3 Henry the Sixth (The True Tragedy of Richard Duke of York and the Good King Henry the Sixth) · chunk 34 of 47
Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher / Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written c.1591 (Annals) history · Pembroke's Men T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and typicality 0.81 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
To morrow then belike shall be the day, If Warwick be so near as men report. But say, I pray, what Noble man is that, That with the King here resteth in his Tent? 'Tis the Lord Hastings, the King's chiefest friend. O, is it so? but why commands the King, That his chief followers lodge in Towns about him, While he himself keeps in the cold field? 'Tis the more honour, because more dangerous. I, but give me worship, and quietness, I like it better than a dangerous honour. If Warwick knew in what estate he stands, 'Tis to be doubted he would waken him. Unless our Halberds did shut up his passage. I: wherefore else guard we his Royal Tent, But to defend his Person from Night-foes? This is his Tent, and see where stand his Guard: Courage my Masters: Honour now, or never: But follow me, and Edward shall be ours. Who goes there? Stay, or thou diest. What are they that fly there? Richard and Hastings: let them go, here is the Duke. The Duke? Why Warwick, when we parted, Thou called'st me King. I, but the case is altered. When you disgraced me in my ambassade, Then I degraded you from being King, And come now to create you Duke of York. Alas, how should you govern any Kingdom, That know not how to use Ambassadors, Nor how to be contented with one Wife, Nor how to use your Brothers Brotherly, Nor how to study for the People's Welfare, Nor how to shroud yourself from Enemies? Yea, Brother of Clarence, Art thou here too? Nay then I see, that Edward needs must down. Yet Warwick, in despite of all mischance, Of thee thyself, and all thy Complices, Edward will always bear himself as King: Though Fortune's malice overthrow my State, My mind exceeds the compass of her Wheel. Then for his mind, be Edward England's King; But Henry now shall wear the English Crown, And be true King indeed: thou but the shadow. My Lord of Somerset, at my request, See that forthwith Duke Edward be conveyed Unto my Brother Archbishop of York: When I have fought with Pembroke, and his fellows, I'll follow you, and tell what answer Lewis and the Lady Bona send to him. Now for awhile farewell good Duke of York. What Fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide. What now remains my Lords for us to do, But march to London with our Soldiers? I, that's the first thing that we have to do, To free King Henry from imprisonment, And see him seated in the Regal Throne. Madam, what makes you in this sudden change? Why Brother Rivers, are you yet to learn What late misfortune is befallen King Edward? What loss of some pitched battle Against Warwick? No, but the loss of his own Royal person. Then is my Sovereign slain?
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To morrow then belike ſhall be the day, If Warwicke be ſo neere as men report. But ſay, I pray, what Noble man▪ is that, That with the King here reſteth in his Tent? 'Tis the Lord Haſtings, the Kings chiefeſt friend. O, is it ſo? but why commands the King, That his chiefe followers lodge in Townes about him, While he himſelfe keepes in the cold field? 'Tis the more honour, becauſe more dangerous. I, but giue me worſhip, and quietneſſe, I like it better then a dangerous honor. If Warwicke knew in what eſtate he ſtands, 'Tis to be doubted he would waken him. Vnleſſe our Halberds did ſhut vp his paſſage. I: wherefore elſe guard we his Royall Tent, But to defend his Perſon from Night-foes? This is his Tent, and ſee where ſtand his Guard: Courage my Maſters: Honor now, or neuer: But follow me, and Edward ſhall be ours. Who goes there? Stay, or thou dyeſt. What are they that flye there? Richard and Haſtings: let them goe, heere is the Duke. The Duke? Why Warwicke, when wee parted, Thou call'dſt me King. I, but the caſe is alter'd. When you diſgrac'd me in my Embaſſade, Then I degraded you from being King, And come now to create you Duke of Yorke. Alas, how ſhould you gouerne any Kingdome, That know not how to vſe Embaſſadors, Nor how to be contented with one Wife, Nor how to vſe your Brothers Brotherly, Nor how to ſtudie for the Peoples Welfare, Nor how to ſhrowd your ſelfe from Enemies? Yea, Brother of Clarence, Art thou here too? Nay then I ſee, that Edward needs muſt downe. Yet Warwicke, in deſpight of all miſchance, Of thee thy ſelfe, and all thy Complices, Edward will alwayes beare himſelfe as King: Though Fortunes mallice ouerthrow my State, My minde exceedes the compaſſe of her Wheele. Then for his minde, be Edward Englands King; But Henry now ſhall weare the Engliſh Crowne, And be true King indeede: thou but the ſhadow. My Lord of Somerſet, at my requeſt, See that forthwith Duke Edward be conuey'd Vnto my Brother Arch-Biſhop of Yorke: When I haue fought with Pembrooke, and his fellowes, Ile follow you, and tell what anſwer Lewis and the Lady Bona ſend to him. Now for a-while farewell good Duke of Yorke. What Fates impoſe, that men muſt needs abide; It boots not to reſiſt both winde and tide. What now remaines my Lords for vs to do, But march to London with our Soldiers? I, that's the firſt thing that we haue to do, To free King Henry from impriſonment, And ſee him ſeated in the Regall Throne. Madam, what makes you in this ſodain change? Why Brother Riuers, are you yet to learne What late misfortune is befalne King Edward? What loſſe of ſome pitcht battell Againſt Warwicke? No, but the loſſe of his owne Royall perſon. Then is my Soueraigne ſlaine?