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A Plain in Warwickshire.
Enter WARWICK and OXFORD in England, with French SOLDIERS.
Warwick Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well;
The common people by numbers swarm to us.
Enter GEORGE and SOMERSET.
But see where Somerset and Clarence comes!
Speak suddenly, my lords - are we all friends?
George Fear not that, my lord.
Warwick Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick;
And welcome Somerset. I hold it cowardice
To rest mistrustful where a noble heart
Hath pawned an open hand in sign of love;
Else might I think that Clarence, Edward's brother,
Were but a feignd friend to our proceedings.
But come, sweet Clarence, my daughter shall be thine.
And now what rests, but, in night's coverture,
Thy brother being carelessly encamped,
His soldiers 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 Ulysses and stout Diomede
With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents,
And brought from thence the Thracian fatal steeds;
So we, well covered with the night's black mantle,
At unawares may beat down Edward's guard,
And seize himself; I say not, slaughter him,
For I intend but only to surprise him.
You that will follow me to 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 friends, God and St George!
[Exeunt.