Clif. What seest thou in me, York? why dost thou pause? York. With thy brave bearing should I be in love, But that thou art so fast mine enemy.

Clif. Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem But that 'tis shown ignobly, and in treason.

York. So let it help me now against thy sword,

As I in justice and true right express it.

Clif. My soul and body on the action both!
York. A dreadful lay!-address thee instantly.

[They fight, and CLIFFORD falls and dies.

York. Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art still. Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will!

Enter Young CLIFFORD.

Y. Clif. Shame and confusion! all is on the rout; Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds

Where it should guard. O war!

Whom angry heavens do make their minister,
Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part

Hot coals of vengeance!-Let no soldier fly:
He that is truly delicate to war,

Hath no self-love; nor he, that loves himself,
Hath not essentially, but by circumstance,
The name of valor.-

[Exit.

[Seeing his father's body.

O, let the vile world end,

And the premisèd flames of the last day
Knit earth and heaven together!

Now let the general trumpet blow his blast,
Particularities and petty sounds

To cease!-Wast thou ordain'd, dear father,
To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve
The silver livery of advised age,

And, in thy reverence, and thy chair-days, thus
To die in ruffian battle?-Even at this sight,
My heart is turn'd to stone: and while 'tis mine,
It shall be stony. York not our old men spares;
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.
Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford's house :

As did Æneas old Anchises bear,
So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders;
But then, Æneas bare a living load,
Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine.

[Taking up the body.

[Exit.

Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET and SOMERSET, fighting: SOMERSET is killed.

Rich. So, lie thou there;

For underneath an ale-house' paltry sign,

The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset

Hath made the wizard famous in his death.

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

[Exit.

Alarums: Excursions. Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET,

and others, retreating.

Q. Mar. Away, my lord! you are slow; for shame, away! K. Hen. Can we outrun the heavens? good Margaret, stay. Q. Mar. What are you made of? you'll nor fight, nor fly Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defence,

To give the enemy way; and to secure us

By what we can, which can no more but fly. [Alarum afar off. If you be ta'en, we then should see the bottom

Of all our fortunes: but if we haply scape,

(As well we may, if not through your neglect)
We shall to London get: where you are lov'd;
And where this breach, now in our fortunes made,
May readily be stopp'd.

Re-enter Young CLIFFORD.

Y. Clif. But that my heart's on future mischief set,
I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly:

But fly you must; uncurable discomfit
Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.
Away, for your relief! and we will live

To see their day, and them our fortune give:
Away, my lord, away!

SCENE III.—Field near Saint Albans.

[Exeunt.

Alarum: Retreat. Flourish; then enter YORK, RICHARD PLANTAGENET, WARWICK, and Soldiers, with drum and colors.

York. Of Salisbury, who can report of him,

That winter lion, who in rage forgets

Agèd contusions and all brush of time,
And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,

Repairs him with occasion? this happy day
Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
If Salisbury be lost.

Rich.
My noble father,
Three times to-day I holp him to his horse,

Three times bestrid him, thrice I led him off,
Persuaded him from any farther act:

But still, where danger was, still there I met him;
And like rich hangings in a homely house,

So was his will in his old feeble body.

But, noble as he is, look where he comes.

Enter SALISBURY.

Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day;
By the mass, so did we all.-I thank you, Richard ·
Heaven 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 opposites of such repairing nature.

York. I know our safety is to follow them;
For, as I hear, the king has fled to London,
To call a present court of parliament.
Let us pursue him, ere the writs go forth:
What says lord Warwick? shall we after them?
War. After them! nay, before them, if we can.
Now, by my hand, lords, 'twas a glorious day:
Saint Alban's battle, won by famous York,
Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.-

Sound, drums and trumpets:-and to London all;
And more such days as these to us befall'

[Exeunt.

THE HISTORY OF

KING HENRY VI.

PART III.

THE third part of Henry VI. continues the series of events involved in the contentions of the houses of York and Lancaster, with consecutive exactness. It opens immediately after the first battle of St. Albans in 1455, and details the struggles of the York faction with Henry; the death of Richard, Duke of York; the subsequent usurpation of the crown by his eldest son, who assumed the throne with the title of Edward IV., and the action closes with the murder of Henry VI., 1471, embracing a history of sixteen years. Shakspeare has painted the leading characters in this part of Henry VI. with great power and fidelity. King Henry's meek and almost saint-like forbearance forms a beautiful contrast to the Amazonian courage and fiery qualities of his Queen. Warwick, the haughty, imperious "king-maker,” is also drawn with a strong master hand; but in the character of Richard, Duke of Gloster, the poet exhibits the full power of his genius. Intending to make Gloster the subject of a distinct Historical Drama, Shakspeare ingeniously develops the future Richard III. in all his moral and physical deformity, and prepares us for the tissue of crimes which form the principal incidents of the succeeding drama.

EDWARD, Earl of March, afterwards KING EDWARD IV.,
EDMUND, Earl of Rutland,

GEORGE, afterwards Duke of Clarence,
RICHARD, afterwards Duke of Glocester,
DUKE OF NORFOLK,

MARQUESS OF Montague,
EARL OF WARWICK,
EARL OF PEMBROKE,
LORD HASTINGS,
LORD STAFFord,
Sir JOHN MORTIMER,

Sir HUGH Mortimer,

of the Duke of York's party.

} Uncles to the Duke of York.

HENRY, Earl of Richmond, a Youth.

LORD RIVERS, Brother to Lady Grey.
Sir WILLIAM STANLEY.

Sir JOHN MONTGOMERY.

Sir JOHN SOMERVILLE.
Tutor to Rutland.
Mayor of York.

Lieutenant to the Tower.

A Nobleman. Two Keepers. A Huntsman.

A Son that has killed his Father.

A Father that has killed his Son.

QUEEN MARGAret.

LADY GREY, afterwards Queen to EDWARD IV.
BONA, Sister to the French Queen.

his Sons.

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

gers, Watchmen, &c.

SCENE,-During part of the Third Act, in FRANCE; during the rest of the Play, in ENGLAND.

ACT I.

SCENE I.-London.

The Parliament House.

Drums. Some Soldiers of YORK's party break in. Then, enter the DUKE OF YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, Norfolk, MontaGUE, WARWICK, and others, with white roses in their hats.

War. I wonder how the king escap'd our hands.
York. While we pursued the horsemen of the north,

He slily stole away, and left his men:

Whereat the great lord of Northumberland,

Whose warlike ears could never brook retreat,

Cheer'd up

the drooping army; and himself,
Lord Clifford, and lord Stafford, all a-breast,
Charg'd our main battle's front, and, breaking in,
Were by the swords of common soldiers slain..

Edw. Lord Stafford's father, duke of Buckingham,
Is either slain, or wounded dangerous;