North. Plantagenet, for all the claim thou lay'st, Think not, that Henry shall be so depos'd. War. Depos'd he shall be, in despight of all. North. Thou art deceiv'd: 'tis not thy southern power, Of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, nor of Kent Which makes thee thus presumptuous and proud→→ Can set the duke up, in despight of me. Clif. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong, 160 Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defence : May that ground gape, and swallow me alive, Where I shall kneel to him that slew my father! K. Henry. O Clifford, how thy words revive my heart! York. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown What mutter you, or what conspire you, lords? War. Do right unto this princely duke of York; Or I will fill the house with armed men, And, o'er the chair of state, where now he sits, Write up his title with usurping blood. 170 [He stamps, and the Soldiers shew themselves. K. Henry. My lord of Warwick, hear me but one word ; Let me, for this my life-time, reign as king. York. Confirm the crown to me, and to mine heirs, And thou shalt reign in quiet while thou liv'st. K. Henry. I am content: Richard Plantagenet, Enjoy the kingdom after my decease. Clif. What wrong is this unto the prince your son ? War. What good is this to England, and himself? W'est. West. Base, fearful, and despairing Henry! Clif. How hast thou injur'd both thyself and us North. Nor I. 181 Clif. Come, cousin, let's go tell the queen these news. West. Farewel, faint-hearted and degenerate king, In whose cold blood no spark of honour bides. North. Be thou a prey unto the house of York, And die in bands for this unmanly deed! Clif. In dreadful war may'st thou be overcome! Or live in peace, abandon'd, and despis'd! [Exeunt NORTH. CLIF. and WEST. War. Turn this way, Henry, and regard them not. Exe. They seek revenge, and therefore will not yield. K. Henry. Ah, Exeter! War. Why should you sigh, my lord ? 191 K. Henry. Not for myself, lord. Warwick, but my son, Whom I unnaturally shall disinherit. But, be it as it may :-I here entail The crown to thee, and to thine heirs for ever ;. To cease this civil war, and, whilst I live, To seek to put me down, and reign thyself. 200 York. This oath I willingly take, and will perform. War. War. Long live king Henry!-Plantagenet, em brace him. K. Henry. And long live thou, and these thy forward sons! foes! York. Now York and Lancaster are reconcil'd. 210 K. Henry. And I, with grief and sorrow, to the court. Enter the Queen, and Prince. Exe. Here comes the queen, whose looks bewray her anger: I'll steal away. K. Henry. Exeter, so will I. [Going. 220 Queen. Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee. K. Henry. Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay. Queen. Who can be patient in such extremes? Ah, wretched man! 'would I had died a maid, And never seen thee, never borne thee son, Seeing thou hast prov'd so unnatural a father! Hath he deserv'd to lose his birth-right thus ? Hadst thou but lov'd him half so well as I; Or felt that pain which I did for him once; Or Or nourish'd him, as I did with my blood; Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there, Rather than made that savage duke thine heir, And disinherited thine only son. 230 Prince. Father, you cannot disinherit me : If you be king, why should not I succeed? K. Henry. Pardon me, Margaret ;-pardon me, sweet son; The earl of Warwick, and the duke, enforc'd me. Queen. Enforc'd thee! art thou king, and wilt be forc'd ? I shame to hear thee speak. Ah, timorous wretch! 240 Had I been there, which am a silly woman 250 Whereby Whereby my son is disinherited. The northern lords, that have forsworn thy colours, K. Henry. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak. 260 Queen. Thou hast spoke too much already; get thee gone. K. Henry. Gentle son Edward, thou wilt stay with me? Queen. Ay, to be murder'd by his enemies. Prince. When I return with victory from the field, I'll see your grace: 'till then, I'll follow her. Queen. Come, son, away; we may not linger thus. [Exeunt Queen, and Prince. K. Henry Poor queen! how love to me, and to her son, Hath made her break out into terms of rage! 270 Exe. And I, I hope, shall reconcile them all. 276 [Exeunt. SCENE |