Mont. Ay, now my sovereign speaketh like himself;
And now will I be Edward's champion. 68
Hast. Sound, trumpet! Edward shall be here proclaim'd;
Come, fellow soldier, make thou proclamation.
Flourish. Sound.
Sold. Edward the Fourth, by the grace of
God, King of England and France, and Lord 72
of Ireland, &c.
Mont. And whosoe'er gainsays King Edward's right,
By this I challenge him to single fight.
All. Long live Edward the Fourth! 76
K. Edw. 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 80
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 84
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. 88
80 car: chariot of Phœbus
84 evil: ill
85 flatter: serve obsequiously
