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- HENRY THE SIXTH PART 3
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- Act 5 Scene 4
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- (Flourish. March. Enter Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, the Duke of
- Somerset, the Earl of Oxford, and soldiers)
- l1l Queen Margaret Great lords, wise men neÆer sit and wail their loss,
- l2l But cheerly seek how to redress their harms.
- l3l What though the mast be now blown overboard,
- l4l The cable broke, the holding-anchor lost,
- l5l And half our sailors swallowed in the flood?
- l6l Yet lives our pilot still. Is Æt meet that he
- l7l Should leave the helm and, like a fearful lad,
- l8l With tearful eyes add water to the sea,
- l9l And give more strength to that which hath too much,
- l10l Whiles, in his moan, the ship splits on the rock
- l11l Which industry and courage might have saved?
- l12l Ah, what a shame; ah, what a fault were this.
- l13l Say Warwick was our anchorùwhat of that?
- l14l And Montague our top-mastùwhat of him?
- l15l Our slaughtered friends the tacklesùwhat of these?
- l16l Why, is not Oxford here another anchor?
- l17l And Somerset another goodly mast?
- l18l The friends of France our shrouds and tacklings?
- l19l And, though unskilful, why not Ned and I
- l20l For once allowed the skilful pilotÆs charge?
- l21l We will not from the helm to sit and weep,
- l22l But keep our course, though the rough wind say no,
- l23l From shelves and rocks that threaten us with wreck.
- l24l As good to chide the waves as speak them fair.
- l25l And what is Edward but a ruthless sea?
- l26l What Clarence but a quicksand of deceit?
- l27l And Richard but a raggΦd fatal rock?
- l28l All these the enemies to our poor barque.
- l29l Say you can swimùalas, Ætis but a while;
- l30l Tread on the sandùwhy, there you quickly sink;
- l31l Bestride the rockùthe tide will wash you off,
- l32l Or else you famish. ThatÆs a threefold death.
- l33l This speak I, lords, to let you understand,
- l34l If case some one of you would fly from us,
- l35l That thereÆs no hoped-for mercy with the brothers York
- l36l More than with ruthless waves, with sands, and rocks.
- l37l Why, courage thenùwhat cannot be avoided
- l38l ÆTwere childish weakness to lament or fear.
- l39l Prince Edward Methinks a woman of this valiant spirit
- l40l Should, if a coward heard her speak these words,
- l41l Infuse his breast with magnanimity
- l42l And make him, naked, foil a man at arms.
- l43l I speak not this as doubting any hereù
- l44l For did I but suspect a fearful man,
- l45l He should have leave to go away betimes,
- l46l Lest in our need he might infect another
- l47l And make him of like spirit to himself.
- l48l If any such be hereùas God forbidù
- l49l Let him depart before we need his help.
- l50l Oxford Women and children of so high a courage,
- l51l And warriors faintùwhy, Ætwere perpetual shame!
- l52l O brave young Prince, thy famous grandfather
- l53l Doth live again in thee! Long mayst thou live
- l54l To bear his image and renew his glories!
- l55l Somerset And he that will not fight for such a hope,
- l56l Go home to bed, and like the owl by day,
- l57l If he arise, be mocked and wondered at.
- l58l Queen Margaret Thanks, gentle Somerset; sweet Oxford, thanks.
- l59l Prince Edward And take his thanks that yet hath nothing else.
- (Enter a Messenger)
- l60l Messenger Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at hand
- l61l Ready to fightùtherefore be resolute.
- l62l Oxford I thought no less. It is his policy
- l63l To haste thus fast to find us unprovided.
- l64l Somerset But heÆs deceived; we are in readiness.
- l65l Queen Margaret This cheers my heart, to see your forwardness.
- l66l Oxford Here pitch our battleùhence we will not budge.
- (Flourish and march. Enter King Edward, Richard Duke
- of Gloucester, and George Duke of Clarence, with
- soldiers)
- King Edward (to his followers)
- l67l Brave followers, yonder stands the thorny wood
- l68l Which, by the heavensÆ assistance and your strength,
- l69l Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night.
- l70l I need not add more fuel to your fire,
- l71l For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out.
- l72l Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords.
- Queen Margaret (to her followers)
- l73l Lords, knights, and gentlemenùwhat I should say
- l74l My tears gainsay; for every word I speak
- l75l Ye see I drink the water of my eye.
- l76l Therefore, no more but this: Henry your sovereign
- l77l Is prisoner to the foe, his state usurped,
- l78l His realm a slaughter-house, his subjects slain,
- l79l His statutes cancelled, and his treasure spentù
- l80l And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil.
- l81l You fight in justice; then in GodÆs name, lords,
- l82l Be valiant, and give signal to the fight.
- (Alarum, retreat, excursions. Exeunt)
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