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. north, 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. 10 Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. ingham, shire's blood, 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 ! head. York. Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and I 20 will; 30 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, parliament, house. resolute; best, 40 Flourish. Enter KING HENRY, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, EXE- 50 K. Hen. My lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits, 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. North. Well hast thou spoken, cousin : be 60 it so. 70 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, I am thine. Duke of York. was. 62. Patience (trisyllabic). 78. the earldom, of March. 80 Exe. Thy father was a traitor to the crown. War. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown king ? War. True, Clifford ; and that's Richard Duke of York. my throne ? 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? 100 |