26741875War. Where is the post that came from valiant Oxford?

26751876How farre hence is thy Lord my honest fellow?

26761877Oxf post. By this at Daintrie marching hitherward.

26771878War. Where is our brother Montague?

26781879Where is the post that came from Montague?

26791880Post. I left him at Donsmore with his troopes.

26811881War. Say Summerfield where is my louing son?

26821882And by thy gesse, how farre is Clarence hence?

26831883Sommer. At Southham my Lord I left him with

26841884His force, and doe expect him two houres hence.

26851885War. Then Oxford is at hand, I heare his drum.

26931887Glo. See brother, where the surly Warwike mans the wal.

26941888War. O vnbid spight, is spotfull Edward come!

26951889Where slept our scouts or how are they seduste,

26961890That we could haue no newes of their repaire?

26971891Edw. Now Warwike wilt thou be sorrie for thy faults,

26991892And call Edward king and he will pardon thee.

27011893War. Naie rather wilt thou draw thy forces backe?

27021894Confesse who set thee vp and puld thee downe?

27031895Call Warwike patron and be penitent,

27041896And thou shalt still remaine the Duke of Yorke.

27051897Glo. I had thought at least he would haue said the king.

27061898Or did he make the iest against his will.

27071899War. Twas Warwike gaue the kingdome to thy brother.

27121900Edw. Why then tis mine, if but by Warwikes gift.

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27131901War. I but thou art no Atlas for so great a waight,

27141902And weakling, Warwike takes his gift againe,

27151903Henry is my king, Warwike his subiect.

27171904Edw. I prethe gallant Warwike tell me this,

27181905What is the bodie when the head is off?

27191906Glo. Alasse that Warwike had no more foresight,

27201907But whilst he sought to steale the singleten,

27211908The king was finelie fingerd from the decke?

27221909You left poore Henry in the Bishops pallace,

27231910And ten to one you'le meet him in the Tower.

27241911Edw. Tis euen so, and yet you are olde Warwike still.

27381912War. O cheerefull colours, see where Oxford comes.

27391914Oxf. Oxford, Oxford, for Lancaster. Exit.

27401915Edw. The Gates are open, see they enter in,

27431916Lets follow them and bid them battaile in the streetes.

27421917Glo. No, so some other might set vpon our backes,

1918Weele staie till all be entered, and then follow them.

27541920Sum. Summerset, Summerset, for Lancaster. Exit.

27551921Glo. Two of thy name both Dukes of Summerset,

27561922Haue solde their liues vnto the house of Yorke.

27571923And thou shalt be the third and my sword hold.

27471925Mont. Montague, Montague, for Lancaster. Exit.

27481926Edw. Traitorous Montague, thou and thy brother

27491927Shall deerelie abie this rebellious act.

27591929War. And loe where George of Clarence sweepes

27601930Along, of power enough to bid his brother battell.

27611931Cla. Clarence, Clarence, for Lancaster.

27621932Edw. Et tu Brute, wilt thou stab Caesar too?

27631933A parlie sirra to George of Clarence.

1937War. Com Clarence come, thou wilt if Warwike call.

1938Cla. Father of Warwike, know you what this meanes?

1939I throw mine infamie at thee,

1940I will not ruinate my fathers house,

27671941Who gaue his bloud to lime the stones togither,

27681942And set vp Lancaster. Thinkest thou

27691943That Clarence is so harsh vnnaturall,

27711944To lift his sword against his brothers life,

27811945And so proud harted Warwike I defie thee,

27821946And to my brothers turne my blushing cheekes?

27831947Pardon me Edward, for I haue done amisse,

27841948And Richard doe not frowne vpon me,

27851949For henceforth I will proue no more vnconstant.

27861950Edw. Welcome Clarence, and ten times more welcome,

27871951Then if thou neuer hadst deserud our hate.

27881952Glo. Welcome good Clarence, this is brotherlie.

27891953War. Oh passing traytor, periurd and vniust.

27901954Edw. Now Warwike, wilt thou leaue

27911955The towne and fight? or shall we beate the

27921956Stones about thine eares?

27931957War. Why I am not coopt vppe heere for defence,

27941958I will awaie to Barnet presently,

27951959And bid thee battaile Edward if thou darest.

27961960Edw. Yes Warwike he dares, and leades the waie,

27971961Lords to the field, saint George and victorie.

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