To see how inly sorrow gripes his soul.
QUEEN MARGARET What, weeping-ripe, my Lord Northumberland?
Think but upon the wrong he did us all,
And that will quickly dry thy melting tears.
CLIFFORD Here's for my oath, here's for my father's death.
[Stabbing him]
QUEEN MARGARET And here's to right our gentle-hearted king.
[Stabbing him]
YORK Open Thy gate of mercy, gracious God!
My soul flies through these wounds to seek out Thee.
[Dies]
QUEEN MARGARET Off with his head, and set it on York gates;
So York may overlook the town of York.
[Flourish. Exeunt]
3 KING HENRY VI
ACT II
SCENE I A plain near Mortimer's Cross in Herefordshire.
[A march. Enter EDWARD, RICHARD, and their power]
EDWARD I wonder how our princely father 'scaped,
Or whether he be 'scaped away or no
From Clifford's and Northumberland's pursuit:
Had he been ta'en, we should have heard the news;
Had he been slain, we should have heard the news;
Or had he 'scaped, methinks we should have heard
The happy tidings of his good escape.
How fares my brother? why is he so sad?
RICHARD I cannot joy, until I be resolved
Where our right valiant father is become.
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