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Another Part of the Field. | |
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Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, in triumph: with CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, and the rest. | |
| K. Edw. Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course, | |
| And we are grac’d with wreaths of victory. | |
| But in the midst of this bright-shining day, | 5 |
| I spy a black, suspicious, threat’ning cloud, | |
| That will encounter with our glorious sun, | |
| Ere he attain his easeful western bed: | |
| I mean, my lords, those powers that the queen | |
| Hath rais’d in Gallia, have arriv’d our coast, | 10 |
| And, as we hear, march on to fight with us. | |
| Clar. A little gale will soon disperse that cloud, | |
| And blow it to the source from whence it came: | |
| Thy very beams will dry those vapours up, | |
| For every cloud engenders not a storm. | 15 |
| Glo. The queen is valu’d thirty thousand strong, | |
| And Somerset, with Oxford, fled to her: | |
| If she have time to breathe, be well assur’d | |
| Her faction will be full as strong as ours. | |
| K. Edw. We are advertis’d by our loving friends | 20 |
| That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury. | |
| We, having now the best at Barnet field, | |
| Will thither straight, for willingness rids way; | |
| And, as we march, our strength will be augmented | |
| In every county as we go along. | 25 |
| Strike up the drum! cry ‘Courage!’ and away. [Flourish. Exeunt. | |
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