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SCENE IV.

MESSENGER, EDWARD,
MESSENGER.
My liege;
Queen Marg'ret with the prince her son are fled;
In a few hours she hopes, for so we learn,
From those who have pursued her, to be join'd
By th'earl of Warwick, in his name it seems
She has already rais'd three thousand men.

EDWARD.
Warwick in league with her! O heav'n! 'tis well
We've crush'd the serpent e'er his poison spread
Throughout our kingdom—guard the palace gates,
Keep double watch; summon my troops together,
Where is my brother Clarence, Buckingham
And Pembroke? we must check this soul rebellion—