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Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at hand. Ready to fight; therefore be resolute.
Royal commanders, be in readiness: For with a band of thirty thousand men Comes Warwick, backing of the Duke of York; And in the towns, as they do march along, Proclaims him king, and many fly to him: Darraign your battle, for they are at hand.
The Duke of Norfolk sends you word by me, The queen is coming with a puissant host; And craves your company for speedy counsel.
Environed he was with many foes, And stood against them, as the hope of Troy Against the Greeks that would have enter'd Troy. But Hercules himself must yield to odds; And many strokes, though with a little axe, Hew down and fell the hardest-timber'd oak. By many hands ...
Ah, one that was a woful looker-on When as the noble Duke of York was slain, Your princely father and my loving lord!
The queen with all the northern earls and lords Intend here to besiege you in your castle: She is hard by with twenty thousand men; And therefore fortify your hold, my lord.