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THE THIRD PART OF

KING HENRY THE SIXTH

ACT I.

SCENE I. London.

The Parliament-house.

Alarum. Enter the DUKE OF YORK, EDWARD,

RICHARD, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK,

and Soldiers. War. I wonder how the king escaped our

hands.
York. While we pursued the horsemen of the

north,
He slily stole away and left his men:
Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland,
Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,
Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford, all abreast,
Charged our main battle's front, and breaking in

Sc. 1. The Parliament-house. death diverges from that given The events of this scene, here in the Second Part, v. 2. 13-28. supposed to immediately follow The last named is from the battle of St. Alban's, really Contention, the present (historioccurred five years later (1460). cal) one from the True Tragedy. 7-9. This account of Clifford's L.

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Were by the swords of common soldiers slain.
Edw. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buck-

ingham,
Is either slain or wounded dangerous;
I cleft his beaver with a downright blow :
That this is true, father, behold his blood.
Mont. And, brother, here's the Earl of Wilt-

shire'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 deserved of all my sons. But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset ? Norf. Such hope have all the line of John of

Gaunt !
Rich. Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's

head.
War. And so do I. Victorious Prince of York,
Before I see thee seated in that throne
Which now the house of Lancaster usurps,
I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close.
This is the palace of the fearful king,
And this the regal seat : possess it, York;
For this is thine and not King Henry's heirs'.

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

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will;

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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.

[They go up.

II.

15. battles, battalions.

dangerous; so the Ff. Theobald altered to 'dangerously' without necessity.

25. fearful, frightened.

War. And when the king comes, offer him no

violence,
Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce.
York. The queen this day here holds her

parliament,
But little 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 callid,
Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king,
And bashful Henry deposed, 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.

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Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLIFFORD,

NORTHUMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, EXE-
TER, and the rest.

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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,

46. he, man.

small bells were attached to the ib. holds up, upholds.

falcon's legs, immediately above 47. An image from falconry; the jesses.

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 revenged 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 West

moreland.
Clif. Patience is for poltroons, such as he :
He durst not sit there, had your father lived.
My gracious lord, here in the parliament
Let us assail the family of York.

North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin : be

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it so.

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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. K. Hen. Far be the thought of this from

Henry's heart,
To make a shambles of the parliament-house !
Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats
Shall be the war that Henry means to use.
Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne,
And kneel for grace and mercy at my feet;
I am thy sovereign.
York.

I am thine.
Exe. For shame, come down : he made thee

Duke of York.
York. 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom

was.

62. Patience (trisyllabic).

78. the earldom, of March.

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Exe. Thy father was a traitor to the crown.

War. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown
In following this usurping Henry.
Clif. Whom should he follow but his natural

king ? War. True, Clifford ; and that's Richard

Duke of York.
K. Hen. And shall I stand, and thou sit in

my throne ?
York. It must and shall be so: content thyself.
War. Be Duke of Lancaster ; let him be king.

West. He is both king and Duke of Lancaster; And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall main

tain. War. And Warwick shall disprove it. You

forget That we are those which chased you from the field go 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, Thy kinsmen and thy friends, I'll have more lives Than drops of blood were in my father's veins. Clif. Urge it no more ; lest that, instead of

words, I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger As shall revenge his death before I stir. War. Poor Clifford ! how I scorn his worth

less threats! York. Will you we show our title to the

crown ? If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. K. Hen. What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown?

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