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K. Edw. Now tell me, inadam, do you love your Such is the lightness of you common men.

children? But do not break your oaths; for, of that sin

L. Grey. Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty.

K. Edw. And would you not do much, to do them Go where you will, the king shall be commanded;

good ? And be you kings; command, and I'll obey. L. Grey. To do them good, I would sustain some 1 Keep. We are true subjects to the king, king

harm. Edward.

K. Edw. Then get your husband's lands, to do K. Hen. So would you be again to Henry,

them good. If he were seated as king Edward is.

L. Grey. Therefore I came unto your majesty. 1 Keep. We charge you, in God's name, and in K. Edw. I'll tell you how these lands are to be got. the king's,

L. Grey. So shall you bind me to your highness' To go with us unto the officers. pa

.service. X. Hen. In God's name, lead ; your king's name K. Edw. What service wilt thou do me, if I give be obey'd :

them? And what God will, then let your king perform ; L. Grey. What you command, that rests in me And what he will, I humbly yield unto. (Exeunt.

to do.

X. Edw. But you will take exceptions to my boon. SCENE II. - London. A Room in the Palace. L. Grey. No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it.

K. Edw. Ay, but thou canst do what I mean Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, CLARENCE, and

to ask, Lady Grey.

L. Grey. Why, then I will do what your grace K. Edv. Brother of Gloster, at Saint Albans' field

commands. This lady's husband, sir John Grey, was slain,

Glo. He plies her hard ; and much rain wears His lands then seiz'd on by the conqueror :

the inarble.

[Aside. Her suit is now, to repossess those lands;

Clar. As red as fire ! nay, then her wax must Which we in justice cannot well deny,


(Asile. Because in quarrel of the house of York

L. Grey. Why stops my lord ? shall I not hear The worthy gentleman did lose his life.

Gla. Your highness shall do well, to grant her suit; K. Edw. An easy task ; 'tis but to love a king. It were dishonour, to deny it her.

L. Grey. That's soon perform'd, because I am a K. Edw. It were no less; but yet I'll make a pause.

subject. Glo. Yea! is it so ?

X. Edw. Why then, thy husband's lands I freely I see, the lady hath a thing to grant,

give thee. Before the king will grant her humble suit.

L. Grey. I take my leave with many thousand Ciar. He knows the game; How true he keeps

thanks. the wind !

[ Aside. Glo. The match is made; she seals it with a curt'sy. Gla. Silence !

(Aside. K. Edw. But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love I K. Edw. Widow, we will consider of your suit; and come some other time, to know our mind. L. Grey. The fruits of love I mean, my loving L. Grey. Right gracious lord, I cannot brook

liege. delay :

K. Edw. Ay, but, I fear me, in another sense. May it please your highness to resolve me now; What love, think'st thou, I suc so much to get ? And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me.

L. Grey. My love till death, my humble thanks, Go. (Aside.] Ay, widow ? then I'll warrant you

my prayers; all your lands,

That love, which virtue begs, and virtue grants. An if what pleases him, shall pleasure you.

K. Edw. No, by my troth, I did not menu such Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch a blow.

love. Clar. I fear her not, unless she chance to fall. L. Grey. Why, then you mean not as I thought

(Aside. Gl. God forbid that! for he'll take vantages. K. Edw. But now you partly may perceive my


mind. K. Edw. How many children hast thou, widow? L. Grey. My mind will never grant what I pertell me.

ceive Clar. I think, he means to beg a child of her. Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.

[ Aside. K. Edw. To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee. Gło. Nay, whip me then; he'll rather give her L. Grey. To tell you plain, I had rather lie in

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prison. L. Grey. Three, my most gracious lord.

X. Edw. Why, then thou shalt not have thy house Gle. You shall have four, if you'll be rul'd by

band's lands. him.

(Aside. L. Grey. Why, then mine · honesty shall be my X. Edw. "Twere pity, they should lose their fa

dower; ther's land.

For by that loss I will not purchase them. L. Grey. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then. K. Edw. Therein thou wrong'st thy children K. Edw. Lords, give us leave; I'll try this widow's

mightily. wit.

L. Grey. Herein your highness wrongs both their Gl. Ay, good leave have you; for you will have leave,

But, mighty lord, this merry inclination Til youth take leave, and leave you to the crutch. Accords not with the sadness of my suit;

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K. Edw. Ay; if thou wilt say ay, to my re- That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring, quest:

To cross me from the golden time I look for! No; if thou dost say no, to my demand.

And yet, between my soul's desire, and me, L. Grey. Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an (The lustful Edward's title buried,) end.

Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward, Glo. The widow likes him not, she knits her brows. And all the unlook'd-for issue of their bodies,

[ Aside. To take their rooms, ere I can place myself ; Clar. He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom. A cold premeditation for my purpose !

[ Aside. Why, then I do but dream on sovereignty ; K. Edw. (Aside.) Her looks do argue her replete Like one that stands upon a promotory, with modesty ;

And spies a far-off shore where he would tread, Her words do show her wit incomparable.

Wishing his foot were equal with his eye ; All her perfections challenge sovereignty :

And chides the sea that sunders him from thence, One way, or other, she is for a king;

Saying -- he'll lade it dry to have his way: And she shall be my love, or else my queen.

So do I wish the crown, being so far off; Say, that king Edward take thee for his queen ? And so I chide the means that keep me from it; L. Grey. "Tis better said than done, my gracious And so I say I'll cut the causes off, lord :

Flattering me with impossibilities. I am a subject fit to jest withal,

My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much, But far unfit to be a sovereign.

Unless my hand and strength could equal them. K. Edw. Sweet widow, by my state I swear to Well, say there is no kingdom then for Richard ; thee,

What other pleasure can the world afford ?
I speak no more than what my soul intends ; I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap,
And that is, to enjoy thee for my love.

And deck my body in gay ornaments, L. Grey. And that is more than I will yield And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks, unto :

O miserable thought! and more unlikely, I know, I am too mean to be your queen :

Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns ! And yet too good to be your concubine.

Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb : K. Edw. You cavil, widow; I did mean, my And, for I should not deal in her soft laws, queen.

She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe I.. Grey. 'Twill grieve your grace, my son should To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub; call you - father.

To make an envious mountain on my back, K. Edw. No more than when thy daughters call Where sits deformity to mock my body; thee mother.

To shape my legs of an unequal size ; Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children : To disproportion me in every part, And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor, Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp, Have other some: why, 'tis a happy thing

That carries no impression like the dam. To be the father unto many sons.

And am I then a man to be belov'd ? Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen. O, monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought! Glo. The ghostly father now hath done his shrift. Then, since this earth affords no joy to me,

[Aside. But to command, to check, to o'erbear such Clar. When he was made a shriver, 'twas for As are of better person than myself, shift.

(Aside. I'll make my heaven -- to dream upon the crown K. Edw. Brothers, you muse what chat we two And, whiles I live, to account this world but lelle have had.

Until my mis-shap'd trunk that bears this bead, Glo. The widow likes it not, for she looks sad. Be round impaled with a glorious crown. K. Edw. You'd think it strange, if I should And yet I know not how to get the crown, marry her.

For many lives stand between me and home; Clar. To whom, my lord ?

And I, - like one lost in a thorny wood, K. Edw.

Why, Clarenee, to myself. That rents the thorns, and is rent with the threrns; Glo. That would be ten day's wonder, at the Seeking a way, and straying from the way : least.

Not knowing how to find the open air, Clar. That's a day longer than a wonder lasts. But toiling desperately to find it out, Glo. By so much is the wonder in extremes. Torment myself to catch the English crown: K. Edw. Well, jest on, brothers : I can tell you And from that torment I will free myself, both,

Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile: Enter a Nobleman.

And cry, content, to that which grieres my heart;

And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, Nob. My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken, And frame my face to all occasions. And brought your prisoner to your palace gate. I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall : K. Edw. See, that he be convey'd unto the I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk; Tower :

I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, And go we, brothers, to the man that took him, Deceive more slily than Ulysses could, To question of his apprehension.

And, like a Sinon, take another Troy : Widow, go you along; -Lords, use her honourable. I can add colours to the cameleon ;

[Exeunt King Edwarn, Lady Grey, Change shapes, with Proteus, for advantages, CLARENCE, and Lord.

And set the murd'rous Machiavel to school. Glo. Ay, Edward will use women honourably. Can I do this, and cannot get a crown? 'Would he were wasted, marrow, bones, and all, Tut! were it further off, I'll pluck it down. (ER SCENE III. - France. A Room in the Palace.

Q. Mar. Ay, now begins a second storm to rise ;

For this is he, that moves both wind and tide. Flourish. Enter LEWIS the French King, and Lady War. From worthy Edward, king of Albion,

Bona, attended; the King takes his state. Then My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend, enter Queen MARGARET, PRINCE EDWARD, her I come, - in kindness and unfeigned love, son, and the EARL OF OXFORD.

First, to do greetings to thy royal person ; K. Lew. Fair queen of England, worthy Mar- And, then, to crave a league of amity : garet,

(Rising. And, lastly, to confirm that amity Sit down with us; it ill befits thy state,

With nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant And birth, that thou should'st stand, while Lewis That virtuous lady Bona, thy fair sister, doth sit.

To England's king in lawful marriage. Q. Mar. No, mighty king of France; now Q. Mar. If that go forward, Henry's hope is done. Margaret

War. And, gracious madam, [co Bona.) in our Must strike her sail, and learn awhile to serve,

king's behalf, Where kings command. I was, I must confess, I am commanded, with your leave and favour, Great Albion's queen in former golden days : Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue But now mischance hath trod my title down, To tell the passion of my sovereiga's heart; And with dishonour laid me on the ground ; Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears, Where I must take like seat unto my fortune, Hath plac'd thy beauty's image, and thy virtue. And to my humble seat conform myself.

Q. Mar. King Lewis, - and lady Bona, hear K. Lew. Why, say, fair queen, whence springs

me speak, this deep despair ?

Before you answer Warwick. His demand Q. Mar. From such a cause as fills mine eyes Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest love, with tears,

But from deceit, bred by necessity ;
And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in cares. For how can tyrants safely govern home,

K. Lew. Whate'er it be, be thou still like thyself, Unless abroad they purchase great alliance ?
And sit thee by our side : yield not thy neck To prove him tyrant, this reason may suffice,

(Seats her by him. That Henry liveth still : but were he dead, To fortune's yoke, bat let thy dauntless mind Yet here prince Edward stands, king Henry's son. Still ride in triumph over all mischance.

Look therefore, Lewis, that by this league and Be plain, queen Margaret, and tell thy grief ;

marriage It shall be eas'd, if France can yield relief. Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour : Q. Mar. Those gracious words revive my droop. For though usurpers sway the rule a while, ing thoughts,

Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs. And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak. War. Injurious Margaret !" Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis,


And why not queen ? That Henry, sole possessor of my love,

War. Because thy father Henry did usurp; Is, of a king, become a banish'd man,

And thou no more art prince, than she is queen. And fored to live in Scotland a forlorn;

Oxf. Then Warwick disannuls great John of While proud ambitious Edward, duke of York,

Gaunt, Usurps the regal title, and the seat

Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain ; Of England's true-anointed lawful king.

And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth, This is the cause, that I, poor Margaret,

Whose wisdom was a niirror to the wisest ; With dis my son, prince Edward, Henry's heir,- And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth, Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid ; Who by his prowess conquered all France : And, if thou fail us, all our hope is done:

From these our Henry lineally descends. Scotland bath will to help, but cannot help;

War. Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth disOur people and our peers are both misled, Our treasure seiz'd, our soldiers put to flight, You told not, how Henry the Sixth hath lost And, as thou see'st, ourselves in heavy plight. All that which Henry the Fifth had gotten? K. Lew. Renowned queen, with patience calm Methinks, these peers of France should smile at the storm,

that. -While we bethink a means to break it off.

But for the rest, - You tell a pedigree Mar. The more we stay, the stronger grows Of threescore and two years; a silly time our foe.

To make prescription for a kingdom's worth. 7. Lew. The more I stay, the more I'll succour Oaf. Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against thee.

thy liege, Q. Mar. O, but impatience waiteth on true Whom thou obey'dst thirty and six years, Sorrow:

And not bewray thy treason with a blush ?
And see, where comes the breeder of my sorrow. War. Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right,

Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree?
Enter WARWICK, attended.

For shame, leave Henry, and call Edward king. K. Low What's he, approacheth boldly to our Oxf. Call him my king, by whose injurious doom presence ?

My elder brother, the lord Aubrey Vere, Q. Mar. Our earl of Warwick, Edward's greatest was done to death ? and more than so, my father, friend.

Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, X. Lew. Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings When nature brought him to the door of death ? thee to France ?

No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm, (Descending from his state. QUEEN This arm upholds the house of Lancaster. MARGARET rises.

War. And I the house of York.




K. Lew. Queen Margaret, prince Edward, and These from our king unto your majesty. -

And, madam, these for you; from whom, I know
Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside,
While I use further conference with Warwick.
Q. Mar. Heaven grant, that Warwick's words Oxf. I like it well, that our fair queen and nie

bewitch him not!

[Retiring with the Prince and OxrorD. Smiles at her news, while Warwick frownis at bis. K. Lew. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon thy Prince. Nay, mark, how Lewis stamps as he were conscience,

nettled : Is Edward your true king? for I were loath, I hope, all's for the best. To link with him that were not lawful chosen. K. Lew. Warwick, what are thy news? and War. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour.

yours, fair queen? K. Lew. But is he gracious in the people's eye? Q. Mar. Mine, such as fill my heart with un. War. The more, that Henry was unfortunate.

hop'd joys. K. Lew. Then further, all dissembling set War. Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discontent. aside,

K. Lew. What! has your king married the lady Tell me for truth the measure of his love

Grey ?
Unto our sister Bona.

And now, to sooth your forgery and his,
Such it seems,

Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?
As may beseem a monarch like himself.

Is this the alliance that he seeks with France? Myself have often heard him say, and swear, — Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner? That this his love was an eternal plant ;

Q. Mar. I told your majesty as inuch before : Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, This proveth Edward's love, and Warwick's The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun ;

honesty. Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,

War. King Lewis, I here protest, - in sight of Unless the lady Bona quit his pain.

heaven, K. Lew. Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve. And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss, – Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's; mine:

No more my king, for he dishonours me; Yet I confess, (to War.) that often ere this day, But most himself, if he could see his shame. When I have heard your king's desert recounted, Did I forget, that by the house of York Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire. My father came untimely to liis death? K. Lew. Then, Warwick, thus, - Our sister Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece? sball be Edward's;

Did I impale him with the regal crown? And now forthwith shall articles be drawn

Did I put Henry from his native right; : Touching the jointure that your king must make, And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame? Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd : Shame on himself: for my desert is honour. Draw near, queen Margaret, and be a witness, And to repair my honour lost for him, That Bona shall be wife to the English king. I here renounce him, and return to Henry: Prince. To Edward, but not to the English My noble queen, let former grudges pass, king.

And henceforth I am thy true servitor; Q. Mar. Deceitful Warwick ! it was thy device I will revenge his wrong to lady Bona, By this alliance to make void my suit ;

And replant Henry in his former state. Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend. Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd by K. Lew. And still is friend to him and Margaret :

hate to love ; But if your title to the crown be weak,

And I forgive and quite forget old faults, As may appear by Edward's good success, And joy that thou becom'st king Henry's friend. Then 'tis but reason, that I be releas'd

War. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned From giving aid, which late I promised.

friend, Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand, That, if king Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us That your estate requires, and mine can yield. With some few bands of chosen soldier,

War. Henry now lives in Scotland, at his ease; I'll undertake to land them on our coast, Where having nothing, nothing he can lose. And force the tyrant from his seat by war. And as for you yourself, our quondam queen, 'Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him : You have a father able to maintain you;

And as for Clarence, - as my letters tell me, And better 'twere, you troubled him than France. He's very likely now to fall from him; Q. Mar. Peace, impudent and shameless War- For matching more for wanton lust than honour,

Or than for strength and safety of our country. Proud setter-up and puller-down of kings !

Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng .I wiil not hence, till with my talk and tears, But by thy help to this distressed queen ? Both full of truth, I make king Lewis behold Q. Mar. Renowned prince, how shall prente Thy sly conveyance, and my lord's false love ;

Henry live, For both of you are birds of self-same feather. Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?

(4 horn sounded within. Bona. My quarrel and this English queen's at K. Lew. Warwick, this is some post to us, or thee. Enter a Messenger.

War. And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with you

K. Lew. And mine with hers, and thine, sa Mess. My lord ambassador, these letters are for

Margaret's. you;

Therefore, at last, I firinly am resolvid, No: from your brother, marquis Montague. You shall have aid.

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Q. Mar. Let me give humble thanks for all at Q. Mar. Yes, I agrec, and thank you for your

motion : *K. Lew. Then England's messenger, return in post; Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous, And tell false Edward, thy supposed king, - Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick; That Lewis of France is sending over maskers, And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable, To revel it with him and his new bride :

That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine. Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal. Prince. Yes, I accept her, for she well deBana Tell him, In hope he'll prove a widower,

serves it; shortly,

And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand. I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

[He gives his hand io WARWICK. Q. Mar. Tell him, My mourning weeds are laid K. Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers shall aside,

be levied, And I am ready to put armour on.

And thou, lord Bourbon, our high admiral, War. Tell him from me, That he hath done me Shall waft them over with our royal feet. – wrong i

I long, till Edward fall by war's mischance, And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. For mocking marriage with a dame of France. There's thy reward; be gone. [Erit Mess.

(Ereunt all but Warwick. X. Lev.

But, Warwick, thou, War. I came from Edward as embassador, And Oxford, with five thousand men,

But I return his sworn and mortal foe : Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle : Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me, And, as occasion serves, this noble queen

But dreadful war shall answer his demand. And prince shall follow with a fresh supply.

Had he none else to make a stale, but mc ? Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt ; Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow, What pledge lave we of thy firm loyalty ?

I was the chief that rais'd him to the crown, War. This shall assure my constant loyalty : - And I'll be chief to bring him down again : That if our queen and this young prince agrce,

Not that I pity llenry's misery, I'll join inine eldest daughter and my joy,

But seek revenge on Edward's mockery. [Erit. To him forthwitha in holy wedlock bands.


SCENE I. - London. A Room in the Palace. No; God forbid that I should wish them sever'd

Whom God hath join'd together : ay, and 'twere Enter GLOSTER, CLARENCE, SOMERSET, MONTAGUE,

pity, and others.

To sunder them that yoke so well together. Gło. Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think K. Edw. Setting your scorns, and your mislike, you

aside, of this new marriage with the lady Grey ?

Tell me some reason, why the lady Grey Hath not our brother made a worthy choice! Should not become my wife, and England's Clar. Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to

queen :France ;

And you too, Somerset, and Montague, How could he stay till Warwick made return ? Speak freely what you think. Som. My lords, forbear this talk ; here comes Clar. Then this is my opinion, - that king Lewis the king.

Becomes your enemy, for mocking him Flourish. Enter King Edward, attended; Lady

About the marriage of the lady Bona.

Glo. And Warwick, doing what you gave in Gery, as Queen ; PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, HAST

charge, INGs, and others.

Is now dishonoured by this new marriage. Gla. And his well-chosen bride.

K. Edw. What, if both Lewis and Warwick be Clar. I mind to tell him plainly what I think.

appeas'd, X. Edw. Now, brother of Clarence, how like By such invention as I can devise ? you our choice,

Mont. Yet to have join'd with France in such That you stand pensive, as half malcontent?

alliance, Clar. As well as Lewis of France, or the earl of Would more have strengthen'd this our commonWarwick;

wealth Which are so weak of courage, and in judgment, 'Gainst foreign storms, than any home-bred marThat they'll take no offence at our abuse.

riage. X. Edw. Suppose they take offence without a Hast. Why, knows not Montague, that of itself, cause,

England is safe, if true within itself? They are but Lewis and Warwick; I am Edward, Mont. Yes ; but the safer, when it is back'd Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will.

with France. Glo. And you shall have your will, because our Hast. 'Tis better using France, than trusting king:

France : Tet hasty marriage seldom proveth well.

Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas, K. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you offended which he hath given for fence impregnable, too?

And with their helps only defend ourselves; Glo. Not I:

In them, and in ourselves, our safety lies. ,


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