Act V. Scene
Scene V.Another Part of the Same.
Alarums: Excursions: and afterwards a re-
treat. Then enter KING EDWARD,
CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, and Forces;
with QUEEN MARGARET, OXFORD, and
K. Edw. Now, here a period of tumultuous
Away with Oxford to Hames Castle straight:
For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them speak.
Oxf. For my part, I'll not trouble thee with
Som. Nor I, but stoop with patience to my
[Exeunt OXFORD and SOMERSET, guarded.
Q. Mar. So part we sadly in this troublous
To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.
K. Edw. Is proclamation made, that who
Shall have a high reward, and he his life?
Glo. It is: and lo, where youthful Edward
Enter Soldiers, with PRINCE EDWARD.
K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant: let us hear
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 turn'd me to?
prince. Speak like a subject, proud am-
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 wouldst have me answer to.
Q. Mar. Ah! that thy father had been so
Glo. That you might still have worn the
And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lan-
Prince. Let Æsop fable in a winter's night;
His currish riddles sort not with this place.
Glo. By heaven, brat, I'll plague you for that
Q. Mar. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague
Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive
Prince. Nay, take away this scolding crook-
K. Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm
Clar. Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert.
Prince. I know my duty; you are all
Lascivious Edward, and thou perjur'd George,
And thou mis-shapen Dick, I tell ye all,
I am your better, traitors as ye are;
And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine.
K. Edw. Take that, the likeness of this railer
here. [Stabs him.
Glo. Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy
agony. [Stabs him.
Clar. And there's for twitting me with per-
jury. [Stabs him.
Q. Mar. O, kill me too!
Glo. Marry, and shall. [Offers to kill her.
K. Edw. Hold, Richard, hold! for we have
done too much.
Glo. Why should she live, to fill the world
K. Edw. What! doth she swoon? use means
for her recovery.
Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king, my
I'll hence to London on a serious matter:
Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news.
Clar. What? what?
Glo. The Tower! the Tower! [Exit.
Q. Mar. O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy
Canst thou not speak? O traitors! mur-
They that stabb'd Cæsar 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;
And men ne'er spend their fury on a child.
What's worse than murderer, that I may name
No, no, my heart will burst, an 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 cropp'd!
You have no children, butchers! if you had,
The thought of them would have stirr'd up
But if you ever chance to have a child,
Look in his youth to have him so cut off
As, deathsmen, you have rid this sweet young
K. Edw. Away with her! go, bear her hence
Q. Mar. Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch
Here sheathe thy sword, I'll pardon thee my
What! wilt thou not? then, Clarence, do it
Clar. By heaven, I will not do thee so much
Q. Mar. Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence,
do thou do it.
Clar. Didst thou not hear me swear I would
not do it?
Q. Mar. Ay, but thou usest to forswear thy-
'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity.
What! wilt thou not? Where is that devil's
Hard-favour'd Richard? Richard, where art
Thou art not here: murder is thy alms-deed;
Petitioners for blood thou ne'er put'st back.
K. Edw. Away, I say! I charge ye, bear her
Q. Mar. So come to you and yours, as to this
prince! [Exit, led out forcibly.
K. Edw. Where's Richard gone?
Clar. To London, all in post; and, as I
To make a bloody supper in the Tower.
K. Edw. He's sudden if a thing comes in
Now march we hence: discharge the common
With pay and thanks, and let's away to London
And see our gentle queen how well she fares;
By this, I hope, she hath a son for me. [Exeunt.