| ACT V SCENE VII | London. The palace. | |
| | Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV, QUEEN ELIZABETH,CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a Nurse with theyoung Prince, and Attendants | |
| KING EDWARD IV | Once more we sit in England's royal throne, | |
| | Re-purchased with the blood of enemies. | |
| | What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn, | |
| | Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their pride! | 5 |
| | Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd | |
| | For hardy and undoubted champions; | |
| | Two Cliffords, as the father and the son, | |
| | And two Northumberlands; two braver men | |
| | Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound; | 10 |
| | With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague, | |
| | That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion | |
| | And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. | |
| | Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat | |
| | And made our footstool of security. | 15 |
| | Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy. | |
| | Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself | |
| | Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night, | |
| | Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, | |
| | That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace; | 20 |
| | And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. | |
| GLOUCESTER | Aside | |
| | For yet I am not look'd on in the world. | |
| | This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave; | |
| | And heave it shall some weight, or break my back: | |
| | Work thou the way,--and thou shalt execute. | 25 |
| KING EDWARD IV | Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen; | |
| | And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. | |
| CLARENCE | The duty that I owe unto your majesty | |
| | I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. | |
| QUEEN ELIZABETH | Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks. | 30 |
| GLOUCESTER | And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, | |
| | Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. | |
| | Aside | |
| | And cried 'all hail!' when as he meant all harm. | |
| KING EDWARD IV | Now am I seated as my soul delights, | |
| | Having my country's peace and brothers' loves. | 35 |
| CLARENCE | What will your grace have done with Margaret? | |
| | Reignier, her father, to the king of France | |
| | Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, | |
| | And hither have they sent it for her ransom. | |
| KING EDWARD IV | Away with her, and waft her hence to France. | 40 |
| | And now what rests but that we spend the time | |
| | With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, | |
| | Such as befits the pleasure of the court? | |
| | Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy! | |
| | For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. | 45 |
| | Exeunt | |
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