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Henry VI part two

Act V, Scene 3

Fields near St. Alban's.
 
[Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK, and Soldiers, with drum and colors]
 
YORK
          ,      x     ,            ,        ,
      Of Sa|lisbury,| who can | report | of him,
            ,       ,      ,         ,         ,
      That win|ter li|on, who | in rage | forgets
      ,          ,              ,    ,          ,
      Aged | contu|sions and / all brush | of time:
            ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      And like | a gal|lant in | the brow | of youth,
          ,      ,      2    ,             ,      ,
      Repairs | him with oc|casion.| This hap|py day
          ,        ,     ,      2      T   T    T
      Is not | itself,| nor have we | won one foot,
          ,      x         ,
      If Sa|lisbury | be lost.
 
RICHARD
                                  ,      ,      ->
                              My no|ble fa||ther,
        ,       ,       ,        ,          2      ,
      Three | times to|day I | holp him | to his horse,
        T     T    .   T            ,        ,         ,
      Three times bestrid | him: thrice | I led | him off,
          ,       ,         ,     ,        ,
      Persua|ded him | from a|ny fur|ther act:
            ,            ,       ,            ,          x
      But still | where dan|ger was,| still there | I met him,
       .    T    T    T        ,       ,       ,
      And like rich hang|ings in | a home|ly house,
       ,             ,      2     ,     ,        ,
      So was | his will | in his old | feeble | body.
           ,      ,       ,     ,               ,
      But no|ble as | he is,| look where | he comes.
 
[Enter SALISBURY]
 
SALISBURY
           ,        ,       ,                 ,        ,
      Now by | my sword,| well hast | thou fought | today;
        2      ,        ,        ,        ,          ,        ->
      By the mass | so did | we all.| I thank | you Ri||chard.
       ,      ,           ,    2         ,         ,
      God | knows how | long it is | I have | to live;
       ,               ,                   ,     ,        ,
      And it | hath pleased | him that / three times | today
       ,            ,       ,         ,   2      ,
      You have | defen|ded me | from im|minent death.
             ,                ,   ,      ,               ,
      Well lords,| we have / not got | that which | we have:
            ,       ,           ,     .     T    T    T
      'Tis not | enough | our foes | are* this time fled,
        2    ,     ,          ,       ,        ,      2->
      Being op|posites | of such | repai|ring na||ture.
 
YORK
          ,          ,      ,       ,        ,
      I know | our safe|ty is | to fol|low them,
       ,     2      ,           ,         ,        ,
      For (as I | hear) the | king is | fled to | London,
           ,       ,         ,         ,       ,
      To call | a pre|sent court | of par|liament.
       ,           ,         ,          ,          ,
      Let us | pursue | him ere | the writs | go forth.
             ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      What says | Lord^War|wick? Shall | we af|ter them?
 
WARWICK
       ,             ,        ,          ,       ,
      After | them: nay | before | them if | we can:
       ,            ,      ,               ,    2    ,
      Now by | my hand |(lords) 'twas | a glo|rious day.
             ,        ,       ,        ,        ,
      Saint^Al|ban's bat|tle won | by fa|mous York,
        ,          ,    ,             ,         ,
      Shall be | eter|nized in | all^age | to come.
              ,           ,         ,        ,       ,
      Sound^drums | and trum|pets, and | to Lon|don all,
            ,           ,         ,         ,       ,
      And more | such days | as these,| to us | befall.
 
[Exeunt]

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