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Henry VI Part 3
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  • ACT V SCENE III

    
     Dramatis Personae 
     Act I   Scene I 
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     Act I   Scene III 
     Act I   Scene IV 
     Act II  Scene I 
     Act II  Scene II 
     Act II  Scene III 
     Act II  Scene IV 
     Act II  Scene V 
     Act II  Scene VI 
     Act III Scene I 
     Act III Scene II  
     Act III Scene III 
     Act IV  Scene I  
    
    
    
     Act IV  Scene II 
     Act IV  Scene III 
     Act IV  Scene IV  
     Act IV  Scene V 
     Act IV  Scene VI 
     Act IV  Scene VII
     Act IV  Scene VIII 
     Act V   Scene I 
     Act V   Scene II 
     Act V   Scene III
     Act V   Scene IV
     Act V   Scene V 
     Act V   Scene VI 
     Act V   Scene VII 
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     Act V 

    
    ACT V: SCENE III	Another part of the field.

    
    	Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV in triumph; with
    	GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, and the rest
    
    KING EDWARD IV	Thus far our fortune keeps an upward course,
    	And we are graced with wreaths of victory.
    	But, in the midst of this bright-shining day,
    	I spy a black, suspicious, threatening cloud,
    	That will encounter with our glorious sun,
    	Ere he attain his easeful western bed:
    	I mean, my lords, those powers that the queen
    	Hath raised in Gallia have arrived our coast
    	And, as we hear, march on to fight with us.
    
    CLARENCE	A little gale will soon disperse that cloud
    	And blow it to the source from whence it came:
    	The very beams will dry those vapours up,
    	For every cloud engenders not a storm.
    
    GLOUCESTER	The queen is valued thirty thousand strong,
    	And Somerset, with Oxford fled to her:
    	If she have time to breathe be well assured
    	Her faction will be full as strong as ours.
    
    KING EDWARD IV	We are advertised by our loving friends
    	That they do hold their course toward Tewksbury:
    	We, having now the best at Barnet field,
    	Will thither straight, for willingness rids way;
    	And, as we march, our strength will be augmented
    	In every county as we go along.
    	Strike up the drum; cry 'Courage!' and away.
    
    	Exeunt
    
    
    

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