The Tragedie of Richard D. of
21861626Edw. Penbrooke, go rai
se an armie pre
sentlie,
21871627Pitch vp my tent, for in the
field this night
21881628I meane to re
st, and on the morrow morne,
21891629Ile march to meet proud
Warwike ere he land
21901630Tho
se
stragling troopes which he hath got in France.
21681631But ere I goe
Montague and
Hastings,
21691632You of all the re
st are neere
st allied
21701633In bloud to
Warwike, therefore tell me, if
21711634You fauour him more then me or not:
21721635Speake truelie, for I had rather haue you open
21771637Monta. So God helpe
Montague as he proues true.
21791638Hast. And
Hastings as hee fauours
Edwards cau
se.
21801639Edw. It
shall
su
ffice, come then lets march awaie.
Exeunt Omnes. 1640Enter Warwike and Oxford, with souldiers. 1641War. Tru
st me my Lords all hitherto goes well,
1642The common people by numbers
swarme to vs,
21911643But
see where
Sommerset and
Clarence comes,
21921644Speake
suddenlie my Lords, are we all friends?
21941646War. Then gentle
Clarence welcome vnto
Warwike.
21951647And welcome
Summerset, I hold it cowardi
se,
21961648To re
st mi
stru
stfull where a noble hart,
21971649Hath pawnde an open hand in
signe of loue,
21981650El
se might I thinke that
Clarence,
Edwards brother,
21991651Were but a fained friend to our proceedings,
22001652But welcome
sweet
Clarence my daughter
shal be thine.
22011653And now what re
sts but in nights couerture,
22021654Thy brother being carele
slie encampt,
His