Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and thump'd;
And on record left them the heirs of shame.
Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our wives?
Ravish our daughters ?- -hark, I hear their drum.
Fight, gentlemen of England, fight, bold yeomen!
Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head;
Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood,
Amaze the welkin with your broken staves!
What fays lord Stanley, will he bring his power?
MES. My lord he doth deny to come.
K. RICH. Off with his fon George's head.
NOR. My lord, the enemy hath past the marsh;
After the battle let George Stanley die.
K. RICH. A thousand hearts are great within my bosom, Advance our standards, fet upon our foes;
Our ancient word of courage, fair St. George,
Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons.
Upon them! Victory fits on our helms.
SCENE VIII. Alarm. Excurfions. Enter Catesby.
CAT. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk! rescue! rescue! The king enacts more wonders than a man,
Daring an oppofite to every danger!
His horfe is flain, and all on foot he fights,
Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death.
-Rescue, fair lord. or else the day is loft.
Alarm, Enter King Richard.
K. RICH. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horfe!
CAT. Withdraw, my ford, I'll help you to a horse,
K. RICH. Slave, I have fet iny life upon a caft,
And I will stand the hazard of the dye.
-I think there be fix Richmonds in the field;
Five have I flain to day inftead of him.
-A horfe! a horfe! my kingdom for a horse!
Alarms. Enter King
ng Richard and Richmond; they fight, Richard is flain.
Retreat and Flourish. Enter Richmond, Stanley bearing the crown, with divers 'others lords.
RICH. God and your arms be p
prais'd, victorious friends,
The day is ours! the bloody dog is dead.
STAN. Couragious Richmond, well haft thou acquit thee:
Lo, here thefe long ufurped royalties,
From the dead temples of this bloody wretch,
Have I pluckt off, to grace thy brows withaf.
Wear it, enjoy it, and maké use of it.
RICH. Great God of heaven, fay, Amen, to all!
But tell me first, is young George Stanley living?
STAN. He is my lord, and fafe in Lei'fter town;
Whither, if you fo please, we may withdraw us.
RICH. What men of name are flain on either fide?
STAN. John duke of Norfolk, Walter the lord Ferris,
Şir Robert Brakenbury, Sir William Brandon.
RICH. Inter their bodies as becomes their births.
Proclaim a pardon to the foldiers fled,
That in fubmiffion will return to us.
And then as we have taken the facrament,
We will unite the white rofe and the red;
Smile heav'n upon this fair conjunction,
That long hath frown'd upon their enmity!
What traitor hears me, and fays not, Amen?
England hath long been mad, and scarr`d herself;
The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,
The father rafhly flaughter'd his own fon,
The fons, compell'd, been butchers to their fire:
All this divided York and Lancaster,
Divided in their dire divifion,
O now let Richmond and Elizabeth,
The true fucceeders of each royal house,
By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!
And let their heirs, God, if thy will be fo,
Enrich the time to come with fmooth fac'd peace,
With smiling plenty, and fair prosp'rous days.
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious lord!
That would reduce thefe bloody days again,
And make poor England weep in ftreams of blood.
Let them not live to tafte this land's increase,
That would with treason wound this fair land's peace.
Now civil wounds are stopp'd, Peace lives agen;
That she may long live here, God say, Amen!
END OF THE FOURTH VOLUME,
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