_Queen._ Call hither Clifford; bid him come amain. To say if that the bastard boys of York   ·bea115· Shall be the surety for their traitor father.   [bea116]     [_Exit Buckingham._ _York._ O blood-bespotted Neapolitan, Outcast of Naples, England’s bloody scourge! The sons of York, thy betters in their birth, Shall be their father’s bail; and bane to those   [bea120] That for my surety will refuse the boys!   [bea121] _Enter_ EDWARD _and_ RICHARD. See where they come: I’ll warrant they’ll make it good.   [bea122] _Enter old_ CLIFFORD _and his_ Son. _Queen._ And here comes Clifford to deny their bail. _Clif._ Health and all happiness to my lord the king!   [bea124] [_Kneels_. _York._ I thank thee, Clifford: say, what news with thee?   [bea125] Nay, do not fright us with an angry look:   [bea126] We are thy sovereign, Clifford, kneel again; For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee. _Clif._ This is my king, York, I do not mistake; But thou mistakest me much to think I do:   [bea130] To Bedlam with him! is the man grown mad? _King._ Ay, Clifford; a bedlam and ambitious humour Makes him oppose himself against his king. _Clif._ He is a traitor; let him to the Tower, And chop away that factious pate of his.   [bea135] _Queen._ He is arrested, but will not obey; His sons, he says, shall give their words for him. _York._ Will you not, sons? _Edw._ Ay, noble father, if our words will serve.   [bea139] _Rich._ And if words will not, then our weapons shall.   ·bea140· _Clif._ Why, what a brood of traitors have we here! _York._ Look in a glass, and call thy image so: I am thy king, and thou a false-heart traitor.   [bea143] Call hither to the stake my two brave bears, That with the very shaking of their chains   ·bea145· They may astonish these fell-lurking curs:   [bea146] Bid Salisbury and Warwick come to me.   [bea147] _Enter the_ EARLS OF WARWICK _and_ SALISBURY. _Clif._ Are these thy bears? we’ll bait thy bears to death,   [bea148] And manacle the bear-ward in their chains,   [bea149] If thou darest bring them to the baiting place.   [bea150] _Rich._ Oft have I seen a hot o’erweening cur Run back and bite, because he was withheld;   [bea152] Who, being suffer’d with the bear’s fell paw,   [bea153] Hath clapp’d his tail between his legs and cried:   [bea154] And such a piece of service will you do,   ·bea155· If you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick.   [bea156] _Clif._ Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump,   [bea157] As crooked in thy manners as thy shape! _York._ Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon. _Clif._ Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves.   ·bea160·