* 2 Watch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his royal tent, * But to defend his person from night-foes?

Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and Forces.

' War. This is his tent; and see, where stand his guard. Courage, my masters: honour now, or never!

'But follow me, and Edward shall be curs.

1 Watch. Who goes there?

* 2 Watch. Stay, or thou diest.

[WARWICK, and the rest, cry all-Warwick! Warwick! and set upon the guard; who fly, crying-Arm! Arm! WARWICK, and the rest, following them.

The drum beating, and trumpets sounding, Re-enter WARWICK, and the rest, bringing the King out in a gown, sitting in a chair: GLOSTER and HASTINGS fly.

Som.

What are they that fly there? ' War. Richard, and Hastings: let them go, here's

the duke.

K. Edw. The duke! why, Warwick, when we parted

last,

Thou call'dst me king?

War. Ay, but the case is alter'd: When you disgrac'd me in my embassade, Then I degraded you from being king, And come now to create you duke of York. Alas! how should you govern any kingdom, That know not how to use ambassadors; Nor how to be contented with one wife; Nor how to use your brothers brotherly; * Nor how to study for the people's welfare; Nor how to shrowd yourself from enemies?

* K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou here too?

* Nay, then I see, that Edward needs must down.—

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Yet, Warwick, in despite of all mischance,

Of thee thyself, and all thy complices,

Edward will always bear himself as king:

* Though fortune's malice overthrow my state, * My mind exceeds the compass of her wheel.

War. Then, for his mind, be Edward England's king: [Takes off his crown. But Henry now shall wear the English crown,

* And be true king indeed; thou but the shadow.

My lord of Somerset, at my request,

See that forthwith duke Edward be convey'd

Unto my brother, archbishop of York.

When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, 'I'll follow you, and tell what answer

Lewis, and the lady Bona, send to him :

Now, for a while, farewell, good duke of York.

* K. Edw. What fates impose, that men must needs abide;

*It boots not to resist both wind and tide.

[Exit King EDWARD, led out; SOMERSET with him. * Oxf. What now remains, my lords, for us to do, * But march to London with our soldiers?

War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do ; To free king Henry from imprisonment,

And see him seated in the regal throne.

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV. London. A room in the palace.

Enter Queen ELIZABETH and RIVERS.

Riv. Madam, what makes you in this sudden change?

Q. Eliz. Why, brother Rivers, are you yet to learn, 'What late misfortune is befall'n king Edward?

Riv. What, loss of some pitch'd battle against
Warwick?

'Q. Eliz. No, but the loss of his own royal person. Riv. Then is my soverign slain ?

'Q. Eliz. Ay, alınost slain, for he is taken prisoner; 'Either betray'd by falsehood of his guard,

'Or by his foe surpriz'd at unawares:

And, as I further have to understand,

'Is new committed to the bishop of York,

'Fell Warwick's brother, and by that our foe.

'Riv. These news, I must confess, are full of grief: 'Yet, gracious madam, bear it as you may;

Warwick may lose, that now hath won the day.

* Q. Eliz. Till then, fair hope must hinder life's decay. * And I the rather wean me from despair, *For love of Edward's offspring in my womb: *This is it that makes me bridle passion,

* And bear with mildness my misfortune's cross;
* Ay, ay, for this I draw in many a tear,
*And stop the rising of blood-sucking sighs,

* Lest with my sighs or tears I blast or drown

King Edward's fruit, true heir to th' English crown.

* Riv. But, madam, where is Warwick then become? 'Q. Eliz. I am informed, that he comes towards

London,

* To set the crown once more on Henry's head:

* Guess thou the rest; king Edward's friends must down.

But, to prevent the tyrant's violence,

(For trust not him that hath once broken faith,)

I'll hence forthwith unto the sanctuary.

To save at least the heir of Edward's right;

There shall I rest secure from force, and fraud. • Come therefore, let us fly, while we may fly; If Warwick take us, we are sure to die.

[Exeunt.

SCENE V.-A park near Middleham castle in Yorkshire.

Enter GLOSTER, HASTINGS, Sir WILLLIAM STANLEY, and others.

Glo. Now, my lord Hastings, and sir William Stanley, Leave off to wonder why I drew you hither, Into this chiefest thicket of the park.

Thus stands the case: You know, our king, my brother, Is prisoner to the bishop here, at whose hands He hath good usage and great liberty; And often, but attended with weak guard, 'Comes hunting this way to disport himself. ‹ I have advértis'd him by secret means, That if about this hour, he make this way, Under the colour of his usual game,

• He shall here find his friends, with horse and men, To set him free from his captivity.

Enter King EDWARD, and a Huntsman.

Hunt. This way, my lord; for this way lies the game.
K. Edw. Nay, this way, man; see, where the

huntsmen stand.

Now, brother of Gloster, lord Hastings, and the rest, 'Stand you thus close, to steal the bishop's deer?

Glo. Brother, the time and case requireth haste, Your horse stands ready at the park corner.

K. Edw. But whither shall we then?

'Hast. To Lynn, my lord; and ship from thence Flanders.

Glo. Well guess'd, believe me; for that was my meaning.

'K. Edw. Stanley, I will requite thy forwardness. Glo. But wherefore stay we? 'tis no time to talk. ‹ K. Edw. Huntsman, what say'st thou wilt thou go along?

Hunt. Better do so, than tarry and be hang'd. * Glo. Come then, away; let's have no more ado. 'K. Edw. Bishop, farewell: shield thee from Warwick's

frown;

And pray that I may repossess the crown.

SCENE VI.A room in the Tower.

[Exeunt.

Enter King HENRY, CLARENCE, WARWICK, SOMERSET, Young RICHMOND, Oxford, MONTAGUE, Lieutenant of the Tower, and Attendants.

*K. Hen. Master lieutenant, now that God and friends * Have shaken Edward from the regal seat; * And turn'd my captive state to liberty,

* My fear to hope, my sorrows unto joys;

* At our enlargement what are thy due fees?

* Lieu. Subjects may challenge nothing of their sovereigns;

* But, if an humble prayer may prevail, * I then crave pardon of your majesty.

*

* K. Hen. For what, lieutenant? for well using me? Nay, be thou sure, I'll well requite thy kindness, * For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure: * Ay, such a pleasure as incaged birds

* Conceive, when, after many moody thoughts,
* At last, by notes of household harmony,
*They quite forget their loss of liberty.-