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And kneel for
at my feet;
I am thine.
War. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown
Clif. Whom should he follow but his natural king?
West. He is both king and Duke of Lancaster ; And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain. War. And Warwick shall disprove it.
You forget That we are those which chas'd you from the field And slew your fathers, and with colours spread March'd through the city to the palace gates.
North. Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief; And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it.
West. Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons,
Clif. Urge it no more ; lest that instead of words
K. Hen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown ? Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York;
Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, Earl of March.
War. Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all.
K. Hen. The lord protector lost it, and not I: When I was crown'd I was but nine months old.
Rich. You are old enough now, and yet, methinks,
Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head.
Edw. Sweet father, do so; set it on your head. Mont. To YORK. Good brother, as thou lov'st and
honour'st arms, Let's fight it out and not stand cavilling thus. Rich. Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will
fly. York. Sons, peace ! K. Hen. Peace thou ! and give King Henry leave
to speak. War. Plantagenet shall speak first: hear him, lords; And be you silent and attentive too, For he that interrupts him shall not live. K. Hen. Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly
War. Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king.
York. 'Twas by rebellion against his king.
Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir ?
York. What then?
K. Hen. An if he may, then am I lawful king ;
York. He rose against him, being his sovereign,
War. Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd, Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown?
Exe. No; for he could not so resign his crown
K. Hen. Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter ?
North. Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st,
War. Depos'd he shall be in despite of all.
Clif. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong,
War. Do right unto this princely Duke of York,
Write up his title with usurping blood.
show themselves. K. Hen. My Lord of Warwick, hear me but one
word : Let me for this my life-time reign as king.
York. Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs, And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou liv'st.
K. Hen. I am content: Richard Plantagenet,
Clif. What wrong is this unto the prince your son !
West. Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king, In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides.
North. Be thou a prey unto the house of York, And die in bands for this unmanly deed !
Clif. In dreadful war may'st thou be overcome, Or live in peace abandon'd and despis'd ! Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND, CLIFFORD, and
WESTMORELAND. War. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not. Exe. They seek revenge and therefore will not yield. K. Hen. Ah! Exeter. War.
Why should you sigh, my lord ? K. Hen. Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but my son, Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. But be it as it may; I here entail The crown to thee and to thine heirs for ever; Conditionally, that here thou take an oath To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, To honour me as thy king and sovereign;
And neither by treason nor hostility
Coming from the throne.
brace him. K. Hen. And long live thou and these thy forward
sons ! York. Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd. Exe. Accurs'd be he that seeks to make them foes !
Sennet. The Lords come forward. York. Farewell, my gracious lord : I'll to my castle. War. And I 'll keep London with my soldiers. Norf. And I to Norfolk with
followers. Mont. And I unto the sea from whence I came.
Exeunt York and his Sons, WARWICK, NOR
FOLK, MONTAGUE, Soldiers, and Attendants. K. Hen. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court. Enter Queen MARGARET and the Prince of WALES. Exe. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray
her anger : I'll steal away.
K. Hen. Exeter, so will I.
Q. Mar. Who can be patient in such extremes ?