Before York.
 Flourish.
 Enter KING EDWARD, RICHARD, HASTINGS, and SOLDIERS.

King Edward	Now, brother Richard, Lord Hastings, and the rest,
	Yet thus far fortune maketh us amends,
	And says that once more I shall interchange
	My wand state for Henry's regal crown.
	Well have we passed, and now repassed the seas,
	And brought desird help from Burgundy;
	What then remains, we being thus arrived
	From Ravenspurgh haven before the gates of York,
	But that we enter, as into our dukedom?

Richard	The gates made fast! Brother, I like not this;
	For many men that stumble at the threshold
	Are well foretold that danger lurks within.

King Edward	Tush, man, abodements must not now affright us:
	By fair or foul means we must enter in,
	For hither will our friends repair to us.

Hastings	My liege, I'll knock once more to summon them.

         Enter, on the walls, the MAYOR OF YORK and his BRETHREN.

Mayor	My lords, we were forewarnd of your coming,
	And shut the gates for safety of ourselves;
	For now we owe allegiance unto Henry.

King Edward	But, Master Mayor, if Henry be your king,
	Yet Edward, at the least, is Duke of York.

Mayor	True, my good lord, I know you for no less.

King Edward	Why, and I challenge nothing but my dukedom,
	As being well content with that alone.

Richard	[Aside.] But when the fox hath once got in his nose,
	He'll soon find means to make the body follow.

Hastings	Why, Master Mayor, why stand you in a doubt?
	Open the gates; we are King Henry's friends.

Mayor	Ay, say you so? The gates shall then be opened.
													[He descends.
Richard	A wise stout captain, and soon persuaded.

Hastings	The good old man would fain that all were well,
	So 'twere not 'long of him; but being entered,
	I doubt not, I, but we shall soon persuade
	Both him and all his brothers unto reason.

                Enter, below, the MAYOR and two ALDERMEN.

King Edward	So, Master Mayor: these gates must not be shut
	But in the night or in the time of war.
	What, fear not, man, but yield me up the keys;
													[Takes his keys.
	For Edward will defend the town and thee,
	And all those friends that deign to follow me.

             March. Enter MONTGOMERY with DRUM and SOLDIERS.

Richard	Brother, this is Sir John Montgomery,
	Our trusty friend, unless I be deceived.

King Edward	Welcome, Sir John! But why come you in arms?

Montgomery	To help king Edward in his time of storm,
	As every loyal subject ought to do.

King Edward	Thanks, good Montgomery; but we now forget
	Out title to the crown, and only claim
	Our dukedom till God please to send the rest.

Montgomery	Then fare you well, for I will hence again;
	I came to serve a king and not a duke.
	Drummer, strike up, and let us march away.
											[The DRUM begins to march.

King Edward	Nay, stay, Sir John, a while; and we'll debate
	By what safe means the crown may be recovered.

Montgomery	What talk you of debating? In few words,
	If you'll not here proclaim yourself our king,
	I'll leave you to your fortune, and be gone
	To keep them back that come to succour you.
	Why shall we fight, if you pretend no title?

Richard	Why, brother, wherefore stand you on nice points?
	Resolve yourself, and let us claim the crown.

King Edward	When we grow stronger, then we'll make our claim:
	Till then, 'tis wisdom to conceal our meaning.

Hastings	Away with scrupulous wit! Now arms must rule.

Richard	And fearless minds climb soonest unto crowns.
	Brother, we will proclaim you out of hand;
	The bruit thereof will bring you many friends.

King Edward	Then be it as you will; for 'tis my right,
	And Henry but usurps the diadem.

Montgomery	Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself;
	And now will I be Edward's champion.

Hastings	Sound trumpet! Edward shall be here proclaimed.
	Come, fellow soldier, make thou proclamation.
													[Gives him a paper.
													Flourish. Sound.

Soldier	[Reads.]	"Edward the Fourth, by the grace of God, King of 
	England and France, and Lord of Ireland, etc."

Montgomery	And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's right,
	By this I challenge him to single fight.
											[Throws down his gauntlet.
All	Long live Edward the Fourth!

King Edward	Thanks, brave Montgomery, and thanks unto you all;
	If fortune serve me, I'll requite this kindness.
	Now, for this night, let's harbour here in York,
	And when the morning sun shall raise his car
	Above the border of this horizon,
	We'll forward towards Warwick and his mates;
	For well I wot that Henry is no soldier.
	Ah, froward Clarence, how evil it beseems thee
	To flatter Henry and forsake thy brother!
	Yet, as we may, we'll meet both thee and Warwick.
	Come on, brave soldiers; doubt not of the day,
	And, that once gotten, doubt not of large pay.
													[Exeunt.
