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Ravish our daughters ? — hark, I hear their drum.

[Drum afar off.
Fight, gentlemen of England ; fight, bold yeomen í
Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head :
Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood :
Amaze the welkin with your broken staves !

Enter a Messenger.
What says Lord Stanley, will he bring his power?

Mes. My Lord, he doth deny to come.
K. Rich. Off instantly with his son George's head.

Nor. My Lord, the enemy is past the marsh ;
After the battel let George Stanley die.

K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within my bolom.'
Advance our standards, set upon our foes ;
Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint Gearge,
Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons !
Upon them! Victory Gts on our helms. [Exeuns,
SCENE VII. Alarum. Excursions. Enter Catesby.

Cates. Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescus á
The King enacts more wonders than a man,
Daring, an opposite to every danger :
His horse as Nain, and all on fout he fights,
Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
Rescue, fair Lord, or else the day is loft.

Alarum. Enter King Richard.
K. Rich. A horfe! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse!
Cates. Withdraw, my Lord, I'll help you to a horse.
K. Ricb. Slave, I have set my


a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the die :
I think there be lix Richmonds in the field,
Five have I Nain to-day instead of him.
A horsel a horse! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Alarums. Enter King Richard and Richmond; they

fight, Richard is fain, Retreat, and Flourish. Enter Richmond, Stanley bearing

the Crown, witb divers other Lords. Richm. God and your arms be prais'd, victorious friends! The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.

Stan. Couragious Richmond, well halt thou acquit thes: Lo, here these long usurped royalties,



From the dead temples of this bloody wretch
Have I pluckt off, to grace thy brows withal.
Wear it, enjoy it, and make use of it.

Richm. Great God of heaven, say Amen to all!
But tell me first, is young George Stanley living?

Stan. He is, my Lord, and safe in Leicester town ; Whither, if you so please, we may withdraw us.

Ricbm. What men of note are Nain on either side ?

Stan. John Duke of Norfolk, Walter the Lord Ferris, Sir Robert Braker:bury, Sir William Brandon.

Richm. Interr their bodies as becomes their births.
Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled,
That in submission will return to us.
And then, as we have ta’en the facrament,
We will unite the White Rose and the Red.
Smile heav'n upon this fair conjunction,
That long hath frown'd upon their enmity!
What traitor hears me, and says not Amen ?
England háth long been mad, and scarr’d her self;
The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,
The father rafhly Naughter'd bis own son,
The fons, compell’d, been butchers to the fire :
O now let Richmond and Elizabeth,

The true fucceeders of each royal house,
By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!
And let their heirs (God, if thy will be fo)
Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd peace,
With smiling plenty, and fair prosp'rous days !
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
That would reduce these bloody days again,
And make poor England weep in ftreams of blood!
Let them not live to taste this land's encrease,
That would with treason wound this fair land's peace !
Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives agen :
That the may long live here, God say, Amen! [Exeunt.

butchers to the fire : All this divided York and Lancaffer, Divided in their dire divifon, O now let, B.





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Come no more to make you laugh; things now
Sad, bigb, and working, full of fate and woe,
Such noble scenes, as draw tbe eye to flow,
We shall present. Tbose that can pity, bere
May, if ibey think it well, let fall a tear;
The subje£t will deserve it. Such as give
Their money out of bope they may believe,
May bere find trueb too. Tbose tbat come to see
Only a pow or two, (and so agree,
The play may pass) if tbey be fill and willing,
r'll undertake may fee away their shilling
Ricbly in two foort bours. Only they

come to bear a merry, bawdy, play ;
A noise of targets ; or to see a fellow
In a long motley coat, guarded with yellow;
Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle bearers, know
To rank our chosen trutb with such a how
As fool and fight is, (beside forfeiting
Our own brains, and tb opinion that

we bring
To make that only true we now intend)
Will leave us ne'er an understanding friend.
Tberefore, for goodness' sake, as you are known
The firft and bappiest bearers of the town,
Be fad, as we would make ye. Think before ye

very persons of our noble story,
As they were living : think you see tbem great,
And follow'd

with tbe gen'ral ibrong, and sweat
Of thousand friends ; Then, in a moment, see
How soon this migbtiness meets mifery!
And if you can be merry then, I'll say
Aman may weep upon bis wedding day.


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