Houses, of Yorke and Lancaster.
¶Richard. And if our words will not, our
swords
shall.
¶Yorke. Call hither to the
stake, my two rough beares.
¶King. Call Buckingham, and bid him Arme him
selfe.
¶Yorke. Call Buckingham and all the friends thou ha
st,
¶Both thou and they,
shall cur
se this fatall houre.
3145Enter at one doore, the Earles of Salsbury and VVarwicke, with
¶_Drumme and
souldiers. And at the other, the Duke of
Bucking-
3146.1_ham, with Drumme and
souldiers.
¶Cliff. Are the
se thy beares? weele bayte them
soone,
¶Di
spight of thee and all the friends thou ha
st.
¶War. You had be
st go dreame againe,
¶To keepe you from the tempe
st of the field.
¶Clif. I am re
solu'd to beare a greater
storme,
¶Then any thou can
st coniure vp to day,
3200And that ile write vpon thy Burgonet,
¶Might I but know thee by thy hou
shold badge.
¶VVar. Now by my fathers age, old Neuels cre
st,
¶The Rampant Beare chaind to the ragged
staffe,
¶This day ile weare aloft my burgonet,
3205As on a mountaine top the Caedar
showes,
¶That keepes his leaues in
spight of any
storme,
¶Euen to affright the with the view thereof.
¶Clif. And from thy burgonet will I rend the beare,
¶And tread him vnderfoote with all contempt,
3210Di
spight the Beare-ward that protects him
so.
¶Yoong Clif. And
so renowmed
soueraigne to Armes,
¶To quell the
se Traitors and their complea
ses.
¶Richard. Fie, Charitie for
shame,
speake it not in
spight,
¶For you
shall
sup with Ie
sus Chri
st to night.
3215Yoong Clif. Foule Stigmaticke thou can
st not tell.
¶Rich. No, for if not in heauen, youle
surely
sup in hell.
¶_Alarmes to the battaile, and then enter the Duke of Somerset
3288.1__ and
Richard fighting, and
Richard kils him vnder the
signe of
¶__ the Ca
stle in
saint
Albones.
¶Rich. So Lie thou there, and breathe thy la
st.
3289.1Whats here, the
signe of the Ca
stle?
¶Then the prophe
sie is come to pa
sse,
H2