109103Thy kinsmen and thy friendes, Ile haue more liues,

110104Then drops of bloud were in my fathers vaines.

111105Clif. Vrge it no more, least in reuenge thereof,

112106I send thee Warwike such a messenger,

113107As shall reueng his death before I stirre.

114108War. Poore Clifford, how I skorn thy worthles threats

116109York. Wil ye we shew our title to the crowne,

117110Or else our swords shall plead it in the field?

118111King. What title haste thou traitor to the Crowne?

119112Thy father was as thou art Duke of Yorke,

120113Thy grandfather Roger Mortimer earle of March,

121114I am the sonne of Henrie the Fift who tamde the French,

122115And made the Dolphin stoope, and seazd vpon their

123116Townes and prouinces.

124117War. Talke not of France since thou hast lost it all.

125118King. The Lord protector lost it and not I,

126119When I was crownd I was but nine months old.

127120Rich. You are olde enough now and yet me thinkes

128121you lose,

129122Father teare the Crowne from the Vsurpers head.

130123Edw. Do so sweet father, set it on your head.

131124Mont. Good brother as thou lou'st & honorst armes,

133125Lets fight it out and not stand cauilling thus.

134126Rich. Sound drums and trumpets & the king will fly.

135127York. Peace sonnes:

136128Northum. Peace thou and giue king Henry leaue to

137129speake.

138130King. Ah Plantagenet, why seekest thou to depose (me?

139131Are we not both both Plantagenets by birth,

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