I haue fought with Penbrooke his followers I le come and tell thee what the ladie Bona saies And so for a while farewell good Duke of Yorke Exeunt some with Edward Cla. What followes now all hithertoo goes well But we must dispatch some letters to France To tell the Queene of our happy fortune And bid hir come with speed to ioine with vs. War I that 's the first thing that we haue to doe And free king Henry from imprisonment And see him seated in his regall throne Come let vs haste awaie and hauing past these cares I le post to Yorke and see how Edward fares Exeunt Omnes Enter Gloster Hastings and sir VVilliam Stanly Glo. Lord Hastings and 〈◊〉 VVilliam Stanly Know that the cause I sent for you is this I looke my brother with a slender traine Should come a hunting in this forrest heere The Bishop of Yorke be friends him much And lets him vse his pleasure in the chase Now I haue priuilie sent him word How I am come with you to rescue him And see where the huntsman and he doth come Enter Edward and a Huntsman Hunts This waie my Lord the deere is gone Edw. No this waie huntsman see where the Keepers stand Now brother and the rest What are you prouided to depart Glo. I I the horse stands at the parke corner Come to Linne and so take shipping into Flanders Edw. Come then Hastings and Stanlie I will Requite your loues Bishop farewell Sheeld thee from Warwikes frowne And praie that I maie repossesse the crowne Now huntsman what will you doe Hunts Marrie my Lord I thinke I had as good Goe with you as tarrie heere to be hangde Edw. Come then le ts awaie with speed Exeunt Omnes Enter the Queene and the Lord Riuers Riuers Tel me good maddam why is your grace So paâ—â—â—onate of late Queen Why brother Riuers heare you not the newes Of that successe king Edward had of late Riu. Whatâ— losse of some pitcht battaile against Warwike Tush feare not faire Queen but cast those cares aside King Edwards noble mind his honours doth display And Warwike maie loose though then he got the day Queen If that were all my griefes were at an end But greater troubles will I â—â—arâ— befall Riu What is he taken prisoner by the foe To the danger of his royall person then Queen I thear 's my griefe king Edward is surprisde And led awaie as prisoner vnto Yorke Riu. The newes is passing strange I must confesse Yet comfort your selfe for Edward hath more friends Then Lancaster at this time must perceiue That some will set him in his throne againe Queen God grant they maie but gentle brother come And let me leane vpon thine arme a while Vntill I come vnto the sanctuaâ—ie There to preserue the fâ—uâ—t within my wombe K. Edwards seed true heire to Englands crowne Exit Enter Edward and Richard and Hastings with a troope of Hollanders Edw. Thus far from Belgia haue we past the seas And marcht from Raunspur hauen vnto Yorke But soft the gates are shut I like not this Rich. Sound vp the drum and call them to the wals Enter the Lord Maire of Yorke vpon the wals Mair My Lords we had notice of your comming And that 's the cause we stand vpon our garde An I shut the gates for to preserue the towne Henry now is king and we are sworne to him Edw. Why my Lord Maire if Henry be your king Edward I am sure at least is Duke of Yorke Mair Truth my Lord we know you for no lesse Edw I craue nothing but my Dukedome Rich. But when the Fox hath gotten in his head Hee le quicklie make the boâ—ie follow after Hast Why my Lord Maire what stand you vpon points Open the gates we are king Henries friends Mair Saie you so then I le open them presentlie Exit Maire Ri. By my â—aith a wise stout captain soone perswaded The Maire opens the dore and bâ—ings the keies in his hand Edw. So my Lord Maire these gates must not be shut But in the time of warre giue me the keies What feare not man for Edward will defend the towne and you despight of all your foes Enter sir Iohn Mountgommery with drumme and souldiers How now Richard who is this Rich. Brother this is sir Iohn Mountgommery A trustie friend vnlesse I be deceâ—ude Edw. Welcome sir Iohn Wherfore come you in armes Sir Iohn To helpe king Edward in this time of stormes As euerie loyall subiect ought to doe Edw. Thankes braue Mountgommery But I onlie claime my Dukedom Vntil iâ— please God to send the rest Sir Iohn Then saâ—e you wel Drum strike vp and let vs March away I came to serue a king and not a Duke Edw. Nay staâ—e sir Iohn and let vs first debate With what security we maie doe this thing Sir Iohn What stand you on debating to be briefe Except you presently proclaime your selfe our king I le hence againe and keepe them backe that come to Succour you why should we fight when You pretend no title Rich Fie brother fie stand you vpon tearmes Resolue your selfe and let vs claime the crowne Edw. I am resolude once more to claime the crowne And win it too or else to loose my life Sir Iohn I now my soueraigne speaketh like himselfe And now will I be Edwards Champion Sound Trumpets for Edward shall be proclaimd Edward the fourth by the grace of God king of England and France and Lord of Ireland and whosoeuer gainsaâ—es king Edwards â—ight by this I challenge him to single sight long liue Edward the fourth All. Long liue Edward the fourth Edw. We thanke you all Lord Maire leade on the waie For this night wee le haâ—bour here in Yorke And then â—s eaâ—â—e as the morning sunne Lâ—ftes vp his beames aboue this hoâ—ison Wee le march to London to meete with VVarwike And pull salâ—e Henry from the Regall throne Exeunt Omnes Enter VVarwike and Clarence with the Crowne and then king Henry and Oxford and Summerset and the yong Earle of Richmond King Thus from the prison to this prince lie seat By Gods great mercies am I brought Againe Clarence and VVarwike doe you Keepe the crowne and gouerue and protect My realme in peace and I will spend the Remnant of my daies to sinnes rebuke And my Creators praise VVar. What answeres Clarence to his soueraignes will Cla. Clarencâ— agrees to what king Henry likes King My Lord of Summerset what prettie Boie is that you seeme to be so carefull of Sum And it please your grace it is youg Henry Earle of Richmond King Henry of Richmond Come hither pretie Ladde If heauenlie powers doe aime aright To my diuining thoughts thou pretie boy Shalt proue this Countries blisse Thy head is made to weare a princelie crowne Thy lookes are all repleat with Maiestie Make much of him my Lords For this is he shall helpe you more Then you are hurt by me Enter one
War Proue it Henrie and thou shalt be king King Why Henrie the fourth by conquest got the Crowne York T' was by rebellion gainst his soueraigne King I know not what to saie my titles weake Tell me maie not a king adopt an heire War What then King Then am I lawfull king For Richard The second in the view of maine Lords Resignde the Crowne to Henrie the fourth Whose heire my Father was and I am his York I tell thee he rose against him being his Soueraigne made him to resigne the crown perforce War Suppose my Lord he did it vnconstrainde Thinke you that were preiudiciall to the Crowne Exet. No for he could not so resigne the Crowne But that the next heire must succeed and raigne King Art thou against vs Duke of Exceter Exet. His is the right and therefore pardon me King All will reuolt from me and turne to him Northum Plantagenet for all the claime thou laist Thinke not king Henry shall be thus deposde War Deposde he shall be in despight of thee North. Tush Warwike Thou art deceiued t is not thy Southerne powers of Essex Suffolke Norffolke and of Kent that makes thee thus presumptuous and proud Can set the Duke vp in despight of me Cliff King Henrie be thy title right or wrong Lord Clifford vowes to fight in thy defence Maie that ground gape and swallow me aliue Where I do kneele to him that slew my father King O Clifford how thy words reâ—iue my soule York Henry of Lancaster resigne thy crowne What mutter you or what conspire you Lords War Doe right vnto this princelie Duke of Yorke Or I will fill the house with armed men Enter Souldiers And ouer the chaire of state where now he sits Wright vp his title with thy vsurping bloud King O Warwike heare me speake Let me but raigne in quiet whilst I liue York Confirme the crowne to me and to mine heires And thou shalt raigne in quiet whilst thou hu'st King Conuey the souldiers hence and then I will War Captaine conduct them into Tâ—â—hill fieldes Clif. What wrong is this vnto the Prince your son War What good is this for England and himselfe Northum Base fearefull and despairing Henry Clif. How hast thou wronged both thy selfe and vs West I cannot staie to heare these Articles Exit Clif. Nor I Come cosen le ts go tell the Queene Northum Be thou a praie vnto the house of Yorke And die in bands for this vnkingly deed Exit Clif. In dreadfull warre maist thou be ouercome Or liue in peace abandon'd and despisde Exit Exet. They seeke reuenge and therefore will not yeeld my Lord. King Ah Exeter War Why should you sigh my Lord King Not for my selfe Lord Warwike but my soone Whom I vnnaturallie shall disinherit But be it as it maie I heere intaile the Crowne To thee and to thine heires conditionallie That here thou take thine oath to cease these ciuill Broiles and whilst I liue to honour me as thy king and Soueraigne York That oath I willinglie take and will performe War Long liue king Henry Plantagenet embrace him King And long liue thou and all thy forward sonnes York Now Yorke and Lancaster are reconcilde Exet. Accuist be he that seekes to make them soes Sound Irumpets York My Lord I le take my leaue for I le to Wakefield To my castell Exit Yorke and his sonnes War And I le keepe London with my souldiers Exit Norf And I le to Norffolke with my followers Exit Mont. And I to the sea from whence I came Exit Enter the Queene and the Prince Exet. My Lord here comes the Queen I le steale away King And so will I. Queene Naie staie or else I follow thee King Be patient gentle Queene and then I le staie Quee. What patience can there ah timerous man Thou hast vndoone thy selfe thy sonne and me And giuen our rights vnto the house of Yorke Art thou a king and wilt be â—orst to yeeld Had I beene there the souldiers should haue tost Me on their launces points before I would haue Granted to their wils The Duke is made Protector of the land Sterne Fawconbridge Commands the narrow seas And thinkst thou then To sleepe secure I heere diuorce me Henry From thy bed vntâ—ll that Act of Parlement Be recalde wherein thou yeeldest to the house of Yorke The Northen Lords that haue forsworne thy colours Will follow mine if once they see them spred And spread they shall vnto thy deepe disgrace Come sonne le ts awaie and leaue him heere alone King Staie gentle Margaret and here me speake Queene Thou hast spoke too much alreadie therefore be still King Gentle sonne Edwarde wilt thou staie with me Quee I to be murdred by his enemies Exit Prin. When I returne with victorie from the field I le see your Grace till then I le follow her Exit King Poore Queene her loue to me and to the prince Her sonne Makes hir in 〈…〉 thus forget hir selfe Reuenged maie shâ—e be on that accursed Duke Come cosen of Exeter staie thou here For Clifford and those Northern Lords be gone I feare towards Wakefield to disturbe the Duke Enter Edward and Richard and Montague Edw. Brother and cosen Montague giue mee leaue to speake Rich. Nay I can better plaie the Orator Mont. But I haue reasons strong and forceable Enter the Duke of Yorke York Howe nowe sonnes what at a iarre amongst your selues Rich. No father but a sweete contention about that which concernes your selfe and vs The crowne of England father York The crowne boy why Henries yet aliue And I haue sworne that he shall raigne in quiet till His death Edw. But I would breake an hundred othes to raigne one yeare Rich. And if it please your grace to giue me leaue I le shew your grace the waie to saue your oath And dispossesse king Henrie from the crowne Yorke I prethe Dicke let me heare thy deuise Rich. Then thus my Lord. An oath is of no moment Being not sworne before a lawfull magistrate Henry is none but doth vsurpe your right And yet your grace stands bound to him by oath Then noble father resolue your selfe And once more claime the crowne Yorke I saist thou so boie why then it shall be so I am resolude to win the crowne or die Edward thou shalt to Edmund Brooke Lord Cobham With vvhom the Kentishmen vvill vvillinglie rise Thou cosen Montague shalt to Norffolke straight And bid the Duke to muster vppe his souldiers And come to me to Wakefield presentlie And Richard thou to London strait shalt post And bid Richard Neuill Earle of Warwike To leaue the cittie and with his men of warre To meete me at Saint Albons ten daies hence My selfe heere in Sandall castell will prouide Both men and monie to furder our attempts Now what newes Enter a Messenger Mes My Lord the Queene with thirtie thousand men Accompanied with the Earles of Cumberland Nâ—rthumberland and Westmerland and others of the House
Cla. My Lord we thinke as Warvvike and Levves That are so slacke in iudgement that thei le take No offence at this suddaine marriage Edw. Suppose they doe they are but Levves and Warvvike and I am your king and Warvvikes And will be obaied Glo. And shall because our king but yet such Sudden marriages seldome proueth well Edw. Yea brother Richard are you against vs too Glo. Not I my Lord no God foreâ—end that I should Once gaine sâ—â—e your highnesse pleasure â— t were a pittie to sunder them that yoake so wel togither Edw. 〈◊〉 your skornes and your dislikes aside Shew me some reasons why the Ladie Gray Mare not be my loue and Englands Queene Speake freelie Clarence Gloster Montague and Hastings Cla. My Lord then this is my opinion That Warwike beeing dishonored in his embassage Doth seeke reuenge to quite his iniuries Glo. And Levves in regard of his sisters wrongs Doth â—oine with Warwike to supplant your state Edw. Suppose that Lewiâ— and Warwike be appeasâ— By such meanes as I can best deuise Mont. But yet to haue ioind with France in this Alliance would more haue strengthened this out Common wealth gainst â—orâ—aâ—â—e stormes Then anie hâ—me bred marriage Hast Let England be true within it selfe We need not France not any alliance with them Clâ— For this 〈◊〉 speech the Lord Hastings wel deserues To haue the daughter and heire of the Lord Hungerford Edw. And what then It was our will it should be so Cla. I and for such a thing too the Lord Scales Did well deserue at your hands to haue the Daughter of the Lord Bonsield and left your Brothers to go seeke elsewhere but in Your madnes you butie brotherhood Edw Alasse poore Clarence is it for a wife That thou art mal-content Why man be of good cheere I will prouide thee one Cla. Naie you plaide the broker soâ—ll for your selfe That you shall giue me leaue to make my Choise as I thinke good â—nd to that intent I shortlie meane to leaue you Edw. Leaue me or tarrie I am full resolu'd Edward will not be tied to his brothers wils Queen My Lords doe 〈◊〉 but right and you must Confesse before it pleasd his highnesse to aduance My state to title of a Queene That I was not ignoble in my birth Edw. Forthcare my loue to â—iwne vpon their frownes For thee they must obay 〈◊〉 shall obâ—â—â— And if they looke for fauour at my hands Mont. My Lord heere is the messenger returnâ— from France Enter a Messenger Edw. Now sâ—â—a What letters or what newâ—â—â— Mes No letters my Lord and such 〈…〉 without your highnesse speciall pardon I dare not â—â—late Edw. We pardon thee and as neere as thou canst Tell me What said Lewis to our letters Mes At my depaâ—tute these were his vetie words Go tell false Edward thy supposed king That Lewis of France is sending ouer Maskers To reuill it with him and his new bride Edw. Is Lewis so braue belike he thinkes me Henry But what said Lady Bona to these wrongs Mes Tel him quâ—th she in hope hee le proue a widdower shortly I le weare the willow garland for his sake Edw. She had the wrong indeed she could saie Little lesse But what saide Henries Queene for as I heare she was then in place Mes Tell him quoth shee my mourning weeds be Doone and I am readie to put armour on Edw. Then be like she meanes to plaâ—e the Amazon But what said Warwike to these iniuries Mes He more incensed then the rest my Lord Tell him quoth he that he hath done me wrong And therefore I le vncrowne him erâ—â— be long Ed Ha Durst the traytor breath out such proude words But I will arme me to preuent the worst But what is Warwike friendes with Margaret Mes I my good Lord theare so 〈◊〉 in friendship That young Prince Edward marries Warwikes daughter Cla. The elder belike Clarence shall haue the Yonger All you that loue me and Warwike Follo v me Exit Clarence and Summerset Edw. Clarence and Summerset fled to Warwike What saie you brother Richard will you stand to vs Glo. I my Lord in despight of all that shall Withstand you For why hath Nature Made me halt downe right but that I Should be valiant and stand to it for if I would I cannot runne awaie Edw. ` Penbrooke go raise an armie presentlie Pitch vp my tent for in the field this night I meane to rest and on the morrow morne I le march to meet proud Warwike ere he land Those stragling troopes which he hath got in France But ere I goe Montague and Hastings You of all the rest are neerest allied In bloud to Warwike therefore tell me if You fauour him more then me or not Speake truelie for I had rather haue you open Enemies then hollow friends Monta. So God helpe Montague as he proues true Hast And Hastings as hee fauours Edwards cause Edw. It shall suffice come then le ts march awaie Exeunt Omnes Enter Warwike and Oxford with souldiers War Trust me my Lords all hitherto goes well The common people by numbers swaâ—me to vs But see where Sommerset and Clarence comes Speake suddenlie my Lords are we all friends Cla. Feare not that my Lord. War Then gentle Clarence welcome vnto Warwike And welcome Summerset I hold it cowardise To rest mistrustfull where a noble hart Hath pawnde an open hand in signe of loue Else might I thinke that Clarence Edwards brother Were but a fained friend to our proceedings But welcome sweet Clarence my daughter shal be thine And now what rests but in nights couerture Thy brother being careleslie encampt His souldiers lurking in the towne about And but attended by a simple guarde We maie surprise and take him at our pleasure Our skouts haue found the aduenture verie easie Then crie king Henry with resolued nundes And breake we presentlie into his tent Cla. Why then le ts on our waie in silent sort For Warwike and his friends God and saint George War This is his tent and see where his guard doth Stand Courage my souldiers now or neuer But follow me now and Edward shall be ours All A Warwike a Warwike Alarmes and Gloster and Hastings shes Oxf Who goes there War Richard and Hastings let them go heere is the Duke Edw. The Duke why Warwike when we parted Last thou caldst me king War I but the case is altred now When you disgraste me in my embassage Then I disgraste you â—rom being king And now am come to create yoâ— Duke of Yorke Alasâ—e how should you gouerne anie kingdome That knowes not how to vse embassadors Nor how to vse your brothers brotherlie Noâ—how to shâ—owd your selfe from enimies Edw. Well Warwike let fortune doe her worst Edward in mind will beare himselfe a king War Then for his minde be Edward Englands king But Henry now shall weare the English crowne Go conuaie him to our brother archbishop of Yorke And when
The true Tragedie of Richard Duke of Yorke 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 Printed at London by P. S. for Thomas Millington and are to be sold at his shoppe vnder Saint Peters Church in Cornival 1595. The true Tragedie of Richard Duke of Yorke and the good King Henry the Sixt. Enter Richard Duke of Yorke The Earle of Warwicke The Duke of Norffolke Marquis Montague Edward Earle of March Crookeback Richard and the yong Earle of Rutland with Drumme and Souldiers with white Roses in their hats Warwike I Wonder how the king escapt our hands Yorke Whilst we pursude the horsemen of the North He slilie stole awaie and left his men Whereat the great Lord of Northumland Whose warlike eares could neuer brooke retrait Chargde our maine battels front and therewith him Lord Stafford and Lord Clifford all abrâ—st 〈…〉 Brake in and were by the hands oâ— common Souldiers slain Edw. Lord Staffords father Duke of Buckhingham Is either slaine or wounded dangerouslie I cleft his Beuer with a downe right blow Father that this is true behold his bloud Mont And brother heere 's the Earle of Wiltshires Bloud whom I encountred as the battailes ioâ—â—d Rich. Speake thou for me and tell them what I did York What is your grace dead my L of Summerset Norf. Such hope haue all the line of Iohn of Gaâ—â—â— Rich. Thus doe I hope to shape king Henries head War And so do I victoriâ—us prince of Yorke Before I see thee seated in that throne Which now the house of Lancaster vsurpes I vow by heauens these eies shal neuer close This is the pallace of that fearefull king And that the regall chaire Possesse it Yorke For this is thine and not king Henries heires York Assist me then sweet Warwike and I wil For hither are we broken in by force Norf. Wee le all assist thee and he that flies shall die York Thanks gentle Norffolke Staie by me my Lords and souldiers staie you heere and lodge this night War And when the king comes offer him no Violence vnlesse he seek to put vs out by force Rich Armde as we be le ts staie within this house War The bloudie parlement shall this be calde Vnlâ—â—â—e Plantagenet Duke of Yorke be king And bashfull Henrie be deposde whose cowardise Hath made vs by words to our enemies York Then leaue me not my Lords for now I meane To take possession of my right War Neither the king nor him that loues him best The proudest burd that holds vp Lancaster Dares stirre a wing if Warwike shake his bels I le plant Plantagenet and root him out who dares Resolue thee Richard Claime the English crowne Enter king Henrie the sixt with the Duke of Excester The Earle of Northumberland the Earle of Westmerland and Clifford the Earle of Cumberland withred Roses in their hats King Looke Lordings where the sturdy rebel sits Euen in the chaire of state belike he meanes Backt by the power of Warwike that false peere To aspire vnto the crowne and raigne as king Earle of Northumberland he slew thy father And thine Clifford and you both haue vow'd reuenge On him his sonnes his fauorites and his friends Northu And if I be not heauens be reuengd on me Clif. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel West What shall we suffer this le ts pull him downe My hart for anger breakes I cannot speake King Be patient gentle Earle of Westmerland Clif. Patience is for pultrouns such as he He durst not sit there had your father liu'd My gratious Lord here in the Parlement Let vs assaile the familie of Yorke North. Well hast thou spoken cosen be it so King O know you not the Cittie fauours them And they haue troopes of soldiers at their becke Exet. But when the D. is slaine thei le quicklie slie King Far be it from the thoughtes of Henries hart To make a shambles of the parlement house Cosâ—â— of Exeter words frownes and threats Shall be the warres that Henrie meanes to vse Thou facâ—tious duke of Yorke descend my throne I am thy soueraigne York Thou art deceiu'd I am thine Exet. For shame come downe he made thee D. of York York T was mine inheritance as the kingdome is Exet. Thy father was a traytor to the crowne War Exeter thou art a traitor to the crowne In following this vsurping Henry Clif. Whom should he follow but his naturall king War Tâ—ue Clif and that is Richard Duke of Yorke King And shall I stande while thou sittest in my throne York Content thy selfe it must and shall be so War Be Duke of Lancaster let him be king West Why he is both king Duke of Lancaster And that the Earle of Westmerland shall mainetaine War And Warwike shall disproue it You forget That we are those that chaste you from the field And slew your father and with colours spred Marcht through the Cittie to the pallas gates Nor. No Warwike I remember it to my griefe And by his soule thou and thy house shall rew it West Plantagenet of thee and of thy sonnes Thy kinsmen and thy friendes I le haue more liues Then drops of bloud were in my fathers vaines Clif. Vrge it no more least in reuenge thereof I send thee Warwike such a messenger As shall reueng his death before I stirre War Poore Clifford how I skorn thy worthles threats York Wil ye we shew our title to the crowne Or else our swords shall plead it in the field King What title haste thou traitor to the Crowne Thy father was as thou art Duke of Yorke Thy grandfather Roger Mortâ—mer earle of March I am the sonne of Henrie the Fift who tamde the French And made the Dolphin stoope and seazd vpon their Townes and prouinces War Talke not of France since thou hast lost it all King â—he Lord protector lost it and not I When I was crownd I was but nine months old Rich. You are olde enough now and yet me thinkes you lose Father teare the Crowne from the Vsurpers head Edw. Do so sweet father set it on your head Mont. Good brother as thou lou'st honorst armes Le ts fight it out and not stand cauilling thus Rich. Sound drums and trumpets the king will sly York Peace sonnes Nâ—rthum Peace thou and giue king Henry leaue to speake King Ah Plantagenet why seekest thou to depose me Are we not both both Plantagenets by birth And from two brothers line allie discent Suppose by right and equitie thou be king Thinkst thou that I will leaue my kinglie seate Whereâ—n my father and my grandsire sat No first shall warre vnpeople this my realme I and our colours often borne in France And now in England to our harts great sorrow Shall be my winding sheete why saint you Lords My titles better farre than his