Henry VI, Part 3-William Shakespeare

0:00Henry VI. Part III. By William Shakespeare. This is a Librivox Recording. All Librivox Recording are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please contact Librivox.org. Henry VI. Part III. Dramatist Persona. Boner. Sister to the French Queen. Read by Kaelin Kles. Duke of Exeter. Uncle to Henry IV. Great Uncle to Henry V. Read by Andy Minter. Duke of Norfolk. Red by Ken Goldstein. Duke Earl of Somerset. John Beaufort. Red by Larry Wormack. Earl of Northumberland. Red by Robert Mitchell. Earl of Warwick. Red by LG Pug. Earl of Westmoreland. Red by Danny Sayers. Earl Oxford. Red by Losh Rolander.

1:02Edmund Earl of Rutherland. Red by Netzini Kördbule. Father who has killed his son. Red by Danny Sayers. First keeper. Red by LG Pug. First messenger. Red by Elizabeth Klaat. First Watchman. Red by David Lawrence. George Plantagenet. Duke of Clarence. Red by Jessamels. Henry VI. Red by Ariel Lebscha. Huntsman. Red by LG Pug. King Edward IV. Plantagenet. Red by Dale Burgess. King Louis XI. King of France. Red by Martin Geeson. Left tenant of the tower. Red by Elizabeth Klaat. Lord Earl Rivers. Brother to Lady Gray. Queen Elizabeth. Red by Danny Sayers. Lord Clifford. Red by Edem Brack.

2:06Lord Hastings. Red by Rick F. Mark West of Montague. Red by Nadine Gertbule. Mayor of York. Red by Danny Sayers. Messenger. Red by LG Pug. Nervalman. Red by LG Pug. Post. Red by Rose Anchmit. Prince Edward. Red by Karina Schultz. Queen Elizabeth starts as Lady Gray marries Edward IV. Recording by musical heart one. Queen Margaret, daughter to Rainier, afterwards married to King Henry VI. Red by Elizabeth Klaat. Richard III. Son of Richard Plantagenet. Duke of York. With Duke of Gloucester before enthronement. Red by Losh Rulander. Richard Plantagenet. Duke of Gloucester. Becomes Duke of York in Henry VI Part III.

3:09Red by David Goldfarb. Second keeper. Red by Raven Notasha. Second Messenger. Red by Awein. Second Watchman. Red by Nadine Gertbule. Sir John Mortimer, Uncle to the Duke of York. Red by Danny Sayers. Soldier. Red by LG Pug. Son who has killed his father. Red by Amy Graymore. Third Watchman. Red by Lucy Perry. Tutor of Rutland. Red by LG Pug. narrator. Red by Sandra. End of Dramatist Persona for Henry VI Part III. Act I of Henry VI Part III by William Shakespeare. This is a Librivox recording. All Librivox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer,

4:10please visit Librivox.org. Act I scene I. London the Parliament House. Allorum. Enter York, Edward, Richard, Norfolk, Montague, Warwick, and the Soldiers. I wonder how the King escaped our hands. While we pursued the horsemen of the North, he slyly stole away and left his men. Where at the great Lord of Northumberland, whose war like ears could never brook retreat, cheered up the drooping army, and himself, Lord Clifford and Lord Stafford all abreast, charged Armin battle's front, and breaking in, were by the swords of common soldiers slain. Lord Stafford's father, Duke of Buckingham, is either slain or wounded dangerously. I cleft his beaver with a town-right blow. That this is true father, behold his blood. And, brother, here's the Earl of Welch's blood, whom I encountered as the battles joined. Speak though for me and tell them what I did.

5:13Throwing down Somerset's head. Richard, hath best deserved of all my sons. But his your grace dead, my Lord of Somerset. Such hope have all the line of John of God. Thus do I hope to shaking Henry's head. And so do I. Victoria's Prince of York, before I see these seated in that throne which now the House of Lancaster's Serps, I vow by heaven these eyes shall never close. This is the palace of the fearful King, of this the regal seat. But says it, York, or this is thine, not King Henry's ears. Assist me then, sweet warwick, and I will, for hither we have broken in by force. We'll all assist you, he that flies shall die. Thanks, gentle Norfolk. Stay by me, my Lords, and soldiers stay and lodge by me this night. They go up. And when the King comes, of an over violence,

6:13a lassie seek to thrust you out before us. The Queen this day here holds her parliament, but little things we shall be of her council. By words or blows here let us win our right. Armd as we are, let's stay within this House. The bloody Parliament shall this be called. A lass planned had you to do York of York be king, and bashful Henry deposed whose cowardice hath made us by words to our enemies. Then leave me not my Lords, be resolute, I mean to take possession of my right. Neither the King nor he that loves him best, the proudest he that holds up Lancaster, dares stare a wing if warwick shake his bells. I'll plant plantage it, looting up who dares. Resolve the Richard, claim the English crown. Flourish, enter King Henry VI. Clifford, Northumberland, Westmoreland, Exeter and the Rest.

7:17My Lords, look where the sturdy rebel sits, even in the chair of state. Like he means backed by the power of warwick, that force-peer, to aspire unto the crown and reign as King. Earl of Northumberland he slew thy father, and thine Lord Clifford, and you both have vowed revenge on him, his sons, his favourites and his friends. If I be not, heavens be revengeed on me. The hope thereof makes Clifford mourn in steel. What shall we suffer this? Let's pluck him down. My heart for anger burns. I cannot brook it. Be patient, gentle Earl of Westmoreland. Patience is for both true and such as he. He does not sit there, had your father lived. My gracious Lord, here in the Parliament, let us assail the family of York. Well hast thou spoken cousin, be it so. Ah, no you not, the city favours them, and they have troops of soldiers at their back.

8:18But when the Duke is slain, they'll quickly fly. Far be the thought of this from Henry's heart to make a shambles of the Parliament house. Cousin of Exeter, frowns, words and threats shall be the war that Henry means to use. Thou factious Duke of York, descend my throne and kneel for grace and mercy at my feet. I am thy sovereign. I am thine. For shame come down, he may deed Duke of York. Was my inheritance, as the Earldom was. The Iphar, there was a traitor to the crown. Exeter, thou art a traitor to the crown in following this huge serping Henry. Whom should he follow but his natural king? Through Clifford, but that's Richard at Duke of York. And shall I stand and thou sit in my throne? It must and shall be so content thyself. Be Duke of Lancaster, let him be king. He is both king and Duke of Lancaster,

9:20and that the Lord of Westmoreland shall maintain. And Warwick shall disprove it. You forget that we are those that chased you from the field and slew your fathers and with color spread march through the city to the palace gates. Yes, Warwick, I'd remember it to my grief, and by his soul thou and thy house shall rue it. Plant a jane of thee and these thy sons, thy kinsmen and thy friends, I'll have more lives than drops of blood were in my father's veins. Urge it no more, lest that instead of words I send thee warwick such a messenger, I shall revenge his death before I stir. Poor Clifford, how I scorn his worthless threats. Will you we show our title to the crown? If not, our swords shall pleaded in the field. What title has thou traitor to the crown? Thigh father was as thou art Duke of York,

10:23thy grandfather Roger Mortimer Earl of March. I am the son of Henry the fifth, who made the doh fan and the French to stoop and seized upon their towns and provinces. Doh not of France, since thou hast lost it all. The Lord protect and lost it and not I. When I was crowned I was but nine months old. You are old enough now and yet me thinks you lose. Father, tear the crown from the assurper's head. Sweet father, do so, set it on your head. Good brother, as though lovest and honorosed arms, let's fight it out and not stand caviting thus. Sound drums and trumpets and the king will fly. Sons, peace. Peace thou and give king Henry leave to speak. Plantage nature'll speak first. Hear him, Lords, and be used silent and attentive to, for he that either option shall not live. Thinks thou that I will leave my kingly throne, wherein my grandseier and my father sat.

11:26No, first shall war unpeople this my realm. I, and their colours often born in France, and now in England to our heart's great sorrow shall be my winding sheet. Why faint you, Lords, my title's good and better far than his. Prove it, Henry, and thou shall be king. Henry IV by Conquest got the crown. It was by rebellion against his king. Aside, I know not what to say, my title's weak. Tell me, may not a king adopt an heir. What then? And if he may, then am I lawful king, for Richard in the view of many Lords resigned the crown to Henry IV, whose heir my father was and I am his. He rose against him being his sovereign, and made him to resign his crown per force. Suppose, my Lords, he did it unconstrained. Think you'd wear prejudicial to his crown. No, for he could not so resign his crown, but that the next heir should succeed in reign.

12:28Art thou against us, Duke of Exeter? His is the right, and therefore pardon me. Why whisper you, my Lords, and answer not? My conscience tells me he is lawful king. Aside, or will revolt from me and turn to him. Plantagenet for all the claim thou laced. Think not that Henry shall be so deposed. Deposed he shall be, in despise of all. Thou art deceived. Tis not thy southern power of Essex, Norfolk, Suffolk, Norav Kent, which makes the thus presumptuous and proud, can set the Duke up in despise of me. King Henry, be thy title right or wrong. Lord Clifford vows to fight in thy defense. May that ground gabe and swallow me alive, where I shall kneel to him that slu my father. Oh Clifford, how thy words revive my heart. Henry of Lancaster, resign thy crown. What mutter you, or what conspire you, Lords. Do right unto this princely Duke of York, or I will fill the house with armoured men,

13:30and over the chair of state, where now he sits, a right up his title with you serping blood. He stumps with his foot, and the soldiers show themselves. My Lord of Warwick hear me but one word, let me for this my lifetime reign as King. Confirm the crown to me and to mine heirs, and thou shalt reign in quiet while they're livest. I am content. Richard Plantagenet, enjoy the kingdom after my decease. What wrong is this unto the Prince your son? What good is this to England and himself? Base, fearful and despairing Henry. How has thou injured both thyself and us? I cannot stay to hear these articles. Nor I. Come cousin, let us tell the Queen these news. Fare well, faint hearted and degenerate King, in whose blood no spark of honor bides. Be thou a prey unto the house of York,

14:31and die in bans for this unmannedly deed. In dreadful war mayst thou be overcome, or live in peace abandoned and despised. Excent Northumberland, Clifford, and West Mawland. Turn this way Henry and regard them not. They seek revenge and therefore will not yield. Ah, Exeter! Why should you sigh my Lord? Not for myself Lord Warwick but my son, whom I unnaturally shall this inherit, but be it as it may. I hear in tale the crown to thee and to thine heirs forever, conditionally, that here thou taken oath to cease this civil war, and whilst I live to honour me as thy King and sovereign, and neither by treason nor hostility to seek to put me down and reign myself. This oath I willingly take and will perform. Long live King Henry, Plantagenet in Bracim.

15:32And long live thou and these thy forward sons. Now York and Lancaster are reconciled. A curse it be he that seeks to make them foes. Send it here they come down. Farewell my gracious Lord, out to my castle, and I'll keep London with my soldiers. And I to Norfolk with my followers. And I unto the sea from whence I came. Excent York, Edward, Edmund, George, Richard, Warwick, Norfolk, Montague, their soldiers and attendants. And I, with grief and sorrow to the court, enter Queen Margaret and Prince Edward. Here comes the Queen, whose looks betray her anger. I'll steal away. Exeter so will I. Nay, go not from me, I will follow thee. Be patient, gentle queen, and I will stay. Who can be patient in such extremes? A wretched man, would I had died a maid, and never seen the, never born the sun, seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father.

16:35I thee to serve to lose his birthright thus. Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I, or felt that pain which I did for him once, or nourished him as I did with my blood, thou whatst of left thy dearest heart-blood there, rather than have that savage duke thine air and disinherited thine only sun? Father, you cannot disinherit me. If you be king, why should not I succeed? Pardon me, Margaret. Pardon me, sweet sun, the Earl of Warwick and the duke enforced me. Enforced thee? Aren't thou king, and will be forced? I shame to hear thee speak. A timorous wretch! Thou hast undone thyself, thy son, and me, and given unto the house of York such head is thou shalt reign but by their sufferance. To entail him and his heirs unto the crown, what is it but to make thy sepulcher

17:36and creep into it far before thy time? Warwick is Chancellor and the Lord of Calais. Stern Falconbridge commands the narrow seas. The duke is made protector of the realm, and yet shall thou be safe? Such safety finds the trembling lamb and virand with wolves. Had I been there, which am a silly woman, the soldiers should have tossed me on their pikes before I would have granted to that act? But thou prefers thy life before thine honour. And seeing thou dost, I hear divorce myself, both from thy table, Henry, and thy bed, until that act of Parliament be repealed whereby my son is disinherited. The Northern Lord that affors sworn thy colors will follow mine if once they see them spread, and spread they shall be to thy foul disgrace and utter ruin of the house of York.

18:36Thus do I leave thee. Come, son, let's away. Our army is ready. Come, we'll after them. Stay, gentle Margaret, and hear me speak. Thou hast spoke too much already. Get thee gone. Gentle son Edward thou wilt stay with me? I, to be murdered by his enemies. When I return with victory from the field, I'll see your grace. Till then, I'll follow her. Come, son, away. We may not linger thus. Accent Queen Margaret and Prince Edward. Poor Queen. How loved me and to her son hath made her break out into terms of rage. Revenged may she be on that hateful Duke, whose haughty spirit winged with desire will cost my crown, and like an empty eagle tire on the flesh of me and of my son. The loss of those three lords torment my heart, I'll write unto them and entreat them fair. Come, cousin, you shall be the messenger.

19:38And I, I hope shall reconcile them all. Accent. Seen too. Sandal Castle. Enter Richard, Edward, and Montecu. Brother, though I be youngest, give me leave. No, I can better play the orator. But I have reason strong and forcible. Enter York. Why, how now, sons and brother, let us strive? What is your quarrel? How began it first? No quarrel, but a slight contention. About what? About that which concerns your grace and us, the crown of England father, which is yours. Mine, boy, not till King Henry be dead. Your right depends not on his life or death. Now you are here. Therefore enjoy it now. By giving the house of Lancaster leave to breathe, it will outrun your father in the end. I took a note that he should quietly reign. But for a kingdom any oath may be broken. I break a thousand oaths to reign one year. No, God forbid your grace should be for sworn.

20:41I shall be, if I claim by open war. I'll prove the contrary if you will hear me speak. Thou canst not, son. It is impossible. An oath is of no moment being not took before a true and lawful magistrate that hath authority over him that swears. Henry had none, but it has served the place. Then seeing to us he that made you to depose your oath, my Lord, is vain and frivolous. Therefore to arms and father too but think, how sweet a thing it is to wear a crown, within whose circuit is illusion, and all that potheths feign of bliss and joy. Why do we finger thus? I cannot rest until the white rose that I wear be dyed, even in the lukewarm blood of Henry's heart. Richard, enough. I will be king or die. Brother, thou shalt to London presently,

21:43and went on warwick to this enterprise. Thou, Richard, shalt to the duke of Norfolk, and tell him privily of our intent. You, Edward, shall unto my Lord Cobham, with whom the kentishment will willingly rise, in them I trust, for their soldiers, witty, courteous, liberal, full of spirit. While you were thus employed, what resteth more, but that I seek occasion, how to rise, and yet the king not privy to my drift, nor any of the house of Lancaster? And to remessenger. But stay, what news? Why come us thou in such post? The queen, with all the northern oars and lords, intend here to beseech you in your castle. She is hard by with twenty thousand men, and therefore fortify your hold, my Lord. I, with my sword, what, thanks hatheth we fear them? Edward and Richard, you shall stay with me, my brother Montague shall post to London, let noble warwick cobbham in the rest,

22:44whom we have left protectors of the king, with powerful policies strengthened themselves, and trust not simple Henry, nor his oaths. Brother, I go, I'll win them, fear it not, and thus most humbly, I do take my leave. Exit. Enter John Mortimer and Hugh Mortimer. Sir John, and Sir Hugh Mortimer, mine uncles, you are come to sendle in a happy hour. The army of the queen mean to beseech us. She shall not need, we'll meet her in the field. What, with five thousand men? I, with five hundred father for a need, a woman's general, what should we fear? A march, a far off. I hear their drums. Let's set our men in order, and issue forth and bid them battle straight. Five men to twenty. Though the odds be great, I doubt not uncle of our victory, many of battle have I won in France, when as the enemy hath been ten to one,

23:45why should I not now have the like success? A Lauren, excient. Seen three, field of battle, betwixts sandal castle, and wakefield. A Lauren's. Enter Rutland and his tutor. Oh, with a shall I fly to escape the hands? Oh tutor, look where bloody Clifford comes. Enter Clifford and soldiers. Choupline away. Thy priesthood saves thy life. As for the brat of this accursed Duke whose father slew my father, he shall die. But I, my lord, will bear him company. Soldiers, away with him. Ah Clifford, murder not this innocent child. This thou be hated both of God and man. Exit, dragged off my soldiers. How now? Is he dead already? Or is it fear that makes him close his eyes? I'll open them. So looks the bent up lion over the wretch that trembles under his devouring pose.

24:48And so he walks, insulting over his prey. And so he comes to run his limbs ascender. Ah gentle Clifford, cure me with thy sword, and not with such a cruel threatening look. Sweet Clifford, hear me speak before I die. I am too mean a subject for thy wrath. Be thou revengeed on man, and let me live. In vain thou speaks poor boy. My father's blood has stopped the passage where thy word should enter. Then let my father's blood open it again. Here's a man, and Clifford, cope with him. Had thy brethren here, their lives and thine were not revenge sufficient for me. No, if I'd digged up thy forefathers graves, and hung their rotten coffins up in chains, it could not slake my anire nor ease my heart. The sight of any other house of York is as a fury to torment my soul.

25:49Until I root out their accursed line, and leave not one alive, I live in hell. Therefore, lifting his hand, oh, let me pray before I take my death. To the eye pray, sweet Clifford, pity me. Such pity is my rapier's point of fords. I never did the arm, why will the slay me? Thy father hath. But was here was born, Thou hast one son, for his sake pity me, lest in revenge the rough, sif God is just, he be as miserable as the slay as I. Oh, let me live in prison all my days, and when I give occasion of offense, then let me die, for now, there has no cause. No cause, thy father slu, my father, therefore die. Stubbs him. De forgive and love is sumacite is tatoi.

26:50dies. Plantagenet, I cum plantagenet, and this thy son's blood cleaving to my blade shall rust upon my weapon, till thy blood congealed with this do make me wipe off both. Exit. Seen for, another part of the field. Alorum, enter York. The army of the queen hath got the field. My uncles, both are slain in rescuing me, and all my followers to the eager foe turn back and fly, like ships before the wind or lands pursued by hunger-stogged wolves. My sons, God knows what hath bechanced them, but this I know, they have demeaned themselves like men born to renown by life or death. Three times did Richard make a lane to me, and Thrice cried, courage, father, fight it out, and full as oft came Edward to my side, with purple falchion painted to the hilt in blood of those that had encountered him,

27:53and when the hardest warriors did retire, Richard cried, charge, and give no foot of ground, and cried, a crown or else a glorious tomb, a scepter or an earthly sepulcher. With this we charged again, but out alas. We budged again, as I have seen a swan, with bootless labor swim against the tide, and spend her strength with overmatching waves. A short alluring within. A hark, the fatal followers do pursue, and I am faint and cannot fly their fury, and where I strong I would not shun their fury. The sands are numbered that make up my life, here must I stay, and here my life must end. Enter Queen Margaret, Clifford, Northumberland, Prince Edward, and Soldiers. Come bloody Clifford, rough Northumberland, I dare your quenchless fury to more rage. I am your butt, and I abide your shot.

28:55Yield to our mercy, proud Plantagenet. I, to such mercy, as his ruthless arm, with downright payment showed under my father. Now, Fairthen had tumbled from his car, and made an evening of the noon-tide prick. My ashes, as the Phoenix, may bring forth a bird that will revenge upon you all, and in that hope I throw my eyes to heaven, scourning what air you can afflict me with. Why come you not? What? Multitudes and fear? So cowards fight when they can fly no further. So doves do peck the Falcon's piercing talons. So desperate thieves, or hopeless of their lives, breathe out in vectives against the officers. Oh Clifford, but be think thee once again, and in thy thought, O run my former time. And, if thou canst, for blushing, view this face, and, like thy tongue, that slanders him with cowardice, whose frown hath made thee faint and fly air this.

29:59I will not band thee with thee word for word, but buckle with thee blows twice, two for one. Hold, valiant Clifford, for a thousand causes, I would prolong a while the traitor's life. Wrath makes him death. Speak thou, Northumberland. Hold, Clifford, do not honor him so much to prick thy finger, though to wound his heart. What valor were it when a cur-doth grin, for one to thrust his hand between his teeth when he might spurn him with his foot away? It is war's prize to take all ventages, and ten to one is no impeach of valor. They may hand on your true struggles. Aye, aye, so strides the woodcock with the gen. So doth the Coney struggle in the net. So triumph thieves upon their conquered booty, so true man yield with robbers so or matched. What would your grace have done unto him now? Brave warriors, Clifford and Northumberland, come, make him stand upon this mull-hill here,

31:02that rotted mountains without stretched arms, yet parted but the shadow with his hand. What, was it you that would be England's king? Was it you that reveled in our Parliament and made a preachment of your high descent? Where are your mess of sons to back you now? The Wanton Edward and the lusty George, and where's that valiant, crook-back prodigy? Dickie, your boy, that with his grumbling voice was won't to cheer his dad in mutinies. Or, with the rest, where is your darling Rutland? Look, York, I stained this napkin with the blood that valiant Clifford with his rapier's point made issue from the bosom of the boy. And if thine eyes can water for his death, I give thee this to dry thy cheeks with all.

32:02Alas, for York, but that I hate thee deadly, I should lament thy miserable state. I privy, grieve, to make me merry, York. What hath thy fiery heart so parched thine entrails that not a tear can fall for Rutland's death? Why are thy patient, man, thou shou'dst be mad, and I to make thee mad do mock thee thus? Stamp, rave, and fret, the thy may sing and dance. Thou wouldst be feed, I see to make me sport. Oh, York cannot speak unless he wear a crown, a crown for York, and lords bow low to him. Pulled you his hands whilst I do set it on. Cutting a paper crown on his head. I, a marry, sir, now looks he like a king. I, this is he that took King Henry's chair, and this is he that was his adopted heir.

33:05But how is it that great plant-hagenet his crown so soon and broke his solemn oath? As I bothink me you should not be king till our King Henry had shook hands with death. And will you pale your head in Henry's glory and rob his temple of the diadem? Now, in his life against your holy oath, oh, it is a fault too too unpartnable. Off with the crown, and with the crown his head, and whilst we breathe take time to do him dead. That is my office for my father's sake. Nay, stay, let's hear the origins he makes. She wolf of France, but worse than wolves of France, whose tongue more poisons than the Adders' tooth. How ill-beceaming is it in thy sex to triumph like an Amazonian troll upon their woes whom fortune captivates? But that thy face is, visored like unchanging, made impudent with use of evil deeds,

34:13I would assay proud queen to make the blush. To tell thee whenst thou chemist of whom derived, were shame enough to shame the worth thou not shameless. Thy father bears the type of king of napils of both the Sicils and Jerusalem, yet not so wealthy as an English-yoman. Hath that poor monarch taught thee to insult. It needs not, nor it boots thee not proud queen, unless the adage must be verified that beggars mounted run their horse to death. Tis beauty, that death oft make women proud, but God he knows thy share thereof is small. Tis virtue that death make them most admired. The country does make thee wonder that. Tis government that makes them seem divine. The want thereof makes thee abominable. Thou art as opposite to every good as the antipides are unto us,

35:14or as the south to the Septentrian. O tiger's heart, wrapped in a woman's hide. How could thou drain the lifeblood of the child to bid the father wipe his eyes with all, and yet be seen to bear a woman's face? Women are soft, mild, pitiful, and flexible. Thou, stern, obter at flinty, rough, remorseless. Bidst thou me rage? Why now thou hast thy wish? What's have me weep? Why now thou hast thy will? For raging wind blows up incessant showers, and when the rage elays the rain begins. These tears are my sweet rocklands of sequins, and every drop cries vengeance for his death,

36:17against thee fell clippered and the false French woman. Be shroomy, but his passion moves me so that hardly can I check my eyes from tears. That face of his, the hungry cannibals would not have touched, would not have stained with blood, but you are more inhuman, more inexorable, oh ten times more than tigers of Hercania. See, ruthless queen, a hapless father's tears, this cloth thou dips in blood of my sweet boy, and I, with tears, do wash the blood away. Keep thou the napkin and go boast of this, and if thou tellst the heavy story right upon my soul, the hearers will shed tears, yay, even my foes will shed fast-falling tears and say,

37:23alas, it was a pitiest deed. There, take the crown and with the crown my curse, and in thy need such comfort come to thee as now I reap at thy two cruel hand. Hard-hearted clippert, take me from the world, my soul to heaven, my blood upon your heads. Had he been slaughter-man to all my kin, I should not for my life but weep with him, to see how inly sorrow gripes his soul. Not weeping ripe, my lord nor thumberland, think but upon the wrong he did us all, and that will quickly dry thy melting tears. He is for my oath, he is for my father's death, stabbing him, and he is to write our gentle-hearted king, stabbing him, open thy gate of mercy, gracious God, my soul flies through these wounds to seek out the

38:32dyes. Off with his head, and set it on York gates, so York may overlook the town of York. Flourish, execient, end of act one. Act two of Henry VI Part three by William Shakespeare. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to fall in tear, please visit Librevox.org. Act two scene one. A plane near Mortimer's cross in Herifichia. A march, enter Edward, Richard, and their power. I wonder how our prince's father escaped, or whether he be escaped away or no from Clifford and Northumberland's pursuit, and he maintained we should have heard the news. Had he been slain, we should have heard the news.

39:33Or had he escaped me thinks we should have heard the happy tidings of his good escape. How fair is my brother. Why is he so sad? I cannot joy until I be resolved, where our right valiant father has become. I saw him in the battle range about, and watched him how he singled Clifford forth. Me thought he bore him in the thickest troop, as tough a lion in a herd of net, or as a bear in compast round with dogs, who having pinched a few and made them cry. The rest stand all aloof and bark at him, so far to our father with his enemies, so fled his enemies my war like father. Me thinks this price enough to be his son. See how the morning oaps her golden gates, and takes her far well of the glorious son. How well resembles it the prime of youth, trimmed like a junker prassing to his love.

40:35Dazzle mine eyes, or do I see three sons. Three glorious sons, each one a perfect son, not separated with the racking clouds, but severe in a pale, clear, shining sky. See, see, they join embrace and seem to kiss, as if they vowed some league inviolable. Now are they but one lamb, one light, one son, in this the heaven figure some event. It is one restrained, the like yet never heard of. I think it cites us brother to the field, that we, the sons of brave plantagenet, each one already blazing by our meads, should notwithstanding join our lights together and overshine the earth as this the world. Whatar it bodes, henceforward I will bear upon my target three fair shining sons. Nay, bear three daughters by your leave, I speak it, you love the breeder better than the male. Enter a messenger.

41:36But whatar thou, whose heaven looks for tell some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue. Ah, one that was a woeful looker on, when as the noble Duke of York was slain, you're princely father and my loving lord. Oh, speak no more, for I have heard too much. Say how he died, for I will hear it all. Invierant he was, with many foes, and stood against them as the hope of Troy against the Greeks that would have entered Troy. But Hercules himself must yield to odds, and many strokes, though with a little axe, hew down and fell the hardest timbreed oak. By many hands your father was subdued, but only slaughtered by the eye-affel arm of unrelenting Clifford, and the queen, who crowned the gracious Duke in high despite, laughed in his face, and when with grief he wept, the ruthless queen gave him to dry his cheeks, and napkin steeped in the harmless blood of sweet young Rutland, my rough Clifford slain. And after many scorns, many foul

42:43taunts, they took his head, and on the gates of York they set the same. And there at doth remain the saddest spectacle that air I viewed. So we Duke of York are propped to lean upon. Now thou art gone, and we have no staff, no stay. Oh Clifford, boisterous Clifford, thou hast slain the flower of Europe for his shivalry, and treacherously has thou vanquished him, for hand to hand he would have vanquished thee. Now my soul's palace is become a prison. Ah, would she break from hence, that this my body might in the ground be closed up in rest. For never henceforth shall I joy again, never, or never shall I see more joy. I cannot weep for all my bodice moisture, scare serves to quench my furnace burning heart, nor can my tongue unload my heart's great burden, for self-same wind that I shall speak with all

43:45his kinling colts that fires all my breast, and burns me up with flames that tears would quench to weep is to make less the depth of grief. Tears then for babes blows and revenge for me. Richard I bear thy name, I'll avenge thy death, or die renowned by attempting it. His name that valiant duke hath left with thee, his dukedom, and his chair with me is left. Nay, if thou be that princely eagle-spurred, show thy descent by gazing against the sun, for chair and dukedom thrown in kingdom say, either that is thine or else thou were not his. March, enter work, Montague and their army. Oh, now, fair Lord, what fair, what news abroad. Great Lord O' Warwick, if we should recount our baleful news, and at each word's deliverance,

44:46stab ponyards in our flesh till all were told, the words would add more anguish than the wounds. Oh, valiant Lord, the duke of your islain. O' Warwick, Warwick, that plantation at which held thee dearly as his soul's redemption, is by the stern Lord Clifford, done to death. Ten days ago I drowned these news in tears, and now, to add more measure to your woes, I come to tell you things sith then befallen. After the bloody fray at Wakefield Fort, where your brave father breathed his latest gast, tidings as swiftly as the posts could run, or brought me of your loss and his depart. I, then in London, keeper of the king, mustered my soldiers, gathered flocks of friends, and very well appointed, as I thought, marched towards St. Olbans to intercept the queen, bearing the king in my behalf along.

45:48For my my scouts I was advertised that she was coming with a full intent to dash our late decree in parliament, touching King Henry's oath, and your succession. Short tale to make, we had said Olbans met, our battles joined, and both sides fiercely fought. But whether it was the coldest of the king, who looked full gently on his war like queen, that robbed my soldiers of their heated spleen, or whether it was really port of her success, or more than common fear of Clifford's rigour, who thunders to his cactus blood and death. I cannot judge, but to conclude with truth, the weapons liked to lightning came and went, as soldiers, like the night hours lazy flight, or like an idle thresher with a flail, fell gently down, as if they struck their friends. I'd sheathed them up with justice of our cause, with promise of high pay and great rewards, but all in vain, they had no heart to fight,

46:54and we in them no hope to win the day, so that we fled the king unto the queen, Lord George or brother Norfolk and myself, in haste, post haste, I come to join with you. For in the marches here we heard you were making another head to fight again. Where is the Duke of Norfolk, gentle warwick? And when came George from Burgundy to England? Some six miles off the Duke is with the soldiers, and for your brother he was lately sent from your kind art, Duchess of Burgundy, with eight of soldiers to this needful war. Tos' odds be like when valiant warwick fled, oft have I heard his praise in pursuit, but never till now his scandal of retire. No now my scandal, Richard, dust thou here, for thou shalt know this strong right hand abound can pluck the diet and from fate henry's head, and the ring the awful scepter for his fist, where he is famous and as bold in war as he is famed for mildness, peace and prayer.

48:02I know it well, Lord worry, blame me not, this love by bear thy glory makes me speak, but in this traveller's time what's to be done? Shall we go throw away our coats of steel and wrap our bodies in black morning gounds, numbering our arvabarias with our beads? Or shall we on the helmets of our foes tell our devotion with revengeful arms, if for the last say aye, and to it, Lord's? Why therefore what it came to seek you out, and therefore comes my brother Montague, attend me, Lord's, the proud insulting queen with Clifford and the horde North Thumbeland, and of their feather many more proud birds have wrought the easy-melting king like wax. He swore consent to your succession, his earth in a road in the parliament, and now to London all the crew are gone, to frustrate both his earth and what beside may make

49:04against the house of Blankester. Their power, I think, is 30,000 strong. Now, if the help of Norfolk and myself, with all the friends that thou bravell of match, amongst the loving Welshman, Cancepricure, will bid a mount to five and twenty thousand. Why, via to London will we match a main, and once again bestride our firming steeds, and once again cry, charge upon our foes, but never once again turn back and fly. I now may things I hear great Warwick speak, never may he live to see a sunshine day, that cries retire if Warwick bid him stay. Lord Warwick, I am thy shoulder will I lean, and when thou failsst as God forbid the hour, must Edward fall, which peril heaven for friend. No longer Earl of Match, but Duke of York. The next degree is England's royal throne,

50:07for King of England shall thou be proclaimed in every barra as we pass along, and he that throws not up his cap for joy, shall for the fault make forfer to his head. King Edward, valiant Richard, Montague, stay we no longer dreamy every now, but sound the trumpets and about our task. Then play ford, where thy heart as heart as steel, as thou hast shown it flinty by thy deeds, I come to pierce it or to give thee mine. Then strike up the drums, God and Saint George for us. Enter a messenger. Oh now, what news? The Duke of Norfolk send you word by me, the Queen is coming with a present host, and craves your company for speedy counsel. Why then it sorts! Brave warriors, let's away! Excient. Seen to before York. Flourish, Enter King Henry VI, Queen Margaret,

51:09Prince Edward, Clifford and Northumberland, with drum and trumpets. Welcome, my lord, to this brave town of York. Yanders the head of that arch-enemy that sought to be encompassed with your crown. Does not the object cheer your heart, my lord? I, as the rocks cheer them that fear their wreck, to see this sight it irks my very soul, withhold revenge dear God, it is not my fault nor wittingly have I infringed my vow. My gracious leech, this is too much lannity, and harmful pity must be laid aside. To whom do lions cast their gentle looks? Not to the beast that would reserve their den. Whose hand is that that the forest bear doth lick, not his that spoils her young before her face, who scapes the lurking serpent's mortal sting, not he that sets his foot upon her back. The smallest worm will turn being trodden on, and doves will peck and safeguard their brood.

52:12Ambushers York doth level at thy crown, thou smiling while he knit his angry brows, he but a duke would have his son a king, and raise his issue like a loving sire. Thou, being a king, blessed with a goodly son, didst yield consent to disinheritum, which argued thee a most unloving father. Unreasonable creatures feed their young, and though man's face be fearful to their eyes, yet in protection of their tender ones, who have not seen them, even with those wings, which sometime they have used with fearful fright, make war with him that climbed unto their nest, offer their own lives in their young's defence. For shame, my leege, make them your precedent. We're not pity that this goodly boy should lose his birth right by his father's fault, and long hereafter say unto his child, what my great-grandfather and his grand-sire got, my careless father fondly gave away. Ah, what a shame with this!

53:12Look on the boy, and let his manly face, which promise a successful fortune, steel by melting heart, to hold thy own and leave thy own with him. Full well, Hath Clifford played the orator, in furring arguments of mighty force. But Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear that things Ilgott had ever bad success, and happy always was it for that son whose father for his hoarding went to hell. I'll leave my son, my virtuous deeds behind, and would my father had left me no more. For all the rest is hell that such a rate as brings a thousandfold more care to keep, than in possession and jot of pleasure. Ah, cousin York, would thy best friends did know how it doth grieve me that thy head is here? My Lord, cheer up your spirits! Our foes are nigh, and this soft courage makes your followers faint. You promised knighthood to our forward son. Unsheave your sword and dub him presently.

54:14Edward, kneel down. Edward, plantation it, arise a knight, and learn this lesson. Draw thy sword in right. My gracious father, by your kingly leave, I'll draw it as apparent to the crown, and in that quarrel use it to the death. Why, that is spoken like a toward prince. Enter a messenger. Royal commanders, be in readiness, for with a band of thirty thousand men comes Warwick, backing over the Duke of York, and in the towns as they do march along, proclaims him king, and many fly to him, to reign your battle for they are at hand. I would your highness would depart the field, the queen half-best success when you are absent. I, good my Lord, and leave us to our fortune. Why, that's my fortune too, therefore I'll stay. Be it with resolution, then, to fight. My royal father, cheer these noble lords, and hearten those that fight in your defense.

55:14Unsheath your sword, good father. Cry, Saint George. March. Enter Edward, George, Richard, Warwick, Norfolk, Montague and Soldiers. Now, perjured Henry, wilt thou kneel for grace and set thy diadem upon my head, or buy the mortal fortune of the field. Go, rate thy minions proud in sulting, boy, becomes it thee to be thus bold in terms before thy sovereign and thy lawful king. I am his king, and he should bow his knee. I was adopted heir by his consent. Since when his oath is broke, for as I hear you, that our king, though he do wear the crown, have caused him by new act of parliament to blot out me, and put his own son in. And reason two, who should succeed the father but the son? Are you there butcher? Oh, I cannot speak. I crook back.

56:15Here I stand to answer thee, or any he the proudest of thy sort. To us you, that killed young Ruppent, was it not? I an old York and yet not satisfied. For God's sake, lords, give signal to the fight. What says thou, Henry, wilt thou yield the crown? Why, how now long-tongued warwick, dare you speak. When you and I met at St. Olben's last, your legs did better service than your hands. Then it was my turn to fly, and now, design. He said so much before, and yet, you fled. Was not thy valor, Clifford, drove me thence? No, nor your manhood that durs to make you stay. North Thumberland, I hold thee reverently. Break off the parly for scarce I can refrain. The execution of my big swan heart upon that Clifford that crawled chite killer. I slew thy father, cause thou him a child.

57:19I, like a dustered and a trickery scowd, as thou did skill out tender brother Rutland, but air-sunset I'll make thee curse thee deed. Have done with words my lords and hear me speak. Defy them then or else hold close thy lips. I, Prithi, give no limits to my tongue. I am a king and privileged to speak. My lege, the wound that bred this meeting here cannot be cured by words. Therefore be still. Then executioner unsheath thy sword, by him that made us all, I'm resolved, that Clifford's manhood lights upon his tongue. Say, Henry, shall I have my right or no? A thousand men have broke their fast today that nair shall die unless thou yield the crowd. If thou dena, they bled upon thy head, for your injustice puts his armor on. If that be right, which Warwick says is right, there is no wrong, but everything is right. Whoever got thee there thy mother stands for,

58:21well, I what thou hast thy mother's tongue. But thou art neither like thy sire or dam, but like a foul, mis-shape and sting-matic, marked by the destinies to be avoided, as venom toads or lizards dreadful stings. I am an omnable seed with English guilt, whose father bears the title of a king, as if a channel should be called the sea, shames thou not knowing whenst thou art extra, to let thy tongue detect thy base-born heart. A whisper of straw were worth a thousand crowns to make this shameless calut know herself. Helen of Greece was fairer far than thou, although thy husband may be, men-alos, and nair was Agamemnon's brother wronged by that false woman as this king by thee. His father reveled in the heart of France, and tamed the king and made the da far on stoop, and had he matched according to his state, he might have kept that glory to this day.

59:22But when he took a beggar to his bed, and graced thy poor sire with his bridal day, even then that sunshine brewed a shower for him, that washed his father's fortune forth of France, and heaped sedition on his crown at home. For what hath broached this tumult but thy pride, had stabbin' meek, our title still had slept, and we, in pity of the gentle king, had slipped our claim until another age. But when we saw our sunshine made thy spring, and that thy summer bred us no increase, we set the axe to thy usurping root, and though the edge hath something hit ourselves, yet, nor thou, since we have begun to strike, we'll never leave till we have hewn thee down, or bear thigh growing with our heated bludds. And in this resolution I defy thee, not willing any longer conference, since thou deniesth the gentle king to speak. Sound trumpets that our bloody colors waive,

1:00:22and either victory or else agrave. Stay, Edward. No rangling woman will no longer stay. These words will cost ten thousand lives this day. Excent. Seen three, a field of battle between touting and sacks in in Yorkshire. Allorum excursions enter warwick. For spent with toil as runners with a race, I lay me down a little while to breathe. For strokes received, and many blues repaid, have rubbed my strong midsts in news of their strength, and spite of spite needs musty rest a while. And to Edward running. Smile, gentle heaven, or strike un-gentele death, for this world frowns, and Edward's son is clouded. Oh, now my lord, what hap, what hope of good? Enter, George. Our hap is lost. Our hope but sad despair. Our ranks are broken, ruin follows us.

1:01:24What counsel give you? With the shall we fly? But this is flight. They follow us with wings, and weak we are, and cannot shun pursuit. And to rich it? Ah, warwick, why hast thou withdrawn thyself? Thy brothers blood, the thirsty earth has drunk, broached with the steely point of Clifford's lance, and in the very pangs of death he cried, like to a dismal clanger heard from far. Warwick revenge, brother revenge my death, so underneath the belly of their steeds, that stained their fitlocks in his smoking blood. The noble gentleman gave up the ghost. Then let the earth be drunken with our blood, I'll kill my horse, because I will not fly. Why stand we like soft-hearted women here, wailing our losses, while's the food a threage, and look upon us if the tragedy were played ingest by counterfeiting actors?

1:02:26Here on my knee I vow to God above, I'll never pause again, never stand still, till either death hath closed his eyes of mine, or fortune given me measure of revenge. Oh Warwick, I do bend my knee with vine, and in this vow to chain my soul to thine, and air my knee rise from the earth's cold face, I throw my hands, my eyes, my heart to thee, thou setter up and plucker down of kings, beseaching thee. If with they will it stands, that to my foes this body must be prey, yet that thy brazen gates of heaven may open, and give sweet passage to my sinful soul. Now, lords, take leave until we meet again, where air it be in heaven or in earth. Brother, give me thy hand, and gentle Warwick, let me embrace thee in my weary arms, I that did never weep, now melt with woe,

1:03:29that winter should cut off our springtime soul. Away, away, once more sweet lords, farewell. Yet let us altogether to our troops, and give them leave to fly, that will not stay, and call them pillars that will stand to us, and if we thrive, promise them such rewards, as victors wear at the Olympian Games. This metalanche courage in their quailing breasts, for yet is hope of life and victory, for slone or longer, make we hence a man. Excent. Seen for another part of the field, excursions, enter Richard and Clifford. Now Clifford, I have singled the alone, suppose this arm is for the Duke of York, and this for Rutland, both bound to revenge, where thou environed with a brace and wall. Now, Richard, I am with thee here alone. This is the hand that stabbed thy father, York, and this is the hand that slew thy brother, Rutland,

1:04:29and here's the heart that triumphs in their death, and she is these hands that slew thy sire and brother, to execute the like upon thyself, and so have at thee. They fight, war it comes, Clifford flies. Nay waric singled out some other chase, for I myself will hunt this wolf to death. Excent. Seen five, another part of the field. Allorum. Enter King Henry VI alone. This battle fares like to the morning's war, when dying clouds contend with growing light. What time the shepherd, blowing of his nails, can neither call its perfect day nor night. Now sways it this way, like a mighty sea, forced by the tide to combat with the wind. Now sways it that way, like the self-same sea, forced to retire by fury of the wind. Sometime the flood prevails, and then the wind. Now one the better, then another best,

1:05:30both tugging to be victors, breast to breast. Yet neither conqueror nor conqueror, so is the equal of this fell war. Here on this small hill will I sit me down, to whom God will there be the victory. For Margaret, my queen, and Clifford too, have chid me from the battle, swearing both they prosper best of all when I am thence. Would I, would dead, if God's good will were so, for what is in this world's but grief and woe? Oh God, may thinks that we're a happy life, to be no better than a homely swane. To sit upon a hill, as I do now, to carve out dials quaintly point by point, thereby to see the minutes how they run, how many make the hour full complete, how many hours bring about the day, how many days will finish up the year, how many years a mortal man may live.

1:06:30When this is known, then to divide the times, so many hours must I tend my flock, so many hours must I take my rest, so many hours must I contemplate, so many hours must I sport myself, so many days my use have been with young, so many weeks air the poor fools will in, so many years air I shall share the fleece, so minutes, hours, days, months, and years, passed over to the end they were created, would bring white hairs onto a quiet grave. Our what a life were this, how sweet, how lovely, gives not the hothorn but a sweet as shade to shepherds looking on their silly sheep, then doth a rich embroidered canopy to kings that fear their subjects treachery. Oh yes, it doth, a thousand fold it doth, and to conclude the shepherd's homely curds, his cold thin drink out of his leather bottle,

1:07:31his wunted sleep under a fresh tree shade, all which secure and sweetly he enjoys is far beyond a prince's delicates, his vian sparkling in a golden cup, his body couched in a curious bed when care mistrust and treason waits on him. Allorum, enter a sun that has killed his father, dragging in the dead body, it'll blows the wind that profits nobody, this man whom hand to hand I slew and fight may be possessed with some store of crowns, and I that happily take them from him now, may yet air night yield both my life and them to some man else, as this dead man doth me. Who's this? Oh God, it's my father's face, whom in this conflict I unwares I've killed. Oh heavy times, be getting such events, from London by the king was I pressed forth, my father being the Earl of Walricks man, came on the part of York pressed by his master, and I whoet, his hands received my life,

1:08:34him have by my hands of life bereaved him. Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did, and pardon father, for I knew not thee. My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks, and no more words do they have flowed their fell. Oh pity a spectacle, oh bloody times, was lion's war and battle for their dens poor harmless lambs abide their enmity, weep wretched man, I'll aid thee tear for tear, and let our hearts and eyes like civil war be blind with tears, and break or charged with grief. And to a father that has killed his son, bringing in the body. Now that so stoutly hath resisted me, give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold, for I have bought it with a hundred blows,

1:09:34but let me see. Is this our foeman's face? No, no, no, it is mine only son. Boy, if any life be left in thee, throw up thine eye, see, see what showers arise, blown with the windy tempest of my heart, upon thy words, that kill mine eye and heart. Oh pity God, this miserable age, what stratagem's how fell, how butcherly erroneous, mutinous, and unnatural, this deadly quarrel, daily death beget. Oh boy, thy father gave thee life too soon, and hath bereft thee of thy life, for thou too late,

1:10:38woe above woe, grief more than common grief, oh that my death would stay these rootful deeds. Oh pity, pity gentle heaven pity, the red rose and the white are on his face, the fatal colors of our striving houses, the one his purple blood right well resembles, the other his pale cheeks me think's presented, with a one rose and let the other flourish, if you contend a thousand lives must wither. How will my mother for a father's death take on with me, and near be satisfied? How will my wife for slaughter of my son shed seeds of tears, never be satisfied? How will the country for these woeful chances misthink the king and not be satisfied, was ever son so rude a father's death? Was ever father so bemoaned his son.

1:11:41Was ever king so grieved for subjects woe, much is your sorrow, mine ten times so much. I'll bear thee hence where I may weep my fill. Exit with the body. These arms of mine shall be thy winding sheet. My heart sweet boy shall be thy sepulcher. For from mine heart thine image n'er shall go. My sying breast shall be thy funeral bell. And so obsequious will thy father be. Even for the loss of the heavy no more, as preemd was for all his valiant sons. I'll bear thee hence and let them fight that will, for I have murdered where I should not kill. Exit with the body. Sad-hearted men, much overgone with care,

1:12:41here sits a king more woeful than you are. Allorum's excursions, enter queen Margaret, prince Edward and Exeter. Fly father, fly, for all your friends are fled, and warwick rages like a shaved bull. Away, for death death hold us in pursuit. Mount you, my lord, towards Berwick post-a-main. Edward and Richard, like a brace of greyhounds, having the fearful flying hair in sight, with fiery eyes sparkling for very wrath, and bloody steel grasped in their eyeful hands are at our backs. And therefore hence, a main. Away, for vengeance comes along with them. Nay, stay not to expostulate, make speed, or else come after, I'll away before. Nay, take me with thee good, sweet Exeter, not to the thy fear to stay, but love to go with the queen in tens, forward, away. Exient, Seen six, another part of the field, allowed, allorum.

1:13:45Enter Clifford wounded. Here burns my candle out, I hear it dies, which whilst it lasted, gave king Henry light. Old Lancaster, I fear thy overthrow more than my body's parting with my soul. My loven fear glued many friends to thee, and now I fall thy tough-comixed your melts. Imparing Henry, strengthen in misproud York, the common people swarm like summer flies, and wither fly the nuts but to the sun. And who shines now but Henry's enemies? Oh, Phoebus, had thou never given consent that faith and should check thy fiery steeds, thy burning car never had scorched the earth. And Henry, had thou swayed as king should do, or as thy father and his father did, giving no ground unto the house of York, they never then had sprung like summer flies.

1:14:48Iron ten thousand in this lookless realm, had left no mourning widows for our death, and thou this day had kept thy chair in peace. For what doth cherished weeds but gentle air, and what makes robbers bold but too much lenity, bootless of plants and cures on my wounds, no way to fly nor strength to hold out flight, the foe is merciless and will not pity for at their hands I have deserved no pity. The air have gotten to my deadly wounds and much a few so blood doth make me faint. Come, York and Richard, Warwick and the rest, I stabbed your father's bosoms split my breast. He feints, a lorim and retreat, and a Edward, George, Richard, Montague, Warwick and Soldiers. Now breathe, we lords. Good fortune bids us pause and smooth the frowns of war with peaceful looks.

1:15:52Some troops pursue the bloody-minded queen that led calm Henry, though he were a king as doth a sail filled with a fretting gust, command an argocce to stem the waves. But thank you, lords, that Clifford fled with him. No, it is impossible he should escape, for though before his face I speak the words, your brother Richard marked him for the grave, and where so here he is he surely did. Clifford groans and dies. A deadly groan like life and death's departing. See who it is and now the battles ended if it friend or foe let him be gently used. Revoke that doom of mercy for it is Clifford, who not contented that he looked the branch in Ewing Rutland when his leaves put forth, but set his murdering knife unto the root, from whence that tender spray did sweetly spring. I mean our princely father, Duke of York. From off the gates of York fetched down the head,

1:16:54your father's head which Clifford placed there. Instead, whereof let this supply the room measure for measure must be answered. Bring forth that fatal screech owl to our house, that nothing is sung about death to us an hours. Now death shall stop his dismal threatening sound, and his ill-boding tongue no more shall speak. I think he's understanding his bereft. Speak Clifford, thus thou know who speaks to thee? Dark cloudy death or shade his beams of life, and he nor sees nor hears us what we say. Oh would he did, and so perhaps he doth. Tis but his policy took counterfeit, because he would avoid such bitter taunts, which in the time of death he gave our father. If so though thanks to vex him with eager words, Clifford asked mercy and obtained no grace. Clifford, repent in bootless penitence. Clifford devise excuses for thy folds.

1:17:58While we devise fell torches for thy faults. Thou didst love York, and I am some to York. Thou pitted Strudland. I will pity thee. Where's Captain Margaret to fence you now? They mock thee Clifford, swear as thou wast wount. What not an earth may then the world goes hard, when Clifford cannot spare his friends and oath. I know by that he's dead, and by my soul, if this right hand would bite to our sly, that I in all despite might rail at him. This hand should chop it off and with the issuing blood. Stifled the villain, whose unstanched throes, York and young Rutland could not satisfy. I, but he's dead, off with the traitor's head, and rearing to place your father's stands. And now to London with triumphant march, there to be crowned England's royal king.

1:18:58From Wenceshow, whaty, cut the sea to France, and asked the lady boner for thy queen. So shall thou sin who both these lands together, and having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread the scattered foe that hopes to rise again. For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt, yet look to have them buzz to offend thine ears. First will I see the coronation, and then to Brittany, or cross the sea, to affect this marriage, so it please my lord. Even as thou wilt, sweet work, let it be. For in thy shoulder do I build my seat, and never will I undertake the thing wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting. Richard, I will create the Duke of Gloucester, and George of Clarence. Forwick, as ourself, shall do and undo as him pleaseeth best. Let me be Duke of Clarence, George of Gloucester, for Gloucester's Dukedom is too ominous. Tap, that's a foolish observation.

1:20:00Richard, be Duke of Gloucester. Now to London to see these honours in possession. Excent. End of Act 2 Act 3 of Henry VI Part 3 by William Shakespeare. This is a Libre of Oxford recording. All Libre of Oxford recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer please visit Librevox.org. Act 3 scene 1 A forest in the north of England. Enter two keepers with crossbows in their hands. Under this thick grommed break, we shroud ourselves. For through the lawn, along the deal will come, and in this cupboard, where we make our stand, calling the principle of all the deer. I'll stay above the hill, so both my shoot.

1:21:01That cannot be. The noise of thy crossbow will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. Here stand we both, and aim we at the best. And for the time shall not seem tedious, I'll tearly what befill me on a day, in this self-place, where now we mean to stand. Here comes a man. Let's stay till he be passed. Enter King Henry VI disguised with a prayer book. From Scotland and my stone, even of pure love, to greet my own land with my wishful sight. No, Harry, Harry, to his no land of thine. Thy place is filled, thy scepter rung from thee. Thy bowl washed off wherewith thou hast anointed. No bending knee will call thee Caesar now. No humble suitors pressed to speak for right. No, not a man comes for redress of thee. For how can I help them and not myself?

1:22:02I, here's a deer whose skin's a keep its fee. This is a quantum king. Let's seize upon him. Let me embrace thee, sour adversity. For wise men say it is the wisest cause. Why linger we? Let us lay hands upon him. For bear a wild, will hear a little more. My queen and son are gone to France for aid. And as I hear, the great commanding worric is livergone, to crave the French king's sister to wife for Edward. If this news be true, poor queen and son, your labour is but lost. For worric is a subtle orator. And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words. By this account, then Margaret may win him. For she's a woman to be pitted much. Her size will make a battery in his breast. Her tears will pierce into a marble heart. The tiger will be mild while she doth mourn. And Nero will be tainted with remorse, to hear and see her plants, her brine-ish tears.

1:23:05I but she's come to beg, worric to give. She on his left side craving aid for Henry. He on his right, asking a wife for Edward. She weeps and says her Henry is deposed. He smiles and says his Edward is installed. That she poor wretch for grief can speak no more. Whilst worric tells his title, smooths the wrong, infereth arguments of mighty strength and in conclusion wins the king from her, with promise of his sister, and what else, to strengthen and support king Edward's place. Oh Margaret, thus will be. And thou, poor soul, art then forsaken as thou wentst for lawn. Say, what art thou that talkest of kings and queens? More than I seem, and less than I was born to, a man at least for less I should not be, and men may talk of kings and why not I? I, but thou talkest as if thou were to king.

1:24:05Why so I am in mind, and that's enough? But if thou be a king, where is thy crown? My crown is in my heart, not on my head, not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, nor to be seen. My crown is called content, a crown it is that seldom kings enjoy. Well, if you be a king, crowned with content, your crown content, and you must be contented to go along with us. For as we think, you are the king, king Edward, half-deposed, and we, his subjects, sworn in all allegiance, will apprehend you as his enemy. But did you never swear and break an oath? No, never such an oath, nor will not now. Where did you dwell when I was king of England? Here in this country, where we now remain. I was anointed king at nine months old, my father and my grandfather were kings, and you were sworn true subjects unto me,

1:25:06and tell me then, have you not broke your oaths? No, for we were subjects, but while you were king. Why am I dead? Do I not breathe a man? Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear. Look, as I blow this feather from my face, and as the air blows it to me again, obeying with my wind when I do blow and yielding to another when it blows, commanded always by the greater gust. Such is the lightness of you common men. But do not break your oaths, for of that sin my mild and treaty shall not make you guilty. Go where you will. The king shall be commanded, and be you kings, command, and I, lobe. We are true subjects to the king, king Edward. So would you be again to Henry if he were seated as king Edward is? Which are you, in God's name, and the kings, to go with us when through the officers?

1:26:07In God's name, lead, your king's name be obeyed, and what God will, that let your king perform, and what he will, I humbly yield unto. Exempt, seen too, London the palace. Enter King Edward IV, Gloucester, Clarence, and Lady Grey. Brother of Gloucester at St. Albans Field, this lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey was slain. His lands then seized on by the conqueror. Her suit is now to repossess those lands, which we injustice cannot well deny, because in quarrel of the House of York, the worthy gentleman did lose his life. Your Highness shall do well to grant us, you. It were dishonored to deny it her. It were no less, but yet I'll make a pause. Asides to Clarence. Yeah, is it so? I see the lady hath a thing to grant, before the king will grant her humble's suit.

1:27:07Asides to Gloucester. He knows the game. How true he keeps the wind. Asides to Clarence. Silence! We know, we will consider of your suit, and come some other time to know our mind. Right, gracious Lord, I cannot break delay. May it please your Highness to resolve me now, and what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me. Asides to Clarence. I, widow, then I'll warrant you all your lands, and if what pleases him, shall pleasure you. Fight closer or good faith you'll catch a blow. Asides to Gloucester. I fear her not unless you chance to fall. Asides to Clarence. God forbid that, for he'll take vantages. How many children hast thou, widow? Tell me. Asides to Gloucester. I think he means to beg a child of her. Asides to Clarence. Nay, whip me then, he'll rather give her to. Three, my most gracious Lord.

1:28:09Asides to Clarence. You shall have four if you'll be ruled by him. To a pity they should lose their father's lands. Be pitiful dread, Lord, and grant it then. Lords, give us leave. I'll try this widow's wit. Asides to Clarence. I could leave have you for you will have leave. Till you take leave and leave you to the crutch. Gloucester and Clarence retire. Now tell me, madam, do you love your children? I, full as dearly as I love myself. And would you not do much to do them good? To do them good I would sustain some harm. Then get your husband's lands to do them good. Therefore I came unto your majesty. I'll tell you how these lands are to be got. So shall you bind me to your highness' service. What service will thou do me if I give them? What you command that rests in me to do. But you will take exceptions to my boon.

1:29:11No, gracious Lord, except I cannot do it. I, but thou canst do what I mean to ask. Why then I will do it your grace commands. Asides to Clarence. He plies at hard and much rain wears the marble. Asides to Gloucester. As red as fire. Now then her wax must melt. Why stop my lord? Shall I not hear my task? An easy task. Tis but to love a king. That soon performed because I am a subject. Why then thy husband's lands? I freely give thee. I take my leave with many thousand thanks. Asides to Clarence. The match is made. She seals it with a curtsame. But Stavie, Tis the fruits of love I need. The fruits of love I need, my loving leash. Hi, but I fear me in another sense. What love thinks thou I sue so much to get.

1:30:11My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers. That love which virtue begs and virtue grants. No, by my trough I did not mean such love. Why then you mean not as I thought you did. But now you partly may perceive my mind. My mind will never grant what I perceive your highness Amesat if I aim right. To tell thee plain I aim to lie with thee. To tell thee you plain I had rather lie in prison. Why then thou shalt not have thy husband's lands? Why then mine on a stage shall be my dour. For by that loss I will not purchase them. They're in thou wrongs thy children mightily. Here in your highness wrongs both them and me. But mighty lord this merry inclination accords not with the sadness of my suit. Please you dismiss me either with I or no. I if thou will say I to my request. No if thou dost say no to my demand.

1:31:13Then no my lord my suit is at an end. Aside to currents. Though we don't like seam not she needs her brows. Aside to Gloucester. He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom. Aside. Her looks to argue her replete with modesty. Her words do show her wit incomparable. All her perfection's challenge sovereignty. One way or other she is for a king. And she shall be my love or else my queen. Say that King Edward take thee for his queen. It is better said than done my gracious lord. I am a subject fit to jest with all, but far and fit to be a sovereign. Sweet widow by my state I swear to thee I speak no more than what my soul intends. And that is to enjoy thee for my love. And that is more than I will yield unto. I know I am to mean to be your queen and yet to good to be your concubine.

1:32:14You cav-a-widdo I did mean my queen. To grieve your grace my sons should call you father. No more than when my daughters call thee mother. Though are to widow and thou hast some children. And by God's mother I being but a bachelor have other some. Why does a happy thing to be the father unto many sons? Answer no more for thou shalt be my queen. Aside to currents. The ghostly father now have done his shrift. Aside to Gloucester. When he was met a schrivert was the shift. Brothers you muse what chattwee to have had. The widow likes it not for she looks very sad. You think it's strange if I should marry her. To whom my lord? Why clearance to myself? That would be ten days wonder at the least. That's a day longer than a wonder last. By so much is the wonder in extremes.

1:33:14Well just on brothers I can tell you both her suit is granted for her husband's lands. Enter no woman. My gracious lord Henry your foe is taken and brought your prisoner to your palace gate. See that he be conveyed unto the tower and we go brothers to the man that took him to question of his apprehension. Widow go you alone. Lords use her honorably. Excient all but Gloucester. I and what will use women honorably? Would he were wasted marrow bones and all? That from his lonesnow hopeful branch my spring took cross me from the golden time I look for. And yet between my souls desire and me the lustful Edward's title buried his clearance Henry and his son young Edward and all the unlook for issue of their bodies.

1:34:16To take their rooms here I can place myself a cold premeditation for my purpose. Why then I do but dream on sovereignty like one that stands upon a promontory and spies a far of shore where he would tread wishing his foot were equal with his eye and charged the sea that sunders him from thence saying he laid it dry to have his way. So do I wish the crown being so far off and so I chide the means that keeps me from it and so I say I'll cut the courses off flattering me with impossibilities. My eyes too quick my heart overweens too much unless my hand and strength could equal them. Well say there is no kingdom then for Richard what other pleasure can the world afford?

1:35:23I'll make my heaven in a ladies lap and deck my body in gay ornaments and which sweet ladies with my words and looks oh miserable thought and more unlikely than to accomplish twenty golden crowns why love for swore me in my mother's womb and for I should not deal in her soft laws she did correct frail nature with some bribe to shrink my arm up like a withered shrub to make an envious mountain on my back where sits the formety to mock my body to shape my legs of an unequal size to disproportion me in every part like to a chaos or an unliked bear wealth that carries no impression like the dam and am I then a man to be beloved?

1:36:23Oh monstrous fold to harbor such a thought then since this earth afford no joy to me but to command to check to overbear such as are a better person than myself I'll make my heaven to dream upon the crown and whilst I live to account this world but hell until my mischrape trunk that bears this head be round impaled with a glorious crown and yet I know not how to get the crown for many lives stand between me and home and I like one lost in a thorny wood that rents the thorns and is rent with the thorns seeking away and straining from the way not knowing how to find the open air but toiling desperately to find it out torment myself to catch the English crown and from that torment I will free myself or you my way out

1:37:30with a bloody axe why I can smile and murder whilst I smile and cry content to that which grieves my heart and wet my cheeks with artificial tears and frame my face to all occasions I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall I'll slay more gaysers than the basilisk I'll play the orator as well as nester to see more slyly than you'll lose us could and like a sign on take another Troy I can add colors to the chameleon change shapes with proletons for advantages and set the murderous macchiabelle to school can I do this and cannot get a crown tut what it father of I'll pluck it down exit seen three France King Louis XI palace

1:38:35flourish enter King Louis XI his sister bona his admiral called Bourbon prince Edward queen Margaret and Oxford King Louis XI sits and rises up again fair queen of England worthy Margaret sits down with us it will be fits thy state and birth that thou shouldst stand while Louis thus sit no my teaking of France now Margaret must strike her sail and learn a while to serve where kings command I was I must confess great Albion's queen and former golden days but now Miss chance hath trod my title down and with dishonor laid me on the ground where I must take like seat under my fortune and to my humble seat conform myself I say fair queen when springs this deep despair from such a cause as fills my

1:39:37eyes with tears and stops my tongue while heart is drowned in cares what air it be be thou still like thyself and sit thee by our side seats her by him you'll not thy neck to fortune as yoke but let thy don'tless mind still ride in triumph overall Miss chance be plain queen Margaret and tell thy grief it shall be eased if France can yield relief those gracious words revive my drooping thoughts and give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak now therefore be it known to noble Lewis that Henry soul possessor of my love is of a king become a banished man and forced to live in Scotland for while proud ambitious Edward Duke of York exerps the regal title and the seat of England's true anointed lawful king this is the cause that I poor Margaret with this my son Prince Edward

1:40:44Henry's air have come to crave thy just and lawful aid and if thou fail us all our hope is done Scotland hath will to help but cannot help our people and our peers are both misled our treasures seized our soldiers put to flight and as thou seest ourselves in heavy plight renowned queen with patience calm the store while we be thinkin' mean strong break it off the more we stay the stronger grows our foe the more I stay the more I'll sucker thee oh but impatience wait if on true sorrow and see where comes the breeder of my sorrow enter warwick what's he approacheth boldly to our presence our earl of warwick Edward's greatest friend welcome brave warwick what brings thee to France he descends she arises

1:41:49I now begin the second storm to rise for this is he that moves both wind and tide from where the Edward king of albion my lord and sovereign and thou vowed friend I come in kindness and unfained love first to do greetings to thy royal person and then to crave a league of amity and lastly to confirm that amity with a nub till not if thou vouch safe to grant that virtuous lady boner thy fair sister to england's king in lawful marriage aside oh if that go forward hendres hope is done to boner and gracious madam and our kings behalf I am commanded with your leave in favour humbly to kiss your hand and with my tongue to tell the passion of my sovereign's heart wave fame laid in drink at his heedful ears hath placed thy beauty's image and divert you king Lewis and lady boner hear me speak before

1:42:52you answer warwick his demand springs not from Edward's well-ment honest love but from deceit bred by necessity for how can tyrant safely govern home unless abroad they purchase great alliance to prove him tyrant this reason may suffice that Henry livid still but were he dead yet here prince Edward stands king Henry's son look therefore Lewis that by this league and marriage thou draw not on thy danger and dishonor for though usurpers sway the rule a while yet heavens are just and time suppresseth wrongs in Julius Margaret and why not queen because they father Henry did you serve and thou no more at prince than she is queen then warwick dissonals great john of gaunt which did subdue the greatest part of spain and after john of gaunt Henry the fort whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest and after that wise prince Henry the fifth who by his

1:43:57provess conquered all frowns from these our Henry lineily descents oxford how absent in this smooth discourse you told not how Henry the sixth has lost all that which Henry fifth had gotten me thinks these pears of france should smile at that but for the rest you tell a pedigree of three score in two years a silly time to make prescription for a kingdom's worth why warwick can't thou speakst against thy leech whom thou obeys the thirty and six years and not betray thy treason with a blush an oxford that ever did fence the right now buck the fulcred with a pedigree for shame leave Henry and call Edward king call him my king by whose injurious tomb my elder brother the lord over there was done to death and more than so my father even in the downfall of his

1:45:01melodies when nature brought him to the door of death no warwick no once life upholds this arm this arm upholds the house of Lancaster and I the house of York queen Margaret prince Edward and oxford about safe at our request to stand aside while I use further conference with warwick they stand aloof heavens grant that warwick's words for which him not now warwick tell me even upon thy conscience is Edward your true king for I will most link with him that were not lawful chosen they're on I pawn my credit and mine honor but is he gracious in the people's eye the more that Henry was unfortunate then further all dissemblings at a side tell me what truth

1:46:02the measure of his love unto our sister boner such it seems as may be seem a monarch like himself myself have often heard him say and swear that this his love was an eternal plant where of the route was fixed in virtues ground the leaves and fruit maintained with beauty's son exempt from envy but not from disdain unless the lady boner quit his pain now sister let us hear your firm resolve your grant or your denial shall be mine to worry yet I confess that often air this day when I have heard your king's dessert recounted mine ear has tempted judgment to desire then warwick thus our sister shall be Edward's and now forthwith shall articles be drawn touching the joint here that your king must make which with her dowry shall be counterpoised draw near queen

1:47:07Margaret and be a witness that boner shall be wife to the English king to Edward but not to the English king deceitful warwick it was thy device by this alliance to make void my suit before thy coming Lewis was Henry's friend and still his friend to him and Margaret but if your title to the crown be weak as may appear by Edward's good success then it is but reason that I be released from giving aid which later I promise it yet shall you have all kindness at my hand that your estate requires and mine can yield Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease where having nothing nothing can he lose and as for yourself our quantum queen you have a father able

1:48:07to maintain you and better to where you travelled him than France peace impudent and shameless warwick peace proud setter up and pull her down of kings I will not hence till with my talk and tears both full of truth I make king Lewis behold thy sly conveyance and thy lord's false love for both of you are birds of self-same feather post blows are horned within warwick this is some post to us or D enter a post my lord and bachelors these letters are for you send from your brother Marcus Montague taking Louis XI these from working until your majesty to queen Margaret and my lamb these for you from whom I know not they all read their letters I like it well that our fair queen and mistress smile set her news while warwick frowns at his nay mark how Lewis stamps as you

1:49:10were nettle I hope ours for the best warwick what are thy news and yours fair queen mine such as feel my heart with unhoved joys mine full of sorrow and hearts discontent what has your king maddy to the lady grey and now to soothe your forgery and his sends me a paper to persuade me patience is this the alliance that he seeks with France day he presumed to scorn us in this manner I told your majesty as much before this proveeth edwards love and warwick's honesty king Lewis I hear protested side of heaven and by the hope I have of heavenly bliss that I am clear from this misdeed of edwards no more my king for he dishonors me but most himself if he could see his shame did I forget that by the house of york my father came untimely to his death

1:50:15did I let past the abuse done to my knees did I impale him with a wriggle crown did I put Henry from his native right and am I gurdon that the last with shame shame on himself for my dessert is honour and repair my honour lost for him I heurine out him and returned to Henry my noble queen let former graduates pass and henceforth I am thy true servitor I will revenge his wrong to lady and replant Henry in his former state warwick these words have turned my hate to love and I forgive and quite forget old faults and joy that thou becomeest king Henry's friend so much his friend I he's unfaired friend that if king Lewis vouchs safe to furnish us with some few bands of chosen soldiers I'll undertake to land them on elk coast and fuss the tyrant

1:51:17from his seat by war this not his new maid brides shall sucker him and as for Clarence as my letters tell me he's very likely now to fall from him for matching more for wanton lust and honour or then for strength and safety of our country dear brother how shall bono be revengeed but by thy help to this distressed queen renowned prince how shall poor Henry live unless thou rescue him from foul despair my quarrel and this English queens are one and mine feel lady bono joins with yours and mine with hers and dine and marker it therefore at last I firmly unresolved you shall have aad how let me give humble thanks for all at once then England's messenger return in post and tell false Edward thy supposed king that Lewis of France is sending over maskers to revel it with him and

1:52:23his new bride thou seest what's past go fear thy king with all tell him in hope he'll prove a widower shortly I'll wear the willow garland for his sake tell him my morning weeds are laid aside and I am ready to put armor on tell him for me that he had done me wrong therefore I'll uncrown him air to be long this thy reward begun exit post but warwick thou and Oxford with five thousand men shall cross the seas and bid false Edward battle and as occasion serves this noble queen and prince shall follow with a fresh supply yet air thou go but answer me one doubt what pledge have we of thy firm loyalty this shall assure my constant loyalty that if our queen and this young prince agree

1:53:26I'll join my airless daughter and my joy to him forthwith in holy wedlock bands yes I agree and thank you for your motion son Edward she is fair and virtuous therefore delay not give thy hand to warwick and with thy hand thy faith irrevocable that only warwick's daughter shall be thine yes I accept her for she well deserves it and here to pledge my vow I give my hand he gives his hand to warwick why stay we now these soldiers shall be levied and thou Lord Bobon our high admiral shall to loft them over with our royal fleet I long till Edward fall by wars mischance for mocking marriage with a day of France exeant all but warwick I came from England as ambassador but I returned his sworn and mortal foe matter of marriage was the charge he gave me

1:54:29but dreadful war shall answer his demand I did not else to make a still but me the none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow I was the chief that raised him to the crown but all be chief to bring him down again not that I pity Henry's misery but seek revenge on Edward's mockery exit end of act 3 Act 4 of Henry VI Part 3 by William Shakespeare this is a Librevox recording all Librevox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit Librevox.org Act 4 scene 1 London the Palace Enter Gloucester Clarence Somerset and want a cue

1:55:30Now tell me brother Clarence what think you of this new marriage with the Lady Gray has not our brother made a worthy choice Alas you notice far from hands to France how could he stay till warwick made return my lord's poor bear this talk here comes the king and his well chosen bride I might to tell him plainly what I think flourish enter king Edward IV attended Queen Elizabeth Pembroke Stafford Hastings and others now brother of Clarence how like you are choice that you stand pensive as half malcontent as well as Lewis of France or the Earl of Warwick which are so weak of courage and enjudgment that they'll take no offense at our abuse suppose they take offense without a cause they are but Lewis and Warwick I am Edward your king and Warwick's and must have my will and shall have your will because our king yet hasty marriage seldom prove with well

1:56:31yay brother Richard are you offended too not I no god forbid that I should wish them sebeared whom god hath joined together I enter were pity to son of them that yoke so well together setting your scorns on your mislike aside tell me some reason why the lady Gray should not become my wife and England's queen and you too Somerset and Montague speak freely what you think then this is my opinion that King Lewis becomes your enemy for mocking him about the marriage of the lady bonner and worry doing what you gave in charge is now dishonored by this new marriage what if both Lewis and Warwick be appeased by such invention as I can devise yet to have joined with France in such a alliance would more have strengthened this our commonwealth against growing storms than any homebred marriage why knows not money you that of itself England is safe if true within itself but the seva when he's back with France

1:57:37it is better using France than trusting France let us be back with god and with the seas which he hath given for fence impregnable and with their helps only defend ourselves in them and in ourselves our safety lies for this one speech Lord Hastings well deserves to have the air of the Lord hunger-food I what of that it was my will and grant and for this once my will shall stand for law and yet me thinks your grace hath not done well to give the air and daughter of Lord scales unto the brother of your loving bride she better would have fitted me your clearance but in your bride you very brotherhood or else you would not have bestowed the air of the Lord bond will on your new wife's son and leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere alas poor clearance is it for a wife that thou art male content I will provide thee in choosing for yourself you showed your judgment which being shallow you give me leave to play

1:58:41the broker in my own behalf and to that end I shortly mine to leave you leave me or Terry Edward will be king and not be tied unto his brothers will my lords before it pleased his majesty to raise my state to title of the queen do me but write and you must all confess that I was not ignoble to descent and meanor than myself have had like fortune but is this title honors me in mine so you dislike to whom I would be pleasing doth cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow my love for bear to fawn upon their frowns what danger or what sorrow can be folly so long as Edward is thy constant friend and their true sovereign whom they must obey may whom they shall obey and love thee too unless they seek for hatred at my hands which if they do yet will I keep the safe

1:59:41and they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath aside I hear yet say not much but think them all interpost now messenger what letters or what news from frowns must have unleashed no letters and few words but such as I without special pardoned they're not go to we pardon thee therefore in brief tell me their words is near as thou canst guessed them what answer makes king Lewis unto our letters am I departure these for his very words go tell father where thou supposit king thou loose a franta saying over masquer to revel it with him in his name bride is Lewis so brave be like he thinks me Henry but what said lady bona to my marriage these were her words uttered with mad astain tell him in hope he'll prove him what I shortly or whether will go on for his sake I blame not her she could say little less she had the wrong

2:00:43but what said Henry's queen for I have heard that she was there in place tell him quote is she my morning we did done and I am ready to put more on my own be like she mines to play the amazam but what said warwick to these injuries hey morn sassar against your majesty then all the rest discharged me with these words tell him from me that he had to me wrong and therefore all on crown him ever been wrong ha just the traitor breathe out so proud words will I will arm me being thus forewarn they shall have wars and pay for their presumption but say his warwick friends with Margaret I agree she's so man they are so linked in friendship the young prince Edward marries work starter be like the elder clarence will have the younger now brother king farewell and sit you fast for I will hence to warwick's other daughter that though I want a kingdom yet in marriage I may not

2:01:45prove inferior to yourself you that love me and warwick follow me exit clarence and Somerset follows aside not I my thoughts aim at the further matter I stay not for the love of Edward but the crown clarence and Somerset both gone to warwick yet let my arm against the worst can happen and haste is needful in this desperate case pembrokin stafford you in our behalf go levee men and make prepare for war they are already or quickly will be landed myself in person will straight follow you exe and pembrokin stafford but here I go hasting in Montague resolve my doubt you twain of all the rest are near to warwick by blood and by allegiance tell me if you love warwick more than me if it be so then both depart to him I rather wish you foes than hollow friends but if you mind to hold your true obedience give me assurance with some friendly vow that I may

2:02:46never have you in suspect so god help months ago as he proves true and hastings as he favors Edward's cause now brother rigid will you stand by us I in despite of all that shall withstand you why so then I am sure of victory now therefore let us hence and lose no hour till we meet warwick with his foreign power exe and seen too a plane in warwickshire and to warwick and oxford with french soldiers trust me my lord all hitherto goes well i command people by numbers swarm to us enter clarence and summissette see where summissette and clarence come speak suddenly my lord's are we all friends see i not that my lord then gentle clarence welcome unto warwick and welcome summissette i hold it cow does to rest mistrustful very noble heart hath born an open hand inside of love

2:03:50else might i think the clarence it was brother were but a fainted friend to our proceedings but welcome sweet clarence my daughter shall be thine and now what rest but in a night's cover to your thy brother being carelessly encamped his sword is lurking in the towns about and but attended by a simple guard we may surprise and take him at our pleasure our scouts have found the adventure very easy that as you listies and stout diomede with slate and manhood stowed a recess tense i'm brought from thence to thrassian fatal steeds so we well covered with the night's black mantle at unawares may beat down inwards guard and seize himself i say not slaughter him for i intend but only to surprise him you that follow me on this attempt applaud the name of Henry with your leader they all cry Henry why then let's on our way in silent sort for warwick and his

2:04:52friends god and saint George accent seen three edwards come near warwick and to three watchman to guard king edward the fourth tent come on my masters each man take his stand the king by this to set him down to sleep what will he not to bed why no for he hath made a solemn vow never to lie take his natural rest to warwick or himself be quite suppressed tomorrow then be like shall be the day if while we be sun years men report but say i pray what no woman is that that with the king he arrested in his tent is the lord hastings the king's chiefest friend oh is it so but why commands the king that his chief followers lodging towns about him while he himself keeps in the cold field it is the more honor because more dangerous i but give me worship and quietness i like it

2:05:52better than a dangerous honor if warwick knew in what his state he stands it is to be doubted he would wake in him and that's our hellberts that shut up his passage i well for else guard we his royal tent but to defend his person from night falls and to warwick clarence oxford summissette and french soldiers silent all this is his tent and see where stand his guard courage my masters and honor now or never but follow me and Edward shall be ours who goes there stay all the dyes work and the rest cry all warwick work and set up on the guard who flies crying oh oh warwick and the rest following them the drum playing and trumpet sounding reenter warwick summissette and the rest bringing king Edward the fourth out in his gown sitting in a chair Richard and hastings fly over the stage what are they the fly there

2:06:53Richard and hastings let them go here is the duke the duke white warwick when we parted that calls to be king i but the case is altered when you disgraced me in my embassy 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 yeah brother of clearance thou are here too now then i see that Edward's needs must down yet warwick in despite of all mischance of thee myself and all thy complices Edward will always bear himself as king the misfortunes malice overthrow my state my mind exceeds the compass of her will then for his mind be Edward England's king takes off his crown but Henry now shall wear

2:07:58the English crown and be truking indeed thou but the shadow my lord of sama said at my request see that forthwith duke Edward be conveyed unto my brother archbishop of york when i have fought with pemberick and his fellows or follow you and tell you what answer Lewis and the lady bonus into him now for a while farewell good duke of york they lead him out forcibly what fate impose that men must needs abide it boots not to resist both wind and tide exit guarded what now remains my lord for us to do but march to london with our soldiers hi that's the first thing that we have to do to freaking Henry from imprisonment and see him seated in the regal throne exit seen for london the palace enter queen Elizabeth and rivers madam what makes you in the sudden change why brother rivers are you yet to learn what late

2:09:03misfortunes the farm king Edward what loss of some pitched battle against warwick no but the loss of his own royal person then is my sovereign slain i almost slain for his taken prisoner under betrayed by falsehood of his guard or by his foe surprised at unawares and as i further have to understand is new committed to the bishop of york fell warwick's brother and by that are foe these news i must confess are full of grief yet gracious madam bear it as you may warwick may lose that now hath won the day till then fair hope must hinder life's decay and either rather wean me from despair for love of edwards offspring in my womb this is it that makes me bridle passion and bear with mildness my misfortunes cross eye eye for this i draw in miniatir and stop the rising of blood sucking size

2:10:09lest with my size or tears i blast or drown king edwards fruit true heir to the english crown but madam where is warwick then become i'm informed that he comes towards london to set the crown once more on henry's head guess thou the rest king edwards friends must down but to prevent the tyrants violence for trust not him that hath once broken faith i'll hence forth with him to the sanctuary to save at least the heir of edwards right there shall I rest secure from force and fraud come therefore let us fly while we may fly if war take us we are sure to die exeant seen five a park near middle and castle in Yorkshire enter cluster hastings and standly now my lord hastings and sir williams standly leave off to wonder why i drew you hither

2:11:11into this cheapest ticket of the park thus stands the case you know our king my brother is prisoner to the bishop here at whose hands he hath good usage and great liberty and often but attended with weak guard comes hunting this way to disport himself i have advertised him my secret means that if about this hour he makes his way under the color of his usual game you shall hear find his friends with horse and men to set him free from his captivity and taking edward the force and a huntsman with him this way my lord for this way lies the game nay this way man see where the huntsman stand now brother of cluster lord hastings and the rest stand you thus close and steal the bishop's deer brother the time and case require your horse dance ready at the park corner but with a shall we then to win my lord and ship from

2:12:14dance to flanders well guessed believe me for that was my meaning standing i will re quite thy forwardness but wherefor stay we there's no time to talk huntsman what say style will thou go along better do so than tarry and behind come then away let's have no more ado bishop farewell she'll be from warwick's frown and pray that i may repossess the crown excellent seam six london the tower flourish enter king henry the sixth clarence warwick somerset henry of richmond oxford mon to q and left henant of the tower master left henant now that god and friends have shaken edward from the regal seat and turned my captive state to liberty my fear to hope my sorrows unto joys at our enlargement what are thy due fees

2:13:16subjects may challenge nothing of their sovereigns but if an humble prayer may prevail i then crave pardon of your majesty for what left henant for well using me may be thou sure our well re quite thy kindness for that it made my imprisonment a pleasure i such a pleasure is engaged birds conceive when after many moody thoughts at last by notes of household harmony they quite forget their loss of liberty but warwick after god thou sets me free and chiefly therefore i thank god and thee he was the author thou the instrument therefore that i may conquer fortune spiked by living low where fortune cannot hurt me and that the people of this blessed land may not be punished with my thwarting stars warwick although my head still wear the crown i here resign my government to thee for thou art fortunate in all thy deeds your grace has still been feigned by virtuous and now may seem as wise as virtuous

2:14:23by spying and avoiding fortunes malice for few men rightly temper with the stars yet in this one thing let me blame your grace for choosing me when clearance is in place no warwick thou art worthy of the swear to whom the heavens in thine activity a judged unolive branch and laurel crown has likely to be blessed in peace and war therefore i yield thee my free consent and i choose clearance early for protector warwick and clearance give me both your hands now join your hands and with your hands your hearts that no dissension hinder government i make you both protectors of this land while i myself will lead a private life and in devotion spend my latter days to sins rebuke and my creator's praise what answers clearance to his sovereign's will that he consents if warwick yield consent for on thy fortune i repose myself why then though loath yet must i be content will

2:15:25yoke together like a double shadow to henry's body and supply his place i mean in bearing weight of government while he enjoys the honor and his ease and clearance now then it is more than needful forth with that it would be pronounced a traitor and all his lands and goods be confiscate what else and that succession be determined i their incline shall not want his part but with the first of all your chief affairs let me entreat for i command no more that marga it your queen and my son edward be sent for to return from france with speed for till i see them here by doubtful fear my joy of liberty is half eclipsed that shall be done by sovereign with all speed my lord of summissate what youth is that of whom you seem to have so tender care my leege it is young henry Earl of Richmond come hither england's hope maze his hand on his head if secret powers suggest

2:16:26but truth to my divining thoughts this pretty lad will prove our country's bliss his looks are full of peaceful majesty his head by nature framed to wear a crown his hand to wheel the scepter and himself likely in time to bless a regal throne make much of him my lords for this is he must help you more than you are hurt by me enter a post what news by frayton that Edward is a escape from your brother and fled as he has sent to burgundy on savoring news but how made he escape he was conveyed by Richard do gof raster and lord heistings who attended him and secret ambush on the far side and from the bishop's consmen rescued him for hunting was his daily exercise my brother was do careless of his charge but let us hence my sovereign to provide a shower for any shore that may be tied exeant all but somerset henry of Richmond and Oxford

2:17:34my lord I like not of this flight of edwards for doubtless burgundy will yield him help and we shall have more wars before to be long as henry's late precaging prophecy did glad my heart with hope of this young Richmond so doth my heart misgive me in these conflicts what may befall him to his harm and hours therefore lord oxford to prevent the worst forthwith will send him hints to britney till storms be passed of civil enmity I for if Edward reposes the crown dislike that Richmond with the rest shall down it shall be so he shall to britney come therefore lets about it speedily exeant scene seven before york flourish emptying Edward the fourth bloster hastings and soldiers now brother Richard lord hastings in the rest yet thus far fortunate make us amends and says that once more I shall interchange my waned state for henry's

2:18:40regal crown well have we passed and now repast the seas and brought desired help from burgundy what then remains we being thus arrived from ravensburg haven before the gates of york but that we enter as into our duke them the gates made fast brother I like not this for many men that stumble at the threshold are well foretold that danger lurks within to shman abodements must not now afraid us by fair or foul means we must enter in for hither will our friends repair to us my leg i'll knock once more to summon them enter on the walls the mayor of york and his brethren my lord we were forewarned of your coming and shut the gates for safety of ourselves for now we owe allegiance unto henry but master mayor if henry be your king yet Edward at least is duke of york crew my good lord i know you for no less why and i

2:19:48challenge nothing but my duke them as being well content with that alone aside but when the fox hath one scot in his nose he soon find means to make the body follow why master mayor why stand you in a doubt open the gates we are king henry's friends i say you so the gates shall then be opened they descend a wise stout captain and soon persuaded the good old men would feign that all were well so it were not long of him but being entered i doubt not i but we shall soon persuade both him and all his brothers unto reason enter the man unto old men below so master mayor these gates must not be shot but in the night or in the time of war what fear not man but yield me up the keys takes his keys for Edward will defend the town and the and all those friends that dain't to follow me

2:20:55march enter montgomery with drum and soldiers brother this is surjon montgomery our trusty friend unless i be deceived welcome surjon but why come you in arms to help king Edward in his time storm as every loyal subject owed to do thanks good month gumbry but we now forget our title to the crown and only claim our duke them till god please to send the rest then fair you will for i will hence again i came to serve a king and not a duke drummer strike up and let us march away the drum begins to march nay stacer john a while and will debate by what safe means the crown may be recovered what talk you of debating in few words if you're not here proclaim yourself or king i'll leave you to your fortune and begun to keep them back that come to suck at you why shall we fight if you pretend no title why brother where for stand you on nice points

2:22:02when we grow stronger then we'll make our claim till then to his wisdom to conceal our meaning away with scrupulous wit now arms must rule and fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns brother we will proclaim you out of hand the brood thereof will bring you many friends that be it as you will for tis my right and henry but you surps the diadem i now my sub-rain speaker that i can self and now will i be Edward's champion sound trumpet Edward shall be here proclaimed come fellow soldier make thou proclamation flarse he'd would the fourth or the grace of god king of england and trance and lord of island true were just here duke of yoke oh lord march and ulster and whosoever gains a his king at what's

2:23:07right by this i turned him to single fight throws down his gauntlet thanks brave montgomery and thanks unto you all if fortune serve me i'll require this kindness now for this night let's harbor here in york and when the morning sun shall raise his car above the border of the horizon will forward towards warwick and his mates for will i want that henry is no soldier ah forward clearance how evil it be seams the to flatter henry and for sick thy brother it as we may will meet both the end warwick come on brave soldiers doubt not of the day and that once gotten doubt not of large pay excellent seam eight london the palace flourish enter king henry the sixth warwick montague clans exeter and oxford

2:24:09what council lords Edward from Belgium with hasty germans and blunt holenders has passed in safety through the narrow seas and with his troops thus march a main to london and many giddy people flock to him let's levy men and beat him back again a little fire is quickly trodden out which being suffered rivers cannot quench in what a cheer i have through hearted friends not mutinous in peace yet bold in war those will i muster up and thou son clarence shall stir up in suffix Norfolk and incant the knights and gentlemen to come with thee thou brother montague in backingham north hampton and in lester share shall find men well inclined to hear what thou commandest and thou brave oxford wondrous well beloved in oxford share shall muster up thy friends by sovereign with the loving citizens like to his island to go hune with the ocean or modest dian circled with her nymphs

2:25:14shall rest in london to he come to him fair lords take leave and stand not to reply farewell my sovereign farewell my hector and my troise true hope in sign of truth that kiss your hand as hand well-minded clarence be thou fortunate comfort my lord and so i take my leave and thus i see my truth and bid adieu sweet oxford and my loving montague and all at once once more a happy fair well fair well sweet lords let's meet at coventry exent all but king henry the sixth and exeter here at the palace i will rest awhile cousin of exeter what thinks your lordship methinks the power that edward hath in field should not be able to encounter mine the doubt is that he will seduce the rest that's not my fear my mead hath got me fame i have not

2:26:16stopped mine ears to their demands nor posted off their suits with slow delays my pity hath been born to heal their wounds my mildness hath alayed their swelling griefs my mercy dried their water flowing tears i have not been desirous of their wealth nor much oppressed them with great subsidies nor forward of revenge though they much aired then why should they love edward more than me no exeter these graces challenge grace and when the lion forms upon the lamb the lamb will never cease to follow him shout within a long caster a long caster oh cark my lord what shouts are these enter king edward the fourth gloster and soldiers sees on the shame faced henry bear him hence and once again proclaim us king of England you are the found that makes small brooks to flow now stop slice spring my seashell suck them dry

2:27:18and swell so much the higher by their ebb hence with him in the tower that him not speak exent some with king henry the sixth and lords toward coventry bend we our course where preemptory war it now remains the sun shines hot and if we use delay cold biting winter marzhar hoped for hay away be times before his forces join and take the great ground traitor unaware s brave warriors march remain towards cavern dream exent end of act four act five of henry the sixth part three by William Shakespeare this is a liberal fox recording all liberal fox recordings are in the public domain for more information ought to volunteer please visit librivox.org act five scene one coventry enter work the mayor of coventry two messengers

2:28:24and the others upon the walls where is the post that came from velley and oxford how far thinches thy lord my honest fellow by this at dunsmore marching hitherward how far off is our brother montague where is the post that came from montague by this at daintry with a poisoned troop and to search on some of them see some of the what says my loving son and by the i guess how nice clearance now at satham i did leave him with his forces and do expect him here some two hours hints drum head then clarence is at hand i he is drum it is not his my lord here satham lies the drum your honor here is marcheth from woe rick who should that be polite and look for friends they are at hand and you shall quickly know march flourish enter king edward the fourth bloster and soldiers go trumpet to the walls and sound apparlay see how surly waric man's the wall

2:29:33oh unbid spite his sportful edward come where slept our scouts so how they seduced that we could hear no news of his repair now waric wilt thou oak the city gates speak gentle words and humbly bend i knee colledward king and at his hand beg mercy and he shall pardon thee these outrageous nay rather wilt thou draw thy forces hence confess who set thee up and pluck thee earn co-warnig patron and be penitent and thou shalt still remain the jook of york i thought at least he would have said the king or did he make the just against his will he's not a juked him sir a goodly gift i buy my faith for a poor girl to give i do the service for so good a gift was either gave the kingdom to thy brother why then does mine if but by waric's gift thou art no atlas for so great a weight and weakling waric takes his gift again and Henry is my

2:30:38king waric his subject but waric's king is edward's prisoner and gallant waric do but answer this what is the body when the head is off alas that waric had no more forecast but while she thought to steal the single ten the king was slightly fingered from the deck you left poor Henry at the bishops palace and ten to one you'll meet him in the tower tis even so yet you are waric still come waric take the time kneel down kneel down may when strike now or else the iron calls i had rather chopped this hand off in a blow and with the other fling it at thy face than bare so lower sale to strike at thee so how l canst have wind and tide thy friend this hand fast wow the vald thy cold black hair shall whilst thy head is warm and new cut off right in the dust

2:31:41this sentence with thy blood wind changing waric now can change no more enter oxford with drum and colors oh cheerful colors see where oxford comes oxford oxford for Lancaster he and his forces enter the city the gates are open let us enter too so other foes may set upon our backs stand we in good array for they no doubt will issue out again and bid us battle if not the city being but of small defense will quickly rouse the traders in the same oh welcome oxford for we want thy help and a month you with drum and colors months i give months i give for Lancaster he and his forces enter the city thou and thy brother both shall buy this treason even with a dearest blood your body spare the harder matched the greater victory my mind presage a happy game and conquest enter summer set with drum and colors summer set summer set for Lancaster he and his forces

2:32:48enter the city true of thy name both dukes of summer set have sold their lives unto the house of york and thou shall be the third if this sword hold enter clarence with drum and colors and low where George of clarence sweeps along a force enough to bid his brother battle with whom an upright zeal to write prevails more than the nature of brothers love come clarence come thou wilt if what he call father of warwick know you what this means taking a red rose out of his hat look here i throw my infamy at the i will not ruin it my father's house who gave his blunt to lie in the stones together and set up Lancaster white truce thou warwick that clarence is so harsh so blunt unnatural to bend the fatal instruments of war against his brother and his lawful king perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath to keep that oath were more impiety than Jeffers when he

2:33:53sacrificed his daughter i am so sorry for my trespass made that to deserve well at my brother's hands i here proclaim myself thy mortal foe with resolution where so air i meet thee and i will meet thee if thou stir abroad to plague thee for thy foul misleading me and so proud-hearted warwick i defy thee and to my brother turn my blushing cheeks pardon me edward i will make amends and Richard do not frown upon my faults for i will henceforth be no more unconstant now welcome more and ten times more beloved than if thou never hadst deserved our heat welcome good clarence this is brother like oh passing traitor purged and unjust what warwick will they'll leave the town and fight or shall we beat the stones about thine ears unless i'm not cooped here for defense i would away towards barred presently and be the battle edward if thou dares yes warwick edward

2:34:56dares and leads the way lords to the fields say George and victory exeant king edward and his company march warwick and his company follow scene two a field of battle near bonnet allorum and excursions enter king edward the fourth bringing forth warwick wounded so lie thou there die thou and die our fear for warwick was a bug that feared us all now monterguse it fast i seek that warwick's bones may keep thine company exit who is now come to me friend or foe and tell me who is victor your gull warwick why ask i that my mangle body shows my blood in my want of strength my sick heart shows that i must yield my body to the earth and by my foal the conquest to my foe thus

2:35:59yields the cedar to the axe's edge whose arms keep sheltered with the princely eagle under who shade the ramping lion slept whose top branch overpear George spreading tree and kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind these eyes that now adimmed with death's black veiled have been as piercing as a midday sun to search the secretreesons of the world the wrinkles in my brows now filled with blood well i can't off the kingly sepulchers for who lived king but i could dig his grave and who dust mind when warwick bent his brow low now my glorious made in dust and blood my parks my walks my manners that i had even now forsake me out of all my learns is nothing left me but my body's length why what is pomp rule grain but earthen dust

2:37:05and live how we can you die we must and to oxford in somerset aawwowwick woe rick what thou as we are we might recover all our loss again the queen from france had brought us a gruesome power even now we heard the news our kütstalf fly why then i would not fly i'm on to you if thou be there sweet brother take my hand and with thy lips keep in my soul a while thou lovest me not for brother if thou didst thy tears would wash this cold congeal blood that glues my lips and will not let me speak come quickly Montague or i am dead oh woe rick Montague had breathed his last and to the latest gasp cried out for woe rick and said commend me to my valiant brother and more he would have said

2:38:07and more he spoke which sounded like a clamor in a vault that might not be distinguished but at last i will might hear delivered with the groan oh farewell woe rick sweet rest his soul fly lords and save yourselves for what it bid you all farewell to meet in heaven dies away away to meet the queen's great power here they bear away his body excellent seen three another part of the field flourish enter king ed with the fourth in triumph with glosster clearance and the rest thus far our fortune keeps an upward course and we are graced with reads of victory but in the midst of this bright shining day i spy a black suspicious threatening cloud that will encounter with our glorious son air he attained his peaceful western bed i mean my lords those powers that the queen hath raised

2:39:11in galley i have arrived our coast and as we hear march armed to fight with us a little gale will soon disperse that cloud and blow it to the source from whence it came the very beams will drive those vapors up for every cloud engenders not a storm the queen is valued 30 000 strong and somerset with oxford fled to her if she have time to breathe be well assured her faction will be full as strong as ours we are advertised by our loving friends that they do hold their course toward toksbury we have now the best at barnet field will fither straight for willingness ridz way and as we march our strength will be augmented in every county as we go along strike up the drum cry courage and away excellent seen for planes near toksbury march enter queen margarit

2:40:12prince edward somerset oxford and soldiers great lords wise men near sit and whale their loss but cheerly seek how to redress their harms what though the mast be now blown overboard the cable broke the holding anchor lost and half our sailors swallowed in the flood yet lives our pilots still is to meet that he should leave the helm and like a fearful lad with tearful eyes add water to the sea and give more strength to that which have too much while in his moan the ship splits on the rock which industry and courage might have saved ah what a shame ah what a fault were this say warreck was our anchor what of that and Montague are top mast what of him how a slaughtered friend the tackles what of these why is not oxford here another anchor and somerset another goodly mast the friends of france are shrouds and

2:41:14tacklings and though unskillful why not neared and eye for once allowed the skillful pilots charge we will not from the helm to sit and weep but keep our course though the rough wind say no from shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck as good to chide the waves as speak them fair and what is edward but ruthless sea what clearance but a quick sand of deceit and Richard but a ragged fatal rock all these the enemies to our poor bark say you can swim alas his but a while tread on the sand why there you quickly sink bestride the rock the tide will wash you off or else you famish that's a threefold death this speaker in lords to let you understand if case some one of you would fly from us that there's no hoped for mercy with the brothers more than with ruthless waves with sands and rocks why courage then what cannot be avoided to our childish weakness to

2:42:16lament or fear me thinks a woman of this valiant spirit should if a coward heard her speak these words infuse his breast with magnanimity and make him naked foil a man at arms I speak not this as doubting any here for did I but suspect a fearful man he should have leave to go away times lest in our need he might infect another and make him of like spirit to himself if any such be here as god forbid let him depart before we need his help women and children of so high a courage and warriors faint why to her perpetual shame oh brave young prince thy famous grandfather death live again in the long maest thou live to bear his image and renew his glorious will not fight for such a hope go home to bed and like they owl by day if the arise be mocked and wondered at thanks gentle summissate sweet oxford thanks and take his thanks that yet have nothing

2:43:24else enter a messenger prepare your lords for inward is it hand ready to foe it therefore be resolute I thought no less it is his policy to hast thus fast to find us unprovided but he's deceived we are in readiness this cheers my heart to see your forwardness here pitch our battle hence we will not budge flourish and march and taking out with the fourth bluster clearance and soldiers brave followers yonder stands the thorny wood which by the heavens assistance and your strength must by the roots be hewn up yet air night i need not add more fuel to your fire for well i want he blaze to burn them out give signal to the fight and do it lords lords night sent gentlemen what i should say my tears gain say for every word i speak ye see i drink the

2:44:29water of my eyes therefore no more but this henry your sovereign his prisoner to the foe his state usurped his realm a slaughterhouse his subject slain his statutes cancelled at his treasure spent and yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil you fight injustice then in god's name lords be valiant and give signal to the fight a lorum retreat excursions accent seen five another part of the field flourish enter king edward the fourth bluster clearance and soldiers with queen Margaret oxford and somerset prisoners now here a period of tumultuous broiles away with oxford to hains castle straight for somerset off with his guilty head go bear them hence i will not hear them speak

2:45:31for my part i'll not trouble thee with words nor i but stoop with patience to my fortune accent oxford and somerset guarded so part we sadly in this trebles world to meet with joy and sweet Jerusalem is proclamation made that who finds edward shall have a high reward and he his life it is and low where youthful edward comes enters soldiers with prince edward bring forth the gallant let us hear him speak what can so young a thorn begin to prick edward what satisfaction canst thou make for bearing arms for stirring up my subjects and all the trouble thou hast turned me to speak like a subject proud ambitious york suppose that i am now my father's mouth resign thy chair and where I stand kneel thou whilst i propose the self-same words to thee which traitor thou wast have me answered to ah that thy father had been so resolved

2:46:38that you might still have worn the petticoat and never have stoned the breach from Lancaster let a subfable in a winter's night his kurish riddle sort not with this place by heaven brat i'll plague you for that word i thou wast born to be a plague to men for god's sake take away this captive scold nay take away this scolding crook back rather peace willful boy or I will charm your tongue untruthed lad thou art to malapert i know my duty you are all undutiful lascivious edward and thou purgered George and thou mischapen dick i tell y'all i am your better traitors as you are and thou you serpse my father's right and mine take that thou likeness of this railer here stop him sprawl style take that to end the agony stop him

2:47:40and there's for tweeting me with purgery stop him oh kill me too marry and shall office to kill her hold Richard hold for we have done too much why should she live to fill the world with words what does she swoon use means for her recovery clearance excuse me to the king my brother i'll hence to land on a serious matter here he come there be sure to hear some news what what the tower the tower exit oh Ned sweet Ned speak to thy mother boy can't thou not speak oh traitors murderers they that stabbed Caesar shed no blood at all did not offend nor were not worthy blame if this foul deed were by to equal it he was a man this in respect a child

2:48:43and men there spend their fury on a child what's worse than murderer that i may name it no no my heart will burst and if i speak and i will speak that so my heart may burst butchers and villains bloody cannibals how sweet a plant have you untimely cropped you have no children butchers if you had the thought of them would have stirred up remorse but if you ever have chance to have a child looking this youth to have him so cut off as deathman you have rid this sweet young prince away with her go bear her hence perforce nay never bear me hence dispatch me here here sheath thy sword i'll pardon thee my death what will thou not then clarence do it thou by heaven i will not do these so much ease good clarence do sweet clarence do thou do it didst thou not hear me swear i would not do it

2:49:48i but thou youthest to for swear thyself to a sin before but now to his charity what will thou not where is that devil's butcher hard favored Richard Richard where art thou thou art not here murder is thy alms deed petitioners for blood thou near puts back away i say i charge thee bear her hence so come to you and yours as to this prince exit led out forcibly where's Richard gone to London all imposed and as i guess to make a bloody supper in the tower he's sudden if a thing comes in his head now march we hence discharge the common sword with pay and thanks and let's away to London and see our gentle queen how well she fares by this i hope she has a son for me exit seen six London the tower enter King Henry VI and Gloucester with the left

2:50:50tenant on the walls good day my lord what at your book so hard i'm i good lord my lord i should say rather to sin to flatter good was little better good Gloucester and good devil were alike and both preposterous therefore not good lord syra leave us to ourselves we must confer exit left tenant so flies the reckless shepherd from the wolf so first the harmless sheep dot yield his fleece and next his throat under the butcher's knife what scene of death hath russius now to act suspicion always haunts the guilty mind the thief doth fear each bush an officer the bird that hath been mimed in a bush with trembling wings missed out at every bush and i the hapless male to one sweet bird have now the fatal object in my eye where my poor young was limed was caught and killed why what a peeveish fool was that of creed that taught his son the

2:51:57office of a foul and yet for all his wings the fool was ground i deadless my poor boy icarus thy father minus that denied our cause the son that seared the wings of my sweet boy thy brother Edward and thyself the sea whose envious golf did swallow up his life ah kill me with thy weapon not with words my breast can better brook thy daggers point then can my ears that tragic history but wherefore does thou come is for my life things though i am an executioner a persecutor i am sure thou art if murdering innocence be executing why then there art an executioner thy son i killed for his presumption had thou been killed when first thou did presume thou had not lived to kill a son of mine and thus i prophesy that many a thousand which now mistrust no parcel of my fear and many an old man sigh and many a widows and many an orphans water standing

2:53:04eye men for their sons wives for their husbands and orphans for their parents timeless death shall ruin the hour that ever thou was born the hour shrieked at thy birth an evil sign the night crow cried aboding luckless time dogs howled and hideous tempest shut down trees the raven ruckter in the chimney's top and chattering pies in dismal discord son thy mother felt more than a mother's pain and yet brought forth less than a mother's hope to wit an indigested and deformed lump not like the fruit of such a goodly tree teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou was born to signify thou camest to bite the world and if the rest be true which i have heard thou camest i'll hear no more die profit in thy speech for this amongst the rest was i ordained stabs him

2:54:06i and for much more slaughter after this god forgive my sins and pardon me dies what will the aspiring blood of Lancaster sink in the ground i thought it would have mounted see how my sword weeps for the poor king's death oh may such purple tears be always shed from those that wish the downfall of our house if any spark of life be yet remaining down down to hell and say i sent the thither stop him again i that have neither pity loved nor fear indeed to strew that Henry told me over for i have often heard my mother say i came into the world with my legs forward had i not reason think ye to make haste and seek the ruin that was served alright the midwife wondered

2:55:10and the women cried oh Jesus bless us he's born with teeth and so i was which plainly signified that i should snarl and bite and play the dog then since the heavens have shaped my body so let hell make crook my mind to answer it i have no brother i'm like no brother and this word love which grey bears call divine be resident in men like one another and not in me i am myself alone clearance beware thou keeps me from the light but i will sort a picture day for thee for i will buzz a broad such prophecies that Edward shall be fearful of his life and then to purchase fear i be thy death king Henry and the prince his son are gone clearance thy turn is next and then the rest

2:56:18counting myself but bad till i be best i'll throw thy body in another room and triumph Henry in thy day of doom exit with the body seem seven london the palace flourish and taking Edward the fourth queen Elizabeth Clarence Gloucester Hastings a nurse of the young prince and attendants once more we sit in England's royal throne repurchased with the blood of enemies what valiant foreman like to autumn's corn we have mowed down in tops of all their pride three dukes of summer set three fold renowned for hardly an undoubted champions two Clifford's as the father and the son and two Northumberlands two braver men nare spurred their coarsers at the trumpet sound with them the two brave bears war we can monitor you that in their chains fettered the kingly lion

2:57:19and made the forest tremble when they roared thus have we swept suspicion from our seat and made our footstool of security come here their best and let me kiss my boy young Ned for thee thine uncles and myself have in our armors watched the winter's night went all afoot in summer scolving heat that thou mightst repossessed the crown in peace and of our labors thou shalt reap the game aside while blast his horest if your head were laid for yet I'm not looked on in the world this shoulder was ordained so thick to heave and heave it shall some way or break my back work thou the way and thou shalt execute Clarence and Gloucester love my lovely queen and kiss your princely nephew brothers both the duty that I owe unto your majesty I seal up on the lips of this sweet bearb

2:58:20thanks noble Clarence worthy brother thanks and that I love the tree from whenst thou sprangst witness the loving kiss I give the fruit aside to say the truth so you thus kissed his master and cried all hail when I cement all harm now I am seated at my soul's delight having my countries peace and brothers loves what will your grace have done with Margaret Renia her father to the king of France hath ponder the sissles and Jerusalem and hither have their sent it for her ransom away with her and waft her hence to France and now what rests but that we spend the time with stately triumphs mirthful comic shows such as we fits the pleasure of the court sound the trumps and the trumpets farewells sour an eye for here I hope begins our lasting joy exeant end of act five end of henry the sixth part three by William Shakespeare

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