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(And much I need to help you, if need were ;)
The royal tree hath left us royal fruit,
Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time,
Will well become the seat of majesty,
And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign.
On him I lay what you would lay on me,
The right and fortune of his happy stars,
Which, God defend, that I should wring from him!
Buck. My lord, this argues conscience in your

grace ; But the respects thereof are nice and trivial, All cirsumstances well considered. You say, that Edward is your brother's son ; So say we too, but not by Edward's wife : For first he was contract to lady Lucy, Your mother lives a witness to his vow; And afterwards' by substitute betroth'd To Bona, sister to the king of France. These both put by, a poor petitioner, A care-craz'd mother to a many sons, A beauty-waning and distressed widow, Even in the afternoon of her best days, Made prize and purchase of his wanton eye, Seduc'd the pitch and height of all his thoughts To base declension and loath'd bigamy : By her, in his unlawful bed, he got This Edward, whom our manners call the prince. More bitterly could I expostulate, Save that, for reverence to some alive, I give a sparing limit to my tongue. Then, good my lord, take to your royal self

8 Want ability.

9 Minute.

This proffer'd benefit of dignity :
If not to bless us and the land withal,
Yet to draw forth


noble ancestry From the corruption of abusing time, Unto a lineal true-derived course.

May. Do, good my lord; your citizens entreat you. Buck. Refuse not, mighty lord, this proffer'd love. Cate. O, make them joyful, grant their lawful suit,

Glo. Alas, why would you heap those cares on me? I am unfit for state and majesty :I do beseech you, take it not amiss; I cannot, nor I will not, yield to you. Buck. If


refuse it,- -as in love and zeal,
Loath to depose the child, your brother's son;
As well we know your tenderness of heart,
And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse,'
Which we have noted in you to your kindred,
And equally, indeed, to all estates,--
Yet know, whe'r you accept our suit or no,
Your brother's son shall never reign our king ;
But we will plant some other in your throne,
To the disgrace and downfal of your house.
And, in this resolution, here we leave you;
Come, citizens, we will entreat no more.

[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and Citizens, Cate. Call them again, sweet prince, accept their

suit ;

If you deny them, all the land will rue it.

Glo. Will you enforce me to a world of cares? Well, call them again ; I am not made of stone,

I Pity.

But penetrable to your kind entreaties,

[Exit CATESBY. Albeit against my conscience and my soul.

Re-enter BUCKINGHAM and the Rest.

Cousin of Buckingham,—and sage, grave men,

will buckle fortune on my back,
To bear her burden, whe'r I will, or no,
I must have patience to endure the load :
But if black scandal, or foul-fac'd reproach,
Attend the sequel of your imposition,
Your mere enforcement shall acquittance me
From all the impure blots and stains thereof;
For God he knows, and you may partly see,
How far I am from the desire of this.

May. God bless your grace! we see it, and will

say it.

Glo. In saying so, you shall but say the truth.

Buck. Then I salute you with this royal title, Long live king Richard, England's worthy king !

All. Amen.
Buck. To-morrow may it please you to be crown'd?
Glo. Even when you please, since you will have

it so.

Buck. To-morrow then we will attend your grace; And so, most joyfully, we take our leave. Glo. Come, let us to our holy work again :

[To the Bishops. Farewell, good cousin ;-farewell, gentle friends.



SCENE I. Before the Tower. Enter on one side, Queen ELIZABETH, Duchess of

York, and Marquis of Dorset; on the other, ANNE, Duchess of Gloster, leading Lady MARGARET PLANTAGENET, Clarence's young Daughter.,

Duch. Who meets us here?-my niece Plantagenet Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloster? Now, for my life, she's wand'ring to the Tower, On pure heart's love, to greet the tender prince. Daughter, well met. Anne.

God give your graces both A happy and a joyful time of day!

Q. Eliz. As much to you, good sister! Whither


Anne. No further than the Tower; and, as I guess, Upon the like devotion as yourselves, To gratulate the gentle princes there. Q. Eliz. Kind sister, thanks; we'll enter all to

gether :


And, in good time, here the lieutenant comes.-
Master lieutenant, pray you, by your leave,
How doth the prince, and my young son of York?

Brak. Right well, dear madam : By your patience,
I may not suffer you to visit them ;
The king hath strictly charg'd the contrary.

Q. Eliz. The king! who's that?

I mean, the lord protector. Q. Eliz. The Lord protect him from that kingly

title ! Hath he set bounds between their love, and me? I am their mother, who shall bar me from them?

Duch. I am their father's mother, I will see them. Anne. Their aunt I am in law, in love their mo

ther : Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame, And take thy office from thee, on thy peril.

Brak. No, madam, no, I may not leave it so ; I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me.



Stan. Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence, And I'll salute your grace of York as mother, And reverend looker-on of two fair queens.Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster.

[To the Duchess of Gloster. There to be crowned Richard's royal queen.

Q. Eliz. Ah, cut my lace asunder!
That my pent heart may have some scope to beat,
Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news.

Anne. Despiteful tidings ! O unpleasing news !
Dor. Be of good cheer :-Mother, how fares your

Q. Eliz. O Dorset, speak not to me,


Death and destruction dog thee at the heels ;
Thy mother's name is ominous to children:
If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas, .

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