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Where shall we sojourn till our coronation?
Glo. Where it seems best unto your royal self. If I may counsel you, some day, or two, Your highness shall repose you at the Tower: Then where you please, and shall be thought most fit For your
best health and recreation. Prince. I do not like the Tower, of any place: Did Julius Cæsar build that place, my lord?
Glo. He did, my gracious lord, begin that place; Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edified.
Prince. Is it upon record? or else reported Successively from age to age he built it?
Buck. Upon record, my gracious lord.
Prince. But say, my lord, it were not register'd; Methinks, the truth should live from age to age, As 'twere retail'd to all posterity, Even to the general all-ending day. Glo. So wise so young, they say, do ne'er live long.
[ Aside. Prince. What say you, uncle? Glo. I say, without charácters, fame lives long. , Iniquity,
Aside. I one word
Prince. That Julius Cæsar was a famous man;
8 As 'twere retail'd to all posterity,] Retailed means handed down from one to another. 9 Thus, like the formal vice, Iniquity,
I moralize two meanings in one word.) The Vice of the old moralities was a buffoon character, whose chief employment was to make the audience laugh, and one of the modes by which he effected his purpose was by double meanings, or playing upon words. In these moral representations, Fraud, INIQUITY, Covetousness, Lurury, Gluttony, Vanity, &c. were frequently introduced. The formal Vice perhaps means, the shrewd, the sensible Vice.
For now he lives in fame, though not in life.-
Buck. What, my gracious lord ?
Prince. An if I live until I be a man, I'll win our ancient right in France again, Or die a soldier, as I liv'd a king. Glo. Short summers lightly' have a forward spring.
Enter YORK, HASTINGS, and the Cardinal. Buck. Now, in good time, here comes the duke
of York. Prince. Richard of York! how fares our loving
brother? York. Well, my dread lord; so must I call you
Prince. Ay, brother; to our grief, as it is yours: Too late he died, that might have kept that title, Which by his death hath lost much majesty.
Glo. How fares our cousin, noble lord of York?
York. I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord,
Glo. He hath, my lord.
And therefore is he idle?
Glo. He may command me, as my sovereign; But you have power in me, as in a kinsman.
York. I pray you, uncle, then, give me this dagger. Glo. My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart.
lightly-] Commonly, in ordinary course.
dread lord ;] The original of this epithet applied to kings has been much disputed. In some of our old statutes the king is called Rex metuendissimus. Johnson.
3 Too late he died,] i. e. too lately, the loss is too fresh in our memory.
Prince. A beggar, brother?
York. Of my kind uncle, that I know will give; And, being but a toy, which is no grief to give.
Glo. A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin. York. A greater gift! O, that's the sword to it? Glo. Ay, gentle cousin, were it light enough.
York. O then, I see, you'll part but with light gifts ; In weightier things you'll say a beggar, nay.
Glo. It is too weighty for your grace to wear.
lord? York. I would, that I might thank you as you
Uncle, your grace knows how to bear with him.
York. You mean, to bear me, not to bear with
Uncle, my brother mocks both
Buck. With what a sharp-provided wit he reasons!
Glo. My gracious lord, will't please you pass along? Myself, and my good cousin Buckingham, Will to your mother; to entreat of her, To meet you at the Tower, and welcome you. York. What, will you go unto the Tower, my
+ I weigh it lightly, &c.] i. e. I should still esteem it but a trifling gift, were it heavier, or perhaps, I'd weigh it lightly, i. e. I could manage it, though it were heavier.
Prince. My lord protector needs will have it so.
fear? York. Marry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost; My grandam told me, he was murder'd there.
Prince. I fear no uncles dead.
Prince. An if they live, I hope, I need not fear.
and Attendants. Buck. Think you, my lord, this little prating York Was not incensed by his subtle mother, To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?
Glo. No doubt, no doubt: 0, 'tis a parlous boy;
Buck. Well, let them rest.-
Cate. He for his father's sake so loves the prince,
not he? Cate. He will do all in all as Hastings doth. Buck. Well then, no more but this: Go, gentle
> Was not incensed] i. e. incited or suggested. 6
capable ;) here, as in many other places in these plays, means intelligent, quick of apprehension.
And, as it were far off, sound thou lord Hastings,
soundly. Cate. My good lords both, with all the heed I can. Glo. Shall we hear from you, Catesby, ere we
sleep? Cate. You shall, my lord. Glo. At Crosby-place, there shall you find us both.
[Exit CATESBY. Buck. Now, my lord, what shall we do, if we
perceive Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots? Glo. Chop off his head, man ;-somewhat we
Buck. I'll claim that promise at your grace's hand.
divided councils,] That is, a private consultation, separate from the known and publick council.