Another part of Bosworth Field.
(King Richard; Richmond; Stanley; First Lord to Richmond; Second Lord to Richmond)English
Richard and Richmond meet and fight, and Richmond kills his opponent. Stanley crowns him with the crown he has taken from Richard’s head. Richmond promises that the civil wars are now at an end, as he, the heir of Lancaster, will marry Edward IV’s daughter, the heir of York. (41 lines)
Alarum. Enter King Richard and Richmond; they fight; Richard is slain. K. RICH. RICHM. K. RICH. RICHM. K. RICH. RICHM.
Then, retreat being sounded, flourish, and enter Richmond, Stanley the Earl of Derby, bearing the crown, with other Lords, etc. RICHM. STAN. 1. LORD. RICH. 2. LORD. RICH.
God and your arms be prais’d, victorious friends,
The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.
Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee.
Lo here this long-usurped royalty
From the dead temples of this bloody wretch
Have I pluck’d off to grace thy brows withal.
Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.
Great God of heaven, say amen to all!
But tell me, is young George Stanley living?
He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town,
Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us.
What men of name are slain on either side?
John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers,
Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.
Inter their bodies as become their births.
Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled
That in submission will return to us,
And then as we have ta’en the sacrament,
We will unite the White Rose and the Red.
Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,
That long have frown’d upon their enmity!
What traitor hears me, and says not amen?
England hath long been mad and scarr’d herself:
The brother blindly shed the brother’s blood,
The father rashly slaughter’d his own son,
The son, compell’d, been butcher to the sire.
All this divided York and Lancaster,
Divided in their dire division,
O now let Richmond and Elizabeth,
The true succeeders of each royal house,
By God’s fair ordinance conjoin together!
And let their heirs (God, if thy will be so)
Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac’d peace,
With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days!
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
That would reduce these bloody days again,
And make poor England weep in streams of blood!
Let them not live to taste this land’s increase
That would with treason wound this fair land’s peace!
Now civil wounds are stopp’d, peace lives again;
That she may long live here, God say amen!
Exeunt. RICHM. STAN. 1. LORD. RICH. 2. LORD. RICH.