And ask the lady Bona for thy Queen So fhalt thou finew both these lands together. And having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread And then to Britany I'll cross the fea, T' effect this marriage, fo it please my lord. Edw. Ev'n as thou wilt, fweet Warwick, let it be; For on thy fhoulder do I build my Seat : And never will I undertake the thing, Wherein thy counfel, and confent, is wanting. And George, of Clarence; Warwick as our felf Rich. Let me be Duke of Clarence; George, of Glofter; For Glofter's Dukedom is too ominous. War. Tut, that's a foolish observation : Richard, be Duke of Glo' fter: now to London, [Exeunt. A CT III. SCENE, a Wood in Lancashire. Enter Sinklo and Humphry, with cross-bows in their U hands. SINKLO. NDER this thick grown brake we'll shroud our felves, For through this laund anon the Deer will come; Hum. I'll stay above the hill, fo both may shoot. Will fcare the herd, and fo my shoot is loft: In this felf-place where now we mean to ftand. Enter King Henry, with a prayer-book. K. Henry. From Scotland am I ftol'n ev'n of pure love, To greet mine own land with my wifhful fight: Thy place is fill'd, thy fcepter wrung from thee; Sink. Ay, here's a deer, whofe skin's a keeper's fee: Hum. Why linger we? let us lay hands upon him. Sink. Forbear a while, we'll hear a little more. K. Henry. My Queen and Son are gone to France for aid; And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick Is thither gone to crave the French King's Sifter And Lewis, a Prince foon won with moving words. She, She, on his left fide, craving aid for Henry; And in conclufion wins the King from her; To ftrengthen, and support King Edward's place. Hum. Say, what art thou that talk'ft of Kings and K. Henry. More than I feem, and lefs than I was born to ; A man at least, for lefs I fhould not be ; And men may talk of Kings, and why not I? Hum. Ay, but thou talk'ft, as if thou wert a King. K. Henry. Why, fo I am in mind, and that's enough. Hum. But if thou be a King, where is thy Crown? K. Henry. My Crown is in my heart, not on my head: Not deck'd with Diamonds and Indian Stones; Not to be feen : my Crown is call'd Content ; Hum. Well, if you be a King crown'd with Content, To go along with us. You are the King, King Edward hath depos'd: K. Henry But did you never fwear, and break an oath? Hum. No, never fuch an oath; nor will not now, K. Henry. Where did you dwell, when I was King of England? Hum. Here, in this country, where we now remain. K. Henry. I was anointed King at nine months old, My father and my grandfather were Kings; And you were fworn true Subjects unto me : And And tell me then, have you not broke your oaths? man? Ah, fimple men, you know not what you fwear. Obeying with my wind when I do blow, Sink. We are true Subjects to the King, King Edward. If he were feated as King Edward is. Sink. We charge you in God's name, and in the King's, To go with us unto the officers. K. Henry. In God's name lead, your King's name be obey'd; And what God will, that let your King perform; SCENE changes to the Palace. [Exeunt. Enter King Edward, Gloucefter, Clarence, and Lady K. Edw. B Gray. ROTHER of Glo'fter, at St. Alban's field His land then feiz'd on by the Conqueror: Glo. Your Highness fhall do well to grant her fuit: K. Edward. It were no lefs; but yet I'll make a pause. Glo. Glo. Yea! is it fo? I fee, the lady hath a thing to grant, Before the King will grant her humble fuit. Clar. He knows the game; how true he keeps the wind! Glo. Silence. K. Edw. Widow, we will confider of your fuit, And come fome other time to know our mind. Gray. Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay. May't please your Highness to refolve me now? And what your Pleasure is, fhall fatisfy me. Glo. Ay, widow? then I'll warrant you all your An if what pleases him, fhall pleasure you : me. Clar. I think, he means to beg a child of her. Glo. Nay, whip me then he'll rather give her two. Glo. You fhall have four, if you'll be rul'd by him. Gray. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then. K. Edw. Lords, give us leave; I'll try this widow's wit. Glo. Ay, good leave have you, for you will have leave; Till youth take leave, and leave you to the crutch. K. Edw. Now tell me, Madam, do you love your children? Gray. Ay, full as dearly as I love my felf. K. Edw. And would you not do much to do them good? Gray. To do them good, I would sustain some harm. K. Edw. Then get your husband's lands, to do them good. Gray. Therefore I came unto your Majefty. K, Edw. |