WARWICK. Depos'd he shall be, in
despite of all.
NORTHUMBERLAND. 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.
CLIFFORD. 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!
KING HENRY. O Clifford, how thy words
revive my heart!
YORK. Henry of Lancaster,
resign thy crown.
What
mutter you, or what
conspire you, lords?
WARWICK. Do right unto this
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princely Duke of York;
Or I will fill the house with armed men,
And over the chair of state, where now he sits,
Write up his title with usurping blood.
[He stamps with his foot and the
soldiers show themselves]
KING HENRY. My Lord of Warwick, hear 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.
KING HENRY. I am content. Richard Plantagenet,
Enjoy the kingdom after my decease.
CLIFFORD. What wrong is this unto the Prince your son!
WARWICK. What good is this to England and himself!
WESTMORELAND. Base,
fearful, and
despairing Henry!
CLIFFORD. How hast thou injur'd both thyself and or us!
WESTMORELAND. I cannot stay to hear these articles.
NORTHUMBERLAND. Nor I.
CLIFFORD. Come, cousin, let us tell the Queen these news.
WESTMORELAND. Farewell, faint-hearted and
degenerate king,
In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides.
NORTHUMBERLAND. Be thou a prey unto the house of York
And die in bands for this unmanly deed!
CLIFFORD. In
dreadful war mayst thou be overcome,
Or live in peace abandon'd and despis'd!
Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND, CLIFFORD,
and WESTMORELAND
WARWICK. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not.
EXETER. They seek
revenge, and
therefore will not yield.
KING HENRY. Ah, Exeter!
WARWICK. Why should you sigh, my lord?
KING HENRY. Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but my son,
Whom I
unnaturally shall disinherit.
But be it as it may. [To YORK] I here
entailThe 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
To seek to put me down and reign thyself.
YORK. This oath I
willingly take, and will perform.
[Coming from the throne]
WARWICK. Long live King Henry! Plantagenet,
embrace him.
KING HENRY. And long live thou, and these thy forward sons!
YORK. Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd.
EXETER. Accurs'd be he that seeks to make them foes!
[Sennet. Here they come down]
YORK. Farewell, my
gracious lord; I'll to my castle.
WARWICK. And I'll keep London with my soldiers.
NORFOLK. And I to Norfolk with my followers.
MONTAGUE. And I unto the sea, from
whence I came.
Exeunt the YORKISTS
KING HENRY. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court.
Enter QUEEN MARGARET and the PRINCE OF WALES
EXETER. Here comes the Queen, whose looks bewray her anger.
I'll steal away.
KING HENRY. Exeter, so will I.
QUEEN MARGARET. Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee.
KING HENRY. Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay.
QUEEN MARGARET. Who can be patient in such extremes?
Ah,
wretched man! Would I had died a maid,
And never seen thee, never borne thee son,
Seeing thou hast prov'd so
unnatural a father!
Hath he deserv'd to lose his
birthright thus?
Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I,
Or felt that pain which I did for him once,
Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood,
Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there
Rather than have made that
savage duke thine heir,
And disinherited thine only son.
PRINCE OF WALES. Father, you cannot disinherit me.
If you be King, why should not I succeed?
KING HENRY. Pardon me, Margaret;
pardon me, sweet son.
The Earl of Warwick and the Duke enforc'd me.
QUEEN MARGARET. Enforc'd thee! Art thou King and wilt be
forc'd?
I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch!
Thou hast
undone thyself, thy son, and me;
And giv'n unto the house of York such head
As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance.
To
entail him and his heirs unto the crown,
What is it but to make thy sepulchre
And creep into it far before thy time?
Warwick is Chancellor and the lord of Calais;
Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas;
The Duke is made Protector of the realm;
And yet shalt thou be safe? Such safety finds
The trembling lamb environed with wolves.
Had I been there, which am a silly woman,
The soldiers should have toss'd me on their pikes
Before I would have granted to that act.
But thou prefer'st thy life before thine honour;
And
seeing thou dost, I here
divorce myself,
Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed,
Until that act of
parliament be repeal'd
Whereby my son is disinherited.
The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours
Will follow mine, if once they see them spread;
And spread they shall be, to thy foul disgrace
And utter ruin of the house of York.
Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away;
Our army is ready; come, we'll after them.
KING HENRY. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak.
QUEEN MARGARET. Thou hast spoke too much already; get thee gone.
KING HENRY. Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me?
QUEEN MARGARET. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies.
PRINCE OF WALES. When I return with
victory from the field
I'll see your Grace; till then I'll follow her.
QUEEN MARGARET. Come, son, away; we may not
linger thus.
Exeunt QUEEN MARGARET and the PRINCE
KING HENRY. Poor queen! How love to me and to her son
Hath made her break out into terms of rage!
Reveng'd may she be on that
hateful Duke,
Whose
haughty spirit,
winged with desire,
Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle
Tire on the flesh of me and of my son!
The loss of those three lords torments my heart.
I'll write unto them, and
entreat them fair;
Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger.
EXETER. And I, I hope, shall
reconcile them all. Exeunt
SCENE II.
Sandal Castle, near Wakefield, in Yorkshire
Flourish. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and MONTAGUE
RICHARD. Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave.
EDWARD. No, I can better play the orator.
MONTAGUE. But I have reasons strong and forcible.
Enter the DUKE OF YORK
YORK. Why, how now, sons and brother! at a strife?
What is your quarrel? How began it first?
EDWARD. No quarrel, but a slight contention.
YORK. About what?
RICHARD. About that which concerns your Grace and us-
The crown of England, father, which is yours.
YORK. Mine, boy? Not till King Henry be dead.
RICHARD. Your right depends not on his life or death.
EDWARD. 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 reign.
EDWARD. But for a kingdom any oath may be broken:
I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year.
RICHARD. No; God
forbid your Grace should be forsworn.
YORK. I shall be, if I claim by open war.
RICHARD. I'll prove the
contrary, if you'll hear me speak.
YORK. Thou canst not, son; it is impossible.
RICHARD. An oath is of no moment, being not took
Before a true and
lawful magistrate
That hath authority over him that swears.
Henry had none, but did usurp the place;
Then,
seeing 'twas he that made you to depose,
Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous.
Therefore, to arms. And, father, do but think
How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown,
Within whose
circuit is Elysium
And all that poets feign of bliss and joy.
Why do we
linger thus? I cannot rest
Until the white rose that I wear be dy'd
Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart.
YORK. Richard, enough; I will be King, or die.
Brother, thou shalt to London presently
And whet on Warwick to this enterprise.
Thou, Richard, shalt to the Duke of Norfolk
And tell him privily of our intent.
You, Edward, shall unto my Lord Cobham,
With whom the Kentishmen will
willingly rise;
In them I trust, for they are soldiers,
Witty,
courteous,
liberal, full of spirit.
While you are thus employ'd, what resteth more
But that I seek occasion how to rise,
And yet the King not privy to my drift,
Nor any of the house of Lancaster?
Enter a MESSENGER
But, stay. What news? Why com'st thou in such post?
MESSENGER. The Queen with all the northern earls and lords
Intend here to
besiege you in your castle.
She is hard by with twenty thousand men;
And
thereforefortify 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 pow'rful
policystrengthen themselves
And trust not simple Henry nor his oaths.
MONTAGUE. 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;