| ACT V SCENE VII | London. The palace. | |
| [
Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, QUEEN ELIZABETH,
CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a Nurse with the
young Prince, and Attendants
] |
| KING EDWARD IV | Once more we sit in England's royal throne, |
| Re-purchased with the blood of enemies. |
| What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn, |
| Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their pride! |
| Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd | 5 |
| For hardy and undoubted champions; |
| Two Cliffords, as the father and the son, |
| And two Northumberlands; two braver men |
| Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound; |
| With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague, | 10 |
| That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion |
| And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. |
| Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat |
| And made our footstool of security. |
| Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy. | 15 |
| Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself |
| Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night, |
| Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, |
| That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace; |
| And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. | 20 |
| GLOUCESTER | [Aside] I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid;
|
| For yet I am not look'd on in the world. |
| This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave; |
| And heave it shall some weight, or break my back: |
| Work thou the way,--and thou shalt execute. | 25 |
| KING EDWARD IV | Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen; |
| And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. |
| CLARENCE | The duty that I owe unto your majesty |
| I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. |
| QUEEN ELIZABETH | Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks. | 30 |
| GLOUCESTER | And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, |
| Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. |
| [Aside] To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master,
|
| And cried 'all hail!' when as he meant all harm. |
| KING EDWARD IV | Now am I seated as my soul delights, | 35 |
| Having my country's peace and brothers' loves. |
| CLARENCE | What will your grace have done with Margaret? |
| Reignier, her father, to the king of France |
| Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, |
| And hither have they sent it for her ransom. | 40 |
| KING EDWARD IV | Away with her, and waft her hence to France. |
| And now what rests but that we spend the time |
| With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, |
| Such as befits the pleasure of the court? |
| Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy! | 45 |
| For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. |
| [Exeunt] |
The Essential Student History Quiz (with answers and illustrations)