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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A10726	The true tragedie of Richard Duke of York and the death of good King Henrie the Sixt, with the whole contention betweene the two houses Lancaster and Yorke, as it was sundrie times acted by the right honourable the earle of Pembrooke his seruants.; King Henry VI. Part 3	Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616.	1595 (1595)	STC 21006; ESTC S102944	36,745	80

to flie no strength to hold our flight The foe is mercilesse and will not pittie me And at their hands I haue deserude no pittie The aire is got into my bleeding wounds And much effuse of bloud doth make me faint Come Yorke and Richard Warwike and the rest I stabde your fathers now come split my brest Enter Edward Richard and Warwike and Souldiers Edw. Thus farre our fortunes keepes an vpward Course and we are grast with wreathes of victorie Some troopes pursue the bloudie minded Queene That now towards Barwike 〈…〉 ama●●e But thinke you that Clifford is sled awaie with them War No t is impossible he should escape For though before his face I speake the words Your brother Richard markt him for the graue And where so ere he be I warrant him dead Clifford grones and then dies Edw. Harke what soule is this that takes his heauy leaue Rich. A deadlie grone like life and deaths departure Edw. See who it is and now the battailes ended Friend or foe let him be friendlie vsed Rich. Reuerse that doome of mercie for t is Clifford Who kild our tender brother Rutland And stabd our princelie father Duke of Yorke War From off the gates of Yorke fetch downe the Head Your fathers head which Clifford placed there Insteed of that let his supplie the roome Measure for measure must be answered Edw. Bring forth that fatall skrichowle to our house That nothing sung to vs but bloud and death Now his euill boding tongue no more shall speake War I thinke his vnderstanding is berest Say Clifford doest thou know who speakes to thee Darke cloudie death oreshades his beames of life And he nor sees nor heares vs what we saie Rich. Oh would he did and so perhaps he doth And t is his policie that in the time of death He might auoid such bitter stormes as he In his houre of death did giue vnto our father George Richard if thou thinkest so vex him with eag●r words Rich. Clifford aske mercie and obtaine no grace Edw. Clifford repent in bootlesse penitence War Clifford deuise excuses for thy fault George Whilst we deuise fell tortures for thy fault Rich. Thou pittiedst Yorke and I am sonne to Yorke Edw. Thou pittiedst Rutland and I will pittie thee George Where 's captaine Margaret to ●ence you now War They mocke thee Clifford sweare as thou wast wont Rich. What not an oth Nay then I know hee s dead T is hard when Clifford cannot foord his friend an oath By this I know hee s dead and by my soule Would this right hand buy but an howres life That I in all contempt might raile at him I de cut it off and with the issuing bloud Stifle the villaine whose inst inched thirst Yorke and young Rutland could not satisfie War I but he is dead off with the traitors head And reare it in the place your fathers stands And now to London with triumphant march There to be crowned Englands lawfull king From thence shall Warwike crosse the seas to France And aske the ladie Bona for thy Queene So shalt thou sinew both these landes togither And hauing France thy friend thou needst not dread The scattered foe that hopes to rise againe And though they cannot greatly sting to hurt Yet looke to haue them busie to offend thine eares First I le see the coronation done And afterward I le crosse the seas to France To effect this marriage if it please my Lord. Edw. Euen as thou wilt good Warwike let it be But first before we goe George kneele downe We here create thee Duke of Clarence and girt thee with the sword Our younger brother Richard Duke of Glocester Warwike as my selfe shal do vndo as him pleaseth best Rich. Let me be Duke of Clarenco George of Gloster For Glosters Duke dome is too ominous War Tush that 's a childish obseruation Richard be Duke of Gloster Now to London To see these honors in possession Exeunt Omnes Enter two keepers with bow and arrowes Keeper Come le ts take our stands vpon this hill And by and by the deere will come this waie But staie heere come● a man le ts listen him a while Enter king Henrie disguisde Hen. From Scotland am I stolne euen of pure loue And thus disguisde to greet my natiue land No Henrie no It is no land of thine No bending knee will call thee Caesar now No humble su●●●s sues to thee for right For how canst thou helpe them and not thy selfe Keeper I marrie sir here is a deere his skin is a Keepers fee Sirra stand close for as I thinke This is the king king Edward hath deposde Hen. My Queene and sonne poore soules are gone to France and as I heare the great commanding Warwike To intreat a marriage with the ladie Bona If this be true poore Queene and sonne Your labour is but spent in vaine For Lewis is a prince soone wun with words And Warwike is a subtill Orator He laughes and saies his Edward is instalde She weepes and saies her Henry is deposde He on his right hand asking a wise for Edward She on his left side crauing aide for Henry Keeper What art thou that talkes of kings and queens Hen. More then I seeme for lesse I should not be A man at least and more I cannot be And men maie talke of kings and why not I Keeper I but thou talkest as if thou wert a king thy selfe Hen. Why so I am in mind though not in shew Keeper And if thou be a king where is thy crowne Hen. My crowne is in my hart not on my head My crowne is calde content a crowne that Kings doe seldome times enioy Keeper And if thou be a king crownd with content Your crowne content and you must be content To go with vs vnto the officer for as we thinke You are our quondam king K. Edward hath deposde And therefore we charge you in Gods name the kings To go along with vs vnto the officers Hen. Gods name be fulfild your kings name be Obaide and be you kings command and I le obay Exeunt Omnes Enter king Edward Clarence and Gloster Montague Hastings and the Lady Gray K Edw. Brothers of Clarence and of Glocester This ladies husband heere sir R●chard Gray At the battaile of saint Alkones did lose his life His lands then were seazed on by the conqueror Her sute is now to repossesse those lands And sith in quarrell of the house of Yorke The noble gentleman did lose his life In honor we cannot denie her ●●te Glo. Your highnesse shall doe well to grant it then K Edw I so I will but yet I le make a pause Glo. I is the wind in that doore Clarence I see the Lady hath some thing to grant Before the king will grant her humble lute Cla. He knows the game how well he keepes the wind K Ed. Widow come some other time to know our mind La. May it please your grace I cannot brooke