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!
110 I will away towards Barnet presently,
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.
ceb SCENE II. A field of battle near Barnet.
Alarum and excursions. Enter KING EDWARD, bringing forth WARWICK wounded.