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Edw. Why doe we sound retreat? upon them Lords, This day I shall powre vengeance with my sword On those proud Rebels that are up in armes, And do confront and countermaund their King.

Spen.son. I doubt it not my Lord, right will prevaile.

Spen.fa. Tis not amisse my Liege for either part, To breathe a while, our men with sweat and dust All chockt well neare, begin to faint for heate, And this retire refresheth horse and man.

Spen.son. Heere come the Rebels.

Mor. Looke Lancaster, yonder is Edward among his flatterers.

Lan. And there let him bee, till hee pay deerely for their company.

War. And shall, or Warwicks sword shall smite in vaine:

Edw. What Rebels, do you shrinke, and sound retreat?

Mor. No Edward no, thy flatterers faint and flye.

Lan. Th'ad best betimes forsake them and their trains, For theile betray thee, traytors as they are.

Spen.son. Traytor on thy face, rebellious Lancaster.

Pen. Away base Upstart, brav'st thou Nobles thus?

Spen.fa. A noble attempt and honourable deed, Is it not trow ye, to assemble aide, And levie armes against your lawfull King?

Edw. For which ere long their heads shall satisfie, T'appease the wrath of their offended King.

Mor. Then Edward thou wilt fight it to the last, And rather bath thy sword in subjects bloud Then banish that pernitious company.

Edw. I traitours all, rather then thus be brav'd, Make Englands civill Townes huge heapes of stones, And plowes to goe about our Palace gates.

War. A desperate and unnaturall resolution, Alarum to the fight, Saint George for England, And the Barons right.