K. Edw. What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town, and fight?
Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears?108
War. Alas! I am not coop'd here for defence:
I will away towards Barnet presently,
And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou dar'st.
K. Edw. Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and leads the way.112
Lords, to the field; Saint George and victory!Exeunt.
Scene Two
[A Field of Battle near Barnet]
Alarum and Excursions. Enter Edward, bringing forth Warwick, wounded.
K. Edw. So, lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear;
For Warwick was a bug that fear'd us all.
Now Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee,
That Warwick's bones may keep thine company.4
War. Ah! who is nigh? come to me, friend or foe,
And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick?
Why ask I that? my mangled body shows,
My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows,8
That I must yield my body to the earth,
And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe.
Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge,
Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle,12
Under whose shade the ramping lion slept,
109 Alas: forsooth
2 bug: imaginary terror
13 ramping: rampant, fierce
