No Fear Shakespeare: Henry VI, Part 2: Act 5 Scene 3

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Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, WARWICK, and SOLDIERS, all wearing the white rose, with Drum and Colors.	Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, WARWICK, and SOLDIERS, all wearing the white rose, with Drum and Colors.
YORK Of Salisbury, who can report of him, That winter lion, who in rage forgets Agèd contusions and all brush of time, And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, 5 Repairs him with occasion? This happy day Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, If Salisbury be lost.	YORK Of Salisbury, who can report of him, That winter lion, who in rage forgets Agèd contusions and all brush of time, And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, 5 Repairs him with occasion? This happy day Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, If Salisbury be lost.
RICHARD My noble father, Three times today I holp him to his horse, 10 Three times bestrid him. Thrice I led him off, Persuaded him from any further act; But still, where danger was, still there I met him, And, like rich hangings in a homely house, So was his will in his old feeble body. 15 But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter SALISBURY, wearing the white rose. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought today!	RICHARD My noble father, Three times today I holp him to his horse, 10 Three times bestrid him. Thrice I led him off, Persuaded him from any further act; But still, where danger was, still there I met him, And, like rich hangings in a homely house, So was his will in his old feeble body. 15 But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter SALISBURY, wearing the white rose. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought today!
SALISBURY By th’ Mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard. God knows how long it is I have to live, And it hath pleased Him that three times today 20 You have defended me from imminent death. Well, lords, we have not got that which we have; ’Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Being opposites of such repairing nature.	SALISBURY By th’ Mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard. God knows how long it is I have to live, And it hath pleased Him that three times today 20 You have defended me from imminent death. Well, lords, we have not got that which we have; ’Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Being opposites of such repairing nature.
YORK I know our safety is to follow them; 25 For, as I hear, the King is fled to London To call a present court of Parliament. Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.— What says Lord Warwick? Shall we after them?	YORK I know our safety is to follow them; 25 For, as I hear, the King is fled to London To call a present court of Parliament. Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.— What says Lord Warwick? Shall we after them?
WARWICK After them? Nay, before them, if we can. 30 Now, by my hand, lords, ’twas a glorious day. Saint Albans battle won by famous York Shall be eternized in all age to come.— Sound drum and trumpets, and to London all; And more such days as these to us befall!	WARWICK After them? Nay, before them, if we can. 30 Now, by my hand, lords, ’twas a glorious day. Saint Albans battle won by famous York Shall be eternized in all age to come.— Sound drum and trumpets, and to London all; And more such days as these to us befall!
Flourish. They exit.	Flourish. They exit.

Original Text	Modern Text
Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, WARWICK, and SOLDIERS, all wearing the white rose, with Drum and Colors.	Alarum. Retreat. Enter YORK, EDWARD, RICHARD, WARWICK, and SOLDIERS, all wearing the white rose, with Drum and Colors.
YORK Of Salisbury, who can report of him, That winter lion, who in rage forgets Agèd contusions and all brush of time, And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, 5 Repairs him with occasion? This happy day Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, If Salisbury be lost.	YORK Of Salisbury, who can report of him, That winter lion, who in rage forgets Agèd contusions and all brush of time, And, like a gallant in the brow of youth, 5 Repairs him with occasion? This happy day Is not itself, nor have we won one foot, If Salisbury be lost.
RICHARD My noble father, Three times today I holp him to his horse, 10 Three times bestrid him. Thrice I led him off, Persuaded him from any further act; But still, where danger was, still there I met him, And, like rich hangings in a homely house, So was his will in his old feeble body. 15 But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter SALISBURY, wearing the white rose. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought today!	RICHARD My noble father, Three times today I holp him to his horse, 10 Three times bestrid him. Thrice I led him off, Persuaded him from any further act; But still, where danger was, still there I met him, And, like rich hangings in a homely house, So was his will in his old feeble body. 15 But, noble as he is, look where he comes. Enter SALISBURY, wearing the white rose. Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought today!
SALISBURY By th’ Mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard. God knows how long it is I have to live, And it hath pleased Him that three times today 20 You have defended me from imminent death. Well, lords, we have not got that which we have; ’Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Being opposites of such repairing nature.	SALISBURY By th’ Mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard. God knows how long it is I have to live, And it hath pleased Him that three times today 20 You have defended me from imminent death. Well, lords, we have not got that which we have; ’Tis not enough our foes are this time fled, Being opposites of such repairing nature.
YORK I know our safety is to follow them; 25 For, as I hear, the King is fled to London To call a present court of Parliament. Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.— What says Lord Warwick? Shall we after them?	YORK I know our safety is to follow them; 25 For, as I hear, the King is fled to London To call a present court of Parliament. Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.— What says Lord Warwick? Shall we after them?
WARWICK After them? Nay, before them, if we can. 30 Now, by my hand, lords, ’twas a glorious day. Saint Albans battle won by famous York Shall be eternized in all age to come.— Sound drum and trumpets, and to London all; And more such days as these to us befall!	WARWICK After them? Nay, before them, if we can. 30 Now, by my hand, lords, ’twas a glorious day. Saint Albans battle won by famous York Shall be eternized in all age to come.— Sound drum and trumpets, and to London all; And more such days as these to us befall!
Flourish. They exit.	Flourish. They exit.