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that Clifford； that cruel child…killer。 CLIFFORD。 I slew thy father； call'st
thou him a child？ RICHARD。 Ay； like a dastard and a treacherous coward；
As thou didst kill our tender brother Rutland； But ere sunset I'll make thee
curse the deed。 KING HENRY。 Have done with words； my lords； and hear
me speak。 QUEEN MARGARET。 Defy them then； or else hold close thy
lips。 KING HENRY。 I prithee give no limits to my tongue： I am a king；
and privileg'd to speak。 CLIFFORD。 My liege； the wound that bred this
meeting here Cannot be cur'd by words； therefore be still。 RICHARD。
Then； executioner； unsheathe thy sword。 By Him that made us all； I am
resolv'd That Clifford's manhood lies upon his tongue。 EDWARD。 Say；
Henry； shall I have my right； or no？ A thousand men have broke their fasts
to…day That ne'er shall dine unless thou yield the crown。 WARWICK。 If
thou deny； their blood upon thy head； For York in justice puts his armour
on。 PRINCE OF WALES。 If that be right which Warwick says is right；
There is no wrong； but every thing is right。 RICHARD。 Whoever got thee；
there thy mother stands； For well I wot thou hast thy mother's tongue。
QUEEN MARGARET。 But thou art neither like thy sire nor dam； But like
a foul misshapen stigmatic； Mark'd by the destinies to be avoided； As
venom toads or lizards' dreadful stings。 RICHARD。 Iron of Naples hid
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with English gilt； Whose father bears the title of a king… As if a channel
should be call'd the sea… Sham'st thou not； knowing whence thou art
extraught； To let thy tongue detect thy base…born heart？ EDWARD。 A wisp
of straw were worth a thousand crowns To make this shameless callet
know herself。 Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou； Although thy
husband may be Menelaus； And ne'er was Agamemmon's brother wrong'd
By that false woman as this king by thee。 His father revell'd in the heart of
France； And tam'd the King； and made the Dauphin stoop； And had he
match'd according to his state； He might have kept that glory to this day；
But when he took a beggar to his bed And grac'd thy poor sire with his
bridal day； Even then that sunshine brew'd a show'r for him That wash'd
his father's fortunes forth of France And heap'd sedition on his crown at
home。 For what hath broach'd this tumult but thy pride？ Hadst thou been
meek； our title still had slept； And we； in pity of the gentle King； Had
slipp'd our claim until another age。 GEORGE。 But when we saw our
sunshine made thy spring； And that thy summer bred us no increase； We
set the axe to thy usurping root； And though the edge hath something hit
ourselves； Yet know thou； since we have begun to strike； We'll never leave
till we have hewn thee down； Or bath'd thy growing with our heated
bloods。 EDWARD。 And in this resolution I defy thee； Not willing any
longer conference； Since thou deniest the gentle King to speak。 Sound
trumpets； let our bloody colours wave； And either victory or else a grave！
QUEEN MARGARET。 Stay； Edward。 EDWARD。 No； wrangling woman；
we'll no longer stay； These words will cost ten thousand lives this day。
Exeunt
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SCENE III。 A field of battle between Towton and
Saxton； in Yorkshire
Alarum； excursions。 Enter WARWICK
WARWICK。 Forspent with toil； as runners with a race； I lay me down
a little while to breathe； For strokes receiv'd and many blows repaid Have
robb'd my strong…knit sinews of their strength； And spite of spite needs
must I rest awhile。
Enter EDWARD； running
EDWARD。 Smile； gentle heaven； or strike； ungentle death； For this
world frowns； and Edward's sun is clouded。 WARWICK。 How now； my
lord。 What hap？ What hope of good？
Enter GEORGE
GEORGE。 Our hap is lost； our hope but sad despair； Our ranks are
broke； and ruin follows us。 What counsel give you？ Whither shall we fly？
EDWARD。 Bootless is flight： they follow us with wings； And weak we are；
and cannot shun pursuit。
Enter RICHARD
RICHARD。 Ah； Warwick； why hast thou withdrawn thyself？ Thy
brother's blood the thirsty earth hath drunk； Broach'd with the steely point
of Clifford's lance； And in the very pangs of death he cried； Like to a
dismal clangor heard from far； 'Warwick； revenge！ Brother； revenge my
death。' So； underneath the belly of their steeds； That stain'd their fetlocks
in his smoking blood； The noble gentleman gave up the ghost。 WARWICK。
Then let the earth be drunken with our blood。 I'll kill my horse； because I
will not fly。 Why stand we like soft…hearted women here； Wailing our
losses； whiles the foe doth rage； And look upon； as if the tragedy Were
play'd in jest by counterfeiting actors？ Here on my knee I vow to God
above I'll never pause again； never stand still； Till either death hath clos'd
these eyes of mine Or fortune given me measure of revenge。 EDWARD。 O
Warwick； I do bend my knee with thine； And in this vow do chain my soul
to thine！ And ere my knee rise from the earth's cold face I throw my hands；
mine eyes； my heart to Thee； Thou setter…up and plucker…down of kings；
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Beseeching Thee； if with Thy will it stands That to my foes this body must
be prey； Yet that Thy brazen gates of heaven may ope And give sweet
passage to my sinful soul。 Now； lords； take leave until we meet again；
Where'er it be； in heaven or in earth。 RICHARD。 Brother； give me thy
hand； and； gentle Warwick； Let me embrace thee in my weary arms。 I that
did never weep now melt with woe That winter should cut off our spring…
time so。 WARWICK。 Away； away！ Once more； sweet lords； farewell。
GEORGE。 Yet let us all together to our troops； And give them leave to fly
that will not stay； And call them pillars that will stand to us； And if we
thrive； promise them such rewards As victors wear at the Olympian games。
This may plant courage in their quailing breasts； For yet is hope of life and
victory。 Forslow no longer； make we hence amain。 Exeunt
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SCENE IV。 Another part of the field
Excursions。 Enter RICHARD and CLIFFORD
RICHARD。 Now； Clifford； I have singled thee alone。 Suppose this
arm is for the Duke of York； And this for Rutland； both bound to revenge；
Wert thou environ'd with a brazen wall。 CLIFFORD。 Now； Richard； I am
with thee here alone。 This is the hand that stabbed thy father York； And
this the hand that slew thy brother Rutland； And here's the heart that
triumphs in their death And cheers these hands that slew thy sire and
brother To execute the like upon thyself； And so； have at thee！ ＇They fight＇
Enter WARWICK； CLIFFORD flies
RICHARD。 Nay； Warwick； single out some other chase； For I myself
will hunt this wolf to death。 Exeunt
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SCENE V。 Another part of the field
Alarum。 Enter KING HENRY alone
KING HENRY。 This battle fares like to the morning's war； When
dying clouds contend with growing light； What time the shepherd；
blowing of his nails； Can neither call it perfect day nor night。 Now sways
it this way； like a mighty sea Forc'd by the tide to combat with the wind；
Now sways it that way； like the selfsame sea Forc'd to retire by fury of the
wind。 Sometime the flood prevails； and then the wind； Now one the better；
then another best； Both tugging to be victors； breast to breast； Yet neither
conqueror nor conquered。 So is the equal poise of this fell war。 Here on
this molehill will I sit me down。 To whom God will； there be the victory！
For Margaret my queen； and Clifford