Act 5, Scene 3

Fields near Saint Alban's.

  1. [Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, RICHARD, WARWICK, and Soldiers, with drum and colours.]
  2. Richard, Duke of York
  3. 3066 Of Salisbury, who can report of him,
  4. 3067 That winter lion, who in rage forgets
  5. 3068 Aged contusions and all brush of time
  6. 3069 And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,
  7. 3070 Repairs him with occasion? This happy day
  8. 3071 Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
  9. 3072 If Salisbury be lost.
  10. Richard Plantagenet
  11. 3073 My noble father,
  12. 3074 Three times to-day I holp him to his horse,
  13. 3075 Three times bestrid him; thrice I led him off,
  14. 3076 Persuaded him from any further act;
  15. 3077 But still, where danger was, still there I met him;
  16. 3078 And like rich hangings in a homely house,
  17. 3079 So was his will in his old feeble body.
  18. 3080 But, noble as he is, look where he comes.
  19. [Enter SALISBURY.]
  20. Earl of Salisbury
  21. 3081 Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought to-day;
  22. 3082 By the mass, so did we all.—I thank you, Richard;
  23. 3083 God knows how long it is I have to live,
  24. 3084 And it hath pleas'd him that three times to-day
  25. 3085 You have defended me from imminent death.—
  26. 3086 Well, lords, we have not got that which we have;
  27. 3087 'T is not enough our foes are this time fled,
  28. 3088 Being opposites of such repairing nature.
  29. Richard, Duke of York
  30. 3089 I know our safety is to follow them;
  31. 3090 For, as I hear, the king is fled to London,
  32. 3091 To call a present court of parliament.
  33. 3092 Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.—
  34. 3093 What says Lord Warwick? shall we after them?
  35. Earl of Warwick
  36. 3094 After them! nay, before them, if we can.
  37. 3095 Now, by my hand, lords, 'twas a glorious day;
  38. 3096 Saint Alban's battle won by famous York
  39. 3097 Shall be eterniz'd in all age to come.—
  40. 3098 Sound drums and trumpets!—and to London all;
  41. 3099 And more such days as these to us befall!
  42. [Exeunt.]