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KING HENRY THE SIXTH.
on King Henry's side.
King Edward the Fourth,
of the Duke of York's party.
SIR JOHN MORTIMER, Uncles to the Duke of York.
HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a Youth.
rest of the Play, in England.
THE THIRD PART OF KING HENRY THE SIXTH
SCENE I.-London. The Parliament House.
Drums. Some Soldiers of York's party break in.
Then enter the Duke of York, EDWARD, RICHARD,
York. While we pursu'd the horsemen of the north,
Edw. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham, Is either slain or wounded dangerously ; I cleft his beaver with a downright blow : That this is true, father, behold his blood.
Showing his bloody sword. Mont. To YORK, showing his. And, brother, here's
the Earl of Wiltshire's blood, Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. Rich. Speak thou for me, and tell them what I did.
Throwing down the Duke of SOMERSET's head. York. Richard hath best deserv'd of all my sons. But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset ? Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of
War. And so do I. Victorious Prince of York,
York. Assist me then, sweet Warwick, and I will ; For hither we have broken in by force.
Norf. We'll all assist you ; he that flies shall die. York. Thanks, gentle Norfolk. Stay by me, my
lords; And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this night. War. And when the king comes, offer him no
violence, Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce.
The Soldiers retire. York. The queen this day here holds her parliament, But liitle thinks we shall be of her council : By words or blows here let us win our right.
Rich. Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house.
War. The bloody parliament shall this be call’d, Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king, And bashful Henry depos’d, whose cowardice Hath made us by-words to our enemies.
York. Then leave me not, my lords ; be resolute ; I mean to take possession of my right.
War. Neither the king, nor he that loves him best, The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, Dares stir a wing if Warwick shake his bells. I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dares.
Resolve thee, Richard : claim the English crown. WARWICK leads York to the throne, who
seats himself. Flourish. Enter King HENRY, CLIFFORD, NORTH
UMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, Exeter, and Others, with red roses in their hats.
K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits, Even in the chair of state ! belike he means, Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer, To aspire unto the crown and reign as king. Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father, And thine, Lord Clifford; and you both have vow'd
revenge On him, his sons, his favourites, and his friends.
North. If I be not, heavens be reveng'd on me ! Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel. West. What! shall we suffer this ? let 's pluck him
down : My heart for anger burns ; I cannot brook it.
K. Hen. Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland.
Clif. Patience is for poltroons, such as he :
North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin : be it so.
K. Hen. Ah ! know you not the city favours them, And they have troops of soldiers at their beck ?
Exe. But when the duke is slain they 'll quickly fly.
They advance to the Duke. Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,