EDWARD'S Camp near Warwick. |
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Enter certain Watchmen to guard the KING'S tent. |
| First Watch. Come on, my masters, each man take his stand; |
| The king, by this, is set him down to sleep. |
| Sec. Watch. What, will he not to bed? |
| First Watch. Why, no: for he hath made a solemn vow |
| Never to lie and take his natural rest |
| Till Warwick or himself be quite suppress'd. |
| Sec. Watch. To-morrow then belike shall be the day, |
| If Warwick be so near as men report. |
| Third Watch. But say, I pray, what nobleman is that |
| That with the king here resteth in his tent? |
| First Watch. 'Tis the Lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend. |
| Third Watch. O! is it so? But why commands the king |
| That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, |
| While he himself keeps in the cold field? |
| Sec. Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because the more dangerous. |
| Third Watch. Ay, but give me worship and quietness; |
| I like it better than a dangerous honour. |
| If Warwick knew in what estate he stands, |
| 'Tis to be doubted he would waken him. |
| First Watch. Unless our halberds did shut up his passage. |
| Sec. Watch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his royal tent, |
| But to defend his person from night-foes? |
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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 ours. |
| First Watch. Who goes there? |
| Sec. 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. |
| Drums beating, and Trumpets sounding, re-enter WARWICK and the rest, bringing the KING out in his gown, sitting in a chair. GLOUCESTER and HASTINGS fly over the stage. |
| 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 shroud yourself from enemies? |
| K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou here too? |
| Nay, then, I see that Edward needs must down. |
| 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, 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. |
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