38413443 Alarum, Enter Richard and Richmond, they fight, Richard is slain 38433444 then retrait being sounded. Enter Richmond, Darby, bearing the 38453446Ri. God and your armes be prai
sd vi
ctorious freends,
38473447The daie is ours, the bloudie dog is dead.
38483448Dar. Couragious Richmond, wel ha
st thou acquit thee,
38503449Loe here this long v
surped roialtie
. 38513450From the dead temples of this bloudie wretch,
38523451Haue I pluckt o
ff to grace thy browes withall,
38533452Weare it, enioy it, and make much of it.
But
The Tragedie
38543453Rich. Great God of heauen
saie Amen to all,
38553454But tell me, is yong George Stanley liuing.
38563455Dar. He is my lord, and
safe in Leice
ster towne,
38573456Whether if it plea
se you we may now withdraw vs
. 38583457Rich. What men of name are
slaine on either
side?
Iohn Duke of Norffolke, Water Lord Ferris, sir
38603459 Robert Brookenbury, & sir William Brandon.
38613460Rich. Inter their bodies as become their births,
38623461Proclaime a pardon to the
soldiers
fled,
38633462That in
submi
ssion will returne to vs,
38643463And then as we haue tane the
sacrament,
38653464We will vnite the white ro
se and the red,
38663465Smile heauen vpon this faire coniun
ction,
38673466That long haue frownd vpon their enmitie,
38683467What traitor heares me and
saies not Amen?
38693468England hath long been madde and
scard her
selfe,
38703469The brother blindlie
shed the brothers bloud,
38713470The father ra
shlie
slaughterd his owne
sonne,
38723471The
sonne compeld ben butcher to the
sire,
38733472All this deuided Yorke and Lanca
ster,
38753474O now let Richmond and Elizabeth,
38763475The true
succeeders of each royall hou
se,
38773476By Gods faire ordinance conioine together,
38783477And let their heires (God if thy will be
so)
38793478Enrich the time to come with
smooth-fa
ste peace,
38803479With
smiling plentie and faire pro
sperous daies,
38813480Abate the edge of traitors gracious Lord,
38823481That would reduce the
se bloudy daies againe,
38833482And make poore England weepe in
streames of bloud,
38843483Let them not liue to ta
st this lands increa
se,
38853484That would with trea
son wound this faire lands peace,
38863485Now ciuill wounds are
stopt, peace liues againe,
38873486That
she may long liue heare, God
saie
Amen.