K. HEN. Peace thou! and give king Henry leave to speak. [lords, WAR. Plantagenet shall speak first: hear him, 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 throne, Wherein my grandsire and my father sat? My title's good, and better far than his. WAR. Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king. K. HEN. Henry the fourth by conquest got the crown. YORK. 'Twas by rebellion against his king. K. HEN. [Aside.] I know not what to say; my title's weak. Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir? YORK. What then? K. HEN. An if he may, then am I lawful king: For Richard, in the view of many lords, Resign'd the crown to Henry the fourth, Whose heir my father was, and I am his. YORK. He rose against him, being his sovereign, And made him to resign his crown perforce. a Thy father-] In the folio 1623, "My father," &c., corrected from "The True Tragedy." 403 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, But that the next heir should succeed and reign. K. HEN. Art thou against us, duke of Exeter? EXE. His is the right, and therefore pardon me. YORK. Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not? EXE. My conscience tells me, he is lawful king. K. HEN. [Aside.] All will revolt from me and turn to him. NORTH. Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st, Think not that Henry shall be so depos'd. WAR. Depos'd he shall be, in despite of all. NORTH. Thou art deceiv'd: 'tis not thy southern power Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent,-Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud,— Can set the duke up in despite of me. CLIF. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong, Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence: May that ground gape and swallow me alive, Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! K. HEN. O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart! YORK. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown:-What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords? WAR. Do right unto this princely duke of Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. But, be it as it may :-I here entail The crown to thee, and to thine heirs for ever; (1) 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, To seek to put me down, and reign thyself. YORK. This oath I willingly take, and will perform. [Coming from the throne. WAR. Long live king Henry!-Plantagenet, embrace hin. [ward sons! K. HEN. And long live thou, and these thy forYORK. 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 my 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. EXE. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger: I'll steal away. K. HEN. Or felt that pain which I did for him once, Rather than have made that savage duke thine heir, PRINCE. Father, you cannot disinherit me: If you be king, why should not I succeed? K. HEN. Pardon me, Margaret ;-pardon me, sweet son ;— The earl of Warwick and the duke enforc'd me. I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch! The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours K. HEN. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak. Q. MAR. Thou hast spoke too much already; get thee gone. K. HEN. Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me? Q. MAR. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies. PRINCE. When I return with victory from the Reveng'd may she be on that hateful duke, SCENE II-A Room in Sandal Castle, near Wakefield, in Yorkshire. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and MONTAGUE. RICH. Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave. EDW. No, I can better play the orator. Enter YORK. YORK. Why, how now, sons and brother! at a strife? What is your quarrel? how began it first? EDW. No quarrel, but a slight contention. RICH. About that which concerns your grace The crown of England, father, which is yours. YORK. Mine, boy? not till king Henry be dead. RICH. Your right depends not on his life or death. EDW. Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it now : By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe, It will outrun you, father, in the end. YORK. I took an oath, that he should quietly EDW. But, for a kingdom, any oath may be I'd break a thousand oaths to reign one year. RICH. No; God forbid your grace should be forsworn. YORK. I shall be, if I claim by open war. RICH. I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak. YORK. Thou canst not, son; it is impossible. Before a true and lawful magistrate, C a Will cost my crown,-] Warburton suggested coast for cost. To coast means to keep alongside but in that sense it seems as little applicable to the context as the word it would displace. b Tire on the flesh of me, &c.] To tire is to peck as birds do; and generally implies to tear and rend the food. Steevens quotes an apt example of the word used in this sense from Decker's" Match Me in London," 1631: the vulture tires Upon the eagle's heart." Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous. Brother, thou shalt to London presently, Nor Enter a Messenger.a But, stay; what news? Why com'st thou in such post? [and lords, MESS. The queen with all the northern earls Intend here to besiege you in your castle : She is hard by with twenty thousand men ; And therefore fortify your hold, my lord. YORK. Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou that we fear them?Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me ;My brother Montague shall post to London : Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest, Whom we have left protectors of the king, With powerful policy strengthen themselves, And trust not simple Henry nor his oaths. MONT. Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear it not: And thus most humbly I do take my leave. [Exit. Enter Sir JOHN and Sir HUGH MORTIMER. YORK. Sir John, and sir Hugh Mortimer, mine uncles! You are come to Sandal in a happy hour; The army of the queen mean to besiege us. SIR JOHN. She shall not need, we'll meet her in the field. YORK. What, with five thousand men ? Enter CLIFFORD and Soldiers. CLIF. Chaplain, away! thy priesthood saves As for the brat of this accursed duke, TUTOR. And I, my lord, will bear him company. [Eart, forced off by Soldiers. CLIF. How now! is he dead already? or, is it fear That makes him close his eyes ?-I'll open them. RUT. So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch That trembles under his devouring paws : And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey; And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder.Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword, And not with such a cruel threat'ning look! Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die!I am too mean a subject for thy wrath; Be thou reveng'd on men, and let me live. CLIF. In vain thou speak'st, poor boy; my father's blood Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter. RUT. Then let my father's blood open it again; He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him. CLIF. Had I thy brethren here, their lives and thine Were not revenge sufficient for me; No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves, Is as a fury to torment my soul; [Lifting his hand. RUT. O, let me pray before I take my death!To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me! CLIF. Such pity as my rapier's point affords. RUT. I never did thee harm; why wilt thou slay me? CLIF. Thy father hath. RUT. But 'twas ere I was born. Ah, let me live in prison all my days, Thy father slew my father; therefore, die.(3) CLIF. Plantagenet! I come, Plantagenet! And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood, Congeal'd with this, do make me wipe off both. [Exit. SCENE IV.-Another part of the Plains. Alarum. Enter YORK. YORK. The army of the queen hath got the field: My uncles both are slain in rescuing me ; a Di faciant, &c.] This line, from Ovid's "Epist. Phillis ad. Demophoon," is quoted also by Nash in his "Have With You to Saffron Walden, or Gabriel Harvey's Hunt Is Up," &c., 1596. 6 Bodg'd-] This is usually explained to be a misprint for Three times did Richard make a lane to me, And cried,-A crown, or else a glorious tomb! Enter QUEEN MARGARET, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND, and Soldiers. Come, bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland. I dare your quenchless fury to more rage; NORTH. Yield to our mercy, proud Plantagenet. YORK. My ashes, as the phoenix, may bring forth A bird that will revenge upon you all : So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons ; YORK. O, Clifford, but bethink thee once again, And in thy thought o'er-run my former time; And, if thou canst for blushing, view this face, And bite thy tongue, that slanders him with cowardice, Whose frown hath made thee faint and fly ere this! CLIF. I will not bandy with thee word for word, But buckle with thee blows, twice two for one. [Draws. budged, or botched; but body'd is the genuine word, and means bungled. Thus in Florio's "Worlde of Wordes," 1598, Sbozzi is translated "bodges, or bunger-like workes." c Buckle-] So "The True Tragedy:" the folios have “buckler." |