Re-enter KING EDWARD, the elder SPENSER, the younger
     SPENSER, BALDOCK, and Noblemen of the king's side.

      K. Edw. Why do we sound retreat? upon them, lords!
This day I shall your vengeance with my sword
On those proud rebels that are up in arms,
And do confront and countermand their king.
      Y. Spen. I doubt it not, my lord; right will prevail.
      E. Spen. 'Tis not amiss, my liege, for either part
To breathe a while; our men, with sweat and dust
All chok'd well near, begin to faint for heat;
And this retire refresheth horse and man.
      Y. Spen. Here come the rebels.

Enter the younger MORTIMER, LANCASTER, WARWICK, PEMBROKE, and others.

      Y. Mor. Look, Lancaster, yonder is Edward Among his flatterers. _
      Lan._And there let him be, Till he pay dearly for their company. 
      War. And shall, or Warwick's sword shall smite in vain. 
      K. Edw. What, rebels, do you shrink and sound retreat? 
      Y. Mor. No, Edward, no; thy flatterers faint and fly. 
      Lan. They'd best betimes forsake thee and their trains, For they'll betray thee, traitors as they are. 
      Y. Spen. Traitor on thy face, rebellious Lancaster! 
      Pem. Away, base upstart! brav'st thou nobles thus? 
      E. Spen. A noble attempt and honourable deed, Is it not, trow ye, to assemble aid And levy arms against your lawful king? 
      K. Edw. For which, ere long, their heads shall satisfy T' appease the wrath of their offended king. 
      Y. Mor. Then, Edward, thou wilt fight it to the last, And rather bathe thy sword in subjects' blood Than banish that pernicious company? 
      K. Edw. Ay, traitors all, rather than thus be brav'd, Make England's civil towns huge heaps of stones, And ploughs to go about our palace-gates. 
     War. A desperate and unnatural resolution!— Alarum to the fight! Saint George for England, and the barons' right! 
      K. Edw. Saint George for England, and King Edward's right! [Alarums. Exeunt the two parties severally.