My heart is turn'd to ftone;. and while 'tis mine
It fhall be ftony. York not our old men fpares:
No more will I their babes: tears virginal
Shall be to me even as the dew to fire;
And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims,
Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax.
Henceforth I will not have to do with pity.
Meet I an infant of the house of York,
Into as many goblets will I cut it,
As wild Medea young Abfyrtus did.
In cruelty will I feek out my fame.
Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's houfe:
As did Æneas old Anchifes bear,

So bear I thee upon my manly fhoulders;
But then Æneas bare a living load,

Nothing fo heavy as these woes of mine.

[Exit, bearing off his Father.

Enter Richard Plantagenet and Somerset, to fight.

R. Plan. So, lye thou there:

[Somerset is kill'd.

For underneath an ale-houfe' paltry fign,

The castle in St. Albans, Somerfet

Hath made the a wizard famous in his death;

Sword, hold thy temper; heart, be wrathful ftill:
Priests pray for enemies, but Princes kill.

[Exit Rich. Plantagenet.

Fight. Excurfions. Enter King Henry, Queen Margaret, and others.

Q. Mar. Away, my Lord, you are flow; for fhame,

away!

[stay.

K. Henry. Can we out-run the heav'ns? good Margret, Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll not fight nor fly: Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence,

(a) See before, p. 112.

Το

To give the enemy way, and to fecure us
By what we can, which can no more but fly.

[Alarum afar off.

If you be ta'en, we then should fee the bottom
Of all our fortunes; but if we haply 'scape,
(As well we may, if not through your neglect,)
We fhall to London get, where you are lov'd,
And where this breach now in our fortunes made
May readily be stopt.

Enter Clifford.

Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief fet,
I would fpeak blafphemy ere bid you fly;
But fly you must: uncurable difcomfit

Reigns in the hearts of all our prefent ''pow'rs.`
Away for your relief, and we will live

To fee their day, and them our fortune give.
Away, my Lord, away!

[Exeunt.

Alarum. Retreat. Enter York, Richard Plantagenet,
Warwick, and Soldiers, with Drum and Colours.

York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him?
That winter lion, who in rage forgets
Aged contufions and all brush of time;
And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,
Repairs him with occafion. This happy day
Is not it felf, nor have we won one foot,
If Salisbury be lost.

R. Plan. My noble father,

Three times to-day I holp him to his horse,
Three times beftrid him; thrice I led him off,
Perfuaded him from any further act:

But ftill where danger was, ftill there I met him,
And like rich hangings in an homely house,

3 parts.

So

So was his will in his old feeble body.

But noble as he is, look where he comes.

Enter Salisbury.

Sal. Now, by my fword, well haft thou fought to-day;
By th' Mafs, fo did we all. I thank you, Richard.
God knows how long it is I have to live;

And it hath pleas'd him that three times to-day
You have defended me from imminent death.
Well, Lords, we have not got that which we have,
'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled,
Being oppofites of fuch repairing nature.
York. I know our fafety is to follow them,
For as I hear, the King is fled to London,
To call a prefent court of Parliament.
Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.
What fays Lord Warwick, fhall we after them?
War. After them! nay, before them, if we can.
Now by my hand, Lords, 'twas a glorious day.
St. Alban's battel, won by famous York,
Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.

Sound 'drums and trumpets, and to London all,
And more fuch days as this to us befall!

[Exeunt.

THE

KING Henry VI.

Edward, Son to the King, and Prince of Wales.

Duke of Exeter, Brother to King Henry IV.

Duke of Somerfet,

Earl of Northumberland,

Earl of Oxford,

Earl of Westmorland,

Lord Clifford,

Earl of Richmond, a Youth, afterwards King Henry VII.

Richard, Duke of York.

Edward, Eldeft Son to the Duke of York, afterwards King Edward IV. George, Duke of Clarence, fecond Son to the Duke of York.

Richard, Duke of Gloucefter, third Son to the Duke of York, afterwards King Richard III.

Edmund, Earl of Rutland, youngest Son to the Duke of York.

Duke of Norfolk,

Marquifs of Montague,

Earl of Warwick,

Earl of Salisbury,

Earl of Pembroke,

Lord Haftings,
Lord Stafford,

Sir John Mortimer,

of the Duke of York's Party.

Sir Hugh Mortimer, Uncles to the Duke of York.

Sir William Stanley.

Lord Rivers, Brother to the Lady Gray.

Sir John Montgomery.

Lieutenant of the Tower.

Mayor of Coventry.

Mayor and Aldermen of York.

Somerville.

Humphry and Sinklo, two Huntsmen.

Lewis, King of France.

Bourbon, Admiral of France.

Queen Margaret.

Bona, Sifter to the French King.

Lady Gray, Widow of Sir Richard Gray, afterwards Queen to Edward IV.

Soldiers and other Attendants on King Henry, and King Edward.

In Part of the Third At the SCENE is laid in France, during all the rest of the Play in England.

The