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But still, where danger was, still there I met him;

And like rich hangings in a homely house,

So was his will in his old feeble body.

But, noble as he is, look where he comes.

Sal. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day;

By the mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard:

God knows how long it is I have to live;

And it hath pleas'd him that three times to-day

You have defended me from imminent death.

Well, lords, we have not got that which we have:

'Tis not enough our foes are this time fled,

Being opposites of such repairing nature.

York. I know our safety is to follow them;

For, as I hear, the king is fled to London,

To call a present court of parliament:

Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth:—

What says Lord Warwick? shall we after them?

War. After them! nay, before them, if we can.

Now, by my hand, lords, 'twas a glorious day:

Saint Albans battle, won by famous York,

Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.

Sound, drums and trumpets, and to London all:

And more such days as these to us befall!

 11 still: always

20 got: secured firmly

22 opposites: adversaries

of nature: so endowed with means of recovery

26 writs; cf. n. 