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May. But, my good Lord,

your Grace's word shall serve,

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And do not doubt, right noble Princes both,
But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens

With all your just proceedings in this case.

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Glo. And to that end we wish'd your Lordship here,

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To avoid the censures of the carping world.
Buck, But since you came too late of our intent,
Yet witness what you hear we did intenda
And so,
my good Lord Mayor, we bid farewell.
[Exit Lord Mayor.
Glo. Go, after, after, cousin Buckingham.
The Mayor towards Guildhall hies him in all
post:

There, at your meetest vantage of the time,
Infer the bastardy of Edward's children:
Tell them, how Edward put to death a citizen,
Only for saying he would make his son
Heir to the crown; meaning, indeed, his house,
Which, by the sign thereof, was termed so.
Moreover, urge his hateful luxury,

And bestial appetite in change of lust;

Which stretch'd unto their servants, daughters, wives,

Even where his raging eye, or savage heart, I Without control, listed to make his preya o in3 Nay, for a need, thus far come near my per-"!

son:

Tell them, when that ny mother went with a child

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Of that insatiate Edward, noble York,
My princely father, then had wars in France;
And, by just computation of the time,

Found, that the issue was not his begot; paten

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Which well appeared in his lineaments,
Being nothing like the noble Duke my father ;
Yet touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off;"
Because, my Lord, you know, my mother lives.
Buck. Doubt not, my Lord; PI play the

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As if the golden fee, for which I plead,
Were for myself: and so, my Lord, adieu.
Glo. If you thrive well, bring them to Bay-
nard's castle;

Where you shall find me well accompanied,
With reverend fathers, and well-learned Bishops.
Buck. I go; and, towards three or four o'clock,
Look for the news that the Guild-hall affords.

Glo. Go, Lovel,

[Exit BUCKINGHAM. with all speed to Doctor Shaw,

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Go thon [to CAT.] to friar Penker;

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bid them

Meet me, within this hour, at Baynard's castle.
[Exeunt LovEL and CATESBY.
Now will I in, to take some privy order
To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight;
And to give notice, that no manner of person
Have, any time, recourse unto the Princes.

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That it may be to-day read o'er in Paul's.
And mark how well the sequel haugs together;
Eleven hours I have spent to write it over.
For yesternight by Catesby was it sent me
The precedent was full as long a doing:
And yet within these five hours Hastings liv'd,
Untainted, unexamin'd, free, at liberty.
Here's a good world the while!

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Who is so

That cannot see this palpable device?
Yet who so bold, but says he sees it not?
Bad is the world; and all will come to nought,
When such bad dealing must be seen in thought.
[Exit.

SCENE VII.

The same. Court of Baynard's Castle.

Enter GLOSTER, and BUCKINGHAM, meeting.

Glo. How now, how now? what say the ci tizens?

Buck. Now by the holy mother of our Lord, The citizens are mum, say not a word.,

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Glo. Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's
children?

Buck. I did; with his contract with Lady Lucy,
And his contract by deputy in France;
The insatiate greediness of his desires,
And his enforcement of the city wives;
His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,
As being got, your father then in France;

And his resemblance, being not like the Duke.
Withal, I did infer your lineaments,
Being the right idea of your father,

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Both

Lay' our form and nobleness of mind:

open all your victories in Scotland,
Your discipline in war, wisdom in peace,
Your bounty, virtue, fair humility;
Indeed, left nothing, fitting for your purpose,
Untouch'd, or slightly handled in discourse.
And, when my oratory grew to an end,

I bade them, that did love their country's good,
Cry God save Richard, England's royal
King!

Glo. And did they so?

Buck, No, so God help me, they spake not a word;

But, like dumb statuas, or breathless stones,
Star'd on each other, and look'd deadly pale.
Which when I saw, I reprehended them;

And ask'd the Mayor, what meant this wilful

His answer was,

silence:

the people were not us’d To be spoke to, but by the recorder.

Then he was urg'd to tell my tale again; Thus saith the Duke, thus hath the Duke ininferr'd;

But nothing spoke in warrant from himself.

When he had done, some followers of mine own,
At lower end o' the hall, hurl'd up their caps,
And some ten voices cry'd, God save King
Richard!

And thus I took the vantage of those few,
Thanks, gentle citizens, and friends, quoth I;
This general applause, and cheerful shout,
Argues your wisdom and your love to

Richard:

And even here brake off, and came away.

Glo. What tongueless blocks were they; Would they not speak ?

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Will not the Mayor then, and his brethren, come? Buck. The Mayor is here at hand; Intend some fear;

Be not you spoke with, but by mighty suit:
And look you get a prayer-book in your hand,
And stand between two churchmen, good my
Lord;

For on that ground I'll make a holy descant:
And be not easily won to our requests;

Play the maid's part, still answer nay,

take it.

and

Glo. I go; And if you plead as well for them,

As I can say nay to thee for myself,

No doubt we'll bring it to a happy issue.

Buck. Go, go, up to the leads; the Lor Mayor

knocks.

[Exit GLOSTER.

Enter the Lord Mayor, Aldermen, and Citizens.

Welcome, my Lord: I dance attendance here:
I think, the Duke will not be spoke withal.

Enter, from the Castle, CATESBY,

Now, Catesby? what says your Lord to my request?

Cate. He doth entreat your Grace, my noble
Lord,

To visit him to-morrow, or next day:

He is within, with two right reverend fathers,
Divinely bent to meditation;

And in no worldly suit would he be mov'd,
To draw him from his holy exercise.

Buck. Return, good Catesby, to the gracious

Duke;

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