Henry VI, Part 2 (Folio 1, 1623)
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¶
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?
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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,
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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.
