Act 1, Scene 1
London. A room of state in the palace.
- Enter King Edward, Derby, Prince Edward, Audley, and Artois.
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- Robert of Artois, banished though thou be
- From France, thy native Country, yet with us
- Thou shalt retain as great a Seigniorie:
- For we create thee Earl of Richmond here.
- And now go forwards with our pedigree:
- Who next succeeded Philip le Bew?
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- Three sons of his, which all successfully
- Did sit upon their father’s regal throne,
- Yet died, and left no issue of their loins.
- But was my mother sister unto those?
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- She was, my lord; and only Isabel
- Was all the daughters that this Philip had,
- Whom afterward your father took to wife;
- And from the fragrant garden of her womb
- Your gracious self, the flower of Europe’s hope,
- Derived is inheritor to France.
- But note the rancor of rebellious minds:
- When thus the lineage of le Bew was out,
- The French obscured your mother’s privilege,
- And, though she were the next of blood, proclaimed
- John, of the house of Valois, now their king:
- The reason was, they say, the realm of France,
- Replete with princes of great parentage,
- Ought not admit a governor to rule,
- Except he be descended of the male;
- And that’s the special ground of their contempt,
- Wherewith they study to exclude your grace:
- But they shall find that forged ground of theirs
- To be but dusty heaps of brittle sand.
- Perhaps it will be thought a heinous thing,
- That I, a Frenchman, should discover this;
- But heaven I call to record of my vows:
- It is not hate nor any private wrong,
- But love unto my country and the right,
- Provokes my tongue, thus lavish in report.
- You are the lineal watchman of our peace,
- And John of Valois indirectly climbs;
- What then should subjects but embrace their King?
- Ah, where in may our duty more be seen,
- Than striving to rebate a tyrant’s pride
- And place the true shepherd of our commonwealth?
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- This counsel, Artois, like to fruitful showers,
- Hath added growth unto my dignity;
- And, by the fiery vigor of thy words,
- Hot courage is engendered in my breast,
- Which heretofore was raked in ignorance,
- But now doth mount with golden wings of fame,
- And will approve fair Isabel’s descent,
- Able to yoke their stubborn necks with steel,
- That spurn against my sovereignty in France.
- Sound a horn.
- A messenger?—Lord Audley, know from whence.
- Exit Audley, and returns.
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- The Duke of Lorraine, having crossed the seas,
- Entreats he may have conference with your highness.
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- Admit him, lords, that we may hear the news.
- Exeunt lords.
- King takes his State.
- Re-enter lords; with Lorraine, attended.
- Say, Duke of Lorraine, wherefore art thou come?
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- The most renowned prince, King John of France,
- Doth greet thee, Edward, and by me commands,
- That, for so much as by his liberal gift
- The Guyen Dukedom is entailed to thee,
- Thou do him lowly homage for the same.
- And, for that purpose, here I summon thee,
- Repair to France within these forty days,
- That there, according as the custom is,
- Thou mayst be sworn true liegeman to our King;
- Or else thy title in that province dies,
- And he himself will repossess the place.
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- See, how occasion laughs me in the face!
- No sooner minded to prepare for France,
- But straight I am invited,—nay, with threats,
- Upon a penalty, enjoined to come:
- ’Twere but a childish part to say him nay.—
- Lorraine, return this answer to thy lord:
- I mean to visit him as he requests;
- But how? Not servilely disposed to bend,
- But like a conqueror to make him bow.
- His lame unpolished shifts are come to light;
- And truth hath pulled the vizard from his face,
- That set a gloss upon his arrogance.
- Dare he command a fealty in me?
- Tell him, the Crown that he usurps, is mine,
- And where he sets his foot, he ought to kneel.
- ’Tis not a petty dukedom that I claim,
- But all the whole dominions of the realm;
- Which if with grudging he refuse to yield,
- I’ll take away those borrowed plumes of his,
- And send him naked to the wilderness.
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- Then, Edward, here, in spite of all thy lords,
- I do pronounce defiance to thy face.
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- Defiance, Frenchman? We rebound it back,
- Even to the bottom of thy master’s throat.
- And, be it spoke with reverence of the king,
- My gracious father, and these other lords,
- I hold thy message but as scurrilous,
- And him that sent thee, like the lazy drone,
- Crept up by stealth unto the eagle’s nest;
- From whence we’ll shake him with so rough a storm,
- As others shall be warned by his harm.
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- Bid him leave of the lion’s case he wears,
- Least, meeting with the lion in the field,
- He chance to tear him piecemeal for his pride.
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- The soundest counsel I can give his grace,
- Is to surrender ere he be constrained.
- A voluntary mischief hath less scorn,
- Than when reproach with violence is borne.
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- Degenerate traitor, viper to the place
- Where thou was fostered in thine infancy,
- Bearest thou a part in this conspiracy?
- He draws his sword.
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- Lorraine, behold the sharpness of this steel:
- Drawing his.
- Fervent desire that sits against my heart,
- Is far more thorny pricking than this blade;
- That, with the nightingale, I shall be scared,
- As oft as I dispose myself to rest,
- Until my colors be displayed in France:
- This is my final answer; so be gone.
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- It is not that, nor any English brave,
- Afflicts me so, as doth his poisoned view,
- That is most false, should most of all be true.
- Exeunt Lorraine, and Train.
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- Now, lord, our fleeting bark is under sail;
- Our gage is thrown, and war is soon begun,
- But not so quickly brought unto an end.
- Enter Mountague.
- But wherefore comes Sir William Mountague?
- How stands the league between the Scot and us?
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- Cracked and dissevered, my renowned lord.
- The treacherous King no sooner was informed
- Of your with drawing of your army back,
- But straight, forgetting of his former oath,
- He made invasion on the bordering Towns:
- Barwick is won, Newcastle spoiled and lost,
- And now the tyrant hath begirt with siege
- The castle of Rocksborough, where enclos’d
- The Countess Salisbury is like to perish.
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- That is thy daughter, Warwick, is it not?
- Whose husband hath in Britain served so long
- About the planting of Lord Mountford there?
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- It is, my lord.
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- Ignoble David, hast thou none to grieve
- But silly Ladies with thy threatening arms?
- But I will make you shrink your snaily horns!
- First, therefore, Audley, this shall be thy charge,
- Go levy footmen for our wars in France;
- And, Ned, take muster of our men at arms:
- In every shire elect a several band.
- Let them be Soldiers of a lusty spirit,
- Such as dread nothing but dishonor’s blot;
- Be wary, therefore, since we do commence
- A famous war, and with so mighty a nation.
- Derby, be thou ambassador for us
- Unto our father in law, the Earl of Henalt:
- Make him acquainted with our enterprise,
- And likewise will him, with our own allies
- That are in Flanders, to solicit to
- The Emperor of Almaigne in our name.
- Myself, whilst you are jointly thus employed,
- Will, with these forces that I have at hand,
- March, and once more repulse the traitorous Scot.
- But, Sirs, be resolute: we shall have wars
- On every side; and, Ned, thou must begin
- Now to forget thy study and thy books,
- And ure thy shoulders to an armor’s weight.
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- As cheerful sounding to my youthful spleen
- This tumult is of war’s increasing broils,
- As, at the coronation of a king,
- The joyful clamors of the people are,
- When “Ave, Caesar!” they pronounce aloud.
- Within this school of honor I shall learn
- Either to sacrifice my foes to death,
- Or in a rightful quarrel spend my breath.
- Then cheerfully forward, each a several way;
- In great affairs ’tis nought to use delay.