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Glo. It is too weighty for your grace to wear.
Glo. A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin.
York. I weigh it lightly, were it heavier.
call me. Glo. How? York. Little.
Prince. My lord of York will still be cross in talk ;-Uncle, your grace knows how to bear with him.
York. You mean, to bear me, not to bear with
Uncle, my brother mocks both
you Because that I am little, like an ape, He thinks that you should bear me on your
shoulders. Buck. With what a sharp-provided wit he reasons ! To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle, He prettily and aptly taunts himself : So cunning, and so young, is wonderful.
Glo. My gracious lord, will't please you pass along?
York. What, will you go unto the Tower, my lord ?
York. Marry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost;
Prince, I fear no uncles dead.
Prince. An if they live, I hope, I need not fear. · But come, my lord, and, with a heavy heart, Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower.
[Exeunt Prince, YORK, HASTINGS, Cardinal,
Glo. No doubt, no doubt : 0, tis a parlous boy;
Buck. Well, let them rest.-
way; What think'st thou ? is it not an easy matter To make William lord Hastings of our mind, For the instalment of this noble duke In the seat royal of this famous isle ?
Cate. He for his father's sake so loves the prince, That he will not be won to aught against him. Buck. What think’st thou then of Stanley? will not
he? Cate. He will do all in all as Hastings doth. Buck. Well then, no more but this : Go, gentle
And, as it were far off, sound thou lord Hastings,
Buck. Good Catesby, go, effect this business soundly.
(Exit CATESBY. Buck. Now, my lord, what shall we do, if we per
ceive Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots ?
Glo. Chop off his head, man ;--somewhat we will
And, look, when I am king, claim thou of me
Whereof the king my brother was possess'd.
Buck. I'll claim that promise at your grace's hand.
Glo. And look to have it yielded with all kindness.
Before Lord Hastings' House.
Enter a Messenger.
One from lord Stanley.
Hast. Cannot thy master sleep the tedious nights?
Mess. So it should seem by that I have to say.
Hast. And then,
Mess. And then he sends you word, he dreamt
there are two councils held; . And that
be determin'd at the one,
and him to rue at the other. Therefore he sends to know your lordship's plea
sure,If presently, you will take horse with him, And with all speed post with him toward the north,
To shun the danger that his soul divines.
Hast. Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord ; Bid him not fear the separated councils : His honour, and myself, are at the one; And, at the other, is my good friend Catesby ; Where nothing can proceed, that toucheth us, Whereof I shall not have intelligence. Tell him, his fears are shallow, wanting instance :8 And for his dreams—I'wonder, he's so fond9 To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers : To fly the boar, before the boar pursues, Were to incense the boar to follow us, And make pursuit, where he did mean no chase. Go, bid thy master rise and come to me; And we will both together to the Tower, Where, he shall see, the boar' will use us kindly. Mess. I'll go, my lord, and tell him what you say.
Cate. Many good morrows to my noble lord !
ring : What news, what news, in this our tottering state?
Cate. It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord ; And, I believe, will never stand upright, Till Richard wear the garland of the realm. Hast. How! wear the garland ? dost thou mean
the crown ? Cate. Ay, my good lord.
8 Example. 9 Weak,