Reading The third Part of Henry the Sixt, with the death of the Duke of Yorke

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Edw.

Seize on the shamefac'd Henry, beare him hence,

And once agane proclaime vs King of England.

You are the Fount that makes small Brookes to flow,

Now stops thy Spring, my Sea shall suck them dry,

And swell so much the higher, by their ebbe.

Hence with him to the Tower, let him not speake.

Exit with King Henry.

And Lords, towards Couentry bend we our course,

Where peremptorie Warwicke now remaines:

The Sunne shines hot, and if we vse delay,

Cold biting Winter marres our hop'd‑for Hay.

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