Henry VI, Part 2 (Folio 1, 1623)
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The second Part of Henry the Sixt.
¶
Enter Buckingham, and old Clifford.
2785And heere pronounce free pardon to them all,
¶That will forsake thee, and go home in peace.
¶And yeeld to mercy, whil'st 'tis offered you,
¶Or let a rabble leade you to your deaths.
2790Who loues the King, and will imbrace his pardon,
¶Who hateth him, and honors not his Father,
¶Henry the fift, that made all France to quake,
¶And you base Pezants, do ye beleeue him, will you needs
¶be hang'd with your Pardons about your neckes? Hath
¶my sword therefore broke through London gates, that
2800you should leaue me at the White-heart in Southwarke.
¶I thought ye would neuer haue giuen out these Armes til
¶you had recouered your ancient Freedome. But you are
¶to the Nobility. Let them breake your backes with bur-
¶Wiues and Daughters before your faces. For me, I will
¶all.
¶All. Wee'l follow Cade,
2810Wee'l follow Cade.
¶That thus you do exclaime you'l go with him.
¶Will he conduct you through the heart of France,
¶And make the meanest of you Earles and Dukes?
2815Alas, he hath no home, no place to flye too:
¶Nor knowes he how to liue, but by the spoile,
¶The fearfull French, whom you late vanquished
¶Me thinkes alreadie in this ciuill broyle,
¶Crying Villiago vnto all they meete.
¶To France, to France, and get what you haue lost:
¶Spare England, for it is your Natiue Coast:
¶Henry hath mony, you are strong and manly:
¶God on our side, doubt not of Victorie.
2830All. A Clifford, a Clifford,
¶Wee'l follow the King, and Clifford.
¶as this multitude? The name of Henry the fift, hales them
¶to an hundred mischiefes, and makes them leaue mee de-
¶in despight of the diuels and hell, haue through the verie
¶no want of resolution in mee, but onely my Followers
¶my heeles.
Exit
¶And he that brings his head vnto the King,
¶Shall haue a thousand Crownes for his reward.
2845
Exeunt some of them.
¶To reconcile you all vnto the King.
Exeunt omnes.
¶
Sound Trumpets. Enter King, Queene, and
¶
Somerset on the Tarras.
2850King. Was euer King that ioy'd an earthly Throne,
¶And could command no more content then I?
¶No sooner was I crept out of my Cradle,
¶But I was made a King, at nine months olde.
¶Was neuer Subiect long'd to be a King,
2855As I do long and wish to be a Subiect.
¶
Enter Buckingham and Clifford.
¶Or is he but retir'd to make him strong?
2860
Enter Multitudes with Halters about their
¶Neckes.
¶Clif. He is fled my Lord, and all his powers do yeeld,
¶And humbly thus with halters on their neckes,
¶To entertaine my vowes of thankes and praise.
¶Souldiers, this day haue you redeem'd your liues,
¶And shew'd how well you loue your Prince & Countrey:
2870And Henry though he be infortunate,
¶And so with thankes, and pardon to you all,
2875
Enter a Messenger.
¶The Duke of Yorke is newly come from Ireland,
2880Is marching hitherward in proud array,
¶And still proclaimeth as he comes along,
¶His Armes are onely to remoue from thee
¶The Duke of Somerset, whom he tearmes a Traitor.
¶Is straight way calme, and boorded with a Pyrate.
¶But now is Cade driuen backe, his men dispierc'd,
¶And now is Yorke in Armes, to second him.
2890I pray thee Buckingham go and meete him,
¶Tell him, Ile send Duke Edmund to the Tower,
¶And Somerset we will commit thee thither,
2895Somerset. My Lord,
¶Or vnto death, to do my Countrey good.
¶For he is fierce, and cannot brooke hard Language.
¶As all things shall redound vnto your good.
¶King. Come wife, let's in, and learne to gouern better,
¶For yet may England curse my wretched raigne.
Enter
