| A Park near Middleham Castle in Yorkshire. | 
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| Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, SIR WILLIAM 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 advertis'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. | 
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| 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 Gloucester, 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 to 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 sayst thou? wilt thou go along? | 
| Hunt.  Better do so than tarry and be hang'd. | 
| Glo.  Come then, away; let's ha' no more ado. | 
| K. Edw.  Bishop, farewell: shield thee from Warwick's frown, | 
| And pray that I may repossess the crown.  [Exeunt. | 
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