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Enter a MESSENGER.
And ne'er have stoln the breech from LanMess. Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at
Prince. Let Æsop • fable in a winter's night; Ready to fight; therefore be resolute.
His currish riddles sort not with this place. Orf. I thought no less : it is his policy,
Glo. By heaven, brat, I'll plague you for To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided.
that word. Som. But he's deceiv'd, we are in readiness.
Q. Mar. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague Q. Mar. This cheers my heart, to see your
to mell. forwardness.
Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive
scold. Orf. Here pitch our battle, hence we will not budge.
Prince. Nay, take away this scolding crook.
back rather. March. Enter at a distance, King EDWARD, K. Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces.
your tongue. K. Edro. Brave followers, yonder stands the
Clar. Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert. thorny wood,
Prince. I know my duty, you are all undu. Which, by the beavens’ assistance, and your Lascivious Edward, and thou perjurid George,
tiful : strength, Mist by the roots be hewn up yet ere night.
Aud thou misshapen Dick, I tell you all, I Deed not add more fuel to your fire,
I am your better, traitors as ye are ; For well I wot, ye blaze to burn them out : And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine. Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords.
K. Edw. Take that, the likeness of this railer
here. Q. Mar. Lords, knights, and gentlemen,
(Stabs him. what I should say,
Glo. Sprawl'st thou ? take that, to end thy My tears gainsay ; + for every word I speak,
Clar. And there's for twitting me with per:
. Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes. Therefore, no more but this :-Henry, your
CLAR, stabs him. sovereign,
Q: Mar. O kill me too ! Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd,
Glo. Marry, and shall. (ofers to kill her. His realm a slaughter house, bis subjects slain, K. Edw. Hold, Richard, bold, for we have His statutes cancell'd, and his treasure spent ;
done too much. And yonder is the wolf that inakes this spoil. Glo. Why should she live to fill the world
with words > 1 You tight in justice : then, in God's name, lords,
K. Edw. What! doth she swoons use means Be valiant, and give signal to the fight.
for her recovery. (Ereunt both Armies. Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my
brother; SCENE V.-Another part of the same.
I'll hence to London on a serious matter :
Ere ye come there, be sure to bear some news. Alarums : Excursions : and afterwards a Re. Clar. What? wbat ? treat. Then Enter King EDWARD, Cha- Glo. The Tower, the Tower!
(Erit. KENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces : with Queen Q. Mar. 0 Ned, sweet Ned I speak to thy MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, Pri.
mother, boy! SORETS.
Canst thou not speak 1-0 traitors! murK. Edł. Lo, here a period of tumultuous
derers ! broils.
They that stabb'd Cæsar shed no blood at all, Away with Oxford to Hammes' castle 6 straight : Did not offend, nor were not wortby blame, For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
If this foul deed were by, to equal it. Co, bear thein hence; I will not hear them He was a man ; this, in respect, a child ; speak.
And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. (it ! Ouf. For my part, I will not trouble thee What's worse than murderer, that I may nime with words.
No, no, my heart will burst, an if I speak :Som. Nor I, but stoop with patience to my And I will speak, that so my heart may burst. fortune.
Butchers and villains, bloody cannibals ! (Ereunt OXFORD and SOMERSET, guarded. How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd ! 6. Mar. So part we sadly in this troublous You have no children, butchers ! if you bad, worid,
The thought of them would have stirr'd up reTo meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.
morse : K. Edw. is proclamation made, that, who But, if you ever chance to have a child, fir's Edward,
Look in bis youth to bave bim so cut off, Shall have a high reward, and he is life? As, deathsmen! you have rid this sweet young Glo. It is ; and, lo, wbere youthful Edward prince ! comes.
K. Edw. Away with her ; go, bear ber bence
perforce. Enter Soldiers with Prince EDWARD.
Q. Mar. Nay, never bear me bence, despatch K. Edr. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear
me here ;
(death : him speak :
Here sheath thy sword, l'Al pardon thee my What! can so young a thorn begin to prick ?
death : Edward, what satisfaction canst tbou make, What I wilt thou not ?-then, Clarence, do it For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,
thoi. And ail the trouble thou hast turn'd me to? Clar. By heaven, I will not do thee so mucha Prince. Speak like a subject, proud ambi
ease. tious York !
Q. Mar. Good Clarence, do ; swcet Clareuce, Sappuse, that I am now my father's mouth ;
do thou do it. Reiga thy chair, and, where I stand, kneel Clar. Didst thou not bear me swear I would thou,
not do it. Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee, K. Mar. Ay, but thou usest to forswear thy. Which, trailor, thou wouldst have ine answer 'Twas sin before, ý but now 'tis charity. (reli;
What! wilt thou uot? where is that devil's Q. Mar. Ab! that thy father had been so re
butcher, solv'd ! Glo. That you might still have worn the • The Prince calle Richard, for his crookedness, Esop. petticoat,
1.2. I will compel you tu be as silent as if you were deprived of speech bv enchantinent.
· Dispote; Outention. Kec. * Unsay, deny. * A castle in Picardy, She alludes to the desertiou of Clarence.
Hard favour'd Richard ! Richard, where artShall rue th thou?
The owl shai Thou art not here: Murder is thy alms-deed ; The night.c Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back. Dogs bowl K. Edu. Away, 1 say: I charge ye, bear her
The raven Q. Mar. So come to you and your's, as to And chatte
this prince! [Exit, led out forcibly. Thy motbe X. Edw. Where's Richard gone 1
And yet b Clar. To London, all in post; and, as I guess,
bo To make a bloody supper in the Tower.
To wit,-a1 K. Edw. He's sudden, if a thing coines in Not like th his head.
Teeth had Now march we bence : discharge the common
To signify, With pay and thanks, and let's away to London, And, if the And see our gentle queen how well she fares; Thou cam By this, I hope, she hath a sou for me.
Glo, l'11 [Ereunt.
For this, a SCENE VI.---London.--A Room in the K. Her Touer.
O God ! fc King HENRY is discovered sitting with a
Book in his Hand, the Lieutenant attending. Glo. W
so hard ? K. Hen. Ay, my good lord : My lord, I should See, how say rather
d 'Tis sin to flatter, good was little better :
O may suu Good Gloster and good devil were alike,
From the And both preposterous ; therefore, not good lord,
If any sp Glo. Sirrah, leave us to ourselves : we must Down, d confer.
(Erit Lieutenant. K. Hen. So tlies the reckless * shepherd from 1, that ba the wolf:
Indeed, So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece, For I hav And next his throat unto the butcher's knife. I came in What scene of death hath Roscius now to act ? Had I no Glo. Suspicion always hauuts the guilty And seek mind;
The mid The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
() Jesus K. Hen. The bird that hath been lived in a And so I bush,
That I $ With trembling wings misdoubteth + every bush : And I, tbe hapless male to one sweet bird, Then sin Have now the fatal object in my eye, Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught, Let hell and kill'd.
I have no Glo. Why, what a peevish fool was that of And this
Be reside And yet, for all his wings, the fool was And not drown'd.
Clarence K. Hen. I, Dædalus ; my poor boy, Icarus Thy father, Minos, that denied onr course ;
But I wi The sun that sear'd the wings of iny sweet boy, For Iwi Thy brother Edward ; and thyself, the sea, That Ed Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life. And the Ah! kill me with thy weapon, not with words ! King He My breast can better brook thy dagger's point, Clarence Tban can my ears that tragic history.-
Countius But wherefore dost thou come? is't' for my life? I'll thro
Glo. Tbivk'st thou, I am an executioner ? And triu
K. Hen. A persecutor, I am sure thou art;
Throi Thou hadst not liv'd to kill a son of mine, And thus I prophesy,-tbat many a thousand,
Princ Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear;
and a And many an old man's sigh, and inany a wi. K. E
dow's, And ma:iy an orphan's water-standing eye ; Re-purc Men for their sons, wives for their husbauds' What v: fate,
Have 1 And orphans for their parents' timeless death ;
• Tor * Childish. No part of what my fears presage. I thing.
For hardy and undoubted champions :
K. Edw. Thanks, noble Clarence ; worthy Two Cliffords, as the father and the son,
brother, thanks. And two Northumberlands ; two braver men Glo. 'And, that I love the tree from whence Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's
thou sprang'st, sound:
Wituess the loving kiss I give the fruit :With them the two brave bears, Warwick and to say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his Montague,
mnaster; That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion, And cried-all bail! when as he meant
A side. And made the forest tremble when they roar'd.
-all harm. Tbus have we swept suspicion from our seat, K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul de. And made our footstool of security.
lights, Come bither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy: Having my country's peace, and brothers' Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles, and myself,
loves. Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night; Clar. What will your grace bave done with Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat,
Margaret? That thou might'st repossess the crown in peace ; Reiguier, her father, to the king of France And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, Glo. I'll blast bis barvest, if your head were And hither have they sent it for her ransom. laid;
K. Edw. Away with her, and wast ber bence For yet I am got look'd on in the world.
to France. This shoulder was ordaind so thick, to leave ; And now what rests, but that we spend the And beave it shall soune weight or break my
with stately triumphs, o mirthful comic shows, Work thou the way,--and thou shalt execute.
Such as befit the pleasures of the court ?
(Aside. Sound, drums and trumpets !--fareweilsour K. Edr. Clarence and Gloster, love my lovely
For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both.
(Exeunt. Clar. The duty that I owe unto your majesty, I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe.
• Public shows.
LITERARY AND HISTOF IN this very popular tragedy, there is another specimen of hi
serne commences with the funeral of Henry VI. who is saie imprisonment of Clarence, which did not take place till 147 of time comprised in this drama, (dating from the former e death of Richard, at Bosworth Field, in August, 1485. Wil blackened by Lancasterian historians, he was certainly o possession of a throne. Yet it appears from some accounts lived twenty-two days after the time assigned for his preten Paul's, and that it was afterwards interred at Chertsey, usurper deformed in figure, as well as in mind; though po ditionary story of his bodily deiects. In this drama, the eve quential to, each other : the characters and incidents are bombast. But Malone and Dr. Johnson consider it as popu others shocking, and some improbable:" wbilst Stevens Richard must command approbation, as it is indefinitely racter-." the hero, the lover, the statesman, the buffoo! sinner." Its present success in representation, is, however Colly Cibber, which evince a very extensive and settled knu the more valuable parts of the piece, could alone have att peare probably formed the play in 1591 ; though he is not srons existing compositions on the same subject.
DRAMATIS PE KING EDWARD THE FOURTR.
SIR EDWARD, Prince of Wales, after-Sons to the wards King Edward V.
Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. • That trudge betwist the king and mistress Grim visay'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled
Heard yon not, what an humble suppliant And now,-instead of mounting barbed + steeds, Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery S To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,
Glo. Humbly complaining to her deity He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber,
Gol my lord chamberlain his liberty.
I'll tell you what I thiuk : it is our way,
Since that our brother dubbid them gentlewo. To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
men, 1, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Are mighty gossips in this monarchy. Cbeated of feature by disseinbling nature, Brak. í beseech your graces both to pardon Deform'd, antinish'd, sent before iny time
pie; Into this breathing world, scarce hall made up, His majesty hath straitly given in charge, And that so lamely and unfashionable,
That no man shall have private conference, That dogs bark at ine, as I halt by thein ; Of what degree soever, with his brother. Why 1, in this weak piping time of peace, Glo. Even so ? an please your worship, BiaHave no delight to pass away the time;
kenbury, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun,
You may partake of any thing we say : And descant on mive own deformity :
We speak no treason, mau ;-We say, the king And therefore,-since I cannot prove a lover, Is wise, and virtuous ; and his noble queen To entertain these fair well-spoken days, Well struck in years ; fair, and not jealous : I am deterioined to prove a villain,
We say, that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, And late the idle pleasures of these days. A cherry lip, Plots have I laid, inductions | dangerolls, A bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue ; By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams, And the queen's kindred are made gentlefolks : To set my brother Clarence, and the king, How say you, Sir! can you deny all this? In deadly hate the one against the other :
Brak. With this, my lord, myself bave naught And, if Aing Edward be as true and just,
to do. As I am subtle, false, and treacherous,
Glo. Naught to do with mistress Shore ? I tell This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up;
thee, fellow, About a prophecy, which says-that G
He that doth naught with her, excepting one, or Edward's heirs the murderers shall be. Were best to do it secretly, alone. Dive, iboughts, down to my soul! Here Clarence Brak. What one, my lord ? comes.
Glo. Her husbaud, kuave :--Would'st thou be
tray me? Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKEN. Brak. I beseech your grace to pardon me BURY.
and, withal, Brotber, good day: What means this armed Forbear your conference with the noble duke. guard,
('lar. We know thy clarge, Brakenbury, and That waits upon your grace ?
will obey. Clar. His inajesty,
Glo. We are the queen's abjects, + and must Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed;
obey. This conduct to convey me to the Tower. Brother, farewell ; I will unto the king; Gle. Upon what cause ?
And whatsoever you will employ me in, Clar. Because my name is-George.
Were it, to call king Edward's widow-sister, Glo. Alack, my lord, ibat fault is none of I will perforin it to enfranchise you. your's;
Mean time, this deep disgrace in brotherhood, He sbould, for that, commit your godfathers :-Touches me deeper iban you can imagiae. Oa! belike his majesty bath some intent,
Clar. I know it pleaseth neither of us well. That you shall be new christen'd in the Tower. Glo. Well, your imprisoumeut shall not be But wbat's the matter, Clarence? may I know?
long : Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know ; for 1 pro. I will deliver you, or else lie for you ; test,
Mean time, have patience. As yet I do not : but, as I can learn,
Clar. I must perforce ; farewell. He hearkens after prophecies and dreams;
(Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and And from the cross-row plucks the letter G,
Guard. And says-a wizard told bim, that by G
Glo. Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er His issue disinherited should be ;
returni, Aud, for my naine of George begins with G, Simple, plain Clarence !--I do love thee so, It follows in his thought, that I am be:
That I will shortly send thy soul to beaven, These, as I leam, and such like toys s as these, If heaven will take the present at our bands. Have mov'd bis highness to commit me now. But who comes here the new deliver'd Hast. Gle. Why, ibis it is, when men are rul'd by
ings? women: Tis not the king, that sends you to the Tower ;
Enter HASTINGS. My lady Grey, bis wise, Clarence, 'tis she,
Hast. Good time of day unto my gracions That tempers him to this extremity.
lord ! Was it not she, and that good man of wor. Glo. As much auto my good lord chamber. sbip,
lain ! Antbony Woodeville, her brother there,
Well are you welcome to this open air. That made him send lord Hastings to the How bath your lordship brook'd iinprisonment? Tower;
Hasi, With patience, koble lord, as prisovers From whence this present day he is deliver'd ?
must: We are bot safe, Clarence, we are not sare. But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks, Clar. By heaven, I think, there is no man That were the cause of my imprisonment. secure,
Glo. No doubt, no doubt ; and so shall Cla. Bat the queen's kindred, and night walking
relice too ; heralds
For they, that were your enemies, are his,
And bave prevail'd as much ou bim as you. • Dances
+ Armed i Preparations for mischief.
• The Queen and Shore, lancies.
+ Lonest of subjects.