a crown,
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His hand to wield a sceptre, and himself
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Likely in time to bless a regal throne.
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Make much of him, my lords, for this is he
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Must help you more than you are hurt by me.
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Enter a Post

What news, my friend?
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That Edward is escaped from your brother,
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And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy.
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Unsavoury news! but how made he escape?
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He was convey'd by Richard Duke of Gloucester
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And the Lord Hastings, who attended him
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In secret ambush on the forest side
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And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him;
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For hunting was his daily exercise.
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My brother was too careless of his charge.
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But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide
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A salve for any sore that may betide.
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My lord, I like not of this flight of Edward's;
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For doubtless Burgundy will yield him help,
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And we shall have more wars before 't be long.
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As Henry's late presaging prophecy
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Did glad my heart with hope of this young Richmond,
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So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts
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What may befall him, to his harm and ours:
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Therefore, Lord Oxford, to prevent the worst,
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Forthwith we'll send him hence to Brittany,
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Till storms be past of civil enmity.
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Ay, for if Edward repossess the crown,
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'Tis like that Richmond with the rest shall down.
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It shall be so; he shall to Brittany.
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Come, therefore, let's about it speedily.
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SCENE VII. Before York.

In Scene 7 of Act 4, the Duke of York and his sons arrive at a castle in Wakefield, where they are met by Queen Margaret and her army. The two sides exchange insults and threats, and York's youngest son, Rutland, is captured by the Queen's forces. Margaret orders Rutland to be killed, despite his young age, and he is brutally murdered. The Duke of York is devastated by his son's death and vows to seek revenge against the Queen and her allies.

The scene is filled with tension and violence, as the two sides confront each other in a battle of wills. The Queen is determined to assert her power and crush her enemies, while the Duke of York is equally determined to defend his family and his honor. The death of Rutland is a tragic moment, highlighting the brutality and senselessness of war.

The language used in the scene is highly poetic and dramatic, with both sides engaging in lengthy speeches and insults. The characters are larger-than-life and passionate in their beliefs, making for a gripping and intense scene.

Overall, Scene 7 of Act 4 is a powerful moment in the play, showcasing the themes of power, revenge, and tragedy that run throughout the story. It is a reminder of the human cost of conflict and the devastating impact it can have on individuals and families.

Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and Soldiers

Now, brother Richard, Lord Hastings, and the rest,
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Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends,
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And says that once more I shall interchange
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My waned state for Henry's regal crown.
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Well have we pass'd and now repass'd the seas
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And brought desired help from Burgundy:
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What then remains, we being thus arrived
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From Ravenspurgh haven before the gates of York,
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But that we enter, as into our dukedom?
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The gates made fast! Brother, I like not this;
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For many men that stumble at the threshold
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Are well foretold that danger lurks within.
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Tush, man, abodements must not now affright us:
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By fair or foul means we must enter in,
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For hither will our friends repair to us.
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My liege, I'll knock once more to summon them.
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Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his Brethren

My lords, we were forewarned of your coming,
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And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;
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For now we owe allegiance unto Henry.
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But, master mayor, if Henry be your king,
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Yet Edward at the least is Duke of York.
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True, my good lord; I know you for no less.
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Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom,
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As being well content with that alone.
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(Aside) But when the fox hath once got in his nose,
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He'll soon find means to make the body follow.
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Why, master mayor, why stand you in a doubt?
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Open the gates; we are King Henry's friends.
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Ay, say you so? the gates shall then be open'd.
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They descend

A wise stout captain, and soon persuaded!
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The good old man would fain that all were well,
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So 'twere not 'long of him; but being enter'd,
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I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade
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Both him and all his brothers unto reason.
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Enter the Mayor and two Aldermen, below

So, master mayor: these gates must not be shut
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But in the night or in the time of war.
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What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys;
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For Edward will defend the town and thee,
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And all those friends that deign to follow me.
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March. Enter MONTGOMERY, with drum and soldiers

Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery,
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Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived.
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Welcome, Sir John! But why come you in arms?
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To help King Edward in his time of storm,
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As every loyal subject ought to do.
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Thanks, good Montgomery; but we now forget
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Our title to the crown and only claim
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Our dukedom till God please to send the rest.
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Then fare you well, for I will hence again:
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I came to serve a king and not a duke.
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Drummer, strike up, and let us march away.
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The drum begins to march

Nay, stay, Sir John, awhile, and we'll debate
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By what safe means the crown may be recover'd.
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What talk you of debating? in few words,
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If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king,
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I'll leave you to your fortune and be gone
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To keep them back that come to succor you:
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Why shall we fight, if you pretend no title?
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Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points?
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When we grow stronger, then we'll make our claim:
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Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning.
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Away with scrupulous wit! now arms must rule.
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And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns.
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Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand:
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The bruit thereof will bring you many friends.
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Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right,
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And Henry but usurps the diadem.
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Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself;
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And now will I be Edward's champion.
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Sound trumpet; Edward shall be here proclaim'd:
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Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation.
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Edward the Fourth, by the grace of God, king of
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England and France, and lord of Ireland, c.
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And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's right,
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By this I challenge him to single fight.
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Throws down his gauntlet

Long live Edward the Fourth!
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Thanks, brave Montgomery; and thanks unto you all:
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If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness.
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Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York;
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And when the morning sun shall raise his car
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Above the border of this horizon,
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We'll forward towards Warwick and his mates;
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For well I wot that Henry is no soldier.
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Ah, froward Clarence! how evil it beseems thee
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To flatter Henry and forsake thy brother!
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Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwick.
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Come on, brave soldiers: doubt not of the day,
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And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay.
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SCENE VIII. London. The palace.

Scene 8 of Act 4 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place on a battlefield. King Edward IV and his army are fighting against the forces of Queen Margaret and the Lancastrians. Warwick, one of Edward's allies, has been killed in battle.

Edward is grieving the loss of Warwick and vows to avenge his death. He orders his soldiers to continue fighting, even though they are outnumbered. Margaret enters the scene and taunts Edward, telling him that he will soon be defeated. Edward responds by insulting Margaret and her army.

The battle continues, and both sides suffer heavy losses. Eventually, Edward's army gains the upper hand and Margaret is captured. Edward orders her to be taken away and executed. Margaret curses Edward and predicts that he will not have a long reign as king.

The scene ends with Edward victorious, but mourning the loss of his friend and ally, Warwick. It sets the stage for the final act of the play, which will see Edward facing new challenges as he tries to maintain his hold on the throne.


What counsel, lords? Edward from Belgia,
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With hasty Germans and blunt Hollanders,
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Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas,
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And with his troops doth march amain to London;
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And many giddy people flock to him.
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Let's levy men, and beat him back again.
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A little fire is quickly trodden out;
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Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
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In Warwickshire I have true-hearted friends,
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Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war;
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Those will I muster up: and thou, son Clarence,
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Shalt stir up in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent,
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The knights and gentlemen to come with thee:
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Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham,
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Northampton and in Leicestershire, shalt find
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Men well inclined to hear what thou command'st:
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And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well beloved,
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In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends.
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My sovereign, with the loving citizens,
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Like to his island girt in with the ocean,
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Or modest Dian circled with her nymphs,
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Shall rest in London till we come to him.
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Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply.
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Farewell, my sovereign.
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Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope.
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In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand.
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Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate!
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Comfort, my lord; and so I take my leave.
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And thus I seal my truth, and bid adieu.
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Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague,
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And all at once, once more a happy farewell.
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Farewell, sweet lords: let's meet at Coventry.
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Exeunt all but KING HENRY VI and EXETER

Here at the palace I will rest awhile.
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Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship?
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Methinks the power that Edward hath in field
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Should not be able to encounter mine.
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The doubt is that he will seduce the rest.
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That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame:
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I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
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Nor posted off their suits with slow delays;
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My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
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My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs,
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My mercy dried their water-flowing tears;
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I have not been desirous of their wealth,
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Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies.
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Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd:
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Then why should they love Edward more than me?
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No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace:
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And when the lion fawns upon the lamb,
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The lamb will never cease to follow him.
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Shout within. 'A Lancaster! A Lancaster!'

Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?
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Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, and soldiers

Seize on the shame-faced Henry, bear him hence;
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And once again proclaim us King of England.
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You are the fount that makes small brooks to flow:
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Now stops thy spring; my sea sha$l suck them dry,
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And swell so much the higher by their ebb.
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Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak.
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And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course
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Where peremptory Warwick now remains:
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The sun shines hot; and, if we use delay,
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Cold biting winter mars our hoped-for hay.
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Away betimes, before his forces join,
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And take the great-grown traitor unawares:
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Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry.
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Act V

Act 5 of Henry VI, Part 3 follows the final battles between the York and Lancaster houses during the Wars of the Roses. King Henry VI is imprisoned by the Yorkists and is visited by his wife, Queen Margaret, who tries to rally him for one last fight. Meanwhile, Richard III, the Duke of Gloucester, is plotting to overthrow his own brother, King Edward IV, and become king himself.

The Lancastrians, led by Queen Margaret and the Duke of Somerset, engage in battle with the Yorkists at Tewkesbury. The Lancastrians are defeated and Somerset is killed. Queen Margaret is captured by the Yorkists and King Edward IV orders her execution.

Meanwhile, Richard III murders King Henry VI in the Tower of London. Richard then confronts his brother, Edward IV, accusing him of being too lenient towards their enemies. Edward IV banishes Richard to the north of England.

The play ends with Edward IV and his queen celebrating the birth of their son, Prince Edward, and the Yorkist victory in the Wars of the Roses. However, the audience is left with the ominous knowledge that Richard III will eventually become king and bring about his own downfall.

SCENE I. Coventry.

In Scene 1 of Act 5, the Duke of York's sons, Edward and Richard, are celebrating their victory over the Lancastrian army. They discuss their plans for the future and the possibility of becoming kings. Suddenly, Warwick and Montague arrive with news that the Lancastrian army has regrouped and is marching towards them.

The Duke of York arrives and orders his sons to prepare for battle. He is confident that they can defeat the Lancastrians again. However, he is unaware that his ally, the Earl of Warwick, has switched sides and now supports the Lancastrian cause.

The Lancastrian army arrives and the two sides engage in battle. The Duke of York is killed by the Lancastrian soldiers, and his death sends shockwaves through the Yorkist army. Edward and Richard are devastated by their father's death, but they vow to avenge him and continue fighting.

The scene ends with Warwick and Montague pledging their allegiance to the new Lancastrian king, Henry VI. The Yorkist cause seems to be in jeopardy, and it is unclear what the future holds for Edward and Richard.

Enter WARWICK, the Mayor of Coventry, two Messengers, and others upon the walls

Where is the post that came from valiant Oxford?
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How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fellow?
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First Messenger
By this at Dunsmore, marching hitherward.
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How far off is our brother Montague?
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Where is the post that came from Montague?
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Second Messenger
By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop.
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Say, Somerville, what says my loving son?
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And, by thy guess, how nigh is Clarence now?
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At Southam I did leave him with his forces,
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And do expect him here some two hours hence.
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Drum heard

Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his drum.
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It is not his, my lord; here Southam lies:
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The drum your honour hears marcheth from Warwick.
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Who should that be? belike, unlook'd-for friends.
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They are at hand, and you shall quickly know.
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March: flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, and soldiers

Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound a parle.
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See how the surly Warwick mans the wall!
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O unbid spite! is sportful Edward come?
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Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduced,
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That we could hear no news of his repair?
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Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city gates,
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Speak gentle words and humbly bend thy knee,
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Call Edward king and at his hands beg mercy?
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And he shall pardon thee these outrages.
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Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces hence,
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Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee own,
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Call Warwick patron and be penitent?
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And thou shalt still remain the Duke of York.
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I thought, at least, he would have said the king;
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Or did he make the jest against his will?
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Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift?
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Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give:
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I'll do thee service for so good a gift.
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'Twas I that gave the kingdom to thy brother.
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Why then 'tis mine, if but by Warwick's gift.
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Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight:
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And weakling, Warwick takes his gift again;
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And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject.
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But Warwick's king is Edward's prisoner:
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And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this:
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What is the body when the head is off?
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Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast,
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But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten,
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The king was slily finger'd from the deck!
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You left poor Henry at the Bishop's palace,
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And, ten to one, you'll meet him in the Tower.
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'Tis even so; yet you are Warwick still.
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Come, Warwick, take the time; kneel down, kneel down:
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Nay, when? strike now, or else the iron cools.
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I had rather chop this hand off at a blow,
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And with the other fling it at thy face,
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Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee.
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Sail how thou canst, have wind and tide thy friend,
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This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair
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Shall, whiles thy head is warm and new cut off,
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Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood,
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'Wind-changing Warwick now can change no more.'
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Enter OXFORD, with drum and colours

O cheerful colours! see where Oxford comes!
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Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster!
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He and his forces enter the city

The gates are open, let us enter too.
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So other foes may set upon our backs.
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Stand we in good array; for they no doubt
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Will issue out again and bid us battle:
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If not, the city being but of small defence,
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We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same.
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O, welcome, Oxford! for we want thy help.
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Enter MONTAGUE with drum and colours

Montague, Montague, for Lancaster!
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He and his forces enter the city

Thou and thy brother both shall buy this treason
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Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear.
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The harder match'd, the greater victory:
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My mind presageth happy gain and conquest.
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Enter SOMERSET, with drum and colours

Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster!
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He and his forces enter the city

Two of thy name, both Dukes of Somerset,
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Have sold their lives unto the house of York;
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And thou shalt be the third if this sword hold.
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Enter CLARENCE, with drum and colours

And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps along,
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Of force enough to bid his brother battle;
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With whom an upright zeal to right prevails
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More than the nature of a brother's love!
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Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt, if Warwick call.
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Father of Warwick, know you what this means?
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Look here, I throw my infamy at thee
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I will not ruinate my father's house,
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Who gave his blood to lime the stones together,
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And set up Lancaster. Why, trow'st thou, Warwick,
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That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnatural,
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To bend the fatal instruments of war
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Against his brother and his lawful king?
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Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath:
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To keep that oath were more impiety
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Than Jephthah's, when he sacrificed his daughter.
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I am so sorry for my trespass made
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That, to deserve well at my brother's hands,
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I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe,
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With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee--
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As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad--
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To plague thee for thy foul misleading me.
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And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee,
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And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks.
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Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends:
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And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults,
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For I will henceforth be no more unconstant.
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Now welcome more, and ten times more beloved,
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Than if thou never hadst deserved our hate.
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Welcome, good Clarence; this is brotherlike.
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O passing traitor, perjured and unjust!
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What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town and fight?
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Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears?
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Alas, I am not coop'd here for defence!
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I will away towards Barnet presently,
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And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou darest.
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Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and leads the way.
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Lords, to the field; Saint George and victory!
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SCENE II. A field of battle near Barnet.

In Scene 2 of Act 5, a battle is taking place between the York and Lancaster factions. The Duke of York has been killed, but his son Edward is leading the Yorkist army. The Lancastrians are struggling and are outnumbered.

Queen Margaret, the wife of King Henry VI, is leading the Lancastrian army. She is frustrated with her soldiers and their lack of commitment to the cause. She gives a rousing speech to try and inspire them to fight harder.

Edward enters the scene and taunts Margaret, telling her that her husband is a prisoner and she has lost the battle. Margaret challenges him to a one-on-one fight, but Edward refuses and instead orders his men to attack.

The Lancastrians are defeated and many are killed. Margaret is taken prisoner and Edward orders her to be executed. However, his brothers, George and Richard, persuade him to spare her life and keep her as a prisoner.

The scene ends with Edward declaring himself king and promising to restore order to England.

Alarum and excursions. Enter KING EDWARD IV, bringing forth WARWICK wounded

So, lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear;
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For Warwick was a bug that fear'd us all.
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Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee,
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That Warwick's bones may keep thine company.
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Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend or foe,
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And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick?
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Why ask I that? my mangled body shows,
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My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows.
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That I must yield my body to the earth
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And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe.
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Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge,
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Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle,
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Under whose shade the ramping lion slept,
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Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading tree
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And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind.
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These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black veil,
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Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun,
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To search the secret treasons of the world:
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The wrinkles in my brows, now filled with blood,
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Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres;
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For who lived king, but I could dig his grave?
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And who durst mine when Warwick bent his brow?
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Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!
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My parks, my walks, my manors that I had.
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Even now forsake me, and of all my lands
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Is nothing left me but my body's length.
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Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust?
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And, live we how we can, yet die we must.
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Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as we are.
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We might recover all our loss again;
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The queen from France hath brought a puissant power:
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Even now we heard the news: ah, could'st thou fly!
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Why, then I would not fly. Ah, Montague,
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If thou be there, sweet brother, take my hand.
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And with thy lips keep in my soul awhile!
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Thou lovest me not; for, brother, if thou didst,
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Thy tears would wash this cold congealed blood
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That glues my lips and will not let me speak.
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Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead.
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Ah, Warwick! Montague hath breathed his last;
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And to the latest gasp cried out for Warwick,
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And said 'Commend me to my valiant brother.'
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And more he would have said, and more he spoke,
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Which sounded like a clamour in a vault,
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That mought not be distinguished; but at last
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I well might hear, delivered with a groan,
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'O, farewell, Warwick!'
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Sweet rest his soul! Fly, lords, and save yourselves;
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For Warwick bids you all farewell to meet in heaven.
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Away, away, to meet the queen's great power!
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SCENE III. Another part of the field.

Scene 3 of Act 5 of Henry VI, Part 3 takes place in a battlefield where King Edward IV and his army are fighting against the army of King Henry VI and the Duke of Somerset. King Edward IV is confident that he will emerge victorious, but the Duke of Somerset urges his troops to fight on and not give up.

As the battle rages on, King Henry VI is captured by the Yorkists and is brought before King Edward IV. King Edward IV is initially hesitant to kill King Henry VI, but his brothers Clarence and Gloucester convince him that it is necessary to secure his claim to the throne. They stab King Henry VI to death, and King Edward IV orders his body to be taken away and buried with honor.

The scene ends with a conversation between King Edward IV and Warwick, who is now allied with him. They discuss their plans for the future and the possibility of marrying King Edward IV to a French princess to secure an alliance with France. King Edward IV agrees to the plan and the two men depart, leaving the battlefield behind them.

Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV in triumph; with GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest

Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course,
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And we are graced with wreaths of victory.
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But, in the midst of this bright-shining day,
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I spy a black, suspicious, threatening cloud,
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That will encounter with our glorious sun,
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Ere he attain his easeful western bed:
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I mean, my lords, those powers that the queen
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Hath raised in Gallia have arrived our coast
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And, as we hear, march on to fight with us.
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A little gale will soon disperse that cloud
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And blow it to the source from whence it came:
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The very beams will dry those vapours up,
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For every cloud engenders not a storm.
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The queen is valued thirty thousand strong,
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And Somerset, with Oxford fled to her:
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If she have time to breathe be well assured
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Her faction will be full as strong as ours.
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We are advertised by our loving friends
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That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury:
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We, having now the best at Barnet field,
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Will thither straight, for willingness rids way;
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And, as we march, our strength will be augmented
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In every county as we go along.
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Strike up the drum; cry 'Courage!' and away.
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SCENE IV. Plains near Tewksbury.

Scene 4 of Act 5 of Henry VI, Part 3 features the death of King Henry VI. The scene takes place in the Tower of London where King Edward IV has ordered his men to kill King Henry VI. The scene begins with King Henry VI praying for peace and expressing his sorrow for the war that has caused so much bloodshed and destruction.

As King Henry VI continues to pray, two of King Edward IV’s men enter the room and prepare to kill him. King Henry VI is initially unaware of their presence, but when he turns around and sees them he does not resist. He tells them to do what they came to do and he accepts his fate.

One of the men kills King Henry VI with a sword and the other man comments on how easy it was to kill him. However, the man who actually killed the king feels guilty and remorseful. He tells his companion that he wishes he could undo what he has done and that he feels like he has committed a great sin.

The scene ends with the two men leaving the room and King Henry VI’s body lying on the ground. The death of King Henry VI marks the end of the War of the Roses and the beginning of King Edward IV’s reign.


Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss,
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But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
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What though the mast be now blown overboard,
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The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost,
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And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood?
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Yet lives our pilot still. Is't meet that he
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Should leave the helm and like a fearful lad
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With tearful eyes add water to the sea
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And give more strength to that which hath too much,
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Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the rock,
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Which industry and courage might have saved?
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Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this!
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Say Warwick was our anchor; what of that?
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And Montague our topmost; what of him?
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Our slaughter'd friends the tackles; what of these?
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Why, is not Oxford here another anchor?
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And Somerset another goodly mast?
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The friends of France our shrouds and tacklings?
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And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I
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For once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge?
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We will not from the helm to sit and weep,
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But keep our course, though the rough wind say no,
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From shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck.
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As good to chide the waves as speak them fair.
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And what is Edward but ruthless sea?
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What Clarence but a quicksand of deceit?
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And Richard but a ragged fatal rock?
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All these the enemies to our poor bark.
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Say you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while!
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Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly sink:
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Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off,
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Or else you famish; that's a threefold death.
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This speak I, lords, to let you understand,
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If case some one of you would fly from us,
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That there's no hoped-for mercy with the brothers
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More than with ruthless waves, with sands and rocks.
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Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided
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'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear.
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Methinks a woman of this valiant spirit
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Should, if a coward heard her speak these words,
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Infuse his breast with magnanimity
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And make him, naked, foil a man at arms.
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I speak not this as doubting any here
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For did I but suspect a fearful man
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He should have leave to go away betimes,
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Lest in our need he might infect another
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And make him of like spirit to himself.
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If any such be here--as God forbid!--
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Let him depart before we need his help.
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Women and children of so high a courage,
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And warriors faint! why, 'twere perpetual shame.
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O brave young prince! thy famous grandfather
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Doth live again in thee: long mayst thou live
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To bear his image and renew his glories!
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And he that will not fight for such a hope.
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Go home to bed, and like the owl by day,
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If he arise, be mock'd and wonder'd at.
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Thanks, gentle Somerset; sweet Oxford, thanks.
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And take his thanks that yet hath nothing else.
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Enter a Messenger

Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at hand.
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Ready to fight; therefore be resolute.
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I thought no less: it is his policy
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To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided.
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But he's deceived; we are in readiness.
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This cheers my heart, to see your forwardness.
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Here pitch our battle; hence we will not budge.
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Flourish and march. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and soldiers

Brave followers, yonder stands the thorny wood,
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Which, by the heavens' assistance and your strength,
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Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night.
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I need not add more fuel to your fire,
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For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out
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Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords!
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Lords, knights, and gentlemen, what I should say
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My tears gainsay; for every word I speak,
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Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes.
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Therefore, no more but this: Henry, your sovereign,
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Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd,
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His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain,
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His statutes cancell'd and his treasure spent;
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And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil.
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You fight in justice: then, in God's name, lords,
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Be valiant and give signal to the fight.
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SCENE V. Another part of the field.

Scene 5 of Act 5 is a tense and dramatic moment in the play. It takes place on the battlefield, where the armies of the Yorkists and Lancastrians are engaged in a brutal fight. The Yorkists, led by Edward, are gaining the upper hand, and the Lancastrians, led by Queen Margaret, are struggling to hold their ground.

In the midst of the chaos, the Lancastrian soldier Clifford catches sight of his father's dead body on the ground. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, he vows to avenge his father's death by killing Edward. He charges towards Edward, but is quickly surrounded by Yorkist soldiers.

Edward himself enters the fray, and a fierce battle ensues between him and Clifford. Despite being an older man, Clifford proves to be a formidable opponent, and the two men fight fiercely. Eventually, Edward manages to gain the upper hand and kills Clifford.

The death of Clifford sends shockwaves through the Lancastrian army, and Queen Margaret is devastated by the loss. She is left to contemplate the futility of the war and the tragic consequences of her actions.

Overall, Scene 5 of Act 5 is a gripping and emotional moment in the play, capturing the brutal reality of war and the devastating impact it can have on individuals and families. It also highlights the themes of revenge and the cyclical nature of violence, as the characters are caught up in a never-ending cycle of violence and retribution.

Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and soldiers; with QUEEN MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, prisoners

Now here a period of tumultuous broils.
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Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight:
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For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
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Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak.
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For my part, I'll not trouble thee with words.
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Nor I, but stoop with patience to my fortune.
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Exeunt Oxford and Somerset, guarded

So part we sadly in this troublous world,
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To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.
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Is proclamation made, that who finds Edward
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Shall have a high reward, and he his life?
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It is: and lo, where youthful Edward comes!
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Enter soldiers, with PRINCE EDWARD

Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him speak.
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What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
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Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make
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For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,
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And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?
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Speak like a subject, proud ambitious York!
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Suppose that I am now my father's mouth;
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Resign thy chair, and where I stand kneel thou,
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Whilst I propose the selfsame words to thee,
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Which traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to.
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Ah, that thy father had been so resolved!
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That you might still have worn the petticoat,
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And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster.
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Let AEsop fable in a winter's night;
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His currish riddles sort not with this place.
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By heaven, brat, I'll plague ye for that word.
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Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to men.
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For God's sake, take away this captive scold.
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Nay, take away this scolding crookback rather.
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Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your tongue.
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Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert.
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I know my duty; you are all undutiful:
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Lascivious Edward, and thou perjured George,
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And thou mis-shapen Dick, I tell ye all
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I am your better, traitors as ye are:
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And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine.
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Take that, thou likeness of this railer here.
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Stabs him

Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony.
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Stabs him

And there's for twitting me with perjury.
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Stabs him

O, kill me too!
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Marry, and shall.
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Offers to kill her

Hold, Richard, hold; for we have done too much.
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Why should she live, to fill the world with words?
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What, doth she swoon? use means for her recovery.
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Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother;
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I'll hence to London on a serious matter:
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Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news.
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What? what?
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The Tower, the Tower.
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O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy mother, boy!
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Canst thou not speak? O traitors! murderers!
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They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at all,
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Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame,
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If this foul deed were by to equal it:
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He was a man; this, in respect, a child:
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And men ne'er spend their fury on a child.
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What's worse than murderer, that I may name it?
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No, no, my heart will burst, and if I speak:
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And I will speak, that so my heart may burst.
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Butchers and villains! bloody cannibals!
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How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd!
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You have no children, butchers! if you had,
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The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse:
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But if you ever chance to have a child,
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Look in his youth to have him so cut off
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As, deathmen, you have rid this sweet young prince!
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Away with her; go, bear her hence perforce.
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Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch me here,
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Here sheathe thy sword, I'll pardon thee my death:
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What, wilt thou not? then, Clarence, do it thou.
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By heaven, I will not do thee so much ease.
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Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence, do thou do it.
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Didst thou not hear me swear I would not do it?
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Ay, but thou usest to forswear thyself:
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'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity.
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What, wilt thou not? Where is that devil's butcher,
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Hard-favour'd Richard? Richard, where art thou?
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Thou art not here: murder is thy alms-deed;
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Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back.
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Away, I say; I charge ye, bear her hence.
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So come to you and yours, as to this Prince!
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Exit, led out forcibly

Where's Richard gone?
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To London, all in post; and, as I guess,
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To make a bloody supper in the Tower.
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He's sudden, if a thing comes in his head.
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Now march we hence: discharge the common sort
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With pay and thanks, and let's away to London
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And see our gentle queen how well she fares:
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By this, I hope, she hath a son for me.
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SCENE VI. London. The Tower.

Scene 6 of Act 5 of Henry VI, Part 3 is a scene set on the battlefield where the Yorkists and the Lancastrians are fighting. The Duke of York has been killed and his son, the future King Edward IV, is leading the Yorkist army. The Lancastrians are led by Queen Margaret and her son, Prince Edward.

The battle is fierce and both sides are losing men. Prince Edward and his tutor, Exeter, are separated from the rest of the Lancastrian army and are surrounded by Yorkist soldiers. Exeter is killed and Prince Edward is taken prisoner by the Yorkists.

Meanwhile, Queen Margaret is fighting bravely but is eventually captured by the Yorkists. She is brought before Edward IV, who taunts her and blames her for the deaths of his father and brother. Margaret responds with anger and defiance, and Edward orders her to be taken away and beheaded.

The scene ends with Edward IV and his soldiers celebrating their victory. The Yorkists have won the battle and the war seems to be over. However, the seeds of the next conflict are already being sown, as the Earl of Warwick, who has fought for the Yorkists, is beginning to feel disillusioned with Edward's leadership and is considering switching sides.

Enter KING HENRY VI and GLOUCESTER, with the Lieutenant, on the walls

Good day, my lord. What, at your book so hard?
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Ay, my good lord:--my lord, I should say rather;
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'Tis sin to flatter; 'good' was little better:
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'Good Gloucester' and 'good devil' were alike,
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And both preposterous; therefore, not 'good lord.'
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Sirrah, leave us to ourselves: we must confer.
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Exit Lieutenant

So flies the reckless shepherd from the wolf;
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So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece
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And next his throat unto the butcher's knife.
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What scene of death hath Roscius now to act?
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Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind;
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The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
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The bird that hath been limed in a bush,
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With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush;
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And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird,
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Have now the fatal object in my eye
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Where my poor young was limed, was caught and kill'd.
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Why, what a peevish fool was that of Crete,
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That taught his son the office of a fowl!
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An yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd.
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I, Daedalus; my poor boy, Icarus;
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Thy father, Minos, that denied our course;
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The sun that sear'd the wings of my sweet boy
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Thy brother Edward, and thyself the sea
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Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life.
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Ah, kill me with thy weapon, not with words!
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My breast can better brook thy dagger's point
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Than can my ears that tragic history.
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But wherefore dost thou come? is't for my life?
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Think'st thou I am an executioner?
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A persecutor, I am sure, thou art:
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If murdering innocents be executing,
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Why, then thou art an executioner.
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Thy son I kill'd for his presumption.
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Hadst thou been kill'd when first thou didst presume,
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Thou hadst not lived to kill a son of mine.
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And thus I prophesy, that many a thousand,
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Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear,
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And many an old man's sigh and many a widow's,
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And many an orphan's water-standing eye--
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Men for their sons, wives for their husbands,
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And orphans for their parents timeless death--
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Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born.
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The owl shriek'd at thy birth,--an evil sign;
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The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time;
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Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempest shook down trees;
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The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top,
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And chattering pies in dismal discords sung.
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Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain,
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And, yet brought forth less than a mother's hope,
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To wit, an indigested and deformed lump,
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Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree.
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Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born,
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To signify thou camest to bite the world:
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And, if the rest be true which I have heard,
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Thou camest--
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I'll hear no more: die, prophet in thy speech:
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For this amongst the rest, was I ordain'd.
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Ay, and for much more slaughter after this.
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God forgive my sins, and pardon thee!
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What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster
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Sink in the ground? I thought it would have mounted.
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See how my sword weeps for the poor king's death!
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O, may such purple tears be alway shed
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From those that wish the downfall of our house!
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If any spark of life be yet remaining,
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Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thither:
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I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear.
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Indeed, 'tis true that Henry told me of;
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For I have often heard my mother say
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I came into the world with my legs forward:
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Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste,
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And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right?
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The midwife wonder'd and the women cried
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'O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!'
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And so I was; which plainly signified
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That I should snarl and bite and play the dog.
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Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so,
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Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it.
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I have no brother, I am like no brother;
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And this word 'love,' which graybeards call divine,
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Be resident in men like one another
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And not in me: I am myself alone.
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Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light:
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But I will sort a pitchy day for thee;
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For I will buz abroad such prophecies
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That Edward shall be fearful of his life,
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And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death.
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King Henry and the prince his son are gone:
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Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest,
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Counting myself but bad till I be best.
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I'll throw thy body in another room
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And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom.
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SCENE VII. London. The palace.

In Scene 7 of Act 5, two armies face each other in a field. The Yorkist army is led by King Edward IV, while the Lancastrian army is led by Queen Margaret. The two sides engage in battle, with both suffering losses.

The Yorkists gain the upper hand, and Queen Margaret is captured. King Edward orders her to be executed, but his younger brother, Richard, objects and suggests sending her to a convent instead. However, King Edward insists that she must die.

As Margaret is led away to be executed, she delivers a powerful speech, cursing the Yorkist leaders and prophesying their downfall. She also laments the loss of her husband and son, who were killed in earlier battles.

After Margaret is executed, King Edward orders his soldiers to cut off her head and mount it on the city walls as a warning to anyone who would dare to oppose him. The play ends with King Edward and his allies celebrating their victory and consolidating their power.

Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, QUEEN ELIZABETH, CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a Nurse with the young Prince, and Attendants

Once more we sit in England's royal throne,
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Re-purchased with the blood of enemies.
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What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn,
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Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their pride!
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Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd
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For hardy and undoubted champions;
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Two Cliffords, as the father and the son,
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And two Northumberlands; two braver men
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Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound;
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With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague,
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That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion
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And made the forest tremble when they roar'd.
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Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat
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And made our footstool of security.
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Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy.
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Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself
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Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night,
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Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat,
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That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace;
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And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain.
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(Aside) I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid;
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For yet I am not look'd on in the world.
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This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave;
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And heave it shall some weight, or break my back:
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Work thou the way,--and thou shalt execute.
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Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen;
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And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both.
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The duty that I owe unto your majesty
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I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe.
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Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks.
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And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st,
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Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit.
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(Aside) To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master,
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And cried 'all hail!' when as he meant all harm.
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Now am I seated as my soul delights,
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Having my country's peace and brothers' loves.
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What will your grace have done with Margaret?
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Reignier, her father, to the king of France
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Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem,
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And hither have they sent it for her ransom.
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Away with her, and waft her hence to France.
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And now what rests but that we spend the time
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With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows,
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Such as befits the pleasure of the court?
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Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy!
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For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.
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