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Cla. Are you call'd forth from out a world off
To flay the innocent? What is my offence?
1 Mard. What we will do, we do upon command. 2 Murd. And he that hath commanded is our king.
Clar. Erroneous vaffal! the great King of kings Hath in the table of his law commanded, That thou shalt do no murder; wilt thou then Spurn at his edict, and fulfil a man's? Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hand, To hurl upon their heads that break his law.
2 Murd. And that fame vengeance doth he hurl on thee,
For false forfwearing, and for murder too:
I Murd. And, like a traitor to the name of God, Didft break that vow; and, with thy treacherous Unripp'dft the bowels of thy fovereign's fon.
2 Murd. Whom thou waft fworn to cherish and defend. [law to us, 1 Murd. How canft thou urge God's dreadful When thou haft broke it in such dear degree? Clar. Alas! for whose fake did I that ill deed? For Edward, for my brother, for his fake; He fends you not to murder me for this:
For in that fin he is as deep as I.
If God will be avenged for the deed,
O, know you yet, he doth it publickly:
1 Murd. Who made thee then a bloody minister, When gallant-fpringing 2, brave Plantagenet, That princely 3 novice, was ftruck dead by thee? Cla. My brother's love, the devil, and my rage. Murd. Thy brother's love, our duty, and thy fault,
Provoke us hither now to flaughter thee.
Clar. If you do love my brother, hate not me; I am his brother, and I love him well. If you are hir'd for meed, go back again, And I will fend you to my brother Glofter; Who fhall reward you better for my life, Than Edward will for tidings of my death.
2 Murd. You are deceiv'd, your brother Glofter hates you.
Cla. Oh, no, he loves me, and he holds me dear : Go you to him from me.
Clar. Relent, and fave your fouls. Which of you, if you were a prince's fon, Being pent from liberty, as I am now,
If two fuch murderers as yourselves came to you◄◄◄ Would not intreat for life? as you would beg, Were you in my diftrefs,
1 Murd. Relent! 'tis cowardly, and womanish. Clar. Not to relent, is beaftly, favage, devilish.35 My friend, I spy fome pity in thy looks; O, if thine eye be not a flatterer,
Come thou on my fide, and entreat for me:
1 Mard. Take that, and that; if all this will
I'll drown you in the malmfey-butt within. [Exit.
45 How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands
I Murd. How now? what mean't thou, that thou help'ft me not? [have been. 50 By heaven, the duke fhall know how flack you 2 Murd. I would he knew that I had fav'd his brother!
Buck. And, in good time, here comes the noble
[duke. Glo. Good-morrow to my fovereign, king, and And, princely peers, a happy time of day! [queen; K. Edw. Happy, indeed, as we have spent the Brother, we have done deeds of charity; [day :Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate,
Between thefe fwelling wrong-incensed peers.
Glo. A bleffed labour, my moft sovereign liege.— 10 Among this princely heap, if any here, By falfe intelligence, or wrong furmife, Hold me a foe; if I unwittingly Have aught committed that is hardly borne By any in this prefence, I defire
Riv. By heaven, my foul is purg'd from grudg-15
And with my hand I feal my true heart's love.
K. Edw. Take heed, you dally not before your
Left he, that is the fupreme King of kings,
To reconcile me to his friendly peace: 'Tis death to me, to be at enmity;
I hate it, and defire all good men's love.Firft, madam, I entreat true peace of you, Which I will purchafe with my duteous fervice;20 Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham,
Haft. So profper I, as I swear perfect love.
Nor your fon Dorfet,-Buckingham, nor you ;-
Dor. This interchange of love, I here proteft,
Haft. And fo fwear I.
K. Edw. Now, princely Buckingham, feal thou With thy embracements to my wife's allies, And make me happy in your unity.
Buck. Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace, but with all duteous love
[To the Queen. Doth cherish you, and yours, God punish me With hate in thofe where I expect most love! When I have moft need to employ a friend, And most affured that he is a friend, Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, Be he unto me! This do I beg of heaven, When I am cold in love, to you, or yours. [Embracing Rivers, &c. K.Edw. A pleafing cordial,princely Buckingham, Is this thy vow unto my fickly heart. There wanteth now our brother Glofter here, To make the bleffed period of this peace.
This alludes to a proverbial expreffion, that Corafort's a cripple, and comes ever flow."
If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us ;-
Queen. A holy-day this fhall be kept hereafter :-
But his red-colour hath forfook his cheeks.
K. Edw. Is Clarence dead? the order was revers'd.
Glo. But he, poor man, by your first order died, And that a winged Mercury did bear; Some tardy cripple bore the countermand', 50 That came too lag to fee him buried:-
K. Edw. I pr'ythee, peace; my foul is full of forrow.
Stan. I will not rife, unless your highness hear me. K. Edw. Then say at once, what is it thou requeft'ft.
Stan. The forfeit ', fovereign, of my fervant's life; Who flew to-day a riotous gentleman, Lately attendant on the duke of Norfolk.
K. Edro. Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death,
And shall that tongue give pardon to a slave?
For him, poor foul.-The proudest of you all
Yet none of you would once plead tor his life.---
Dutch. My pretty coufins, you mistake me both: ̧ I do lament the fickness of the king,
As loth to lofe him, not your father's death;
it were loft forrow, to wail one that's loft.
Son. Then, grandam, you conclude that he is dead. The king mine uncle is to blame for this: God will revenge it; whom I will importune With earnest prayers, all to that effect.
Daugh. And fo will I. [love you well: Dutch. Peace, children, peace! the king doth Incapable and fhallow innocents,
You cannot guefs who caus'd your father's death. Son. Grandam, we can: for my good uncle Glofter Told me, the king, provok'd to 't by the queen, 15 Devis'd impeachments to imprison him: And when my uncle told me fo, he wept, And pitied me, and kindly kifs'd my cheek; Bade me rely on him, as on my father,
And he would love me dearly as his child. Dutch. Ah, that deceit thould fteal fuch gentle fhapes,
And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice!
He is my fon, ay, and therein my shame,
Son. I cannot think it. Hark! what noife is this? Enter the Queen, diftractedly; Rivers, and Dorfet, after her.
30 Queen. Ah! who shall hinder me to wail and
To chide my fortune, and torment myself?
I ll join with black defpair against my foul,
Dutch. What means this fcene of rude impatience?
On me, and you, and mine, and yours, for this.--40If
G. These are the fruits of rafhnefs !-Mark'd
How that the guilty kindred of the queen
Dutch. Ah, so much interest have I in thy forrow, 45 As I had title in thy noble husband!
I have bewept a worthy husband's death,
That grieves me when I fee my fhame in him.
Enter the Dutchess of York, with the two children of 55 And pluck'd two crutches from my feeble hands,
Queen. Give me no help in lamentation,
I am not barren to bring forth laments:
Queen. Was neve: widow, had fo dear a lofs.
Dor. Comfort, dear mother; God is much dif
The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts,
Riv. Why with some little train, my lord of
Buck. Marry, my lord, left, by a multitude,
Glo. I hope, the king made peace with all of us;
Riv. And fo in me; and fo, I think, in all:
That you take with unthankfulness his doing:
Let him be crown'd: in him your comfort lives:
That it is meet fo few should fetch the prince.
Glo. Then be it fo: and go we to determine
Buck. My lord, whoever journeys to the prince,
As index 3 to the story we late talk'd of,
To part the queen's proud kindred from the prince.
40 Towards Ludlow then, for we'll not stay behind.
Edward the young prince, in his father's life-time, and at his demife, kept his houfhold at LudJow, as prince of Wales, under the governance of Anthony Woodville, earl of Rivers, his uncle by the mother's fide. The intention of his being fent thither was to fee juftice done in the Marches; and, by the authority of his prefence, to reftrain the Welchmen, who were wild, diffolute, and ill-disposed, from their accuftomed murders and outrages. 2. e. your opinions. 3 i. e. preparatory-by way of prelude.
1 Cit. No, no; by God's good grace, his fon
3 Cit. Woe to that land, that's govern'd by al
Because fweet flowers are flow, and weeds make haste.
[not hold Dutch. Good faith, good faith, the faying did In him that did object the fame to thee: [young, 5 He was the wretched'ft thing, when he was So long a growing, and fo leisurely,
3 Cit. Stood the ftate fo? no, no, good friends, 10
For then this land was famously enrich'd
O, full of danger is the duke of Glofter; [proud: 20
1 Cit. Come, come, we fear the worst; all will
3 Cit. When clouds are feen, wife men put on their
That, if his rule were true, he should be gracious. Arch. And fo, no doubt, he is, my gracious madam.
Dutch. I hope, he is; but yet let mothers doubt.
I could have given my uncle's grace a flout,
me hear it.
York. Marry, they fay, my uncle grew so fast,
Dutch. His nurfe! why, fhe was dead ere thou
Dutch. Good madam, be not angry with the
All may be well; but, if God fort it fo,
Enter a Meffenger.
"Tis more than we deserve, or I expect.
2 Cit. Truly, the hearts of men are full of fear:
You cannot reafon almoft with a man
Arch. Here comes a meffenger: What news?
That looks not heavily, and full of dread.
Mef. Well, madam, and in health.
2 Cir. Marry, we were fent for to the juftices. 40 Mef. The mighty dukes, Glofter and Bucking3 Cir. And fo was I; I'll bear you company.
Enter Archbishop of York, the young Duke of York,
Tork. Ay, mother, but I would not have it fo.
Queen. For what offence?
Mes. The sum of all I can, I have disclos'd;
Queen. Ah me, I fee the ruin of my house!
Upon the innocent and awless 4 throne :-
Dutch. Accurfed and unquiet wrangling days!
2 To be remembered is ufed by Shak3 Parkus is keen,
1 Wretched here means paltry, pitiful, being below expectation. speare to imply, to have one's memory quick, to have one's thoughts about one. Shrewd. 4i.e. not producing awe, not reverenced. To jut upon is to encroach.