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Rich. Thou didst love York, and I am son to York. And, having Francethy friend, thou shalt not dread
Edze. Tbou pitied'st Rntland, I will pity thee. Toe scatter'd foe, that hopes to rise again; Cla. Where's captain Margaret, to fence you For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt, now?
Yet look to have them buz, to offend thine cars. War. They mock thee, Clifford ; swear as thou 5 First, will I see the coronation ; Rich. What, not an oathi nay, then the world And then to Britany I'll cross the sea, goes hard,
To effect this marriage, so it please my lord. [be; When Cliford cannot spare his friends an oath : Edw. Even as thou wilt, sweet Warwick, let it I know by that, he's dead; And, by my soul, For on thy shoulder do I build my seat; Would this right hand buy but an hour's life, 10 And never will I undertake the thing, 'That I in all despight might rail at him, Wherein thy counsel and consent is wanting.– I'd chop it off; and with the issuing blood Richard, I will create thee duke of Gloster ;Stifle the villain, whose unstanched thirst
And George, of Clarence;-Warwick, as ourself, York and young Rutland could not satisfy. [head, Shall do, and undo, as him pleaseth best.
War. Ay, but he's dead: Off with the traitor's 15 Rich. Let me be duke of Clarence; George, And rear it in the place your father's stands.
of Gloster; And now to London with triumphant march, For Gloster's dukedom is too ominous!, There to be crowned England's royal king.
War. Tut, that's a foolish observation: From thence shall Warwick cut the sea to France, Richard, be duke of Gloster: Now to London, And ask the lady Bona for thy queen:
0 To see these honours in possession. [Exeunt. So shalt thou sinew both these lands together;
|30|_ K. Henry. Let meembrace these souradversities; A Wood in Lancashire.
For wise men say, it is the wiscst course. [him.
Hum. Why linger we: let us lay hands upon Enter Sinklo ?, and Humphrey, reith cross-bows Sink. Forbear awhile; we'll hear a little more. in their hands.
K. Henry. My queen, and son, are gone to Sink. UNDER this thick-grown brake we'll 35 France for aid; shroud ourselves;
And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick For through this ' laund anon the deer will come; Is thither gone, to crave the French king's sister And in this covert will we make our stand,
To wife for Edward: If this news be true, Culling the principal of all the deer.
(queen, and son, your labour is but lost; Num. I'll stay above the hill, so both may shoot. 40 For Warwick is a subtle orator,
Sink. That cannot be; the noise of thy cross-bow And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words. Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost. By this account, then, Margaret may win him; Here stand we both, and aim we at the best : For she's a woman to be pity'd much: And, for the time shall not seem tedious, Her sighs will inake a battery in his breast; I'll tell thee what befel me on a day,
45 Her tears will pierce into a marble heart; In this self place where now we mean to stand. The tyger will be mild, while she doth inourn; Hum. Hưrecomes a man, let's stay till he be past. And Nero will be tainted with remorse,
To hear, and see, her plaints, her brinish tears. Enter King Henry, with a prayer-book.
Ah, but she's come to beg; Warwich, to give: K. Henry. I'rom Scotland am I stol'n, even of 50 She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry;
He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward. To greet mine own land with my wishful sight. she weeps, and says-her Ilenry is depos'd; No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine; He smiles, and says-his Edward is installd; Thy place is fill'd, thy scepter wrung from thce, That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more; Thy balm wash'd off, wherewith thou wast anoint-55 Whiles Warwich tells his title, smooths the wrong, No bending knee will call thee Casar now, [ed: Inferreth arguments of mighty strength; No humble suitors press to speak for right, And, in conclusion, wins the king from her, No, not a man comes for redress to thee; With promise of his sister, and what else, For how can I help them, and not myself? [fee: To strengthen and support king Edward's place.
Sink. Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keeper's 60 Margaret, thus'twill be; and thou, poor soul, This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him. Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn,
? Alluding, perhaps, (says Mr. Steevens,) to the deaths of Tho nas of Woodstock, and Humphrey, dukes of Gloster. According to Hall and Holinshed, the naine of the person who took King Henry was Cuntlowe. pi. e. larun.
Because in quarrel of the house of York
Hum. Say, what art thou, that talk'st of kings Glo. Your highness shall do well to grant her suit; and queens?
It were dishonour to deny it her. [pause. X. Henry. More than I seem, and less than 1 K. Edw. It were no less; but yet I'll make a
Glo. Yca! is it so?
[Aside. was born to: A man at least, for less I should not be; 5 I sce the lady hath a thing to grant, And men may talk of kings, and why not I? Before the king will grant her humble suit. Hum. Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a king. Clar, He knows the game; How true he keeps
Grey. Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay: Not deck'd with diamonds, and Indian stones,
May it please your highness to resolve me now; Nor to be seen: my crown is call'd, content; And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me. A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy: [tent,15| Glo. [Aside. ] Ay, widow? then I'll warrant you Hum. Well, if you beaking crown'd with con
lands, Your crown content, and you, must be contented An if what pleases him, shall pleasure you. To go along with us: for, as we think,
Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch a blow. You are the king, king Edward hath depos'd; Clur. [Aside.] I fear her not, unless she chance And we his subjects, sworn in all allegiance,
[vantages. Will apprehend you as his enemy.
[oath Glo. [Aside.] God forbid that, for he'll take K.Henry . But did you never swear, and break an
K.Edw. How many
children hast thou, widow ? Hum. No, never such an oath; nor will we now.
[of her. K. Henry. Where did you dwell, when I was Clar. [-Aside.] I think, he means to beg a child king of England
[main. 25 Glo. Aside.] Nay, whip me then; he'll rather Hum. Here in this country, where we now re
give her two.
Glo. [Aside.) You shall have four, if you'll be
rul'd by him.
[ther's land. And, tell me then, have you not broke your oaths: 30 K. Edw. "Twere pity they should lose their faSink. No; for we were subjects but while you
Grey. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then. Upa were king.
[a man K. Edw. Lords, give us leave; I'll try this wiK. Henry. Why, am I dead? do I not breathe
[leave, Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear.
Glo. Ay,good leave have you; for you will have
35/'Till youth take leave and leaveyou to yourcrutch.
[Gloster and Clarence retire to the other side. Obeying with my wind when I do blow,
K. Edw. Now tell me, madam, do you love And yielding to another when it blows,
Grey. Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. Such is the lightness of you common men, words
1401 K. Edw. And would you not do much to do But do not break your oaths; for, of that sin
[harm. him; Mly mild entreaty shall not make you guilty,
Grey. To do them good, I would sustain some Go where you will, the king shall be commanded;
K. Edw. Then get your husband's lands to do 1; And be you kings; command, and I'll obey.
Sink. We are true subjects to the king, king45 Grey. Therefore I came unto your majesty. DUTA;
K.Edw.I'lltell you how these lands are to be got.
Grey. So shall you bind me to your highness'
(them? Sink. We charge you, in God's naine, and in
K. Edw. What service wilt thou do me, it I give
[be obey'd : 50 Grey. What you command, that rests in metodo. 'd; And what God will, that let your king perform;
K. Edze. But you will take exceptions to my
boon? And what he will, I humbly' yield unto. (Exeunt.
Grey. No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it. SCENE II.
K. Edw. Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to 55 ask.
[commands. London, The Palace.
Grey. Why, then I will do what your grace et, Enter King Edward, Gloster, Clarence, and
Glo. He plies her hard; and much rain wears the marble.
[Aside. X. Edw. Brother of Gloster,
at Saint Alban's field
Clar. As red as fire! nay, then her wax must
Grey. Why stops my lord shall I not hear Which we in justice cannot well deny,
K. Edw. Ăn casy task : 'tis but to love a king.
Grey. That's soon perform’d, because I ani a 1651 subject.
Commanded always by the greater gust;
His land then seiz’d on by the conqueror :
This noble gentleman did lose his life.
K. Edw. Why then, thy husband's lands I freelyi Answer no more, for thou shalt be iny queen.
Glo. The ghostly father now bath done his shrift. Grey. I take my leave, with many thousand
[sv.] Clar. When he was made a shriver, 'twas for Glo.The match is made; she scals it with a curt'- 5
[ Aside. K. Edw. But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love 1 K. Edw. Brothers, you muse what chat we two
have had. Grey. The fruits of love lincan, my loving liege. Glo. The widow likes it not, for she looks sad.
K. Edw. Ay, but I fear me, in another sense. K. Eder. You'd think it strange, if I should What love, thinkst thou, I sue so much to get? 10 Clar. To whom, my lord?
(marry her. Grey. My love 'till death, my humble tranks, K. Edw. Why, Clarence, to myself. my prayers;
Glo.That would be tendays' wonder,at the least. That love, which virtue begs, and virtuc grants. Clar. That's a day longer than a wonder lasts. K. Edw. No, by my troth, I did not mean Glo. By so much is the wonder in extremes. such love.
K. Edw. Well, jest on, brothers: I can tell you Grey. Why, then you mean not as I thought you Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. (both, K.Edw. But now you partly may perceive my
Enter a Nobleman. mind.
Nob. My gracious lord, Henry yourfoe is taken, Grey. My mind will never grant what I perceive And brought as prisoner to your pałace gate. Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.
K. Edw. See that he be convey'd unto the K. Edw. To tellthee plain, I aim to lie with thec.
Tower: Grey. To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison. And go we, brothers, to the man that took him, K. Édw. Why, then thou shalt not liave thy To question of his apprehension. [abły. husband's lands.
[er; Widow, go you along :- Lords, use her honourGrey.Why, then mine honesty shall be my dow-$25 [Errunt King, Lady, Clarence, and Lords. For by that loss I will not purchase them. Glo. Ay, Edward will use women honourably. K. Edw. Herein thou wrong'st thy children Would he were wasted, marrow, bones, and all
[and me. That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring, Grey. Herein your highness wrongs both then To cross me from the golden time I look for! But, mighty lord, this merry inclination 30 And yet, between my soul's desire and me, Accords not with the sadness of my suit; (The lustful Edward's title buried) Please you dismiss me, either with ay, or no. Is Clarence, Henry, and his young son Edward,
K.Edw. Ay; if thou wilt say ay, to my request : And all the unlook'd-for issue of their bodies, No; if thou dost say no, to my demand. To take their rooms, ere I can place inyself :
Grey. Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an end. 35 A cold premeditation for my purpose ! Glo: The widow likes him not, she knits her Why, then I do but dream on sovereignty; brows.
Asile. Like one that stands upon a promontory, Clar. He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom. And spies a far-offshore where he would tread,
Wishing his foot were equal with his eye; K. Edw. [Aside.) Her looks do argue her re- 40 And chides the sea that sunders him from thence, plete with modesty;
Saying-he'll lade it dry to have his way: Her words do shew her wit incomparable ; So do I wish the crown, being so far off; All her perfections challenge sovereignty: And so I chide the means that keep me from it; One way, or other, she is for a king;
Ind so I say--I'll cut the causes off, And she shall be my love, or else my queen, 45 Plattering me with impossibilities.Say, that king Edward take thee for his queen? My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much,
Grey."Tis better said than done, my gracious lord; Unless my hand and strength could equal them. I am a subject fit to jest withal,
, say there is no kingdom then for Richard ; But far unñt to be a sovereign.
What other pleasure can the world atford?
And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks.
[call you--father. She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe Grey. "Twill grieve your grace, my sons should To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub; K. Edw. No more than when my daughters cali To make an envious mountain on my back, thee mother.
60 Where sits deformity to mock my body;
That carries no impression like the dam.
And am I then a man to be belov'd;
And sit thee by our side: yield not thy neck 0, monstrous fault to harbour such a thonght!
[Seats her by him. Then
, since this earth atfords no joy to me, To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind
5 Be plain, queen Margaret, and tell thy grief;
Is, of a king, become a banish'd man,
15 Usurps the regal title, and the seat
true-anointed lawful king.
With this my son, prince Edward, Henry's heir,
Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid;
Our people and our peers are both mis-led,
Our treasure seiz’d, our soldiers put to flight,
1251 K. Lewis. Renowned queen, with patience calm I'll play the orator as well as Nestor,
While we bethink a means to break it off.
Queen. The more we stay, the stronger grows
Queen.O,but impatience waiteth on true sorrow:
And see, where comes the breeder of my sorrow. Tut! were it further off, I'll pluck it down.
135 K. Lewis. What's he approachcth boldly to
our presence? France.
Queen. Our earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest Flourish. Enter Lewis the French King, Lady
friend. Bona, Bourbon, Queen Margaret, Prince Ed
K. Letis. Welcome, brave Warwick! What ward her Son, and the Earl of Oxford. Levis 40
brings thee to France?
(He descends. She ariseth. K. Lewis. Fair queen of England, worthy
Queen. Ay, now begins a second storm to rise:
For this is he, that moves both wind and tide.
War. From worthy Edward, king of Albion,
I come,-in kindness and unfeigned love,-
First, to do grectings to thy royal person;
And, then, to crave a league of amity;
And, lastly, to confirm that amity
That virtuous lady Bona, thy fair sister,
To England's king in lawful marriage.
Queen. Ifthat go forward, Henry's hope is done.
War. And, gracious madam., in our king's be155
I am commanded, with your leave and favour,
Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue
To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart;
Queen. King Lewis, -and lady Bona, -hear me
sits, and riseth up again.
[Speaking to Bona.
laws, > bribe
this deep despair?
- back, ody;
Before you answer Warwick. His demand K. Lewis. But is he gracious in the people'seye! Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love, War. The more, that Henry was unfortunate. But from deceit, bred by necessity :
K. Leuis. Then further,-all dissembling set For how can tyrants safely govern home,
' have often heard him say, and swear,-marriage
10 That this his love was an eternal plant ; Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour: Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, For though usurpers sway the rule a while, The leaves and fruit inaintain'd with beauty's sun; Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs. Exempt from envy', but not from disdain, War. Injurious Margaret!
Unless the lady Bona quit his pain. Prince. And why not queen?
15 K. Lewis. Now, sister, let us hcar your firm War. Because thy father Henry did
resolve. And thou no more art prince, than she is queen. Bona. Yourgrant,oryourdenial,shall be mine:+ Orf. Then Warwick disannuls great John of Yet I confess, that often ere this day,' Gaunt,
[.Speaking to Warwick. Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain; 120 When I have heard your king's desert recounted, And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the fourth, Mine ear hath tempted judgement to desire. Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest;
K. Lervis. Then, Warwick, this, -Our sister And, after that wise prince, Henry the fifth,
shall be Edward's; Who by his prowess conquered all France : And now forthwith shall articles be drawn From these our Henry lineally descends. 25 Touching the jointure that your king must make, War. Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd:discourse,
Draw near, queen Margaret; and be a witness, You told not, how Henry the sixth hath lost That Bona shall be wife to the English king. All that which Henry the fifth had gotten?
Prince. To Edward, but not to the English king. Methinks, these peers of France should smile at 30 Quren. Deceitful Warwick! it was iby device that.
By this alliance to make void my suit ; But for the rest, You tell a pedigree
Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend. Of threescore and two years; a silly time
K. Levis. And still is friend to him and MarTo make prescription för a kingdom's worth.
As may appear by Edward's good success,
War. Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right, Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand, Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree? 40 That your estate requires, and mine can yield. For shamne, leave Henry, and call Edward king. War. Henry now lives in Scotland, at his ease;
O.rf. Call him my king, by whose injurious doom Where having nothing, nothing he can lose. My elder brother, the lord Aubrey Vere, And as for yourself, our quondam queen,-Was done to death! and more than so, my father, You have a father able to maintain you; Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, 45And better 'twere, you troubled him than France. When nature brought him to the door of death! Queen. Peace, iinpudent and shameless WarNo, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm,
wick, peace; This arın upholds the house of Lancaster. Proud setter-up and puller down of kings! War, And I the house of York.
I will not hence, 'till with my talk and tears, K.Lewis. Queen Margaret, prince Edward, and 30 Both full of truth, I make king Lewis behold Oxford,
Thy sly conveyance', and thy lord's false love; Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,
[Post, blowing a horn within. While I use further conference with Warwick. For both of you are birds of self-same feather, Queen. Heavei: grant that Warwick's words K. Lewis. Warwick, this is some post to us, or
bewitch him not! [They retire. 55 thee. K. Lewis. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon
Enter a Post. thy conscience,
Post. My lord ambassador, these letters are for Is Edward your true king? for I were loth,
[To Warwick. To link with him that were not lawful chosen. Sent from your brother, marquis Montague.-War. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine 60fThese from our king unto your majesty: honour.
[io king Lewis. · Ency in this place seems to be put for malice or hatred. ? This secmis to be spoken ironically; the poverty of Margaret's father being a very frequent topic of reproach.
: Conveyance is here put for artifice and fraud.