* But, Warwick, after God, thou set'st me free,
* And chiefly therefore I thank God, and thee;
* He was the author, thou the instrument.
* Therefore, that I may conquer fortune's spite,
* By living low, where fortune cannot hurt me;
* And that the people of this blessed land

* May not be punish'd with my thwarting stars; Warwick, although my head still wear the crown, 'I here resign my government to thee,

For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds.

* War. Your grace hath still been fam'd for virtuous;

* And now may seem as wise as virtuous,

* By spying, and avoiding, fortune's malice,

* For few men rightly temper with the stars:

* Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace,

* For choosing me, when Clarence is in place.

*Clar. No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway,

* To whom the heavens, in thy nativity,

* Adjudg'd an olive branch, and laurel crown, * As likely to be blest in peace, and war;

* And therefore I yield thee my free consent.

*War. And I choose Clarence only for protector. * K. Hen. Warwick, and Clarence, give me both your hands;

* Now join your hands, and, with your hands, your hearts,

* That no dissention hinder government: 'I make you both protectors of this land; 'While I myself will lead a private life, And in devotion spend my latter days, To sin's rebuke, and my Creator's praise.

War. What answers Clarence to his sovereign's wilį?

* Clar. That he consents, if Warwick yield consent; *For on thy fortune I repose myself.

* War. Why then, though loath, yet must I be content: * We'll yoke together, like a double shadow *To Henry's body, and supply his place,

* I mean, in bearing weight of government, * While he enjoys the honour, and his ease.

* And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful, * Forthwith that Edward be pronounc'd a traitor, * And all his lands and goods be confiscate.

Clar. What else? and that succession be determin'd. *War. Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his part. * K. Hen. But, with the first of all your chief affairs, * Let me entreat, (for I command no more,) * That Margaret your queen, and my son Edward, * Be sent for, to return from France with speed: * For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear *My joy of liberty is half eclips'd.

Clar. It shall be done, my sovereign, with all speed. 'K. Hen. My lord of Somerset, what youth is that, Of whom you seem to have so tender care?

Som. My liege, it is young Henry, earl of Richmond.
K. Hen. Come hither, England's hope: If secret

powers

[Lays his hand on his head. Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts, This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss. His looks are full of peaceful majesty; His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown, 'His hand to wield a scepter; and himself Likely, in time, to bless a regal throne.

Make much of him, my lords; for this is he,

Must help you more than you are hurt by me.

Enter a Messenger.

War. What news, my friend?

* Mess. That Edward has escaped from your brother, * And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy.

* War. Unsavoury news: But how made he escape? * Mess. He was convey'd by Richard duke of Gloster, * And the lord Hastings, who attended him

* In secret ambush on the forest side,

* And from the bishop's huntsmen rescued him;

* For hunting was his daily exercise.

*War. My brother was too careless of his charge.— * But let us hence, my sovereign, to provide * A salve for any sore that may betide.

[Exeunt King HENRY, WARW. CLAR. Lieut. and Attendants.

* Som. My lord, I like not of this flight of Edward's: * For, doubtless, Burgundy will yield him help; * And we shall have more wars, before't be long. * As Henry's late presaging prophecy

*Did glad my heart, with hope of this young Richmond; * So doth my heart misgive me, in these conflicts * What may befall him, to his harm, and ours: * Therefore, lord Oxford, to prevent the worst, * Forthwith we'll send him hence to Britany, * Till storms be past of civil enmity.

* Oxf. Ay; for, if Edward repossess the crown, * 'Tis like, that Richmond with the rest shall down * Som. It shall be so; he shall to Britany. * Come therefore, let's about it speedily.

[Exeunt.

SCENE VII.-Before York.

Enter King Edward, Gloster, Hastings, and Forces. K. Edw. Now, brother Richard, lord Hastings, and the rest;

'Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends,

And says-that once more I shall interchange

My waned state for Henry's regal crown.

Well have we pass'd, and now repass'd the seas, 'And brought desired help froin Burgundy: 'What then remains, we being thus arriv'd 'From Ravenspurg haven before the gates of York, But that we enter, as into our dukedom?

Glo. The gates made fast!-Brother, I like not this;

* For many men, that stumble at the threshold, * Are well foretold-that danger lurks within.

*K. Edw. Tush, man! abodements must not now affright us:

* By fair or foul means we must enter in,

* For hither will our friends repair to us.

* Hast. My liege, I'll knock once more, to summon them.

Enter, on the walls, the Mayor of York, and his brethren.
'May. My lords, we were forewarned of your coming,
And shut the gates for safety of ourselves,
For now we owe allegiance unto Henry.

K. Edw But, master mayor, if Henry be your king,

⚫ Yet Edward, at the least, is duke of York.

May. True my good lord; I know you for no less.

K. Edw. Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom;

* As being well content with that alone.

• Glo. But, when the fox hath once got in his nose, 'He'll soon find means to make the body follow. [Aside..

Hast. Why, master mayor, why stand you in a doubt? Open the gates, we are king Henry's friends.

May. Ay, say you so? the gates shall then be open'd. [Exeunt from above.

Glo. A wise stout captain, and persuaded soon! * Hast. The good old man would fain that all were well, * So 'twere not 'long of him: but, being enter'd, * I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade *Both him, and all his brothers, unto reason.

Re-enter the Mayor and two Aldermen, below.

K. Edw. So, master mayor: these gates must not be shut,

'But in the night, or in the time of war.

What! fear not, man, but yield me up the keys; [Takes his keys. For Edward will defend the town, and thee, 'And all those friends that deign to follow me. Enter MONTGOMERY, and Forces, marching.

Drum.

Glo. Brother, this is sir John Montgomery, Our trusty friend, unless- I be deceiv'd.

'K. Edw. Welcome, sir John! But why come you in arms?

Mont. To help king Edward in his time of storm As every loyal subject ought to do.

'K. Edw. Thanks, good Montgomery: But we now forget