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Henry VI, Part 3 (Folio 1, 1623)
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The third Part of Henry the Sixt.167
2526Open the Gates, we are King Henries friends.
2528 He descends.
2530 Hast. The good old man would faine that all were wel,
2531So 'twere not long of him: but being entred,
2533Both him, and all his Brothers, vnto reason.
2534Enter the Maior, and two Aldermen.
2536But in the Night, or in the time of Warre.
2537What, feare not man, but yeeld me vp the Keyes,
2538 Takes his Keyes.
2539For Edward will defend the Towne, and thee,
2540And all those friends, that deine to follow mee.
2541March. Enter Mountgomerie, with Drumme
2542and Souldiers.
2543Rich. Brother, this is Sir Iohn Mountgomerie,
2545 Edw. Welcome Sir Iohn: but why come you in
2546Armes?
2548As euery loyall Subiect ought to doe.
2549Edw. Thankes good Mountgomerie:
2550But we now forget our Title to the Crowne,
2551And onely clayme our Dukedome,
2553Mount. Then fare you well, for I will hence againe,
2554I came to serue a King, and not a Duke:
2555Drummer strike vp, and let vs march away.
2556The Drumme begins to march.
2558By what safe meanes the Crowne may be recouer'd.
2559 Mount. What talke you of debating? in few words,
2560If you'le not here proclaime your selfe our King,
2561Ile leaue you to your fortune, and be gone,
2562To keepe them back, that come to succour you.
2565points?
2567Then wee'le make our Clayme:
2568Till then, 'tis wisdome to conceale our meaning.
2570rule.
2572Brother, we will proclaime you out of hand,
2573The bruit thereof will bring you many friends.
2574Edw. Then be it as you will: for 'tis my right,
2575And Henry but vsurpes the Diademe.
2577And now will I be Edwards Champion.
2579Come, fellow Souldior, make thou proclamation.
2580Flourish. Sound.
2581 Soul. Edward the Fourth, by the Grace of God, King of
2582England and France, and Lord of Ireland, &c.
2585Throwes downe his Gauntlet.
2586All. Long liue Edward the Fourth.
2587Edw. Thankes braue Mountgomery,
2588And thankes vnto you all:
2590Now for this Night, let's harbor here in Yorke:
2592Aboue the Border of this Horizon,
2593Wee'le forward towards Warwicke, and his Mates;
2594For well I wot, that Henry is no Souldier.
2595Ah froward Clarence, how euill it beseemes thee,
2597Yet as wee may, wee'le meet both thee and Warwicke.
2598Come on braue Souldiors: doubt not of the Day,
2599And that once gotten, doubt not of large Pay. Exeunt.
2600Flourish. Enter the King, Warwicke, Mountague,
2601Clarence, Oxford, and Somerset.
2603With hastie Germanes, and blunt Hollanders,
2604Hath pass'd in safetie through the Narrow Seas,
2605And with his troupes doth march amaine to London,
2606And many giddie people flock to him.
2607King. Let's leuie men, and beat him backe againe.
2611Not mutinous in peace, yet bold in Warre,
2614The Knights and Gentlemen, to come with thee.
2615Thou Brother Mountague, in Buckingham,
2617Men well enclin'd to heare what thou command'st.
2618And thou, braue Oxford, wondrous well belou'd,
2620My Soueraigne, with the louing Citizens,
2621Like to his Iland, gyrt in with the Ocean,
2622Or modest Dyan, circled with her Nymphs,
2623Shall rest in London, till we come to him:
2624Faire Lords take leaue, and stand not to reply.
2625Farewell my Soueraigne.
2628King. Well-minded Clarence, be thou fortunate.
2631King. Sweet Oxford, and my louing Mountague,
2632And all at once, once more a happy farewell.
2634 Exeunt.
2637Me thinkes, the Power that Edward hath in field,
2638Should not be able to encounter mine.
2640 King. That's not my feare, my meed hath got me fame:
2641I haue not stopt mine eares to their demands,
2643My pittie hath beene balme to heale their wounds,
2645My mercie dry'd their water-flowing teares.
2646I haue not been desirous of their wealth,
2648Nor forward of reuenge, though they much err'd.
2649Then why should they loue Edward more then me?
2650No Exeter, these Graces challenge Grace:
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