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The third Part of Henry the Sixt, with the death of the Duke of YORKE.
Actus Primus. Scoena Prima.
Alarum.
Enter Plantagenet, Edward, Richard, Norfolke, Mount- ague, Warwicke, and Souldiers.
I Wonder how the King escap'd our hands?
While we pursu'd the Horsmen of
North, He slyly stole away, and left his men: Whereat the great Lord of Northumberland, Whose Warlike eares could neuer brooke retreat, Chear'd vp the drouping Army, and himselfe. Lord
Clifford
and Lord
Stafford
all a-brest Charg'd our maine Battailes Front: and breaking in, Were by the Swords of common Souldiers slaine.
Lord
Staffords
Father, Duke of
Buckingham,
Is either slaine or wounded dangerous. I cleft his Beauer with a down-right blow: That this is true (Father) behold his blood.
And Brother, here's the Earle of Wiltshires
blood
, Whom I encountred as the Battels ioyn'd.
Speake thou for me, and tell them what I did.
Richard
hath best deseru'd of all my sonnes: But is your Grace dead, my Lord of Somerset?
Such hope haue . . .
										
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