KING HENRY VI
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.
KING HENRY VI
That's not my fear; my meed hath got me fame:
I have not stopp'd mine ears to their demands,
off their suits with slow delays;
My pity hath been balm to heal their wounds,
My mildness hath allay'd
their swelling griefs,
My mercy dried their water-flowing tears;
I have not been desirous of their wealth,
much oppress'd them with great subsidies.
Nor forward of revenge, though they much err'd:
should they love Edward more than me?
No, Exeter, these graces challenge grace:
And when the lion
fawns upon the lamb,
The lamb will never cease to follow him.
Shout within. 'A Lancaster! A Lancaster!'
Hark, hark, my lord! what shouts are these?
Enter KING EDWARD IV, GLOUCESTER, and soldiers
KING EDWARD IV
Seize on the shame-faced Henry, bear him hence;
And once again proclaim us King of England.
the fount that makes small brooks to flow:
Now stops thy spring; my sea shall suck them dry,
And swell so
much the higher by their ebb.
Hence with him to the Tower; let him not speak.
Exeunt some with KING HENRY VI
And, lords, towards Coventry bend we our course
Where peremptory Warwick now remains:
shines hot; and, if we use delay,
Cold biting winter mars our hoped-for hay.
Away betimes, before his forces join,
And take the great-grown traitor unawares:
Brave warriors, march
amain towards Coventry.
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