Richmond

God and your arms be praised, victorious friends;

The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead.

Stanley

Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee.

Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty

From the dead temples of this bloody wretch

Have I plucked off, to grace thy brows withal:

Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.

Richmond

Great God of heaven, say Amen to all!

But, tell me, is young George Stanley living?

Stanley

He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town;

Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us.

Richmond

What men of name are slain on either side?

Stanley

John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers,

Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon.

Richmond

Inter their bodies as become their births:

Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled

That in submission will return to us:

And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament,

We will unite the white rose and the red:

Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,

That long have frowned upon their enmity!

What traitor hears me, and says not amen?

England hath long been mad, and scarred herself;

The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,

The father rashly slaughtered his own son,

The son, compelled, been butcher to the sire:

All this divided York and Lancaster,

Divided in their dire division,

O, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth,

The true succeeders of each royal house,

By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!

And let their heirs, God, if thy will be so,

Enrich the time to come with smooth-faced peace,

With smiling plenty and fair prosperous days!

Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,

That would reduce these bloody days again,

And make poor England weep in streams of blood!

Let them not live to taste this land's increase

That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!

Now civil wounds are stopped, peace lives again:

That she may long live here, God say amen!