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Henry VI part three

Act V, Scene 5

Another part of the field.
 
[Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and soldiers; with QUEEN MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, prisoners]
 
KING EDWARD IV
            ,       ,   2   ,      ,    2      ,
      Now here | a per|iod of | tumul|tuous broils.
        ,          ,             ,    ,          ,
      Away | with Ox|ford to / Hames Cas|tle straight:
           ,     ,     ,               ,       ,
      For Som|erset,| off with | his guil|ty head.
           ,           ,         ,          ,           ,
      Go bear | them hence,| I will | not hear | them speak.
 
OXFORD
           ,     ,           ,    ,                    ,
      For my | part, I'll | not trou/ble thee | with words.
 
SOMERSET
          ,         ,       ,   ,          2      ,
      Nor I,| but stoop | with pa/tience to my | fortune.
 
[Exeunt Oxford and Somerset, guarded]
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,        ,      ,          ,          ,
      So part | we sad|ly in | this trou|blous world,
           ,          ,         ,        ,    ,
      To meet | with joy | in sweet | Jerus|alem.
 
KING EDWARD IV
          ,      ,        ,          ,           ,      2->
      Is proc|lama|tion made,| that who | finds^Ed||ward,    ??
              ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      Shall have | a high | reward,| and he | his life?
 
GLOUCESTER
          ,        ,           ,        ,        ,
      It is,| and lo | where youth|ful Ed|ward comes.
 
[Enter soldiers, with PRINCE EDWARD]
 
KING EDWARD IV
              ,          ,         ,         ,          ,
      Bring^forth | the gal|lant, let | us hear | him speak.
        ,              ,         ,        ,         ,
      What? Can | so young | a thorn | begin | to prick?
       ,             ,     ,         ,            ,
      Edward,| what sat|isfac|tion canst | thou make,
           ,         ,          ,        ,       ,        2->
      For bear|ing arms,| for stir|ring up | my sub||jects,   ??
           ,          ,        ,            ,         ,
      And all | the troub|le thou | hast turned | me to?
 
PRINCE EDWARD
        T     T  .  T    T     T    . T         ,
      Speak like a sub|ject, proud ambit|ious York.
           ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      Suppose | that I | am now | my fath|er's mouth,
          ,          ,        2      ,     T      T     T
      Resign | thy chair,| and where^I | stand, kneel thou,
             ,        ,     .    T   T    T          ,
      Whilst^I | propose | the selfsame words | to thee,
               ,         ,                    ,  ,       ,
      Which (trait|or) thou | wouldst have / me ans|wer to.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       ,              ,       ,          ,        ,
      Ah, that | thy fath|er had | been so | resolved.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,            ,            ,         ,      ,
      That you | might still | have worn | the pet|ticoat,
            ,            x            ,           ,      ,
      And nere | have stolen | the breech | from Lan|caster.
 
PRINCE EDWARD
           ,      ,      ,      ,          ,
      Let^Aes|op fab|le in | a wint|er's night,
           ,        ,         ,     ,                ,
      His cur|rish rid|dles sort | not with | this place.
 
GLOUCESTER
          ,         ,            ,         ,           ,
      By heav|en, brat,| I'll plague | ye for | that word.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       ,                 ,        ,        ,         ,
      Aye, thou | wast born | to be | a plague | to men.
 
GLOUCESTER
            ,       T     T  . T          ,         ,
      For God's | sake, take away | this cap|tive scold.
 
PRINCE EDWARD
       ,       2   ,           ,          T    T    T       ->
      Nay, take^a|way this | scolding | crookback, rath||er.
 
KING EDWARD IV
        ,      ,        ,     2           ,             ,
      Peace | wilful | boy, or I | will charm | your tongue.
 
CLARENCE
         ,        ,          ,         ,     ,
      Untut|ored lad,| thou art | too mal|apert.
 
PRINCE EDWARD
          ,         x       2     ,       ,    ,
      I know | my duty,| you are all | undut|iful:
          ,   2    ,               ,   ,           ,
      Lasciv|ious Ed|ward, and / thou per|jured George,
            ,         ,       ,        ,        ,
      And thou | misshap|en Dick,| I tell | ye all,
         ,         ,         ,        ,       ,
      I am | your bet|ter, trait|ors as | ye are,
            ,        ,         ,          ,           ,
      And thou | usurpst | my fath|er's right | and mine.
 
KING EDWARD IV
             ,           ,        ,          ,       ,
      Take^that,| thou like|ness of | this rail|er here.
 
[Stabs him]
 
GLOUCESTER
          T      T     T      ,         ,        ,  2
      Sprawlst thou? Take | that, to | end thy | agony.
 
[Stabs him]
 
CLARENCE
             ,            ,        ,          ,    ,
      And there's | for twit|ting me | with perj|ury.
 
[Stabs him]
 
QUEEN MARGARET
             ,        ,
      Oh*, kill | me too.
 
GLOUCESTER
                          ,            ,
                         Marry,| and shall.
 
[Offers to kill her]
 
KING EDWARD IV
      <- __      ,          ,    ,                T   T    T
        Hold,|| Richard,| hold, for / we have | done too much.
 
GLOUCESTER
             ,           ,         ,          ,            ,
      Why should | she live,| to fill | the world | with words?
 
KING EDWARD IV
        ,     ,        ,          ,        ,     ,
      What? Doth she swoon? Use means for her recovery.  ????
 
GLOUCESTER
       ,             ,     ,   2        ,        ,
      Clarence | excuse | me to the | king my | brother:
             ,         ,       ,      ,          x
      I'll hence | to Lon|don on | a ser|ious matter,
       ,              ,          ,         ,           ,
      Ere ye | come^there,| be sure | to hear | some news.
 
CLARENCE
What? What?
 
GLOUCESTER
Tower, the Tower.
 
[Exit]
 
QUEEN MARGARET
         ,            ,      ,             ,       ,
      O Ned,| sweet* Ned,| speak to | thy moth|er boy.
              ,           ,         ,         ,      ,
      Canst^thou | not* speak?| O trait|ors, murd|erers!
        T    .     T     T         ,         ,         ,
      They that stabbed Cae|sar, shed | no blood | at all:
           ,        ,                ,    ,       ,
      Did not | offend,| nor were / not worth|y blame,
       .   T    T    T          ,      ,       ,
      If this foul deed | were by,| to e|qual it.
          ,       ,      ,            ,         ,
      He was | a man;| this (in | respect)| a child,
       .   T     T    T            ,     ,       ,
      And men, nere spend | their fu|ry on | a child.
               ,           ,     ,         ,           x
      What's^worse | than murd|erer,| that I | may name it?
       T   T   .   T            ,          ,       ,
      No, no, my heart | will burst,| and if | I speak,
                ,    ,           ,        ,           ,
      And I / will speak,| that so | my heart | may burst.
       ,              ,           ,      ,      ,
      Butchers | and vil|lains, bloo|dy can|nibals,
            ,         ,           ,        ,        ,
      How sweet | a plant | have you | untime|ly cropped:
            ,         ,         ,          ,        ,
      You have | no child|ren (butch|ers) if | you had,
             ,           ,                    ,     ,       ,
      The thought | of them | would have / stirred up | remorse,
           ,       ,        ,          ,        ,
      But if | you ev|er chance | to have | a child,
        ,             ,          ,         ,        ,
      Look in | his youth | to have | him so | cut^off
           ,    ,     2        ,           T     T      T
      As death|men you have | rid this | sweet young prince.
 
KING EDWARD IV
        ,          ,         ,          ,          ,
      Away | with her,| go bear | her hence | perforce.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       T     Tx    T         ,          ,          ,
      Nay, never bear | me hence,| dispatch | me here:
               ,            ,           ,        ,         ,
      Here* sheathe | thy sword,| I'll pard|on thee | my death:
        T     T    T     ,            ,          2     ,
      What? Wilt thou | not? Then | Clarence | do it thou.
 
CLARENCE
            x         ,         ,         ,          ,
      By heaven,| I will | not do | thee so | much ease.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
            ,         ,          ,         ,          x
      Good Clar|ence do:| sweet Clar|ence do | thou do it.
 
CLARENCE
              ,          ,         ,                ,    x
      Didst^thou | not hear | me swear | I would / not do it?
 
QUEEN MARGARET
       ,               ,      ,        ,          ,
      Aye, but | thou us|est to | forswear | thyself.
             ,        ,         ,         ,     ,
      'Twas sin | before,| but now |'tis char|ity.
             ,          ,      ,     2        ,         ,
      What wilt | thou not?| Where is that | devil's | butcher,
        T    Tx     T         ,                 ,    ,
      Hard-favored Rich|ard? Rich|ard, where / art thou?
            ,          ,     ,                  ,    ,
      Thou art | not here:| murder | is thy / alms-deed:
         ,      ,          ,            ,            ,
      Peti|tioners | for blood,| thou nere | putst^back.
 
KING EDWARD IV
        ,       ,         ,          ,          ,
      Away | I say,| I charge | ye bear | her hence.
 
QUEEN MARGARET
           ,        ,          ,         ,           ,
      So come | to you,| and yours,| as to | this Prince.
 
[Exit, led out forcibly]
 
KING EDWARD IV
               ,         ,
      Where's Rich|ard gone.  \\
 
CLARENCE
          ,       ,         ,         ,       ,
      To Lon|don all | in post,| and as | I guess,
           ,        ,      ,       ,         x
      To make | a bloo|dy sup|per in | the Tower.
 
KING EDWARD IV
            ,       ,       ,       ,              ,
      He's sud|den if | a thing | comes in | his head.
            ,          ,           ,          ,        ,
      Now march | we hence,| discharge | the com|mon sort
            ,           ,           ,       ,        ,      2->
      With pay | and thanks,| and let's | away | to Lon||don,    ??
           ,         ,        ,           ,          ,
      And see | our gent|le queen | how well | she fares,
           ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      By this |(I hope)| she hath | a son | for me.
 
[Exeunt]

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