Yorke, and Henrie the Sixt.
840698Why via, To London will we march amaine,
841699And once againe be
stride our foming
steedes,
842700And once againe crie charge vpon the foe,
843701But neuer once againe turne backe and
flie.
844702Rich. I, now me thinkes I heare great
Warwike speake:
845703Nere maie he liue to
see a
sun
shine daie,
846704That cries retire, when
Warwike bids him
stay.
847705Edw. Lord
Warwike, on thy
shoulder will I leane,
848706And when thou faints, mu
st Edward fall:
849707Which perill heauen forefend.
850708War. No longer Earle of
March, but Duke of
Yorke,
851709The next degree, is Englands royall king:
852710And king of England
shalt thou be proclaimde,
853711In euery burrough as we pa
sse along:
854712And he that ca
sts not vp his cap for ioie,
855713Shall for the o
ffence make forfeit of his head.
856714King
Edward, valiant
Richard, Montague,
857715Stay we no longer dreaming of renowne,
858716But forward to e
ffe
ct the
se re
solutions.
865718Mes. The Duke of
Norffolke sends you word by me,
866719The
Queene is comming with a pui
ssant power,
867720And craues your companie for
speedie councell.
868721War. Why then it
sorts braue Lordes. Lets march a
- 870723Enter the King and Queene, Prince Edward and 871724the Northerne Earles, with drum 873726Quee. Welcome my Lord to this braue town of
York,
874727Yonders the head of that ambitious enemie,
875728That
sought to be impaled with your crowne.
Doth