_Clar._ Father of Warwick, know you what this means? [cea081] [_Taking his red rose out of his hat._ Look here, I throw my infamy at thee: I will not ruinate my father’s house, Who gave his blood to lime the stones together, And set up Lancaster. Why, trow’st thou, Warwick, [cea085] That Clarence is so harsh, so blunt, unnatural, [cea086] To bend the fatal instruments of war Against his brother and his lawful king? Perhaps thou wilt object my holy oath: To keep that oath were more impiety ·cea090· Than Jephthah’s, when he sacrificed his daughter. [cea091] I am so sorry for my trespass made That, to deserve well at my brother’s hands, I here proclaim myself thy mortal foe, With resolution, wheresoe’er I meet thee-- ·cea095· As I will meet thee, if thou stir abroad-- To plague thee for thy foul misleading me. And so, proud-hearted Warwick, I defy thee, And to my brother turn my blushing cheeks. Pardon me, Edward, I will make amends: ·cea100· And, Richard, do not frown upon my faults, For I will henceforth be no more unconstant. _K. Edw._ Now welcome more, and ten times more beloved, Than if thou never hadst deserved our hate. [cea104] _Glo._ Welcome, good Clarence; this is brother-like. ·cea105· _War._ O passing traitor, perjured and unjust! _K. Edw._ What, Warwick, wilt thou leave the town, and fight? Or shall we beat the stones about thine ears? _War._ Alas, I am not coop’d here for defence! I will away towards Barnet presently, ·cea110· And bid thee battle, Edward, if thou darest. _K. Edw._ Yes, Warwick, Edward dares, and leads the way. Lords, to the field; Saint George and victory! [_Exeunt King Edward and his company. March. Warwick and his company follow._ SCENE II. _A field of battle near Barnet_. _Alarum and excursions. Enter_ KING EDWARD, _bringing forth_ WARWICK _wounded_. _K. Edw._ So, lie thou there: die thou, and die our fear; [ceb001] For Warwick was a bug that fear’d us all. [ceb002] Now, Montague, sit fast; I seek for thee, That Warwick’s bones may keep thine company. [_Exit._