Glo. And you shall have your will, because our king: K. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too? No; God forbid, that I should wish them sever'd K. Edw. Setting your scorns, and your mislike aside, Should not become my wife, and England's queen :--- Speak freely what you think. Clar. Then this is my opinion, that king Lewis Becomes your enemy, for mocking him About the marriage of the lady Bona. Glo. And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge, Is now dishonoured by this new marriage. K. Edw. What, if both Lewis and Warwick be appeased, By such invention as I can devise? Mont. Yet to have join'd with France in such alliance, Mont. Yes; but the safer, when 'tis back'd with France. Clar. For this one speech, lord Hastings well deserves To have the heir of the lord Hungerford. K. Edw. Ay, what of that; it was my will, and grant; And, for this once, my will shall stand for law. Glo. And yet, methinks, your grace hath not done well, To give the heir and daughter of lord Scales Unto the brother of your loving bride; She better would have fitted me, or Clarence: But in your bride you bury brotherhood. Clar. Or else you would not have bestow'd the heir* Of the lord Bonville on your new wife's son, And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere. K. Edw. Alas, poor Clarence, is it for a wife That thou art malecontent? I will provide thee. Clar. In choosing for yourself you show'd your judgment; Which being shallow, you shall give me leave To play the broker in mine own behalf; And, to that end, I shortly mind to leave you. K. Edw. Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king, And not be tied unto his brother's will. Q. Eliz. My lords, before it pleased his majesty * Heiress. To raise my state to title of a queen, Do me but right, and you must all confess And meaner than myself have had like fortune. So your dislikes, to whom I would be pleasing, Do cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow. K. Edw. My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns: What danger, or what sorrow can befall thee, So long as Edward is thy constant friend, And their true sovereign, whom they must obey? Enter a MESSENGER. K. Edw. Now, messenger, what letters, or what news, From France ? Mess. My sovereign liege, no letters; and few words, But such as I, without your special pardon, Dare not relate. K. Edw. Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief, [Aside. K. Edw. Is Lewis so brave? belike, he thinks me Henry. But what said lady Bona to my marriage? Mess. These were her words, utter'd with mild disdain : Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, I'll wear the willow garland for his sake. K. Edw. I blame not her, she could say little less She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen For I have heard, that she was there in place." Mess. Tell him, quoth she, my mourning weeds are done,ț And I am ready to put armour on. K. Edw. Belike, she minds to play the Amazon. But what said Warwick to these injuries? Mess. He, more incensed against your majesty Than all the rest, discharged me with these words: And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. K. Edw. Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so proud words? Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd: They shall have wars, and pay for their presumption. But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret? VOL. III. * Present. + Thrown off. R Mess. Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link'd in friendship, That young prince Edward marries Warwick's daughter. Clar. Belike, the elder; Clarence will have the younger. Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast, For 1 will hence to Warwick's other daughter; That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage I may not prove inferior to yourself. You, that love me and Warwick, follow me. Glo. Not I: [Exit CLARENCE, and SOMERSET follows. My thoughts aim at a further matter; I [Aside. K. Edw. Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick! [Exeunt PEMBROKE and STAFFORD. I rather wish you foes, than hollow friends; Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves true! SCENE II-A Plain in Warwickshire. [Exeunt. Enter WARWICK and OXFORD, with French and other Forces. Enter CLARENCE and SOMERSET. But, see, where Somerset and Clarence come;— Clar. Fear not that, my lord. War. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Warwick; And welcome, Somerset:-I hold it cowardice, To rest mistrustful where a noble heart Hath pawn'd an open hand in sign of love; Else might I think, that Clarence, Edward's brother, Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings; But welcome, Clarence; my daughter shall be thine. We may surprise and take him at our pleasure? With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents, [They all cry, Henry! Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort: SCENE III.-Edward's Camp, near Warwick. Enter certain WATCHMEN, to guard the King's tent. 1 Watch. Come on, my masters, each man take his stand; The king, by this, is set him down to sleep. 2 Watch. What, will he not to-bed? 1 Watch. Why, no: for he hath made a solemn vow Never to lie and take his natural rest, Till Warwick, or himself, be quite suppress'd. 2 Watch. To-morrow then, belike, shall be the day, If Warwick be so near as men report. 3 Watch. But say, I pray, what nobleman is that, That with the king here resteth in his tent? 1 Watch. 'Tis the lord Hastings, the king's chiefest friend. 3 Watch. O, is it so? But why commands the king, That his chief followers lodge in towns about him, While he himself keepeth in the cold field? 2 Watch. "Tis the more honour, because more dangerous. 3 Watch. Ay; but give me worship and quietness, I like it better than a dangerous honour. If Warwick knew in what estate he stands, 'Tis to be doubted, he would waken him. 1 Watch. Unless our halberts did shut up his passage. 2 Watch. Ay; wherefore else guard we his royal tent, But to defend his person from night-foes? Enter WARWICK, CLARENCE, OXFORD, SOMERSET, and Forces. War. This is his tent; and see, where stand his guard. Courage, my masters: honour now, or never! But follow me, and Edward shall be ours. *I. e. fatal to Troy. i Watch. Who goes there? 2 Watch. Stay, or thou diest. [WARWICK, and the rest, cry all-Warwick! Warwick! and set upon the guard; who fly, crying-Arm! Arm! -WARWICK, and the rest, following them. The Drum beating, and Trumpets sounding, re-enter WARWICK, and the rest, bringing the KING out in a gown, sitting in a chair; GLOSTER and HASTINGS fly. Som. What are they that fly there? War. Richard, and Hastings: let them go, here's the duke. K. Edw. The duke! why, Warwick, when we parted last, Thou call'dst me king? War. Ay, but the case is alter'd: When you disgraced me in my embassade, K. Edw. Yea, brother of Clarence, art thou here too? War. Then, for his mind,* be Edward England's king: [Takes off his crown. But Henry now shall wear the English crown, See that forthwith duke Edward be convey'd Unto my brother, archbishop of York. When I have fought with Pembroke and his fellows, I'll follow you, and tell what answer Lewis, and the lady Bona, send to him: Now, for a while, farewell, good duke of York. K. Edw. What fates impose, that men must needs abide; It boots not to resist both wind and tide. [Exit KING EDWARD, led out; SOMERSET with him. Oxf. What now remains, my lords, for us to do, But march to London with our soldiers? War. Ay, that's the first thing that we have to do; As far as his mind goes. [Exeunt. |