That knowes not how to gouerne nor to rule,
Resigne thy Crowne proud Lancaster to me,
That thou vsurped hast so long by force,
80 For now is Yorke resolu’d to claim his owne,
And rise aloft into faire Englands Throane.
Somer. Proud Traitor, I arest thee on high treason,
Against thy soueraigne Lord, yeeld thee false Yorke,
For here I sweare, thou shalt vnto the Tower,
85 For these proud words which thou hast giuen the king.
[♦] Yorke. Thou art deceiued, my sonnes shalbe my baile,