Array ( [TITLE] => The Third Part of Henry the Sixth [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => KING HENRY, the Sixth. [1] => EDWARD, PRINCE OF WALES, his son. [2] => KING LEWIS XI, King of France. [3] => DUKE OF SOMERSET [4] => DUKE OF EXETER [5] => EARL OF OXFORD [6] => EARL OF NORTHUMBERLAND [7] => EARL OF WESTMORELAND [8] => LORD CLIFFORD [9] => RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York. [10] => DUKE OF NORFOLK [11] => MARQUESS OF MONTAGUE [12] => EARL OF WARWICK [13] => EARL OF PEMBROKE [14] => LORD HASTINGS [15] => LORD STAFFORD [16] => HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a youth. [17] => LORD RIVERS, brother to Lady Grey. [18] => SIR WILLIAM STANLEY [19] => SIR JOHN MONTGOMERY [20] => SIR JOHN SOMERVILLE [21] => Tutor to Rutland. [22] => Mayor of York. [23] => Lieutenant of the Tower. [24] => A Nobleman. [25] => Two Keepers. [26] => A Huntsman. [27] => A Son that has killed his father. [28] => A Father that has killed his son. [29] => QUEEN MARGARET [30] => LADY GREY, afterwards Queen to Edward IV. [31] => BONA, sister to the French Queen. [32] => Soldiers, Attendants, Messengers, Watchmen, &c. ) [ACTORS] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => EDWARD, Earl of March, afterwards King Edward IV. [1] => EDMUND, Earl of Rutland. [2] => GEORGE, afterwards Duke of [3] => Clarence. [4] => RICHARD afterwards Duke of [5] => Gloucester. ) [GRPDESCR] => his sons. ) [1] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => SIR JOHN MORTIMER [1] => SIR HUGH MORTIMER ) [GRPDESCR] => uncles to the Duke of York. ) ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE England and France. [PLAYSUBT] => 3 KING HENRY IV [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. London. The Parliament-house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Enter YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers [1] => Throwing down SOMERSET's head [2] => They go up [3] => Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND, WESTMORELAND, EXETER, and the rest [4] => He stamps with his foot and the soldiers show themselves [5] => Exeunt NORTHUMBERLAND, CLIFFORD, and WESTMORELAND [6] => Sennet. Here they come down [7] => Exeunt YORK, EDWARD, EDMUND, GEORGE, RICHARD, WARWICK, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, their Soldiers, and Attendants [8] => Enter QUEEN MARGARET and PRINCE EDWARD [9] => Exeunt QUEEN MARGARET and PRINCE EDWARD ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => I wonder how the king escaped our hands. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => While we pursued the horsemen of the north, [1] => He slily stole away and left his men: [2] => Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland, [3] => Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat, [4] => Cheer'd up the drooping army; and himself, [5] => Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford, all abreast, [6] => Charged our main battle's front, and breaking in [7] => Were by the swords of common soldiers slain. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham, [1] => Is either slain or wounded dangerously; [2] => I cleft his beaver with a downright blow: [3] => That this is true, father, behold his blood. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, brother, here's the Earl of Wiltshire's blood, [1] => Whom I encounter'd as the battles join'd. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Speak thou for me and tell them what I did. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Richard hath best deserved of all my sons. [1] => But is your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => Such hope have all the line of John of Gaunt! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Thus do I hope to shake King Henry's head. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And so do I. Victorious Prince of York, [1] => Before I see thee seated in that throne [2] => Which now the house of Lancaster usurps, [3] => I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close. [4] => This is the palace of the fearful king, [5] => And this the regal seat: possess it, York; [6] => For this is thine and not King Henry's heirs' ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Assist me, then, sweet Warwick, and I will; [1] => For hither we have broken in by force. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => We'll all assist you; he that flies shall die. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thanks, gentle Norfolk: stay by me, my lords; [1] => And, soldiers, stay and lodge by me this night. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And when the king comes, offer no violence, [1] => Unless he seek to thrust you out perforce. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The queen this day here holds her parliament, [1] => But little thinks we shall be of her council: [2] => By words or blows here let us win our right. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Arm'd as we are, let's stay within this house. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The bloody parliament shall this be call'd, [1] => Unless Plantagenet, Duke of York, be king, [2] => And bashful Henry deposed, whose cowardice [3] => Hath made us by-words to our enemies. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then leave me not, my lords; be resolute; [1] => I mean to take possession of my right. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Neither the king, nor he that loves him best, [1] => The proudest he that holds up Lancaster, [2] => Dares stir a wing, if Warwick shake his bells. [3] => I'll plant Plantagenet, root him up who dares: [4] => Resolve thee, Richard; claim the English crown. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits, [1] => Even in the chair of state: belike he means, [2] => Back'd by the power of Warwick, that false peer, [3] => To aspire unto the crown and reign as king. [4] => Earl of Northumberland, he slew thy father. [5] => And thine, Lord Clifford; and you both have vow'd revenge [6] => On him, his sons, his favourites and his friends. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => If I be not, heavens be revenged on me! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WESTMORELAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, shall we suffer this? let's pluck him down: [1] => My heart for anger burns; I cannot brook it. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Patience is for poltroons, such as he: [1] => He durst not sit there, had your father lived. [2] => My gracious lord, here in the parliament [3] => Let us assail the family of York. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Well hast thou spoken, cousin: be it so. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, know you not the city favours them, [1] => And they have troops of soldiers at their beck? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => But when the duke is slain, they'll quickly fly. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart, [1] => To make a shambles of the parliament-house! [2] => Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats [3] => Shall be the war that Henry means to use. [4] => Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne, [5] => and kneel for grace and mercy at my feet; [6] => I am thy sovereign. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I am thine. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => For shame, come down: he made thee Duke of York. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => 'Twas my inheritance, as the earldom was. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Thy father was a traitor to the crown. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown [1] => In following this usurping Henry. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Whom should he follow but his natural king? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => True, Clifford; and that's Richard Duke of York. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => And shall I stand, and thou sit in my throne? ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => It must and shall be so: content thyself. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Be Duke of Lancaster; let him be king. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WESTMORELAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is both king and Duke of Lancaster; [1] => And that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget [1] => That we are those which chased you from the field [2] => And slew your fathers, and with colours spread [3] => March'd through the city to the palace gates. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, Warwick, I remember it to my grief; [1] => And, by his soul, thou and thy house shall rue it. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WESTMORELAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Plantagenet, of thee and these thy sons, [1] => Thy kinsman and thy friends, I'll have more lives [2] => Than drops of blood were in my father's veins. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Urge it no more; lest that, instead of words, [1] => I send thee, Warwick, such a messenger [2] => As shall revenge his death before I stir. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Poor Clifford! how I scorn his worthless threats! ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Will you we show our title to the crown? [1] => If not, our swords shall plead it in the field. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What title hast thou, traitor, to the crown? [1] => Thy father was, as thou art, Duke of York; [2] => Thy grandfather, Roger Mortimer, Earl of March: [3] => I am the son of Henry the Fifth, [4] => Who made the Dauphin and the French to stoop [5] => And seized upon their towns and provinces. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Talk not of France, sith thou hast lost it all. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The lord protector lost it, and not I: [1] => When I was crown'd I was but nine months old. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are old enough now, and yet, methinks, you lose. [1] => Father, tear the crown from the usurper's head. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Sweet father, do so; set it on your head. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good brother, as thou lovest and honourest arms, [1] => Let's fight it out and not stand cavilling thus. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Sound drums and trumpets, and the king will fly. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Sons, peace! ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Peace, thou! and give King Henry leave to speak. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Plantagenet shall speak first: hear him, lords; [1] => And be you silent and attentive too, [2] => For he that interrupts him shall not live. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Think'st thou that I will leave my kingly throne, [1] => Wherein my grandsire and my father sat? [2] => No: first shall war unpeople this my realm; [3] => Ay, and their colours, often borne in France, [4] => And now in England to our heart's great sorrow, [5] => Shall be my winding-sheet. Why faint you, lords? [6] => My title's good, and better far than his. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Prove it, Henry, and thou shalt be king. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Henry the Fourth by conquest got the crown. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => 'Twas by rebellion against his king. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir? ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => What then? ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An if he may, then am I lawful king; [1] => For Richard, in the view of many lords, [2] => Resign'd the crown to Henry the Fourth, [3] => Whose heir my father was, and I am his. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He rose against him, being his sovereign, [1] => And made him to resign his crown perforce. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Suppose, my lords, he did it unconstrain'd, [1] => Think you 'twere prejudicial to his crown? ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No; for he could not so resign his crown [1] => But that the next heir should succeed and reign. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter? ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => His is the right, and therefore pardon me. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Why whisper you, my lords, and answer not? ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => My conscience tells me he is lawful king. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st, [1] => Think not that Henry shall be so deposed. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Deposed he shall be, in despite of all. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art deceived: 'tis not thy southern power, [1] => Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent, [2] => Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud, [3] => Can set the duke up in despite of me. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => King Henry, be thy title right or wrong, [1] => Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence: [2] => May that ground gape and swallow me alive, [3] => Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart! ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown. [1] => What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords? ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Do right unto this princely Duke of York, [1] => Or I will fill the house with armed men, [2] => And over the chair of state, where now he sits, [3] => Write up his title with usurping blood. ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Warwick, hear me but one word: [1] => Let me for this my life-time reign as king. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs, [1] => And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou livest. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am content: Richard Plantagenet, [1] => Enjoy the kingdom after my decease. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => What wrong is this unto the prince your son! ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => What good is this to England and himself! ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WESTMORELAND [LINE] => Base, fearful and despairing Henry! ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => How hast thou injured both thyself and us! ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WESTMORELAND [LINE] => I cannot stay to hear these articles. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Nor I. ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Come, cousin, let us tell the queen these news. ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WESTMORELAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Farewell, faint-hearted and degenerate king, [1] => In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be thou a prey unto the house of York, [1] => And die in bands for this unmanly deed! ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome, [1] => Or live in peace abandon'd and despised! ) ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not. ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => They seek revenge and therefore will not yield. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Ah, Exeter! ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Why should you sigh, my lord? ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not for myself, Lord Warwick, but my son, [1] => Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. [2] => But be it as it may: I here entail [3] => The crown to thee and to thine heirs for ever; [4] => Conditionally, that here thou take an oath [5] => To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, [6] => To honour me as thy king and sovereign, [7] => And neither by treason nor hostility [8] => To seek to put me down and reign thyself. ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => This oath I willingly take and will perform. ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Long live King Henry! Plantagenet embrace him. ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => And long live thou and these thy forward sons! ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Now York and Lancaster are reconciled. ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Accursed be he that seeks to make them foes! ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Farewell, my gracious lord; I'll to my castle. ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => And I'll keep London with my soldiers. ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => And I to Norfolk with my followers. ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => And I unto the sea from whence I came. ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court. ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger: [1] => I'll steal away. ) ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Exeter, so will I. ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee. ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay. ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who can be patient in such extremes? [1] => Ah, wretched man! would I had died a maid [2] => And never seen thee, never borne thee son, [3] => Seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father [4] => Hath he deserved to lose his birthright thus? [5] => Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I, [6] => Or felt that pain which I did for him once, [7] => Or nourish'd him as I did with my blood, [8] => Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there, [9] => Rather than have that savage duke thine heir [10] => And disinherited thine only son. ) ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Father, you cannot disinherit me: [1] => If you be king, why should not I succeed? ) ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Pardon me, Margaret; pardon me, sweet son: [1] => The Earl of Warwick and the duke enforced me. ) ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Enforced thee! art thou king, and wilt be forced? [1] => I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch! [2] => Thou hast undone thyself, thy son and me; [3] => And given unto the house of York such head [4] => As thou shalt reign but by their sufferance. [5] => To entail him and his heirs unto the crown, [6] => What is it, but to make thy sepulchre [7] => And creep into it far before thy time? [8] => Warwick is chancellor and the lord of Calais; [9] => Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas; [10] => The duke is made protector of the realm; [11] => And yet shalt thou be safe? such safety finds [12] => The trembling lamb environed with wolves. [13] => Had I been there, which am a silly woman, [14] => The soldiers should have toss'd me on their pikes [15] => Before I would have granted to that act. [16] => But thou preferr'st thy life before thine honour: [17] => And seeing thou dost, I here divorce myself [18] => Both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed, [19] => Until that act of parliament be repeal'd [20] => Whereby my son is disinherited. [21] => The northern lords that have forsworn thy colours [22] => Will follow mine, if once they see them spread; [23] => And spread they shall be, to thy foul disgrace [24] => And utter ruin of the house of York. [25] => Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away; [26] => Our army is ready; come, we'll after them. ) ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak. ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Thou hast spoke too much already: get thee gone. ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me? ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies. ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When I return with victory from the field [1] => I'll see your grace: till then I'll follow her. ) ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Come, son, away; we may not linger thus. ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Poor queen! how love to me and to her son [1] => Hath made her break out into terms of rage! [2] => Revenged may she be on that hateful duke, [3] => Whose haughty spirit, winged with desire, [4] => Will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle [5] => Tire on the flesh of me and of my son! [6] => The loss of those three lords torments my heart: [7] => I'll write unto them and entreat them fair. [8] => Come, cousin you shall be the messenger. ) ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all. [1] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Sandal Castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter RICHARD, EDWARD, and MONTAGUE [1] => Enter YORK [2] => A march afar off ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => No, I can better play the orator. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => But I have reasons strong and forcible. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, sons and brother! at a strife? [1] => What is your quarrel? how began it first? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => No quarrel, but a slight contention. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => About what? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => About that which concerns your grace and us; [1] => The crown of England, father, which is yours. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Mine boy? not till King Henry be dead. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Your right depends not on his life or death. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now you are heir, therefore enjoy it now: [1] => By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe, [2] => It will outrun you, father, in the end. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I took an oath that he should quietly reign. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But for a kingdom any oath may be broken: [1] => I would break a thousand oaths to reign one year. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => No; God forbid your grace should be forsworn. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I shall be, if I claim by open war. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => I'll prove the contrary, if you'll hear me speak. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Thou canst not, son; it is impossible. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An oath is of no moment, being not took [1] => Before a true and lawful magistrate, [2] => That hath authority over him that swears: [3] => Henry had none, but did usurp the place; [4] => Then, seeing 'twas he that made you to depose, [5] => Your oath, my lord, is vain and frivolous. [6] => Therefore, to arms! And, father, do but think [7] => How sweet a thing it is to wear a crown; [8] => Within whose circuit is Elysium [9] => And all that poets feign of bliss and joy. [10] => Why do we finger thus? I cannot rest [11] => Until the white rose that I wear be dyed [12] => Even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Richard, enough; I will be king, or die. [1] => Brother, thou shalt to London presently, [2] => And whet on Warwick to this enterprise. [3] => Thou, Richard, shalt to the Duke of Norfolk, [4] => And tell him privily of our intent. [5] => You Edward, shall unto my Lord Cobham, [6] => With whom the Kentishmen will willingly rise: [7] => In them I trust; for they are soldiers, [8] => Witty, courteous, liberal, full of spirit. [9] => While you are thus employ'd, what resteth more, [10] => But that I seek occasion how to rise, [11] => And yet the king not privy to my drift, [12] => Nor any of the house of Lancaster? [13] => But, stay: what news? Why comest thou in such post? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter a Messenger ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The queen with all the northern earls and lords [1] => Intend here to besiege you in your castle: [2] => She is hard by with twenty thousand men; [3] => And therefore fortify your hold, my lord. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, with my sword. What! think'st thou that we fear them? [1] => Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me; [2] => My brother Montague shall post to London: [3] => Let noble Warwick, Cobham, and the rest, [4] => Whom we have left protectors of the king, [5] => With powerful policy strengthen themselves, [6] => And trust not simple Henry nor his oaths. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother, I go; I'll win them, fear it not: [1] => And thus most humbly I do take my leave. [2] => Sir John and Sir Hugh Mortimer, mine uncles, [3] => You are come to Sandal in a happy hour; [4] => The army of the queen mean to besiege us. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit [1] => Enter JOHN MORTIMER and HUGH MORTIMER ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => JOHN MORTIMER [LINE] => She shall not need; we'll meet her in the field. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => What, with five thousand men? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, with five hundred, father, for a need: [1] => A woman's general; what should we fear? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I hear their drums: let's set our men in order, [1] => And issue forth and bid them battle straight. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Five men to twenty! though the odds be great, [1] => I doubt not, uncle, of our victory. [2] => Many a battle have I won in France, [3] => When as the enemy hath been ten to one: [4] => Why should I not now have the like success? [5] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Alarum. Exeunt ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Field of battle betwixt Sandal Castle and Wakefield. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarums. Enter RUTLAND and his Tutor [1] => Enter CLIFFORD and Soldiers [2] => Exit, dragged off by Soldiers [3] => Lifting his hand [4] => Stabs him [5] => Dies ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, whither shall I fly to 'scape their hands? [1] => Ah, tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes! ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Chaplain, away! thy priesthood saves thy life. [1] => As for the brat of this accursed duke, [2] => Whose father slew my father, he shall die. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tutor [LINE] => And I, my lord, will bear him company. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Soldiers, away with him! ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Tutor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Clifford, murder not this innocent child, [1] => Lest thou be hated both of God and man! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now! is he dead already? or is it fear [1] => That makes him close his eyes? I'll open them. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So looks the pent-up lion o'er the wretch [1] => That trembles under his devouring paws; [2] => And so he walks, insulting o'er his prey, [3] => And so he comes, to rend his limbs asunder. [4] => Ah, gentle Clifford, kill me with thy sword, [5] => And not with such a cruel threatening look. [6] => Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die. [7] => I am too mean a subject for thy wrath: [8] => Be thou revenged on men, and let me live. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In vain thou speak'st, poor boy; my father's blood [1] => Hath stopp'd the passage where thy words should enter. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then let my father's blood open it again: [1] => He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Had thy brethren here, their lives and thine [1] => Were not revenge sufficient for me; [2] => No, if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves [3] => And hung their rotten coffins up in chains, [4] => It could not slake mine ire, nor ease my heart. [5] => The sight of any of the house of York [6] => Is as a fury to torment my soul; [7] => And till I root out their accursed line [8] => And leave not one alive, I live in hell. [9] => Therefore-- ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, let me pray before I take my death! [1] => To thee I pray; sweet Clifford, pity me! ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Such pity as my rapier's point affords. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => I never did thee harm: why wilt thou slay me? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Thy father hath. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But 'twas ere I was born. [1] => Thou hast one son; for his sake pity me, [2] => Lest in revenge thereof, sith God is just, [3] => He be as miserably slain as I. [4] => Ah, let me live in prison all my days; [5] => And when I give occasion of offence, [6] => Then let me die, for now thou hast no cause. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No cause! [1] => Thy father slew my father; therefore, die. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RUTLAND [LINE] => Di faciant laudis summa sit ista tuae! ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Plantagenet! I come, Plantagenet! [1] => And this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade [2] => Shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood, [3] => Congeal'd with this, do make me wipe off both. [4] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Enter YORK [1] => They lay hands on YORK, who struggles [2] => Stabbing him [3] => Stabbing him [4] => Dies ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The army of the queen hath got the field: [1] => My uncles both are slain in rescuing me; [2] => And all my followers to the eager foe [3] => Turn back and fly, like ships before the wind [4] => Or lambs pursued by hunger-starved wolves. [5] => My sons, God knows what hath bechanced them: [6] => But this I know, they have demean'd themselves [7] => Like men born to renown by life or death. [8] => Three times did Richard make a lane to me. [9] => And thrice cried 'Courage, father! fight it out!' [10] => And full as oft came Edward to my side, [11] => With purple falchion, painted to the hilt [12] => In blood of those that had encounter'd him: [13] => And when the hardiest warriors did retire, [14] => Richard cried 'Charge! and give no foot of ground!' [15] => And cried 'A crown, or else a glorious tomb! [16] => A sceptre, or an earthly sepulchre!' [17] => With this, we charged again: but, out, alas! [18] => We bodged again; as I have seen a swan [19] => With bootless labour swim against the tide [20] => And spend her strength with over-matching waves. [21] => Ah, hark! the fatal followers do pursue; [22] => And I am faint and cannot fly their fury: [23] => And were I strong, I would not shun their fury: [24] => The sands are number'd that make up my life; [25] => Here must I stay, and here my life must end. [26] => Come, bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland, [27] => I dare your quenchless fury to more rage: [28] => I am your butt, and I abide your shot. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => A short alarum within [1] => Enter QUEEN MARGARET, CLIFFORD, NORTHUMBERLAND, PRINCE EDWARD, and Soldiers ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Yield to our mercy, proud Plantagenet. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, to such mercy as his ruthless arm, [1] => With downright payment, show'd unto my father. [2] => Now Phaethon hath tumbled from his car, [3] => And made an evening at the noontide prick. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My ashes, as the phoenix, may bring forth [1] => A bird that will revenge upon you all: [2] => And in that hope I throw mine eyes to heaven, [3] => Scorning whate'er you can afflict me with. [4] => Why come you not? what! multitudes, and fear? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So cowards fight when they can fly no further; [1] => So doves do peck the falcon's piercing talons; [2] => So desperate thieves, all hopeless of their lives, [3] => Breathe out invectives 'gainst the officers. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Clifford, but bethink thee once again, [1] => And in thy thought o'er-run my former time; [2] => And, if though canst for blushing, view this face, [3] => And bite thy tongue, that slanders him with cowardice [4] => Whose frown hath made thee faint and fly ere this! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will not bandy with thee word for word, [1] => But buckle with thee blows, twice two for one. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold, valiant Clifford! for a thousand causes [1] => I would prolong awhile the traitor's life. [2] => Wrath makes him deaf: speak thou, Northumberland. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hold, Clifford! do not honour him so much [1] => To prick thy finger, though to wound his heart: [2] => What valour were it, when a cur doth grin, [3] => For one to thrust his hand between his teeth, [4] => When he might spurn him with his foot away? [5] => It is war's prize to take all vantages; [6] => And ten to one is no impeach of valour. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Ay, ay, so strives the woodcock with the gin. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => So doth the cony struggle in the net. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So triumph thieves upon their conquer'd booty; [1] => So true men yield, with robbers so o'ermatch'd. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => What would your grace have done unto him now? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brave warriors, Clifford and Northumberland, [1] => Come, make him stand upon this molehill here, [2] => That raught at mountains with outstretched arms, [3] => Yet parted but the shadow with his hand. [4] => What! was it you that would be England's king? [5] => Was't you that revell'd in our parliament, [6] => And made a preachment of your high descent? [7] => Where are your mess of sons to back you now? [8] => The wanton Edward, and the lusty George? [9] => And where's that valiant crook-back prodigy, [10] => Dicky your boy, that with his grumbling voice [11] => Was wont to cheer his dad in mutinies? [12] => Or, with the rest, where is your darling Rutland? [13] => Look, York: I stain'd this napkin with the blood [14] => That valiant Clifford, with his rapier's point, [15] => Made issue from the bosom of the boy; [16] => And if thine eyes can water for his death, [17] => I give thee this to dry thy cheeks withal. [18] => Alas poor York! but that I hate thee deadly, [19] => I should lament thy miserable state. [20] => I prithee, grieve, to make me merry, York. [21] => What, hath thy fiery heart so parch'd thine entrails [22] => That not a tear can fall for Rutland's death? [23] => Why art thou patient, man? thou shouldst be mad; [24] => And I, to make thee mad, do mock thee thus. [25] => Stamp, rave, and fret, that I may sing and dance. [26] => Thou wouldst be fee'd, I see, to make me sport: [27] => York cannot speak, unless he wear a crown. [28] => A crown for York! and, lords, bow low to him: [29] => Hold you his hands, whilst I do set it on. [30] => Ay, marry, sir, now looks he like a king! [31] => Ay, this is he that took King Henry's chair, [32] => And this is he was his adopted heir. [33] => But how is it that great Plantagenet [34] => Is crown'd so soon, and broke his solemn oath? [35] => As I bethink me, you should not be king [36] => Till our King Henry had shook hands with death. [37] => And will you pale your head in Henry's glory, [38] => And rob his temples of the diadem, [39] => Now in his life, against your holy oath? [40] => O, 'tis a fault too too unpardonable! [41] => Off with the crown, and with the crown his head; [42] => And, whilst we breathe, take time to do him dead. ) [STAGEDIR] => Putting a paper crown on his head ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => That is my office, for my father's sake. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Nay, stay; lets hear the orisons he makes. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She-wolf of France, but worse than wolves of France, [1] => Whose tongue more poisons than the adder's tooth! [2] => How ill-beseeming is it in thy sex [3] => To triumph, like an Amazonian trull, [4] => Upon their woes whom fortune captivates! [5] => But that thy face is, vizard-like, unchanging, [6] => Made impudent with use of evil deeds, [7] => I would assay, proud queen, to make thee blush. [8] => To tell thee whence thou camest, of whom derived, [9] => Were shame enough to shame thee, wert thou not shameless. [10] => Thy father bears the type of King of Naples, [11] => Of both the Sicils and Jerusalem, [12] => Yet not so wealthy as an English yeoman. [13] => Hath that poor monarch taught thee to insult? [14] => It needs not, nor it boots thee not, proud queen, [15] => Unless the adage must be verified, [16] => That beggars mounted run their horse to death. [17] => 'Tis beauty that doth oft make women proud; [18] => But, God he knows, thy share thereof is small: [19] => 'Tis virtue that doth make them most admired; [20] => The contrary doth make thee wonder'd at: [21] => 'Tis government that makes them seem divine; [22] => The want thereof makes thee abominable: [23] => Thou art as opposite to every good [24] => As the Antipodes are unto us, [25] => Or as the south to the septentrion. [26] => O tiger's heart wrapt in a woman's hide! [27] => How couldst thou drain the life-blood of the child, [28] => To bid the father wipe his eyes withal, [29] => And yet be seen to bear a woman's face? [30] => Women are soft, mild, pitiful and flexible; [31] => Thou stern, obdurate, flinty, rough, remorseless. [32] => Bids't thou me rage? why, now thou hast thy wish: [33] => Wouldst have me weep? why, now thou hast thy will: [34] => For raging wind blows up incessant showers, [35] => And when the rage allays, the rain begins. [36] => These tears are my sweet Rutland's obsequies: [37] => And every drop cries vengeance for his death, [38] => 'Gainst thee, fell Clifford, and thee, false [39] => Frenchwoman. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Beshrew me, but his passion moves me so [1] => That hardly can I cheque my eyes from tears. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That face of his the hungry cannibals [1] => Would not have touch'd, would not have stain'd with blood: [2] => But you are more inhuman, more inexorable, [3] => O, ten times more, than tigers of Hyrcania. [4] => See, ruthless queen, a hapless father's tears: [5] => This cloth thou dip'dst in blood of my sweet boy, [6] => And I with tears do wash the blood away. [7] => Keep thou the napkin, and go boast of this: [8] => And if thou tell'st the heavy story right, [9] => Upon my soul, the hearers will shed tears; [10] => Yea even my foes will shed fast-falling tears, [11] => And say 'Alas, it was a piteous deed!' [12] => There, take the crown, and, with the crown, my curse; [13] => And in thy need such comfort come to thee [14] => As now I reap at thy too cruel hand! [15] => Hard-hearted Clifford, take me from the world: [16] => My soul to heaven, my blood upon your heads! ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Had he been slaughter-man to all my kin, [1] => I should not for my life but weep with him. [2] => To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, weeping-ripe, my Lord Northumberland? [1] => Think but upon the wrong he did us all, [2] => And that will quickly dry thy melting tears. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Here's for my oath, here's for my father's death. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => And here's to right our gentle-hearted king. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Open Thy gate of mercy, gracious God! [1] => My soul flies through these wounds to seek out Thee. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Off with his head, and set it on York gates; [1] => So York may overlook the town of York. [2] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Flourish. Exeunt ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. A plain near Mortimer's Cross in Herefordshire. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => A march. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and their power [1] => March. Enter WARWICK, MONTAGUE, and their army [2] => Enter a Messenger ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I wonder how our princely father 'scaped, [1] => Or whether he be 'scaped away or no [2] => From Clifford's and Northumberland's pursuit: [3] => Had he been ta'en, we should have heard the news; [4] => Had he been slain, we should have heard the news; [5] => Or had he 'scaped, methinks we should have heard [6] => The happy tidings of his good escape. [7] => How fares my brother? why is he so sad? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot joy, until I be resolved [1] => Where our right valiant father is become. [2] => I saw him in the battle range about; [3] => And watch'd him how he singled Clifford forth. [4] => Methought he bore him in the thickest troop [5] => As doth a lion in a herd of neat; [6] => Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs, [7] => Who having pinch'd a few and made them cry, [8] => The rest stand all aloof, and bark at him. [9] => So fared our father with his enemies; [10] => So fled his enemies my warlike father: [11] => Methinks, 'tis prize enough to be his son. [12] => See how the morning opes her golden gates, [13] => And takes her farewell of the glorious sun! [14] => How well resembles it the prime of youth, [15] => Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three suns? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun; [1] => Not separated with the racking clouds, [2] => But sever'd in a pale clear-shining sky. [3] => See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to kiss, [4] => As if they vow'd some league inviolable: [5] => Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun. [6] => In this the heaven figures some event. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis wondrous strange, the like yet never heard of. [1] => I think it cites us, brother, to the field, [2] => That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet, [3] => Each one already blazing by our meeds, [4] => Should notwithstanding join our lights together [5] => And over-shine the earth as this the world. [6] => Whate'er it bodes, henceforward will I bear [7] => Upon my target three fair-shining suns. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, bear three daughters: by your leave I speak it, [1] => You love the breeder better than the male. [2] => But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell [3] => Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter a Messenger ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, one that was a woful looker-on [1] => When as the noble Duke of York was slain, [2] => Your princely father and my loving lord! ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => O, speak no more, for I have heard too much. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Say how he died, for I will hear it all. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Environed he was with many foes, [1] => And stood against them, as the hope of Troy [2] => Against the Greeks that would have enter'd Troy. [3] => But Hercules himself must yield to odds; [4] => And many strokes, though with a little axe, [5] => Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak. [6] => By many hands your father was subdued; [7] => But only slaughter'd by the ireful arm [8] => Of unrelenting Clifford and the queen, [9] => Who crown'd the gracious duke in high despite, [10] => Laugh'd in his face; and when with grief he wept, [11] => The ruthless queen gave him to dry his cheeks [12] => A napkin steeped in the harmless blood [13] => Of sweet young Rutland, by rough Clifford slain: [14] => And after many scorns, many foul taunts, [15] => They took his head, and on the gates of York [16] => They set the same; and there it doth remain, [17] => The saddest spectacle that e'er I view'd. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet Duke of York, our prop to lean upon, [1] => Now thou art gone, we have no staff, no stay. [2] => O Clifford, boisterous Clifford! thou hast slain [3] => The flower of Europe for his chivalry; [4] => And treacherously hast thou vanquish'd him, [5] => For hand to hand he would have vanquish'd thee. [6] => Now my soul's palace is become a prison: [7] => Ah, would she break from hence, that this my body [8] => Might in the ground be closed up in rest! [9] => For never henceforth shall I joy again, [10] => Never, O never shall I see more joy! ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot weep; for all my body's moisture [1] => Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart: [2] => Nor can my tongue unload my heart's great burthen; [3] => For selfsame wind that I should speak withal [4] => Is kindling coals that fires all my breast, [5] => And burns me up with flames that tears would quench. [6] => To weep is to make less the depth of grief: [7] => Tears then for babes; blows and revenge for me [8] => Richard, I bear thy name; I'll venge thy death, [9] => Or die renowned by attempting it. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His name that valiant duke hath left with thee; [1] => His dukedom and his chair with me is left. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, if thou be that princely eagle's bird, [1] => Show thy descent by gazing 'gainst the sun: [2] => For chair and dukedom, throne and kingdom say; [3] => Either that is thine, or else thou wert not his. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => How now, fair lords! What fare? what news abroad? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great Lord of Warwick, if we should recount [1] => Our baleful news, and at each word's deliverance [2] => Stab poniards in our flesh till all were told, [3] => The words would add more anguish than the wounds. [4] => O valiant lord, the Duke of York is slain! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Warwick, Warwick! that Plantagenet, [1] => Which held three dearly as his soul's redemption, [2] => Is by the stern Lord Clifford done to death. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ten days ago I drown'd these news in tears; [1] => And now, to add more measure to your woes, [2] => I come to tell you things sith then befall'n. [3] => After the bloody fray at Wakefield fought, [4] => Where your brave father breathed his latest gasp, [5] => Tidings, as swiftly as the posts could run, [6] => Were brought me of your loss and his depart. [7] => I, then in London keeper of the king, [8] => Muster'd my soldiers, gather'd flocks of friends, [9] => And very well appointed, as I thought, [10] => March'd toward Saint Alban's to intercept the queen, [11] => Bearing the king in my behalf along; [12] => For by my scouts I was advertised [13] => That she was coming with a full intent [14] => To dash our late decree in parliament [15] => Touching King Henry's oath and your succession. [16] => Short tale to make, we at Saint Alban's met [17] => Our battles join'd, and both sides fiercely fought: [18] => But whether 'twas the coldness of the king, [19] => Who look'd full gently on his warlike queen, [20] => That robb'd my soldiers of their heated spleen; [21] => Or whether 'twas report of her success; [22] => Or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour, [23] => Who thunders to his captives blood and death, [24] => I cannot judge: but to conclude with truth, [25] => Their weapons like to lightning came and went; [26] => Our soldiers', like the night-owl's lazy flight, [27] => Or like an idle thresher with a flail, [28] => Fell gently down, as if they struck their friends. [29] => I cheer'd them up with justice of our cause, [30] => With promise of high pay and great rewards: [31] => But all in vain; they had no heart to fight, [32] => And we in them no hope to win the day; [33] => So that we fled; the king unto the queen; [34] => Lord George your brother, Norfolk and myself, [35] => In haste, post-haste, are come to join with you: [36] => For in the marches here we heard you were, [37] => Making another head to fight again. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where is the Duke of Norfolk, gentle Warwick? [1] => And when came George from Burgundy to England? ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Some six miles off the duke is with the soldiers; [1] => And for your brother, he was lately sent [2] => From your kind aunt, Duchess of Burgundy, [3] => With aid of soldiers to this needful war. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Twas odds, belike, when valiant Warwick fled: [1] => Oft have I heard his praises in pursuit, [2] => But ne'er till now his scandal of retire. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor now my scandal, Richard, dost thou hear; [1] => For thou shalt know this strong right hand of mine [2] => Can pluck the diadem from faint Henry's head, [3] => And wring the awful sceptre from his fist, [4] => Were he as famous and as bold in war [5] => As he is famed for mildness, peace, and prayer. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know it well, Lord Warwick; blame me not: [1] => 'Tis love I bear thy glories makes me speak. [2] => But in this troublous time what's to be done? [3] => Shall we go throw away our coats of steel, [4] => And wrap our bodies in black mourning gowns, [5] => Numbering our Ave-Maries with our beads? [6] => Or shall we on the helmets of our foes [7] => Tell our devotion with revengeful arms? [8] => If for the last, say ay, and to it, lords. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, therefore Warwick came to seek you out; [1] => And therefore comes my brother Montague. [2] => Attend me, lords. The proud insulting queen, [3] => With Clifford and the haught Northumberland, [4] => And of their feather many more proud birds, [5] => Have wrought the easy-melting king like wax. [6] => He swore consent to your succession, [7] => His oath enrolled in the parliament; [8] => And now to London all the crew are gone, [9] => To frustrate both his oath and what beside [10] => May make against the house of Lancaster. [11] => Their power, I think, is thirty thousand strong: [12] => Now, if the help of Norfolk and myself, [13] => With all the friends that thou, brave Earl of March, [14] => Amongst the loving Welshmen canst procure, [15] => Will but amount to five and twenty thousand, [16] => Why, Via! to London will we march amain, [17] => And once again bestride our foaming steeds, [18] => And once again cry 'Charge upon our foes!' [19] => But never once again turn back and fly. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, now methinks I hear great Warwick speak: [1] => Ne'er may he live to see a sunshine day, [2] => That cries 'Retire,' if Warwick bid him stay. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord Warwick, on thy shoulder will I lean; [1] => And when thou fail'st--as God forbid the hour!-- [2] => Must Edward fall, which peril heaven forfend! ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No longer Earl of March, but Duke of York: [1] => The next degree is England's royal throne; [2] => For King of England shalt thou be proclaim'd [3] => In every borough as we pass along; [4] => And he that throws not up his cap for joy [5] => Shall for the fault make forfeit of his head. [6] => King Edward, valiant Richard, Montague, [7] => Stay we no longer, dreaming of renown, [8] => But sound the trumpets, and about our task. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, Clifford, were thy heart as hard as steel, [1] => As thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds, [2] => I come to pierce it, or to give thee mine. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Then strike up drums: God and Saint George for us! ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => How now! what news? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Duke of Norfolk sends you word by me, [1] => The queen is coming with a puissant host; [2] => And craves your company for speedy counsel. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why then it sorts, brave warriors, let's away. [1] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Before York. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE EDWARD, CLIFFORD, and NORTHUMBERLAND, with drum and trumpets [1] => Enter a Messenger [2] => March. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD, WARWICK, NORFOLK, MONTAGUE, and Soldiers ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Welcome, my lord, to this brave town of York. [1] => Yonder's the head of that arch-enemy [2] => That sought to be encompass'd with your crown: [3] => Doth not the object cheer your heart, my lord? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, as the rocks cheer them that fear their wreck: [1] => To see this sight, it irks my very soul. [2] => Withhold revenge, dear God! 'tis not my fault, [3] => Nor wittingly have I infringed my vow. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious liege, this too much lenity [1] => And harmful pity must be laid aside. [2] => To whom do lions cast their gentle looks? [3] => Not to the beast that would usurp their den. [4] => Whose hand is that the forest bear doth lick? [5] => Not his that spoils her young before her face. [6] => Who 'scapes the lurking serpent's mortal sting? [7] => Not he that sets his foot upon her back. [8] => The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, [9] => And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood. [10] => Ambitious York doth level at thy crown, [11] => Thou smiling while he knit his angry brows: [12] => He, but a duke, would have his son a king, [13] => And raise his issue, like a loving sire; [14] => Thou, being a king, blest with a goodly son, [15] => Didst yield consent to disinherit him, [16] => Which argued thee a most unloving father. [17] => Unreasonable creatures feed their young; [18] => And though man's face be fearful to their eyes, [19] => Yet, in protection of their tender ones, [20] => Who hath not seen them, even with those wings [21] => Which sometime they have used with fearful flight, [22] => Make war with him that climb'd unto their nest, [23] => Offer their own lives in their young's defence? [24] => For shame, my liege, make them your precedent! [25] => Were it not pity that this goodly boy [26] => Should lose his birthright by his father's fault, [27] => And long hereafter say unto his child, [28] => 'What my great-grandfather and his grandsire got [29] => My careless father fondly gave away'? [30] => Ah, what a shame were this! Look on the boy; [31] => And let his manly face, which promiseth [32] => Successful fortune, steel thy melting heart [33] => To hold thine own and leave thine own with him. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Full well hath Clifford play'd the orator, [1] => Inferring arguments of mighty force. [2] => But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear [3] => That things ill-got had ever bad success? [4] => And happy always was it for that son [5] => Whose father for his hoarding went to hell? [6] => I'll leave my son my virtuous deeds behind; [7] => And would my father had left me no more! [8] => For all the rest is held at such a rate [9] => As brings a thousand-fold more care to keep [10] => Than in possession and jot of pleasure. [11] => Ah, cousin York! would thy best friends did know [12] => How it doth grieve me that thy head is here! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, cheer up your spirits: our foes are nigh, [1] => And this soft courage makes your followers faint. [2] => You promised knighthood to our forward son: [3] => Unsheathe your sword, and dub him presently. [4] => Edward, kneel down. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Edward Plantagenet, arise a knight; [1] => And learn this lesson, draw thy sword in right. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious father, by your kingly leave, [1] => I'll draw it as apparent to the crown, [2] => And in that quarrel use it to the death. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Why, that is spoken like a toward prince. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Royal commanders, be in readiness: [1] => For with a band of thirty thousand men [2] => Comes Warwick, backing of the Duke of York; [3] => And in the towns, as they do march along, [4] => Proclaims him king, and many fly to him: [5] => Darraign your battle, for they are at hand. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would your highness would depart the field: [1] => The queen hath best success when you are absent. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Ay, good my lord, and leave us to our fortune. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Why, that's my fortune too; therefore I'll stay. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => Be it with resolution then to fight. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My royal father, cheer these noble lords [1] => And hearten those that fight in your defence: [2] => Unsheathe your sword, good father; cry 'Saint George!' ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, perjured Henry! wilt thou kneel for grace, [1] => And set thy diadem upon my head; [2] => Or bide the mortal fortune of the field? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, rate thy minions, proud insulting boy! [1] => Becomes it thee to be thus bold in terms [2] => Before thy sovereign and thy lawful king? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am his king, and he should bow his knee; [1] => I was adopted heir by his consent: [2] => Since when, his oath is broke; for, as I hear, [3] => You, that are king, though he do wear the crown, [4] => Have caused him, by new act of parliament, [5] => To blot out me, and put his own son in. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And reason too: [1] => Who should succeed the father but the son? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Are you there, butcher? O, I cannot speak! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, crook-back, here I stand to answer thee, [1] => Or any he the proudest of thy sort. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => 'Twas you that kill'd young Rutland, was it not? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Ay, and old York, and yet not satisfied. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => For God's sake, lords, give signal to the fight. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => What say'st thou, Henry, wilt thou yield the crown? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, how now, long-tongued Warwick! dare you speak? [1] => When you and I met at Saint Alban's last, [2] => Your legs did better service than your hands. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Then 'twas my turn to fly, and now 'tis thine. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => You said so much before, and yet you fled. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => 'Twas not your valour, Clifford, drove me thence. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORTHUMBERLAND [LINE] => No, nor your manhood that durst make you stay. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Northumberland, I hold thee reverently. [1] => Break off the parley; for scarce I can refrain [2] => The execution of my big-swoln heart [3] => Upon that Clifford, that cruel child-killer. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => I slew thy father, call'st thou him a child? ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, like a dastard and a treacherous coward, [1] => As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutland; [2] => But ere sunset I'll make thee curse the deed. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Have done with words, my lords, and hear me speak. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Defy them then, or else hold close thy lips. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I prithee, give no limits to my tongue: [1] => I am a king, and privileged to speak. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My liege, the wound that bred this meeting here [1] => Cannot be cured by words; therefore be still. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, executioner, unsheathe thy sword: [1] => By him that made us all, I am resolved [2] => that Clifford's manhood lies upon his tongue. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Say, Henry, shall I have my right, or no? [1] => A thousand men have broke their fasts to-day, [2] => That ne'er shall dine unless thou yield the crown. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If thou deny, their blood upon thy head; [1] => For York in justice puts his armour on. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If that be right which Warwick says is right, [1] => There is no wrong, but every thing is right. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Whoever got thee, there thy mother stands; [1] => For, well I wot, thou hast thy mother's tongue. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But thou art neither like thy sire nor dam; [1] => But like a foul mis-shapen stigmatic, [2] => Mark'd by the destinies to be avoided, [3] => As venom toads, or lizards' dreadful stings. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Iron of Naples hid with English gilt, [1] => Whose father bears the title of a king,-- [2] => As if a channel should be call'd the sea,-- [3] => Shamest thou not, knowing whence thou art extraught, [4] => To let thy tongue detect thy base-born heart? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A wisp of straw were worth a thousand crowns, [1] => To make this shameless callet know herself. [2] => Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou, [3] => Although thy husband may be Menelaus; [4] => And ne'er was Agamemnon's brother wrong'd [5] => By that false woman, as this king by thee. [6] => His father revell'd in the heart of France, [7] => And tamed the king, and made the dauphin stoop; [8] => And had he match'd according to his state, [9] => He might have kept that glory to this day; [10] => But when he took a beggar to his bed, [11] => And graced thy poor sire with his bridal-day, [12] => Even then that sunshine brew'd a shower for him, [13] => That wash'd his father's fortunes forth of France, [14] => And heap'd sedition on his crown at home. [15] => For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride? [16] => Hadst thou been meek, our title still had slept; [17] => And we, in pity of the gentle king, [18] => Had slipp'd our claim until another age. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GEORGE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But when we saw our sunshine made thy spring, [1] => And that thy summer bred us no increase, [2] => We set the axe to thy usurping root; [3] => And though the edge hath something hit ourselves, [4] => Yet, know thou, since we have begun to strike, [5] => We'll never leave till we have hewn thee down, [6] => Or bathed thy growing with our heated bloods. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, in this resolution, I defy thee; [1] => Not willing any longer conference, [2] => Since thou deniest the gentle king to speak. [3] => Sound trumpets! let our bloody colours wave! [4] => And either victory, or else a grave. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Stay, Edward. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, wrangling woman, we'll no longer stay: [1] => These words will cost ten thousand lives this day. [2] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. A field of battle between Towton and Saxton, in Yorkshire. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Excursions. Enter WARWICK [1] => Enter EDWARD, running [2] => Enter GEORGE [3] => Enter RICHARD ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Forspent with toil, as runners with a race, [1] => I lay me down a little while to breathe; [2] => For strokes received, and many blows repaid, [3] => Have robb'd my strong-knit sinews of their strength, [4] => And spite of spite needs must I rest awhile. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Smile, gentle heaven! or strike, ungentle death! [1] => For this world frowns, and Edward's sun is clouded. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => How now, my lord! what hap? what hope of good? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GEORGE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Our hap is loss, our hope but sad despair; [1] => Our ranks are broke, and ruin follows us: [2] => What counsel give you? whither shall we fly? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bootless is flight, they follow us with wings; [1] => And weak we are and cannot shun pursuit. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Warwick, why hast thou withdrawn thyself? [1] => Thy brother's blood the thirsty earth hath drunk, [2] => Broach'd with the steely point of Clifford's lance; [3] => And in the very pangs of death he cried, [4] => Like to a dismal clangour heard from far, [5] => 'Warwick, revenge! brother, revenge my death!' [6] => So, underneath the belly of their steeds, [7] => That stain'd their fetlocks in his smoking blood, [8] => The noble gentleman gave up the ghost. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then let the earth be drunken with our blood: [1] => I'll kill my horse, because I will not fly. [2] => Why stand we like soft-hearted women here, [3] => Wailing our losses, whiles the foe doth rage; [4] => And look upon, as if the tragedy [5] => Were play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors? [6] => Here on my knee I vow to God above, [7] => I'll never pause again, never stand still, [8] => Till either death hath closed these eyes of mine [9] => Or fortune given me measure of revenge. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Warwick, I do bend my knee with thine; [1] => And in this vow do chain my soul to thine! [2] => And, ere my knee rise from the earth's cold face, [3] => I throw my hands, mine eyes, my heart to thee, [4] => Thou setter up and plucker down of kings, [5] => Beseeching thee, if with they will it stands [6] => That to my foes this body must be prey, [7] => Yet that thy brazen gates of heaven may ope, [8] => And give sweet passage to my sinful soul! [9] => Now, lords, take leave until we meet again, [10] => Where'er it be, in heaven or in earth. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother, give me thy hand; and, gentle Warwick, [1] => Let me embrace thee in my weary arms: [2] => I, that did never weep, now melt with woe [3] => That winter should cut off our spring-time so. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Away, away! Once more, sweet lords farewell. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GEORGE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yet let us all together to our troops, [1] => And give them leave to fly that will not stay; [2] => And call them pillars that will stand to us; [3] => And, if we thrive, promise them such rewards [4] => As victors wear at the Olympian games: [5] => This may plant courage in their quailing breasts; [6] => For yet is hope of life and victory. [7] => Forslow no longer, make we hence amain. [8] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Excursions. Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD [1] => They fight. WARWICK comes; CLIFFORD flies ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, Clifford, I have singled thee alone: [1] => Suppose this arm is for the Duke of York, [2] => And this for Rutland; both bound to revenge, [3] => Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone: [1] => This is the hand that stabb'd thy father York; [2] => And this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland; [3] => And here's the heart that triumphs in their death [4] => And cheers these hands that slew thy sire and brother [5] => To execute the like upon thyself; [6] => And so, have at thee! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay Warwick, single out some other chase; [1] => For I myself will hunt this wolf to death. [2] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Enter KING HENRY VI alone [1] => Alarum. Enter a Son that has killed his father, dragging in the dead body [2] => Enter a Father that has killed his son, bringing in the body [3] => Exit with the body [4] => Exit with the body [5] => Alarums: excursions. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE EDWARD, and EXETER ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This battle fares like to the morning's war, [1] => When dying clouds contend with growing light, [2] => What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, [3] => Can neither call it perfect day nor night. [4] => Now sways it this way, like a mighty sea [5] => Forced by the tide to combat with the wind; [6] => Now sways it that way, like the selfsame sea [7] => Forced to retire by fury of the wind: [8] => Sometime the flood prevails, and then the wind; [9] => Now one the better, then another best; [10] => Both tugging to be victors, breast to breast, [11] => Yet neither conqueror nor conquered: [12] => So is the equal of this fell war. [13] => Here on this molehill will I sit me down. [14] => To whom God will, there be the victory! [15] => For Margaret my queen, and Clifford too, [16] => Have chid me from the battle; swearing both [17] => They prosper best of all when I am thence. [18] => Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; [19] => For what is in this world but grief and woe? [20] => O God! methinks it were a happy life, [21] => To be no better than a homely swain; [22] => To sit upon a hill, as I do now, [23] => To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, [24] => Thereby to see the minutes how they run, [25] => How many make the hour full complete; [26] => How many hours bring about the day; [27] => How many days will finish up the year; [28] => How many years a mortal man may live. [29] => When this is known, then to divide the times: [30] => So many hours must I tend my flock; [31] => So many hours must I take my rest; [32] => So many hours must I contemplate; [33] => So many hours must I sport myself; [34] => So many days my ewes have been with young; [35] => So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean: [36] => So many years ere I shall shear the fleece: [37] => So minutes, hours, days, months, and years, [38] => Pass'd over to the end they were created, [39] => Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. [40] => Ah, what a life were this! how sweet! how lovely! [41] => Gives not the hawthorn-bush a sweeter shade [42] => To shepherds looking on their silly sheep, [43] => Than doth a rich embroider'd canopy [44] => To kings that fear their subjects' treachery? [45] => O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. [46] => And to conclude, the shepherd's homely curds, [47] => His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle. [48] => His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, [49] => All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, [50] => Is far beyond a prince's delicates, [51] => His viands sparkling in a golden cup, [52] => His body couched in a curious bed, [53] => When care, mistrust, and treason waits on him. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Son [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ill blows the wind that profits nobody. [1] => This man, whom hand to hand I slew in fight, [2] => May be possessed with some store of crowns; [3] => And I, that haply take them from him now, [4] => May yet ere night yield both my life and them [5] => To some man else, as this dead man doth me. [6] => Who's this? O God! it is my father's face, [7] => Whom in this conflict I unwares have kill'd. [8] => O heavy times, begetting such events! [9] => From London by the king was I press'd forth; [10] => My father, being the Earl of Warwick's man, [11] => Came on the part of York, press'd by his master; [12] => And I, who at his hands received my life, him [13] => Have by my hands of life bereaved him. [14] => Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did! [15] => And pardon, father, for I knew not thee! [16] => My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks; [17] => And no more words till they have flow'd their fill. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O piteous spectacle! O bloody times! [1] => Whiles lions war and battle for their dens, [2] => Poor harmless lambs abide their enmity. [3] => Weep, wretched man, I'll aid thee tear for tear; [4] => And let our hearts and eyes, like civil war, [5] => Be blind with tears, and break o'ercharged with grief. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Father [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou that so stoutly hast resisted me, [1] => Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold: [2] => For I have bought it with an hundred blows. [3] => But let me see: is this our foeman's face? [4] => Ah, no, no, no, it is mine only son! [5] => Ah, boy, if any life be left in thee, [6] => Throw up thine eye! see, see what showers arise, [7] => Blown with the windy tempest of my heart, [8] => Upon thy words, that kill mine eye and heart! [9] => O, pity, God, this miserable age! [10] => What stratagems, how fell, how butcherly, [11] => Erroneous, mutinous and unnatural, [12] => This deadly quarrel daily doth beget! [13] => O boy, thy father gave thee life too soon, [14] => And hath bereft thee of thy life too late! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Woe above woe! grief more than common grief! [1] => O that my death would stay these ruthful deeds! [2] => O pity, pity, gentle heaven, pity! [3] => The red rose and the white are on his face, [4] => The fatal colours of our striving houses: [5] => The one his purple blood right well resembles; [6] => The other his pale cheeks, methinks, presenteth: [7] => Wither one rose, and let the other flourish; [8] => If you contend, a thousand lives must wither. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Son [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How will my mother for a father's death [1] => Take on with me and ne'er be satisfied! ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Father [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How will my wife for slaughter of my son [1] => Shed seas of tears and ne'er be satisfied! ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How will the country for these woful chances [1] => Misthink the king and not be satisfied! ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Son [LINE] => Was ever son so rued a father's death? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Father [LINE] => Was ever father so bemoan'd his son? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was ever king so grieved for subjects' woe? [1] => Much is your sorrow; mine ten times so much. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Son [LINE] => I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep my fill. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Father [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These arms of mine shall be thy winding-sheet; [1] => My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre, [2] => For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go; [3] => My sighing breast shall be thy funeral bell; [4] => And so obsequious will thy father be, [5] => Even for the loss of thee, having no more, [6] => As Priam was for all his valiant sons. [7] => I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight that will, [8] => For I have murdered where I should not kill. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care, [1] => Here sits a king more woful than you are. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fly, father, fly! for all your friends are fled, [1] => And Warwick rages like a chafed bull: [2] => Away! for death doth hold us in pursuit. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Mount you, my lord; towards Berwick post amain: [1] => Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds [2] => Having the fearful flying hare in sight, [3] => With fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath, [4] => And bloody steel grasp'd in their ireful hands, [5] => Are at our backs; and therefore hence amain. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away! for vengeance comes along with them: [1] => Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed; [2] => Or else come after: I'll away before. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, take me with thee, good sweet Exeter: [1] => Not that I fear to stay, but love to go [2] => Whither the queen intends. Forward; away! [3] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => A loud alarum. Enter CLIFFORD, wounded [1] => He faints [2] => Alarum and retreat. Enter EDWARD, GEORGE, RICHARD, MONTAGUE, WARWICK, and Soldiers [3] => CLIFFORD groans, and dies ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLIFFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here burns my candle out; ay, here it dies, [1] => Which, whiles it lasted, gave King Henry light. [2] => O Lancaster, I fear thy overthrow [3] => More than my body's parting with my soul! [4] => My love and fear glued many friends to thee; [5] => And, now I fall, thy tough commixture melts. [6] => Impairing Henry, strengthening misproud York, [7] => The common people swarm like summer flies; [8] => And whither fly the gnats but to the sun? [9] => And who shines now but Henry's enemies? [10] => O Phoebus, hadst thou never given consent [11] => That Phaethon should cheque thy fiery steeds, [12] => Thy burning car never had scorch'd the earth! [13] => And, Henry, hadst thou sway'd as kings should do, [14] => Or as thy father and his father did, [15] => Giving no ground unto the house of York, [16] => They never then had sprung like summer flies; [17] => I and ten thousand in this luckless realm [18] => Had left no mourning widows for our death; [19] => And thou this day hadst kept thy chair in peace. [20] => For what doth cherish weeds but gentle air? [21] => And what makes robbers bold but too much lenity? [22] => Bootless are plaints, and cureless are my wounds; [23] => No way to fly, nor strength to hold out flight: [24] => The foe is merciless, and will not pity; [25] => For at their hands I have deserved no pity. [26] => The air hath got into my deadly wounds, [27] => And much effuse of blood doth make me faint. [28] => Come, York and Richard, Warwick and the rest; [29] => I stabb'd your fathers' bosoms, split my breast. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now breathe we, lords: good fortune bids us pause, [1] => And smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks. [2] => Some troops pursue the bloody-minded queen, [3] => That led calm Henry, though he were a king, [4] => As doth a sail, fill'd with a fretting gust, [5] => Command an argosy to stem the waves. [6] => But think you, lords, that Clifford fled with them? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, 'tis impossible he should escape, [1] => For, though before his face I speak the words [2] => Your brother Richard mark'd him for the grave: [3] => And wheresoe'er he is, he's surely dead. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Whose soul is that which takes her heavy leave? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => A deadly groan, like life and death's departing. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See who it is: and, now the battle's ended, [1] => If friend or foe, let him be gently used. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Revoke that doom of mercy, for 'tis Clifford; [1] => Who not contented that he lopp'd the branch [2] => In hewing Rutland when his leaves put forth, [3] => But set his murdering knife unto the root [4] => From whence that tender spray did sweetly spring, [5] => I mean our princely father, Duke of York. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => From off the gates of York fetch down the head, [1] => Your father's head, which Clifford placed there; [2] => Instead whereof let this supply the room: [3] => Measure for measure must be answered. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bring forth that fatal screech-owl to our house, [1] => That nothing sung but death to us and ours: [2] => Now death shall stop his dismal threatening sound, [3] => And his ill-boding tongue no more shall speak. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I think his understanding is bereft. [1] => Speak, Clifford, dost thou know who speaks to thee? [2] => Dark cloudy death o'ershades his beams of life, [3] => And he nor sees nor hears us what we say. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, would he did! and so perhaps he doth: [1] => 'Tis but his policy to counterfeit, [2] => Because he would avoid such bitter taunts [3] => Which in the time of death he gave our father. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GEORGE [LINE] => If so thou think'st, vex him with eager words. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Clifford, ask mercy and obtain no grace. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Clifford, repent in bootless penitence. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Clifford, devise excuses for thy faults. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GEORGE [LINE] => While we devise fell tortures for thy faults. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Thou didst love York, and I am son to York. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Thou pitied'st Rutland; I will pity thee. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GEORGE [LINE] => Where's Captain Margaret, to fence you now? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => They mock thee, Clifford: swear as thou wast wont. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, not an oath? nay, then the world goes hard [1] => When Clifford cannot spare his friends an oath. [2] => I know by that he's dead; and, by my soul, [3] => If this right hand would buy two hour's life, [4] => That I in all despite might rail at him, [5] => This hand should chop it off, and with the [6] => issuing blood [7] => Stifle the villain whose unstanched thirst [8] => York and young Rutland could not satisfy. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but he's dead: off with the traitor's head, [1] => And rear it in the place your father's stands. [2] => And now to London with triumphant march, [3] => There to be crowned England's royal king: [4] => From whence shall Warwick cut the sea to France, [5] => And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen: [6] => So shalt thou sinew both these lands together; [7] => And, having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread [8] => The scatter'd foe that hopes to rise again; [9] => For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt, [10] => Yet look to have them buzz to offend thine ears. [11] => First will I see the coronation; [12] => And then to Brittany I'll cross the sea, [13] => To effect this marriage, so it please my lord. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even as thou wilt, sweet Warwick, let it be; [1] => For in thy shoulder do I build my seat, [2] => And never will I undertake the thing [3] => Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting. [4] => Richard, I will create thee Duke of Gloucester, [5] => And George, of Clarence: Warwick, as ourself, [6] => Shall do and undo as him pleaseth best. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloucester; [1] => For Gloucester's dukedom is too ominous. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, that's a foolish observation: [1] => Richard, be Duke of Gloucester. Now to London, [2] => To see these honours in possession. [3] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. A forest in the north of England. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter two Keepers, with cross-bows in their hands [1] => Enter KING HENRY VI, disguised, with a prayerbook ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Under this thick-grown brake we'll shroud ourselves; [1] => For through this laund anon the deer will come; [2] => And in this covert will we make our stand, [3] => Culling the principal of all the deer. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => I'll stay above the hill, so both may shoot. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That cannot be; the noise of thy cross-bow [1] => Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. [2] => Here stand we both, and aim we at the best: [3] => And, for the time shall not seem tedious, [4] => I'll tell thee what befell me on a day [5] => In this self-place where now we mean to stand. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => Here comes a man; let's stay till he be past. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => From Scotland am I stol'n, even of pure love, [1] => To greet mine own land with my wishful sight. [2] => No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine; [3] => Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee, [4] => Thy balm wash'd off wherewith thou wast anointed: [5] => No bending knee will call thee Caesar now, [6] => No humble suitors press to speak for right, [7] => No, not a man comes for redress of thee; [8] => For how can I help them, and not myself? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keeper's fee: [1] => This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, [1] => For wise men say it is the wisest course. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => Forbear awhile; we'll hear a little more. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My queen and son are gone to France for aid; [1] => And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick [2] => Is thither gone, to crave the French king's sister [3] => To wife for Edward: if this news be true, [4] => Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost; [5] => For Warwick is a subtle orator, [6] => And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words. [7] => By this account then Margaret may win him; [8] => For she's a woman to be pitied much: [9] => Her sighs will make a battery in his breast; [10] => Her tears will pierce into a marble heart; [11] => The tiger will be mild whiles she doth mourn; [12] => And Nero will be tainted with remorse, [13] => To hear and see her plaints, her brinish tears. [14] => Ay, but she's come to beg, Warwick to give; [15] => She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry, [16] => He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward. [17] => She weeps, and says her Henry is deposed; [18] => He smiles, and says his Edward is install'd; [19] => That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more; [20] => Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong, [21] => Inferreth arguments of mighty strength, [22] => And in conclusion wins the king from her, [23] => With promise of his sister, and what else, [24] => To strengthen and support King Edward's place. [25] => O Margaret, thus 'twill be; and thou, poor soul, [26] => Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn! ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => Say, what art thou that talk'st of kings and queens? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => More than I seem, and less than I was born to: [1] => A man at least, for less I should not be; [2] => And men may talk of kings, and why not I? ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a king. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Why, so I am, in mind; and that's enough. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My crown is in my heart, not on my head; [1] => Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, [2] => Nor to be seen: my crown is called content: [3] => A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, if you be a king crown'd with content, [1] => Your crown content and you must be contented [2] => To go along with us; for as we think, [3] => You are the king King Edward hath deposed; [4] => And we his subjects sworn in all allegiance [5] => Will apprehend you as his enemy. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => But did you never swear, and break an oath? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => No, never such an oath; nor will not now. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Where did you dwell when I was King of England? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Keeper [LINE] => Here in this country, where we now remain. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I was anointed king at nine months old; [1] => My father and my grandfather were kings, [2] => And you were sworn true subjects unto me: [3] => And tell me, then, have you not broke your oaths? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No; [1] => For we were subjects but while you were king. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a man? [1] => Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear! [2] => Look, as I blow this feather from my face, [3] => And as the air blows it to me again, [4] => Obeying with my wind when I do blow, [5] => And yielding to another when it blows, [6] => Commanded always by the greater gust; [7] => Such is the lightness of you common men. [8] => But do not break your oaths; for of that sin [9] => My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty. [10] => Go where you will, the king shall be commanded; [11] => And be you kings, command, and I'll obey. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => We are true subjects to the king, King Edward. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So would you be again to Henry, [1] => If he were seated as King Edward is. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Keeper [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We charge you, in God's name, and the king's, [1] => To go with us unto the officers. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In God's name, lead; your king's name be obey'd: [1] => And what God will, that let your king perform; [2] => And what he will, I humbly yield unto. [3] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and LADY GREY [1] => GLOUCESTER and CLARENCE retire [2] => Enter a Nobleman [3] => Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban's field [1] => This lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey, was slain, [2] => His lands then seized on by the conqueror: [3] => Her suit is now to repossess those lands; [4] => Which we in justice cannot well deny, [5] => Because in quarrel of the house of York [6] => The worthy gentleman did lose his life. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your highness shall do well to grant her suit; [1] => It were dishonour to deny it her. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => It were no less; but yet I'll make a pause. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => I see the lady hath a thing to grant, [2] => Before the king will grant her humble suit. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => he keeps the wind! ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Widow, we will consider of your suit; [1] => And come some other time to know our mind. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay: [1] => May it please your highness to resolve me now; [2] => And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => you all your lands, [2] => An if what pleases him shall pleasure you. [3] => Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch a blow. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => chance to fall. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => take vantages. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => How many children hast thou, widow? tell me. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => child of her. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => give her two. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Three, my most gracious lord. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => be ruled by him. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => 'Twere pity they should lose their father's lands. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Lords, give us leave: I'll try this widow's wit. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => you will have leave, [2] => Till youth take leave and leave you to the crutch. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Now tell me, madam, do you love your children? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => And would you not do much to do them good? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => To do them good, I would sustain some harm. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Then get your husband's lands, to do them good. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Therefore I came unto your majesty. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => I'll tell you how these lands are to be got. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => So shall you bind me to your highness' service. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => What service wilt thou do me, if I give them? ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => What you command, that rests in me to do. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => But you will take exceptions to my boon. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Why, then I will do what your grace commands. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => wears the marble. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => her wax must melt. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Why stops my lord, shall I not hear my task? ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => An easy task; 'tis but to love a king. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => That's soon perform'd, because I am a subject. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Why, then, thy husband's lands I freely give thee. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => I take my leave with many thousand thanks. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => with a curtsy. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love I mean. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => The fruits of love I mean, my loving liege. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but, I fear me, in another sense. [1] => What love, think'st thou, I sue so much to get? ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers; [1] => That love which virtue begs and virtue grants. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => No, by my troth, I did not mean such love. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Why, then you mean not as I thought you did. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => But now you partly may perceive my mind. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My mind will never grant what I perceive [1] => Your highness aims at, if I aim aright. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband's lands. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower; [1] => For by that loss I will not purchase them. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Herein your highness wrongs both them and me. [1] => But, mighty lord, this merry inclination [2] => Accords not with the sadness of my suit: [3] => Please you dismiss me either with 'ay' or 'no.' ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, if thou wilt say 'ay' to my request; [1] => No if thou dost say 'no' to my demand. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an end. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => knits her brows. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => Christendom. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => Her words do show her wit incomparable; [2] => All her perfections challenge sovereignty: [3] => One way or other, she is for a king; [4] => And she shall be my love, or else my queen.-- [5] => Say that King Edward take thee for his queen? ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis better said than done, my gracious lord: [1] => I am a subject fit to jest withal, [2] => But far unfit to be a sovereign. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet widow, by my state I swear to thee [1] => I speak no more than what my soul intends; [2] => And that is, to enjoy thee for my love. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And that is more than I will yield unto: [1] => I know I am too mean to be your queen, [2] => And yet too good to be your concubine. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => You cavil, widow: I did mean, my queen. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY GREY [LINE] => 'Twill grieve your grace my sons should call you father. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No more than when my daughters call thee mother. [1] => Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children; [2] => And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor, [3] => Have other some: why, 'tis a happy thing [4] => To be the father unto many sons. [5] => Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to CLARENCE ) [1] => his shrift. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to GLOUCESTER ) [1] => 'twas for shift. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Brothers, you muse what chat we two have had. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => The widow likes it not, for she looks very sad. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => You'll think it strange if I should marry her. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => To whom, my lord? ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Why, Clarence, to myself. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => That would be ten days' wonder at the least. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => That's a day longer than a wonder lasts. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => By so much is the wonder in extremes. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, jest on, brothers: I can tell you both [1] => Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Nobleman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken, [1] => And brought your prisoner to your palace gate. ) ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => See that he be convey'd unto the Tower: [1] => And go we, brothers, to the man that took him, [2] => To question of his apprehension. [3] => Widow, go you along. Lords, use her honourably. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, Edward will use women honourably. [1] => Would he were wasted, marrow, bones and all, [2] => That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring, [3] => To cross me from the golden time I look for! [4] => And yet, between my soul's desire and me-- [5] => The lustful Edward's title buried-- [6] => Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward, [7] => And all the unlook'd for issue of their bodies, [8] => To take their rooms, ere I can place myself: [9] => A cold premeditation for my purpose! [10] => Why, then, I do but dream on sovereignty; [11] => Like one that stands upon a promontory, [12] => And spies a far-off shore where he would tread, [13] => Wishing his foot were equal with his eye, [14] => And chides the sea that sunders him from thence, [15] => Saying, he'll lade it dry to have his way: [16] => So do I wish the crown, being so far off; [17] => And so I chide the means that keeps me from it; [18] => And so I say, I'll cut the causes off, [19] => Flattering me with impossibilities. [20] => My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much, [21] => Unless my hand and strength could equal them. [22] => Well, say there is no kingdom then for Richard; [23] => What other pleasure can the world afford? [24] => I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap, [25] => And deck my body in gay ornaments, [26] => And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks. [27] => O miserable thought! and more unlikely [28] => Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns! [29] => Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb: [30] => And, for I should not deal in her soft laws, [31] => She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe, [32] => To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub; [33] => To make an envious mountain on my back, [34] => Where sits deformity to mock my body; [35] => To shape my legs of an unequal size; [36] => To disproportion me in every part, [37] => Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp [38] => That carries no impression like the dam. [39] => And am I then a man to be beloved? [40] => O monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought! [41] => Then, since this earth affords no joy to me, [42] => But to command, to cheque, to o'erbear such [43] => As are of better person than myself, [44] => I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown, [45] => And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell, [46] => Until my mis-shaped trunk that bears this head [47] => Be round impaled with a glorious crown. [48] => And yet I know not how to get the crown, [49] => For many lives stand between me and home: [50] => And I,--like one lost in a thorny wood, [51] => That rends the thorns and is rent with the thorns, [52] => Seeking a way and straying from the way; [53] => Not knowing how to find the open air, [54] => But toiling desperately to find it out,-- [55] => Torment myself to catch the English crown: [56] => And from that torment I will free myself, [57] => Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. [58] => Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile, [59] => And cry 'Content' to that which grieves my heart, [60] => And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, [61] => And frame my face to all occasions. [62] => I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall; [63] => I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk; [64] => I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, [65] => Deceive more slily than Ulysses could, [66] => And, like a Sinon, take another Troy. [67] => I can add colours to the chameleon, [68] => Change shapes with Proteus for advantages, [69] => And set the murderous Machiavel to school. [70] => Can I do this, and cannot get a crown? [71] => Tut, were it farther off, I'll pluck it down. [72] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. France. KING LEWIS XI's palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING LEWIS XI, his sister BONA, his Admiral, called BOURBON, PRINCE EDWARD, QUEEN MARGARET, and OXFORD. KING LEWIS XI sits, and riseth up again [1] => Enter WARWICK [2] => He descends. She ariseth [3] => They stand aloof [4] => Post blows a horn within [5] => Enter a Post [6] => They all read their letters [7] => Exit Post [8] => He gives his hand to WARWICK [9] => Exeunt all but WARWICK ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fair Queen of England, worthy Margaret, [1] => Sit down with us: it ill befits thy state [2] => And birth, that thou shouldst stand while Lewis doth sit. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, mighty King of France: now Margaret [1] => Must strike her sail and learn awhile to serve [2] => Where kings command. I was, I must confess, [3] => Great Albion's queen in former golden days: [4] => But now mischance hath trod my title down, [5] => And with dishonour laid me on the ground; [6] => Where I must take like seat unto my fortune, [7] => And to my humble seat conform myself. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Why, say, fair queen, whence springs this deep despair? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => From such a cause as fills mine eyes with tears [1] => And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in cares. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself, [1] => And sit thee by our side: [2] => Yield not thy neck [3] => To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind [4] => Still ride in triumph over all mischance. [5] => Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief; [6] => It shall be eased, if France can yield relief. ) [STAGEDIR] => Seats her by him ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts [1] => And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak. [2] => Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis, [3] => That Henry, sole possessor of my love, [4] => Is of a king become a banish'd man, [5] => And forced to live in Scotland a forlorn; [6] => While proud ambitious Edward Duke of York [7] => Usurps the regal title and the seat [8] => Of England's true-anointed lawful king. [9] => This is the cause that I, poor Margaret, [10] => With this my son, Prince Edward, Henry's heir, [11] => Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid; [12] => And if thou fail us, all our hope is done: [13] => Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help; [14] => Our people and our peers are both misled, [15] => Our treasures seized, our soldiers put to flight, [16] => And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Renowned queen, with patience calm the storm, [1] => While we bethink a means to break it off. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => The more we stay, the stronger grows our foe. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => The more I stay, the more I'll succor thee. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, but impatience waiteth on true sorrow. [1] => And see where comes the breeder of my sorrow! ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => What's he approacheth boldly to our presence? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Our Earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest friend. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings thee to France? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, now begins a second storm to rise; [1] => For this is he that moves both wind and tide. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => From worthy Edward, King of Albion, [1] => My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend, [2] => I come, in kindness and unfeigned love, [3] => First, to do greetings to thy royal person; [4] => And then to crave a league of amity; [5] => And lastly, to confirm that amity [6] => With a nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant [7] => That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sister, [8] => To England's king in lawful marriage. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To BONA ) [1] => I am commanded, with your leave and favour, [2] => Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue [3] => To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart; [4] => Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears, [5] => Hath placed thy beauty's image and thy virtue. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => King Lewis and Lady Bona, hear me speak, [1] => Before you answer Warwick. His demand [2] => Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love, [3] => But from deceit bred by necessity; [4] => For how can tyrants safely govern home, [5] => Unless abroad they purchase great alliance? [6] => To prove him tyrant this reason may suffice, [7] => That Henry liveth still: but were he dead, [8] => Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry's son. [9] => Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and marriage [10] => Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour; [11] => For though usurpers sway the rule awhile, [12] => Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Injurious Margaret! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => And why not queen? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Because thy father Henry did usurp; [1] => And thou no more are prince than she is queen. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then Warwick disannuls great John of Gaunt, [1] => Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain; [2] => And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth, [3] => Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest; [4] => And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth, [5] => Who by his prowess conquered all France: [6] => From these our Henry lineally descends. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth discourse, [1] => You told not how Henry the Sixth hath lost [2] => All that which Henry Fifth had gotten? [3] => Methinks these peers of France should smile at that. [4] => But for the rest, you tell a pedigree [5] => Of threescore and two years; a silly time [6] => To make prescription for a kingdom's worth. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against thy liege, [1] => Whom thou obeyed'st thirty and six years, [2] => And not bewray thy treason with a blush? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right, [1] => Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree? [2] => For shame! leave Henry, and call Edward king. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Call him my king by whose injurious doom [1] => My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere, [2] => Was done to death? and more than so, my father, [3] => Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, [4] => When nature brought him to the door of death? [5] => No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm, [6] => This arm upholds the house of Lancaster. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => And I the house of York. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and Oxford, [1] => Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside, [2] => While I use further conference with Warwick. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Heavens grant that Warwick's words bewitch him not! ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now Warwick, tell me, even upon thy conscience, [1] => Is Edward your true king? for I were loath [2] => To link with him that were not lawful chosen. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => But is he gracious in the people's eye? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => The more that Henry was unfortunate. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then further, all dissembling set aside, [1] => Tell me for truth the measure of his love [2] => Unto our sister Bona. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Such it seems [1] => As may beseem a monarch like himself. [2] => Myself have often heard him say and swear [3] => That this his love was an eternal plant, [4] => Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, [5] => The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun, [6] => Exempt from envy, but not from disdain, [7] => Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine: [1] => Yet I confess that often ere this day, [2] => When I have heard your king's desert recounted, [3] => Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire. ) [STAGEDIR] => To WARWICK ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, Warwick, thus: our sister shall be Edward's; [1] => And now forthwith shall articles be drawn [2] => Touching the jointure that your king must make, [3] => Which with her dowry shall be counterpoised. [4] => Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness [5] => That Bona shall be wife to the English king. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => To Edward, but not to the English king. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device [1] => By this alliance to make void my suit: [2] => Before thy coming Lewis was Henry's friend. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And still is friend to him and Margaret: [1] => But if your title to the crown be weak, [2] => As may appear by Edward's good success, [3] => Then 'tis but reason that I be released [4] => From giving aid which late I promised. [5] => Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand [6] => That your estate requires and mine can yield. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease, [1] => Where having nothing, nothing can he lose. [2] => And as for you yourself, our quondam queen, [3] => You have a father able to maintain you; [4] => And better 'twere you troubled him than France. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, impudent and shameless Warwick, peace, [1] => Proud setter up and puller down of kings! [2] => I will not hence, till, with my talk and tears, [3] => Both full of truth, I make King Lewis behold [4] => Thy sly conveyance and thy lord's false love; [5] => For both of you are birds of selfsame feather. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Warwick, this is some post to us or thee. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To WARWICK ) [1] => Sent from your brother, Marquess Montague: [2] => These from our king unto your majesty: [3] => And, madam, these for you; from whom I know not. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => To KING LEWIS XI [1] => To QUEEN MARGARET ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I like it well that our fair queen and mistress [1] => Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, mark how Lewis stamps, as he were nettled: [1] => I hope all's for the best. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Warwick, what are thy news? and yours, fair queen? ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Mine, such as fill my heart with unhoped joys. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discontent. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What! has your king married the Lady Grey! [1] => And now, to soothe your forgery and his, [2] => Sends me a paper to persuade me patience? [3] => Is this the alliance that he seeks with France? [4] => Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner? ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I told your majesty as much before: [1] => This proveth Edward's love and Warwick's honesty. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => King Lewis, I here protest, in sight of heaven, [1] => And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss, [2] => That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's, [3] => No more my king, for he dishonours me, [4] => But most himself, if he could see his shame. [5] => Did I forget that by the house of York [6] => My father came untimely to his death? [7] => Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece? [8] => Did I impale him with the regal crown? [9] => Did I put Henry from his native right? [10] => And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame? [11] => Shame on himself! for my desert is honour: [12] => And to repair my honour lost for him, [13] => I here renounce him and return to Henry. [14] => My noble queen, let former grudges pass, [15] => And henceforth I am thy true servitor: [16] => I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona, [17] => And replant Henry in his former state. ) ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to love; [1] => And I forgive and quite forget old faults, [2] => And joy that thou becomest King Henry's friend. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend, [1] => That, if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us [2] => With some few bands of chosen soldiers, [3] => I'll undertake to land them on our coast [4] => And force the tyrant from his seat by war. [5] => 'Tis not his new-made bride shall succor him: [6] => And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me, [7] => He's very likely now to fall from him, [8] => For matching more for wanton lust than honour, [9] => Or than for strength and safety of our country. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged [1] => But by thy help to this distressed queen? ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live, [1] => Unless thou rescue him from foul despair? ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BONA [LINE] => My quarrel and this English queen's are one. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with yours. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And mine with hers, and thine, and Margaret's. [1] => Therefore at last I firmly am resolved [2] => You shall have aid. ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Let me give humble thanks for all at once. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, England's messenger, return in post, [1] => And tell false Edward, thy supposed king, [2] => That Lewis of France is sending over masquers [3] => To revel it with him and his new bride: [4] => Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal. ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BONA [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, [1] => I'll wear the willow garland for his sake. ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside, [1] => And I am ready to put armour on. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, [1] => And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long. [2] => There's thy reward: be gone. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, Warwick, [1] => Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men, [2] => Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle; [3] => And, as occasion serves, this noble queen [4] => And prince shall follow with a fresh supply. [5] => Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt, [6] => What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty? ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This shall assure my constant loyalty, [1] => That if our queen and this young prince agree, [2] => I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy [3] => To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, I agree, and thank you for your motion. [1] => Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous, [2] => Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick; [3] => And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable, [4] => That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, I accept her, for she well deserves it; [1] => And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING LEWIS XI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why stay we now? These soldiers shall be levied, [1] => And thou, Lord Bourbon, our high admiral, [2] => Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet. [3] => I long till Edward fall by war's mischance, [4] => For mocking marriage with a dame of France. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I came from Edward as ambassador, [1] => But I return his sworn and mortal foe: [2] => Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me, [3] => But dreadful war shall answer his demand. [4] => Had he none else to make a stale but me? [5] => Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow. [6] => I was the chief that raised him to the crown, [7] => And I'll be chief to bring him down again: [8] => Not that I pity Henry's misery, [9] => But seek revenge on Edward's mockery. [10] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, SOMERSET, and MONTAGUE [1] => Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, attended; QUEEN ELIZABETH, PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, HASTINGS, and others [2] => Enter a Post [3] => Exit CLARENCE, and SOMERSET follows ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you [1] => Of this new marriage with the Lady Grey? [2] => Hath not our brother made a worthy choice? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to France; [1] => How could he stay till Warwick made return? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => My lords, forbear this talk; here comes the king. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => And his well-chosen bride. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => I mind to tell him plainly what I think. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, brother of Clarence, how like you our choice, [1] => That you stand pensive, as half malcontent? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As well as Lewis of France, or the Earl of Warwick, [1] => Which are so weak of courage and in judgment [2] => That they'll take no offence at our abuse. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Suppose they take offence without a cause, [1] => They are but Lewis and Warwick: I am Edward, [2] => Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And shall have your will, because our king: [1] => Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not I: [1] => No, God forbid that I should wish them sever'd [2] => Whom God hath join'd together; ay, and 'twere pity [3] => To sunder them that yoke so well together. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Setting your scorns and your mislike aside, [1] => Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey [2] => Should not become my wife and England's queen. [3] => And you too, Somerset and Montague, [4] => Speak freely what you think. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then this is mine opinion: that King Lewis [1] => Becomes your enemy, for mocking him [2] => About the marriage of the Lady Bona. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge, [1] => Is now dishonoured by this new marriage. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What if both Lewis and Warwick be appeased [1] => By such invention as I can devise? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yet, to have join'd with France in such alliance [1] => Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth [2] => 'Gainst foreign storms than any home-bred marriage. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, knows not Montague that of itself [1] => England is safe, if true within itself? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => But the safer when 'tis back'd with France. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis better using France than trusting France: [1] => Let us be back'd with God and with the seas [2] => Which He hath given for fence impregnable, [3] => And with their helps only defend ourselves; [4] => In them and in ourselves our safety lies. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For this one speech Lord Hastings well deserves [1] => To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, what of that? it was my will and grant; [1] => And for this once my will shall stand for law. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And yet methinks your grace hath not done well, [1] => To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scales [2] => Unto the brother of your loving bride; [3] => She better would have fitted me or Clarence: [4] => But in your bride you bury brotherhood. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Or else you would not have bestow'd the heir [1] => Of the Lord Bonville on your new wife's son, [2] => And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife [1] => That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In choosing for yourself, you show'd your judgment, [1] => Which being shallow, you give me leave [2] => To play the broker in mine own behalf; [3] => And to that end I shortly mind to leave you. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king, [1] => And not be tied unto his brother's will. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lords, before it pleased his majesty [1] => To raise my state to title of a queen, [2] => Do me but right, and you must all confess [3] => That I was not ignoble of descent; [4] => And meaner than myself have had like fortune. [5] => But as this title honours me and mine, [6] => So your dislike, to whom I would be pleasing, [7] => Doth cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns: [1] => What danger or what sorrow can befall thee, [2] => So long as Edward is thy constant friend, [3] => And their true sovereign, whom they must obey? [4] => Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too, [5] => Unless they seek for hatred at my hands; [6] => Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe, [7] => And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, messenger, what letters or what news [1] => From France? ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My sovereign liege, no letters; and few words, [1] => But such as I, without your special pardon, [2] => Dare not relate. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief, [1] => Tell me their words as near as thou canst guess them. [2] => What answer makes King Lewis unto our letters? ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => At my depart, these were his very words: [1] => 'Go tell false Edward, thy supposed king, [2] => That Lewis of France is sending over masquers [3] => To revel it with him and his new bride.' ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is Lewis so brave? belike he thinks me Henry. [1] => But what said Lady Bona to my marriage? ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These were her words, utter'd with mad disdain: [1] => 'Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, [2] => I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.' ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I blame not her, she could say little less; [1] => She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen? [2] => For I have heard that she was there in place. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tell him,' quoth she, 'my mourning weeds are done, [1] => And I am ready to put armour on.' ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Belike she minds to play the Amazon. [1] => But what said Warwick to these injuries? ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He, more incensed against your majesty [1] => Than all the rest, discharged me with these words: [2] => 'Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, [3] => And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long.' ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so proud words? [1] => Well I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd: [2] => They shall have wars and pay for their presumption. [3] => But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd in [1] => friendship [2] => That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's daughter. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Belike the elder; Clarence will have the younger. [1] => Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast, [2] => For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter; [3] => That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage [4] => I may not prove inferior to yourself. [5] => You that love me and Warwick, follow me. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => My thoughts aim at a further matter; I [2] => Stay not for the love of Edward, but the crown. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick! [1] => Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen; [2] => And haste is needful in this desperate case. [3] => Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf [4] => Go levy men, and make prepare for war; [5] => They are already, or quickly will be landed: [6] => Myself in person will straight follow you. [7] => But, ere I go, Hastings and Montague, [8] => Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest, [9] => Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance: [10] => Tell me if you love Warwick more than me? [11] => If it be so, then both depart to him; [12] => I rather wish you foes than hollow friends: [13] => But if you mind to hold your true obedience, [14] => Give me assurance with some friendly vow, [15] => That I may never have you in suspect. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt PEMBROKE and STAFFORD ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => So God help Montague as he proves true! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => And Hastings as he favours Edward's cause! ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Now, brother Richard, will you stand by us? ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, so! then am I sure of victory. [1] => Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour, [2] => Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power. [3] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A plain in Warwickshire. [STAGEDIR] => Enter WARWICK and OXFORD, with French soldiers [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well; [1] => The common people by numbers swarm to us. [2] => But see where Somerset and Clarence come! [3] => Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter CLARENCE and SOMERSET ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Fear not that, my lord. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick; [1] => And welcome, Somerset: I hold it cowardice [2] => To rest mistrustful where a noble heart [3] => Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love; [4] => Else might I think that Clarence, Edward's brother, [5] => Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings: [6] => But welcome, sweet Clarence; my daughter shall be thine. [7] => And now what rests but, in night's coverture, [8] => Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd, [9] => His soldiers lurking in the towns about, [10] => And but attended by a simple guard, [11] => We may surprise and take him at our pleasure? [12] => Our scouts have found the adventure very easy: [13] => That as Ulysses and stout Diomede [14] => With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents, [15] => And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds, [16] => So we, well cover'd with the night's black mantle, [17] => At unawares may beat down Edward's guard [18] => And seize himself; I say not, slaughter him, [19] => For I intend but only to surprise him. [20] => You that will follow me to this attempt, [21] => Applaud the name of Henry with your leader. [22] => Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort: [23] => For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint George! [24] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => They all cry, 'Henry!' [1] => Exit Act ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Edward's camp, near Warwick. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter three Watchmen, to guard KING EDWARD IV's tent [1] => Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and French soldiers, silent all [2] => WARWICK and the rest cry all, 'Warwick! Warwick!' and set upon the Guard, who fly, crying, 'Arm! arm!' WARWICK and the rest following them [3] => The drum playing and trumpet sounding, reenter WARWICK, SOMERSET, and the rest, bringing KING EDWARD IV out in his gown, sitting in a chair. RICHARD and HASTINGS fly over the stage [4] => They lead him out forcibly [5] => Exit, guarded ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come on, my masters, each man take his stand: [1] => The king by this is set him down to sleep. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Watchman [LINE] => What, will he not to bed? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, no; for he hath made a solemn vow [1] => Never to lie and take his natural rest [2] => Till Warwick or himself be quite suppress'd. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To-morrow then belike shall be the day, [1] => If Warwick be so near as men report. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But say, I pray, what nobleman is that [1] => That with the king here resteth in his tent? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Watchman [LINE] => 'Tis the Lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, is it so? But why commands the king [1] => That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, [2] => While he himself keeps in the cold field? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Watchman [LINE] => 'Tis the more honour, because more dangerous. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but give me worship and quietness; [1] => I like it better than a dangerous honour. [2] => If Warwick knew in what estate he stands, [3] => 'Tis to be doubted he would waken him. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Watchman [LINE] => Unless our halberds did shut up his passage. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Watchman [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, wherefore else guard we his royal tent, [1] => But to defend his person from night-foes? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is his tent; and see where stand his guard. [1] => Courage, my masters! honour now or never! [2] => But follow me, and Edward shall be ours. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Watchman [LINE] => Who goes there? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Watchman [LINE] => Stay, or thou diest! ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => What are they that fly there? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Richard and Hastings: let them go; here is The duke. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The duke! Why, Warwick, when we parted, [1] => Thou call'dst me king. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but the case is alter'd: [1] => When you disgraced me in my embassade, [2] => Then I degraded you from being king, [3] => And come now to create you Duke of York. [4] => Alas! how should you govern any kingdom, [5] => That know not how to use ambassadors, [6] => Nor how to be contented with one wife, [7] => Nor how to use your brothers brotherly, [8] => Nor how to study for the people's welfare, [9] => Nor how to shroud yourself from enemies? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yea, brother of Clarence, are thou here too? [1] => Nay, then I see that Edward needs must down. [2] => Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance, [3] => Of thee thyself and all thy complices, [4] => Edward will always bear himself as king: [5] => Though fortune's malice overthrow my state, [6] => My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, for his mind, be Edward England's king: [1] => But Henry now shall wear the English crown, [2] => And be true king indeed, thou but the shadow. [3] => My Lord of Somerset, at my request, [4] => See that forthwith Duke Edward be convey'd [5] => Unto my brother, Archbishop of York. [6] => When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, [7] => I'll follow you, and tell what answer [8] => Lewis and the Lady Bona send to him. [9] => Now, for a while farewell, good Duke of York. ) [STAGEDIR] => Takes off his crown ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What fates impose, that men must needs abide; [1] => It boots not to resist both wind and tide. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What now remains, my lords, for us to do [1] => But march to London with our soldiers? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do; [1] => To free King Henry from imprisonment [2] => And see him seated in the regal throne. [3] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and RIVERS [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Madam, what makes you in this sudden change? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why brother Rivers, are you yet to learn [1] => What late misfortune is befall'n King Edward? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => What! loss of some pitch'd battle against Warwick? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => No, but the loss of his own royal person. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Then is my sovereign slain? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, almost slain, for he is taken prisoner, [1] => Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard [2] => Or by his foe surprised at unawares: [3] => And, as I further have to understand, [4] => Is new committed to the Bishop of York, [5] => Fell Warwick's brother and by that our foe. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These news I must confess are full of grief; [1] => Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may: [2] => Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Till then fair hope must hinder life's decay. [1] => And I the rather wean me from despair [2] => For love of Edward's offspring in my womb: [3] => This is it that makes me bridle passion [4] => And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross; [5] => Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear [6] => And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs, [7] => Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown [8] => King Edward's fruit, true heir to the English crown. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => But, madam, where is Warwick then become? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am inform'd that he comes towards London, [1] => To set the crown once more on Henry's head: [2] => Guess thou the rest; King Edward's friends must down, [3] => But, to prevent the tyrant's violence,-- [4] => For trust not him that hath once broken faith,-- [5] => I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary, [6] => To save at least the heir of Edward's right: [7] => There shall I rest secure from force and fraud. [8] => Come, therefore, let us fly while we may fly: [9] => If Warwick take us we are sure to die. [10] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. A park near Middleham Castle In Yorkshire. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and STANLEY [1] => Enter KING EDWARD IV and a Huntsman with him ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, my Lord Hastings and Sir William Stanley, [1] => Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, [2] => Into this chiefest thicket of the park. [3] => Thus stands the case: you know our king, my brother, [4] => Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands [5] => He hath good usage and great liberty, [6] => And, often but attended with weak guard, [7] => Comes hunting this way to disport himself. [8] => I have advertised him by secret means [9] => That if about this hour he make his way [10] => Under the colour of his usual game, [11] => He shall here find his friends with horse and men [12] => To set him free from his captivity. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Huntsman [LINE] => This way, my lord; for this way lies the game. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, this way, man: see where the huntsmen stand. [1] => Now, brother of Gloucester, Lord Hastings, and the rest, [2] => Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother, the time and case requireth haste: [1] => Your horse stands ready at the park-corner. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => But whither shall we then? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To Lynn, my lord, [1] => And ship from thence to Flanders. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Well guess'd, believe me; for that was my meaning. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Huntsman, what say'st thou? wilt thou go along? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Huntsman [LINE] => Better do so than tarry and be hang'd. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Come then, away; let's ha' no more ado. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bishop, farewell: shield thee from Warwick's frown; [1] => And pray that I may repossess the crown. [2] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. London. The Tower. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, CLARENCE, WARWICK, SOMERSET, HENRY OF RICHMOND, OXFORD, MONTAGUE, and Lieutenant of the Tower [1] => Enter a Post [2] => Exeunt all but SOMERSET, HENRY OF RICHMOND, and OXFORD ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Master lieutenant, now that God and friends [1] => Have shaken Edward from the regal seat, [2] => And turn'd my captive state to liberty, [3] => My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys, [4] => At our enlargement what are thy due fees? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lieutenant [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Subjects may challenge nothing of their sovereigns; [1] => But if an humble prayer may prevail, [2] => I then crave pardon of your majesty. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => For what, lieutenant? for well using me? [1] => Nay, be thou sure I'll well requite thy kindness, [2] => For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure; [3] => Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds [4] => Conceive when after many moody thoughts [5] => At last by notes of household harmony [6] => They quite forget their loss of liberty. [7] => But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free, [8] => And chiefly therefore I thank God and thee; [9] => He was the author, thou the instrument. [10] => Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite [11] => By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me, [12] => And that the people of this blessed land [13] => May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars, [14] => Warwick, although my head still wear the crown, [15] => I here resign my government to thee, [16] => For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your grace hath still been famed for virtuous; [1] => And now may seem as wise as virtuous, [2] => By spying and avoiding fortune's malice, [3] => For few men rightly temper with the stars: [4] => Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace, [5] => For choosing me when Clarence is in place. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway, [1] => To whom the heavens in thy nativity [2] => Adjudged an olive branch and laurel crown, [3] => As likely to be blest in peace and war; [4] => And therefore I yield thee my free consent. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => And I choose Clarence only for protector. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Warwick and Clarence give me both your hands: [1] => Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts, [2] => That no dissension hinder government: [3] => I make you both protectors of this land, [4] => While I myself will lead a private life [5] => And in devotion spend my latter days, [6] => To sin's rebuke and my Creator's praise. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => What answers Clarence to his sovereign's will? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That he consents, if Warwick yield consent; [1] => For on thy fortune I repose myself. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then, though loath, yet must I be content: [1] => We'll yoke together, like a double shadow [2] => To Henry's body, and supply his place; [3] => I mean, in bearing weight of government, [4] => While he enjoys the honour and his ease. [5] => And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful [6] => Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor, [7] => And all his lands and goods be confiscate. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => What else? and that succession be determined. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his part. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, with the first of all your chief affairs, [1] => Let me entreat, for I command no more, [2] => That Margaret your queen and my son Edward [3] => Be sent for, to return from France with speed; [4] => For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear [5] => My joy of liberty is half eclipsed. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => It shall be done, my sovereign, with all speed. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that, [1] => Of whom you seem to have so tender care? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => My liege, it is young Henry, earl of Richmond. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come hither, England's hope. [1] => If secret powers [2] => Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, [3] => This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss. [4] => His looks are full of peaceful majesty, [5] => His head by nature framed to wear a crown, [6] => His hand to wield a sceptre, and himself [7] => Likely in time to bless a regal throne. [8] => Make much of him, my lords, for this is he [9] => Must help you more than you are hurt by me. ) [STAGEDIR] => Lays his hand on his head ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => What news, my friend? ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That Edward is escaped from your brother, [1] => And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Unsavoury news! but how made he escape? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Post [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He was convey'd by Richard Duke of Gloucester [1] => And the Lord Hastings, who attended him [2] => In secret ambush on the forest side [3] => And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him; [4] => For hunting was his daily exercise. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My brother was too careless of his charge. [1] => But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide [2] => A salve for any sore that may betide. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I like not of this flight of Edward's; [1] => For doubtless Burgundy will yield him help, [2] => And we shall have more wars before 't be long. [3] => As Henry's late presaging prophecy [4] => Did glad my heart with hope of this young Richmond, [5] => So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts [6] => What may befall him, to his harm and ours: [7] => Therefore, Lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, [8] => Forthwith we'll send him hence to Brittany, [9] => Till storms be past of civil enmity. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, for if Edward repossess the crown, [1] => 'Tis like that Richmond with the rest shall down. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It shall be so; he shall to Brittany. [1] => Come, therefore, let's about it speedily. [2] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [6] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VII. Before York. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and Soldiers [1] => Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his Brethren [2] => They descend [3] => Enter the Mayor and two Aldermen, below [4] => March. Enter MONTGOMERY, with drum and soldiers [5] => The drum begins to march [6] => Flourish [7] => Throws down his gauntlet ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, brother Richard, Lord Hastings, and the rest, [1] => Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends, [2] => And says that once more I shall interchange [3] => My waned state for Henry's regal crown. [4] => Well have we pass'd and now repass'd the seas [5] => And brought desired help from Burgundy: [6] => What then remains, we being thus arrived [7] => From Ravenspurgh haven before the gates of York, [8] => But that we enter, as into our dukedom? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The gates made fast! Brother, I like not this; [1] => For many men that stumble at the threshold [2] => Are well foretold that danger lurks within. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tush, man, abodements must not now affright us: [1] => By fair or foul means we must enter in, [2] => For hither will our friends repair to us. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => My liege, I'll knock once more to summon them. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Mayor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lords, we were forewarned of your coming, [1] => And shut the gates for safety of ourselves; [2] => For now we owe allegiance unto Henry. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, master mayor, if Henry be your king, [1] => Yet Edward at the least is Duke of York. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Mayor [LINE] => True, my good lord; I know you for no less. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom, [1] => As being well content with that alone. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => He'll soon find means to make the body follow. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, master mayor, why stand you in a doubt? [1] => Open the gates; we are King Henry's friends. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Mayor [LINE] => Ay, say you so? the gates shall then be open'd. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => A wise stout captain, and soon persuaded! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The good old man would fain that all were well, [1] => So 'twere not 'long of him; but being enter'd, [2] => I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade [3] => Both him and all his brothers unto reason. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, master mayor: these gates must not be shut [1] => But in the night or in the time of war. [2] => What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys; [3] => For Edward will defend the town and thee, [4] => And all those friends that deign to follow me. ) [STAGEDIR] => Takes his keys ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery, [1] => Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Welcome, Sir John! But why come you in arms? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To help King Edward in his time of storm, [1] => As every loyal subject ought to do. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thanks, good Montgomery; but we now forget [1] => Our title to the crown and only claim [2] => Our dukedom till God please to send the rest. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then fare you well, for I will hence again: [1] => I came to serve a king and not a duke. [2] => Drummer, strike up, and let us march away. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, stay, Sir John, awhile, and we'll debate [1] => By what safe means the crown may be recover'd. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What talk you of debating? in few words, [1] => If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king, [2] => I'll leave you to your fortune and be gone [3] => To keep them back that come to succor you: [4] => Why shall we fight, if you pretend no title? ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When we grow stronger, then we'll make our claim: [1] => Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Away with scrupulous wit! now arms must rule. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns. [1] => Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand: [2] => The bruit thereof will bring you many friends. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right, [1] => And Henry but usurps the diadem. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself; [1] => And now will I be Edward's champion. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sound trumpet; Edward shall be here proclaim'd: [1] => Come, fellow-soldier, make thou proclamation. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Soldier [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Edward the Fourth, by the grace of God, king of [1] => England and France, and lord of Ireland, &c. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's right, [1] => By this I challenge him to single fight. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => All [LINE] => Long live Edward the Fourth! ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thanks, brave Montgomery; and thanks unto you all: [1] => If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness. [2] => Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York; [3] => And when the morning sun shall raise his car [4] => Above the border of this horizon, [5] => We'll forward towards Warwick and his mates; [6] => For well I wot that Henry is no soldier. [7] => Ah, froward Clarence! how evil it beseems thee [8] => To flatter Henry and forsake thy brother! [9] => Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwick. [10] => Come on, brave soldiers: doubt not of the day, [11] => And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay. [12] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [7] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VIII. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING HENRY VI, WARWICK, MONTAGUE, CLARENCE, EXETER, and OXFORD [1] => Exeunt all but KING HENRY VI and EXETER [2] => Shout within. 'A Lancaster! A Lancaster!' [3] => Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, and soldiers ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What counsel, lords? Edward from Belgia, [1] => With hasty Germans and blunt Hollanders, [2] => Hath pass'd in safety through the narrow seas, [3] => And with his troops doth march amain to London; [4] => And many giddy people flock to him. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Let's levy men, and beat him back again. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A little fire is quickly trodden out; [1] => Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In Warwickshire I have true-hearted friends, [1] => Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in war; [2] => Those will I muster up: and thou, son Clarence, [3] => Shalt stir up in Suffolk, Norfolk, and in Kent, [4] => The knights and gentlemen to come with thee: [5] => Thou, brother Montague, in Buckingham, [6] => Northampton and in Leicestershire, shalt find [7] => Men well inclined to hear what thou command'st: [8] => And thou, brave Oxford, wondrous well beloved, [9] => In Oxfordshire shalt muster up thy friends. [10] => My sovereign, with the loving citizens, [11] => Like to his island girt in with the ocean, [12] => Or modest Dian circled with her nymphs, [13] => Shall rest in London till we come to him. [14] => Fair lords, take leave and stand not to reply. [15] => Farewell, my sovereign. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Farewell, my Hector, and my Troy's true hope. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => In sign of truth, I kiss your highness' hand. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Comfort, my lord; and so I take my leave. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => And thus I seal my truth, and bid adieu. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet Oxford, and my loving Montague, [1] => And all at once, once more a happy farewell. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Farewell, sweet lords: let's meet at Coventry. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here at the palace I will rest awhile. [1] => Cousin of Exeter, what thinks your lordship? [2] => Methinks the power that Edward hath in field [3] => Should not be able to encounter mine. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => The doubt is that he will seduce the rest. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame: [1] => I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands, [2] => Nor posted off their suits with slow delays; [3] => My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds, [4] => My mildness hath allay'd their swelling griefs, [5] => My mercy dried their water-flowing tears; [6] => I have not been desirous of their wealth, [7] => Nor much oppress'd them with great subsidies. [8] => Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd: [9] => Then why should they love Edward more than me? [10] => No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace: [11] => And when the lion fawns upon the lamb, [12] => The lamb will never cease to follow him. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EXETER [LINE] => Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Seize on the shame-faced Henry, bear him hence; [1] => And once again proclaim us King of England. [2] => You are the fount that makes small brooks to flow: [3] => Now stops thy spring; my sea sha$l suck them dry, [4] => And swell so much the higher by their ebb. [5] => Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak. [6] => And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course [7] => Where peremptory Warwick now remains: [8] => The sun shines hot; and, if we use delay, [9] => Cold biting winter mars our hoped-for hay. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt some with KING HENRY VI ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away betimes, before his forces join, [1] => And take the great-grown traitor unawares: [2] => Brave warriors, march amain towards Coventry. [3] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Coventry. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter WARWICK, the Mayor of Coventry, two Messengers, and others upon the walls [1] => Enter SIR JOHN SOMERVILLE [2] => Drum heard [3] => March: flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, and soldiers [4] => Enter OXFORD, with drum and colours [5] => He and his forces enter the city [6] => Enter MONTAGUE with drum and colours [7] => He and his forces enter the city [8] => Enter SOMERSET, with drum and colours [9] => He and his forces enter the city [10] => Enter CLARENCE, with drum and colours ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where is the post that came from valiant Oxford? [1] => How far hence is thy lord, mine honest fellow? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Messenger [LINE] => By this at Dunsmore, marching hitherward. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How far off is our brother Montague? [1] => Where is the post that came from Montague? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Messenger [LINE] => By this at Daintry, with a puissant troop. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Say, Somerville, what says my loving son? [1] => And, by thy guess, how nigh is Clarence now? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => At Southam I did leave him with his forces, [1] => And do expect him here some two hours hence. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Then Clarence is at hand, I hear his drum. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is not his, my lord; here Southam lies: [1] => The drum your honour hears marcheth from Warwick. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Who should that be? belike, unlook'd-for friends. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => They are at hand, and you shall quickly know. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Go, trumpet, to the walls, and sound a parle. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => See how the surly Warwick mans the wall! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O unbid spite! is sportful Edward come? [1] => Where slept our scouts, or how are they seduced, [2] => That we could hear no news of his repair? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, Warwick, wilt thou ope the city gates, [1] => Speak gentle words and humbly bend thy knee, [2] => Call Edward king and at his hands beg mercy? [3] => And he shall pardon thee these outrages. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, rather, wilt thou draw thy forces hence, [1] => Confess who set thee up and pluck'd thee own, [2] => Call Warwick patron and be penitent? [3] => And thou shalt still remain the Duke of York. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thought, at least, he would have said the king; [1] => Or did he make the jest against his will? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Is not a dukedom, sir, a goodly gift? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, by my faith, for a poor earl to give: [1] => I'll do thee service for so good a gift. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => 'Twas I that gave the kingdom to thy brother. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Why then 'tis mine, if but by Warwick's gift. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou art no Atlas for so great a weight: [1] => And weakling, Warwick takes his gift again; [2] => And Henry is my king, Warwick his subject. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But Warwick's king is Edward's prisoner: [1] => And, gallant Warwick, do but answer this: [2] => What is the body when the head is off? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, that Warwick had no more forecast, [1] => But, whiles he thought to steal the single ten, [2] => The king was slily finger'd from the deck! [3] => You left poor Henry at the Bishop's palace, [4] => And, ten to one, you'll meet him in the Tower. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => EDWARD [LINE] => 'Tis even so; yet you are Warwick still. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, Warwick, take the time; kneel down, kneel down: [1] => Nay, when? strike now, or else the iron cools. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I had rather chop this hand off at a blow, [1] => And with the other fling it at thy face, [2] => Than bear so low a sail, to strike to thee. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sail how thou canst, have wind and tide thy friend, [1] => This hand, fast wound about thy coal-black hair [2] => Shall, whiles thy head is warm and new cut off, [3] => Write in the dust this sentence with thy blood, [4] => 'Wind-changing Warwick now can change no more.' ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => O cheerful colours! see where Oxford comes! ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster! ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => The gates are open, let us enter too. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So other foes may set upon our backs. [1] => Stand we in good array; for they no doubt [2] => Will issue out again and bid us battle: [3] => If not, the city being but of small defence, [4] => We'll quickly rouse the traitors in the same. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => O, welcome, Oxford! for we want thy help. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => MONTAGUE [LINE] => Montague, Montague, for Lancaster! ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou and thy brother both shall buy this treason [1] => Even with the dearest blood your bodies bear. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The harder match'd, the greater victory: [1] => My mind presageth happy gain and conquest. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Somerset, Somerset, for Lancaster! ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Two of thy name, both Dukes of Somerset, [1] => Have sold their lives unto the house of York; [2] => And thou shalt be the third if this sword hold. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And lo, where George of Clarence sweeps along, [1] => Of force enough to bid his brother battle; [2] => With whom an upright zeal to right prevails [3] => More than the nature of a brother's love! [4] => Come, Clarence, come; thou wilt, if Warwick call. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Father of Warwick, know you what this means? [1] => Look here, I throw my infamy at thee [2] => I will not ruinate my father's house, [3] => Who gave his blood to lime the stones together, [4] => And set up Lancaster. Why, trow'st thou, Warwick, [5] => That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnatural, [6] => To bend the fatal instruments of war [7] => Against his brother and his lawful king? [8] => Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath: [9] => To keep that oath were more impiety [10] => Than Jephthah's, when he sacrificed his daughter. [11] => I am so sorry for my trespass made [12] => That, to deserve well at my brother's hands, [13] => I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe, [14] => With resolution, wheresoe'er I meet thee-- [15] => As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad-- [16] => To plague thee for thy foul misleading me. [17] => And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee, [18] => And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks. [19] => Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends: [20] => And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults, [21] => For I will henceforth be no more unconstant. ) [STAGEDIR] => Taking his red rose out of his hat ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now welcome more, and ten times more beloved, [1] => Than if thou never hadst deserved our hate. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Welcome, good Clarence; this is brotherlike. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => O passing traitor, perjured and unjust! ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town and fight? [1] => Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, I am not coop'd here for defence! [1] => I will away towards Barnet presently, [2] => And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou darest. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and leads the way. [1] => Lords, to the field; Saint George and victory! [2] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt King Edward and his company. March. Warwick and his company follow ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. A field of battle near Barnet. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum and excursions. Enter KING EDWARD IV, bringing forth WARWICK wounded [1] => Exit [2] => Enter OXFORD and SOMERSET [3] => Dies ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear; [1] => For Warwick was a bug that fear'd us all. [2] => Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee, [3] => That Warwick's bones may keep thine company. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend or foe, [1] => And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick? [2] => Why ask I that? my mangled body shows, [3] => My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows. [4] => That I must yield my body to the earth [5] => And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe. [6] => Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge, [7] => Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle, [8] => Under whose shade the ramping lion slept, [9] => Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading tree [10] => And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind. [11] => These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black veil, [12] => Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun, [13] => To search the secret treasons of the world: [14] => The wrinkles in my brows, now filled with blood, [15] => Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres; [16] => For who lived king, but I could dig his grave? [17] => And who durst mine when Warwick bent his brow? [18] => Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood! [19] => My parks, my walks, my manors that I had. [20] => Even now forsake me, and of all my lands [21] => Is nothing left me but my body's length. [22] => Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? [23] => And, live we how we can, yet die we must. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Warwick, Warwick! wert thou as we are. [1] => We might recover all our loss again; [2] => The queen from France hath brought a puissant power: [3] => Even now we heard the news: ah, could'st thou fly! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then I would not fly. Ah, Montague, [1] => If thou be there, sweet brother, take my hand. [2] => And with thy lips keep in my soul awhile! [3] => Thou lovest me not; for, brother, if thou didst, [4] => Thy tears would wash this cold congealed blood [5] => That glues my lips and will not let me speak. [6] => Come quickly, Montague, or I am dead. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, Warwick! Montague hath breathed his last; [1] => And to the latest gasp cried out for Warwick, [2] => And said 'Commend me to my valiant brother.' [3] => And more he would have said, and more he spoke, [4] => Which sounded like a clamour in a vault, [5] => That mought not be distinguished; but at last [6] => I well might hear, delivered with a groan, [7] => 'O, farewell, Warwick!' ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => WARWICK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet rest his soul! Fly, lords, and save yourselves; [1] => For Warwick bids you all farewell to meet in heaven. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away, away, to meet the queen's great power! [1] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Here they bear away his body. Exeunt ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV in triumph; with GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course, [1] => And we are graced with wreaths of victory. [2] => But, in the midst of this bright-shining day, [3] => I spy a black, suspicious, threatening cloud, [4] => That will encounter with our glorious sun, [5] => Ere he attain his easeful western bed: [6] => I mean, my lords, those powers that the queen [7] => Hath raised in Gallia have arrived our coast [8] => And, as we hear, march on to fight with us. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A little gale will soon disperse that cloud [1] => And blow it to the source from whence it came: [2] => The very beams will dry those vapours up, [3] => For every cloud engenders not a storm. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The queen is valued thirty thousand strong, [1] => And Somerset, with Oxford fled to her: [2] => If she have time to breathe be well assured [3] => Her faction will be full as strong as ours. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We are advertised by our loving friends [1] => That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury: [2] => We, having now the best at Barnet field, [3] => Will thither straight, for willingness rids way; [4] => And, as we march, our strength will be augmented [5] => In every county as we go along. [6] => Strike up the drum; cry 'Courage!' and away. [7] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Plains near Tewksbury. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => March. Enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE EDWARD, SOMERSET, OXFORD, and soldiers [1] => Enter a Messenger [2] => Flourish and march. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and soldiers ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great lords, wise men ne'er sit and wail their loss, [1] => But cheerly seek how to redress their harms. [2] => What though the mast be now blown overboard, [3] => The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost, [4] => And half our sailors swallow'd in the flood? [5] => Yet lives our pilot still. Is't meet that he [6] => Should leave the helm and like a fearful lad [7] => With tearful eyes add water to the sea [8] => And give more strength to that which hath too much, [9] => Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the rock, [10] => Which industry and courage might have saved? [11] => Ah, what a shame! ah, what a fault were this! [12] => Say Warwick was our anchor; what of that? [13] => And Montague our topmost; what of him? [14] => Our slaughter'd friends the tackles; what of these? [15] => Why, is not Oxford here another anchor? [16] => And Somerset another goodly mast? [17] => The friends of France our shrouds and tacklings? [18] => And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I [19] => For once allow'd the skilful pilot's charge? [20] => We will not from the helm to sit and weep, [21] => But keep our course, though the rough wind say no, [22] => From shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck. [23] => As good to chide the waves as speak them fair. [24] => And what is Edward but ruthless sea? [25] => What Clarence but a quicksand of deceit? [26] => And Richard but a ragged fatal rock? [27] => All these the enemies to our poor bark. [28] => Say you can swim; alas, 'tis but a while! [29] => Tread on the sand; why, there you quickly sink: [30] => Bestride the rock; the tide will wash you off, [31] => Or else you famish; that's a threefold death. [32] => This speak I, lords, to let you understand, [33] => If case some one of you would fly from us, [34] => That there's no hoped-for mercy with the brothers [35] => More than with ruthless waves, with sands and rocks. [36] => Why, courage then! what cannot be avoided [37] => 'Twere childish weakness to lament or fear. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Methinks a woman of this valiant spirit [1] => Should, if a coward heard her speak these words, [2] => Infuse his breast with magnanimity [3] => And make him, naked, foil a man at arms. [4] => I speak not this as doubting any here [5] => For did I but suspect a fearful man [6] => He should have leave to go away betimes, [7] => Lest in our need he might infect another [8] => And make him of like spirit to himself. [9] => If any such be here--as God forbid!-- [10] => Let him depart before we need his help. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Women and children of so high a courage, [1] => And warriors faint! why, 'twere perpetual shame. [2] => O brave young prince! thy famous grandfather [3] => Doth live again in thee: long mayst thou live [4] => To bear his image and renew his glories! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And he that will not fight for such a hope. [1] => Go home to bed, and like the owl by day, [2] => If he arise, be mock'd and wonder'd at. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Thanks, gentle Somerset; sweet Oxford, thanks. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => And take his thanks that yet hath nothing else. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at hand. [1] => Ready to fight; therefore be resolute. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thought no less: it is his policy [1] => To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => But he's deceived; we are in readiness. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => This cheers my heart, to see your forwardness. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Here pitch our battle; hence we will not budge. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brave followers, yonder stands the thorny wood, [1] => Which, by the heavens' assistance and your strength, [2] => Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night. [3] => I need not add more fuel to your fire, [4] => For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out [5] => Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords! ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lords, knights, and gentlemen, what I should say [1] => My tears gainsay; for every word I speak, [2] => Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes. [3] => Therefore, no more but this: Henry, your sovereign, [4] => Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd, [5] => His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain, [6] => His statutes cancell'd and his treasure spent; [7] => And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil. [8] => You fight in justice: then, in God's name, lords, [9] => Be valiant and give signal to the fight. [10] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Alarum. Retreat. Excursions. Exeunt ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and soldiers; with QUEEN MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, prisoners [1] => Exeunt Oxford and Somerset, guarded [2] => Enter soldiers, with PRINCE EDWARD [3] => Stabs him [4] => Stabs him [5] => Stabs him [6] => Offers to kill her [7] => Exit [8] => Exit, led out forcibly ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now here a period of tumultuous broils. [1] => Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight: [2] => For Somerset, off with his guilty head. [3] => Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => For my part, I'll not trouble thee with words. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SOMERSET [LINE] => Nor I, but stoop with patience to my fortune. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So part we sadly in this troublous world, [1] => To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is proclamation made, that who finds Edward [1] => Shall have a high reward, and he his life? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => It is: and lo, where youthful Edward comes! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him speak. [1] => What! can so young a thorn begin to prick? [2] => Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make [3] => For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects, [4] => And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Speak like a subject, proud ambitious York! [1] => Suppose that I am now my father's mouth; [2] => Resign thy chair, and where I stand kneel thou, [3] => Whilst I propose the selfsame words to thee, [4] => Which traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Ah, that thy father had been so resolved! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That you might still have worn the petticoat, [1] => And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let AEsop fable in a winter's night; [1] => His currish riddles sort not with this place. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => By heaven, brat, I'll plague ye for that word. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to men. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => For God's sake, take away this captive scold. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Nay, take away this scolding crookback rather. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your tongue. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know my duty; you are all undutiful: [1] => Lascivious Edward, and thou perjured George, [2] => And thou mis-shapen Dick, I tell ye all [3] => I am your better, traitors as ye are: [4] => And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Take that, thou likeness of this railer here. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => And there's for twitting me with perjury. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => O, kill me too! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Marry, and shall. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Hold, Richard, hold; for we have done too much. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Why should she live, to fill the world with words? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => What, doth she swoon? use means for her recovery. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother; [1] => I'll hence to London on a serious matter: [2] => Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => What? what? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => The Tower, the Tower. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy mother, boy! [1] => Canst thou not speak? O traitors! murderers! [2] => They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at all, [3] => Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame, [4] => If this foul deed were by to equal it: [5] => He was a man; this, in respect, a child: [6] => And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. [7] => What's worse than murderer, that I may name it? [8] => No, no, my heart will burst, and if I speak: [9] => And I will speak, that so my heart may burst. [10] => Butchers and villains! bloody cannibals! [11] => How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd! [12] => You have no children, butchers! if you had, [13] => The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse: [14] => But if you ever chance to have a child, [15] => Look in his youth to have him so cut off [16] => As, deathmen, you have rid this sweet young prince! ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Away with her; go, bear her hence perforce. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch me here, [1] => Here sheathe thy sword, I'll pardon thee my death: [2] => What, wilt thou not? then, Clarence, do it thou. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => By heaven, I will not do thee so much ease. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence, do thou do it. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Didst thou not hear me swear I would not do it? ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, but thou usest to forswear thyself: [1] => 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity. [2] => What, wilt thou not? Where is that devil's butcher, [3] => Hard-favour'd Richard? Richard, where art thou? [4] => Thou art not here: murder is thy alms-deed; [5] => Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Away, I say; I charge ye, bear her hence. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => So come to you and yours, as to this Prince! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Where's Richard gone? ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To London, all in post; and, as I guess, [1] => To make a bloody supper in the Tower. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He's sudden, if a thing comes in his head. [1] => Now march we hence: discharge the common sort [2] => With pay and thanks, and let's away to London [3] => And see our gentle queen how well she fares: [4] => By this, I hope, she hath a son for me. [5] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit Act ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. London. The Tower. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KING HENRY VI and GLOUCESTER, with the Lieutenant, on the walls [1] => Exit Lieutenant [2] => Dies ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Good day, my lord. What, at your book so hard? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, my good lord:--my lord, I should say rather; [1] => 'Tis sin to flatter; 'good' was little better: [2] => 'Good Gloucester' and 'good devil' were alike, [3] => And both preposterous; therefore, not 'good lord.' ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Sirrah, leave us to ourselves: we must confer. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So flies the reckless shepherd from the wolf; [1] => So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece [2] => And next his throat unto the butcher's knife. [3] => What scene of death hath Roscius now to act? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; [1] => The thief doth fear each bush an officer. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The bird that hath been limed in a bush, [1] => With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush; [2] => And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, [3] => Have now the fatal object in my eye [4] => Where my poor young was limed, was caught and kill'd. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, what a peevish fool was that of Crete, [1] => That taught his son the office of a fowl! [2] => An yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I, Daedalus; my poor boy, Icarus; [1] => Thy father, Minos, that denied our course; [2] => The sun that sear'd the wings of my sweet boy [3] => Thy brother Edward, and thyself the sea [4] => Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life. [5] => Ah, kill me with thy weapon, not with words! [6] => My breast can better brook thy dagger's point [7] => Than can my ears that tragic history. [8] => But wherefore dost thou come? is't for my life? ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Think'st thou I am an executioner? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A persecutor, I am sure, thou art: [1] => If murdering innocents be executing, [2] => Why, then thou art an executioner. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Thy son I kill'd for his presumption. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hadst thou been kill'd when first thou didst presume, [1] => Thou hadst not lived to kill a son of mine. [2] => And thus I prophesy, that many a thousand, [3] => Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear, [4] => And many an old man's sigh and many a widow's, [5] => And many an orphan's water-standing eye-- [6] => Men for their sons, wives for their husbands, [7] => And orphans for their parents timeless death-- [8] => Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born. [9] => The owl shriek'd at thy birth,--an evil sign; [10] => The night-crow cried, aboding luckless time; [11] => Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempest shook down trees; [12] => The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top, [13] => And chattering pies in dismal discords sung. [14] => Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain, [15] => And, yet brought forth less than a mother's hope, [16] => To wit, an indigested and deformed lump, [17] => Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree. [18] => Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born, [19] => To signify thou camest to bite the world: [20] => And, if the rest be true which I have heard, [21] => Thou camest-- ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll hear no more: die, prophet in thy speech: [1] => For this amongst the rest, was I ordain'd. ) [STAGEDIR] => Stabs him ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING HENRY VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, and for much more slaughter after this. [1] => God forgive my sins, and pardon thee! ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster [1] => Sink in the ground? I thought it would have mounted. [2] => See how my sword weeps for the poor king's death! [3] => O, may such purple tears be alway shed [4] => From those that wish the downfall of our house! [5] => If any spark of life be yet remaining, [6] => Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thither: [7] => I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear. [8] => Indeed, 'tis true that Henry told me of; [9] => For I have often heard my mother say [10] => I came into the world with my legs forward: [11] => Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste, [12] => And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right? [13] => The midwife wonder'd and the women cried [14] => 'O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!' [15] => And so I was; which plainly signified [16] => That I should snarl and bite and play the dog. [17] => Then, since the heavens have shaped my body so, [18] => Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. [19] => I have no brother, I am like no brother; [20] => And this word 'love,' which graybeards call divine, [21] => Be resident in men like one another [22] => And not in me: I am myself alone. [23] => Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light: [24] => But I will sort a pitchy day for thee; [25] => For I will buz abroad such prophecies [26] => That Edward shall be fearful of his life, [27] => And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death. [28] => King Henry and the prince his son are gone: [29] => Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest, [30] => Counting myself but bad till I be best. [31] => I'll throw thy body in another room [32] => And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom. [33] => 3 KING HENRY VI ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Stabs him again [1] => Exit, with the body ) ) ) ) [6] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VII. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, QUEEN ELIZABETH, CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a Nurse with the young Prince, and Attendants [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Once more we sit in England's royal throne, [1] => Re-purchased with the blood of enemies. [2] => What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn, [3] => Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their pride! [4] => Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd [5] => For hardy and undoubted champions; [6] => Two Cliffords, as the father and the son, [7] => And two Northumberlands; two braver men [8] => Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound; [9] => With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague, [10] => That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion [11] => And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. [12] => Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat [13] => And made our footstool of security. [14] => Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy. [15] => Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself [16] => Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night, [17] => Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, [18] => That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace; [19] => And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => For yet I am not look'd on in the world. [2] => This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave; [3] => And heave it shall some weight, or break my back: [4] => Work thou the way,--and thou shalt execute. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen; [1] => And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The duty that I owe unto your majesty [1] => I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, [1] => Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. [2] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [3] => And cried 'all hail!' when as he meant all harm. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now am I seated as my soul delights, [1] => Having my country's peace and brothers' loves. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What will your grace have done with Margaret? [1] => Reignier, her father, to the king of France [2] => Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, [3] => And hither have they sent it for her ransom. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away with her, and waft her hence to France. [1] => And now what rests but that we spend the time [2] => With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, [3] => Such as befits the pleasure of the court? [4] => Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy! [5] => For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. ) ) ) ) ) ) ) )