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Where kings command. I was, I must confess, , I come,-in kindness, and unfeigned love,
Great Albion's queen in former golden days: First, to do greetings to thy royal person ;
But now mischance hath trod my title down, And, then, to crave a league of amity;
And with dishonour laid me on the ground; And, lastly, to confirm that amity
Where I must take like seat unto my fortune, With nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant
And to my humble seat conform myself. That virtuous lady Bona, thy fair sister,
K. Lew. Why, say, fair queen, whence springs To England's king in lawful marriage.
this deep despair ?

Q. Mar. If that go forward, Henry's hope is Q. Mar. From such a cause as fills mine eyes done. with tears,

War. And, gracious madam, [To Bona.] in And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in

our king's behalf

I am commanded, with your leave and favour, K. Lew. Whate'er it be, be thou still like thy- Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue self,

To tell the passion of my sov'reign's heart; And sit thee by our side: yield not thy neck Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears,

[Seats her by him. Hath plac'd thy beauty's image, and thy virtue. To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind Q. Mar. King Lewis,--and lady Bona, --hear Still ride in triumph over all mischance.

me speak, Be plain, queen Margaret, and tell thy grief; Before you answer Warwick. His demand It shall be eas'd, if France con yield relief. Springs not from Edward's well-meant honest Q. Mar. Those gracious words revive my

love, drooping thoughts,

But from deceit, bred by necessity : And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak. For how can tyrants safely govern home, Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis,- Unless abroad they purchase great alliance ? That Henry, sole possessor of my love, To prove him tyrant, this reason may suffice,Is, of a king, become a banish'd man,

That Henry liveth still : but were he dead, And forc'd to live in Scotland a forlorn; Yet here prince Edward stands, king Henry's son. While proud ambitious Edward, duke of York, Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and Usurps the regal title, and the seat

marriage Of England's true-anointed lawful king. Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour : This is the cause, that I, poor Margaret, — For though usurpers sway the rule awhile, With this my son, prince Edward, Henry's heir,– Yet heavens are just, and time suppresseth wrongs. Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid ; War. Injurious Margaret ! And, if thou fail us, all our hope is done : Prince. And why not queen ? Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help ; War. Because thy father Henry did usurp; Our people and our peers are both misled, And thou no more art prince, than she is queen. Our treasure seiz’d, our soldiers put to flight, Oxf. Then Warwick disannuls great John of And, as thou see'st, ourselves in heavy plight. Gaunt, K. Lew. Renowned queen, with patience calm Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain ; the storm,

And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the fourth, While we bethink a means to break it off. Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest; Q. Mar. The more we stay, the stronger grows And, after that wise prince, Henry the fifth, our foe.

Who by his prowess conquered all France : K. Lew. The more I stay, the more I'll suc- From these our Henry lineally descends. cour thee.

War. Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth Q. Mar. 0, but impatience waiteth on true discourse, sorrow :

You told not, how Henry the sixth hath lost And see, where comes the breeder of my sorrow. All that which Henry the fifth had gotten?

Methinks, these peers of France should smile at Enter Warwick, attended.

that. K. Lew. What's he, approacheth boldly to But for the rest, ---You tell a pedigree our presence?

Of threescore and two years ; a silly time Q. Mar. Our earl of Warwick, Edward's To make prescription for a kingdom's worth. greatest friend.

Oxf. Why Warwick, canst thou speak against K. Lew. Welcome, brave Warwick! What thy liege, brings thee to France ?

Whom thou obey’dst thirty and six years, [ Descending from his state. Queen And not bewray thy treason with a blush? Margaret rises.

War. Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right, Q. Mar. Ay, now begins a second storm to Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree? rise ;

For shame, leave Henry, and call Edward king. For this is he, that moves both wind and tide. Oxf. Call him my king, by whose injurious

War. From worthy Edward, king of Albion, doom
My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend, My elder brother, the lord Aubrey Vere,

for you ;

Was done to death ? and more than so, my father, | You have a father able to maintain you;
Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, And better 'twere, you troubled him than France.
When nature brought him to the door of death? Q. Mar. Peace, impudent and shameless War-
No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm, wick, , peace ;
This arm upholds the house of Lancaster. Proud setter-up and puller-down of kings!
War. And I the house of York.

I will not hence, till with my talk and tears, K. Lew. Queen Margaret, prince Edward, and Both full of truth, I make king Lewis behold Oxford,

Thy sly conveyance, and thy lord's false love ; Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside, For both of you are birds of self-same feather. While I use further conference with Warwick.

[A horn sounded within. Q. Mar. Heaven grant, that Warwick's words K.Lew. Warwick, this

is somepost to us, or thee. bewitch him not! [Retiring with the Prince and Oxford.

Enter a Messenger. K. Lew. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon Mess. My lord ambassador, these letters are

thy conscience, Is Edward your true king? for I were loath Sent from your brother, marquis Montague.To link with him that were not lawful chosen. These from our king unto your majesty War. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine And, madam, these for you"; from whoin I know honour.

not. K. Lew. But is he gracious in the people's eye? [To Margaret. They all read their letters. War. The more, that Henry was unfortunate. Oxf. I like it well, that our fair queen and

K. Lew. Then further, all dissembling set aside, mistress Tell me for truth the measure of his love Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his. Unto our sister Bona.

Prince. Nay, mark, how Lewis stamps as he War. Such it seems,

were nettled : As may beseem a monarch like himself. I hope, all's for the best. Myseli' have often heard him say, and swear,- K. Lew. Warwick, what are thy news ? and That this his love was an eternal plant;

your's, fair queen ? Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, Q. Mar. Mine, such as fill my heart with unThe leaves and fruit maintain’d with beauty'ssun; hop'd joys. Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,

War. Mine, full of sorrow and heart's disconUnless the lady Bona quit his pain.

tent. K. Lew. Now, sister, let us hear your firm K. Lew. What! has your king married the lady resolve.

Grey ? Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be And now, to sooth your forgery and his, mine :

Sends me a paper to persuade me patience ? Yet I confess, [To War.) that often ere this day, Is this the alliance that he seeks with France ? When I have heard your king's desert recounted, Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner? Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire. Q. Mar. I told your majesty as much before: K. Lew. Then, Warwick, thus,-Our sister This proveth Edward's love, and Warwick's hoshall be Edward's ;

nesty. And now forthwith shall articles be drawn War. King Lewis, I here protest,-in sight Touching the jointure that your king must make, of heaven, Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd :- And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss,Draw near, queen Margaret; and be a witness, That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's; That Bona shall be wife to the English king. No more my king, for he dishonours me; Prince. To Edward, but not to the English But most himself, if he could see his shame.king

Did I forget, that by the house of York Q.Mar. Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device My father came untimely to his death? By this alliance to make void my suit

Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece? Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend. Did I impale him with the regal crown? K. Lew. And still is friend to him and Mar- Did I put Henry from his native right; garet :

And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame? But if your title to the crown be weak,- Shame on himself! for my desert is honour. As may appear by Edward's good success, — And, to repair my honour lost for him, Then 'tis but reason, that I be releas'd

I here renounce him, and return to Henry : From giving aid, which late I promised. My noble queen, let former grudges pass, Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand, And henceforth I am thy true servitor; That your estate requires, and mine can yield. I will revenge his wrong to lady Bona,

War. Henry now lives in Scotland, at his ease; And replant Henry in his former state. Where, having nothing, nothing he can lose. Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd And as for you yourself, our quondam queen,- my hate to love;


And I forgive and quite forget old faults, And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. And joy, that thou becom'st king Henry's friend. There's thy reward ; be gone.

[Exit Mess. War. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned K. Lew. But, Warwick, thou, friend,

And Oxford, with five thousand men, That, if king Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle: With some few bands of chosen soldiers, And, as occasion serves, this noble queen Il undertake to land them on our coast, And prince shall follow with a fresh supply. And force the tyrant from his seat by war. Yet, ere thou go, but answer me one doubt ;'Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him : What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty ? And as for Clarence,—as my letters tell me, War. This shall assure my constant loyalty ;He's very likely now to fall from him ;

That if our queen and this young prince agree, For matching more for wanton lust than honour, I'll join mine eldest daughter, and my joy, Or than for strength and safety of our country. To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands.

Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng'd, Q. Mar. Yes, I agree, and thank you for your But by thy help to this distressed queen ?

motion : Q. Mar. Renowned prince, how shall poor Scn Edward, she is fair and virtuous, Henry live,

Therefore delay not, give thy hand to WarUnless thou rescue him from foul despair ? Bona. My quarrel, and this English queen's, And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable, are one.

That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine. War. And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with Prince. Yes, I accept her, for she well deyours.

serves it ; K. Lew. And mine, with her's, and thine, and And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand. Margaret's.

[He gives his hand to Warwick. Therefore, at last, I firmly am resolv'd,

K. Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers You shall have aid.

shall be levied, Q. Mar. Let me give humble thanks for all And thou, lord Bourbon, our high admiral,

Shall waft them over with our royal fleet.K. Lew. Toen, England's messenger, return I long, till Edward fall by war's mischance,

For mocking marriage with a dame of France. And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,

[Exeunt all but Warwick. That Lewis of France is sending over maskers, War. I came from Edward as ambassador, To revel it with him and his new bride : But I return his sworn and mortal foe : Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal. Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me, Bora. Tell him, In hope he'll prove a wi- But dreadful war shall answer his demand. dower shortly,

Had he none else to make a stale but me? 11 wear the willow garland for his sake. Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow. Q. Mar. Tell him, My mourning weeds are I was the chief, that rais'd him to the crown, laid aside,

And I'll be chief to bring him down again : And I am ready to put armour on.

Not that I pity Henry's misery, War. Tell him from me, That he hath done But seek revenge on Édward's mockery. [Erit.

me wrong;

at once.

in post;


think you

SCENE I.-London. - A room in the palace.

Flourish. Enter King Edward, attended ; Lady Enter GLOSTER, CLARENCE, SOMERSET, Mon

GREY, as Queen; PEMBROKE, Staffort),
TAGUE, and Others.

Hastings, and Others.
Glo. Now tell me, brother Clarence, what Glo. And his well-chosen bride.

Clar. I mind to tell him plainly what I think. Of this new marriage with the lady Grey ? K. Edw. Now, brother of Clarence, how like Hath not our brother made a worthy choice ?

you our choice, Clar. Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to that you stand pensive, as half malcontent?

Clar. As well as Lewis of France, or the earl How could he stay till Warwick made return? of Warwick; Som. My lords, forbear this talk ; here comes which are so weak of courage, and in judgment, the king.

That they'll take no offence at our abuse.


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K. Edw. Suppose, they take offence without K. Edw. Alas, poor Clarence ! is it for a wife, a cause,

That thou art malcontent? I will provide thee. They are but Lewis and Warwick; I am Edward, Clar. In choosing for yourself, you show'd your Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will. judgment; Glo. And you shall have your will, bécause which being shallow, you shall give me leave our king:

To play the broker in mine own behalf ; Yet hasty marriage seldom

proveth well. And, to that end, I shortly mind to leave you. K. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you of- K. Edw. Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be fended too?

king, Glo. Not I?

And not be tied unto his brother's will. No; God forbid, that I should wish them sever'd, Q. Eliz. My lords, before it pleas'd his majesty Whom God hath join'd together : ay, and 'twere To raise my state to title of a queen, pity

Do me but right, and you must all confess To sunder them that yoke so well together. That I was not ignoble of descent, K. Edw. Setting your scorns, and your mis- And meaner than myself have had like fortune. like, aside,

But as this title honours me and mine, Tell me some reason, why the lady Grey So your dislikes, to whom I would be pleasing, Should not become my wife, and England's Do cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow. queen :

K. Edw. My love, forbear to fawn upon their And you, too, Somerset, and Montague,

frowns : Speak freely what you think.

What danger, or what sorrow, can befall thee, Clar. Then this is my opinion,—that king Lewis So long as Edward is thy constant friend, Becomes your enemy, for mocking him And their true sovereign, whom they must obey? About the marriage of the lady Bona.

Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too, Glo. And Warwick, doing what you gave in Unless they seek for hatred at my hands : charge,

Which, if they do, yet will I keep thee safe, Is now dishonoured by this new marriage. And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath. K. Edw. What, if both Lewis and Warwick Glo. I hear, yet say not much, but think the be appeas'd,

[Aside. By such invention as I can devise ? Mont. Yet to have join'd with France in such

Enter a Messenger. alliance,

K. Edw. Now, messenger, what letters, or Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth

From France ? Gainst foreign storms, than any home-bred Mess. My sovereign liege, no letters; and few marriage.

words, Hast. Why, knows not Montague, that of itself But such as 1, without your special pardon, England is safe, if true within itself?

Dare not relate. Mont. Yes; but the safer, when 'tis back'd K. Edw. Go to, we pardon thee : therefore, in with France.

brief, Hast. "T'is better using France, than trusting Tell me their words as near as thou canst guess France :

them. Let us be back’d with God, and with the seas, What answer makes king Lewis unto our letters? Which he hath given for fence impregnable, Mess. At my depart, these were his very words; And with their helps only defend ourselves; Go tell false Edward, thy supposed king, -, In them, and in ourselves, our safety lies. That Lewis of France is sending over maskers, Clar. For this one speech, lord Hastings well To revel it with him and his new bride. deserves

K. Edw. Is Lewis so brave? belike, he thinks To have the heir of the lord Hungerford.

me Henry. K. Edw. Ay, what of that ? it was my will But what said lady Bona to my marriage ?

Mess. These were her words, utter'd with And, for this once, my will shall stand for law. mild disdain ; Glo. And yet, methinks, your grace hath not Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, done well,

I'll wear the willow garland for his sake. To give the heir and daughter of lord Scales K. Edw. I blame not her, she could say little less; Unto the brother of your loving bride ; She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen? She better would have fitted me, or Clarence : For I have heard, that she was there in place. But in your bride you bury brotherhood. Mess. Tell him, quoth she, my mourning Clar. Or else you would not have bestow'd weeds are done, the heir

And I am ready to put armour on. Of the lord Benville on your new wife's son, K. Edw. Belike, she minds to play the Amazon. And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere. But what said Warwick to these injuries?

what news,

and grant ;

Mess. He, more incens'd against your majesty Than all the rest, discharg'd me with these words;

Enter CLARENCE and SOMERSET. Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong, But, see, where Somerset and Clarence come ;And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. Speak suddenly, my lords, are we all friends? K. Edw. Ha! durst the traitor breathe out Clar. Fear not that, my lord. so proud words?

War. Then, gentle Clarence, welcome unto Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn’d:

Warwick; They shall have wars, and pay for their pre- And welcome, Somerset :- I hold it cowardice sumption.

To rest mistrustful, where a noble heart But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret ? Hath pawn’d an open hand in sign of love ; Mess. Ay, gracious sovereign ; they are so Else might I think, that* Clarence, Edward's link á in friendship,

brother, That young prince Edward marries Warwick's Were but a feigned friend to our proceedings : daughter.

But welcome, Clarence; my daughter shall be Clar. Belike, the elder ; Clarence will have thine. the younger.

And now what rests, but, in night's coverture, Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast, Thy brother being carelessly encamp'd, For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter ; His soldiers lurking in the towns about, That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage And but attended by a simple guard, I may not prove inferior to yourself.

We may surprize and take him at our pleasure ? You, that love me and Warwick, follow me. Our scouts have found the adventure very easy :

[Erit Clarence, and Somerset follows. That as Ulysses, and stout Diomede, Glo. Not I:

With sleight and manhood stole to Rhesus' tents, My thoughts aim at a further matter ; I And brought from thence the Thracian fatal Stay not for love of Edward, but the crown.


[Aside. So we, well cover’d with the night's black mantle, K. Edw. Clarence and Somerset both gone to At unawares may beat down Edward's guard, Warwick!

And seize himself; I say not-slaughter him, Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen ; For I intend but only to surprize him.And haste is needful in this desperate case. You, that will follow me to this attempt, Pembroke, and Stafford, you in our behalf Applaud the name of Henry, with your leader. Go levy men, and make prepare for war ;

[They all cry, Henry! They are already, or quickly will be landed: Why, then, let's on our way in silent sort : Myself in person will straight follow you. For Warwick and his friends, God and Saint [Exeunt Pembroke and Stafford. George!

[Ereunt. But, ere I go, Hastings,-and Montague," Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest, SCENE III.—Edwards camp, near Warwick. Are near to Warwick, by blood, and by alliance :

Enter certain Watchmen, to guard the king's Tell me, if you love Warwick more than me?

tent. If it be so, then both depart to him ; I rather wish you foes, than hollow friends : 1 Watch. Come on, my masters, each man take But if you mind to hold your true obedience,

his stand ; Give me assurance with some friendly vow, The king, by this, is set him down to sleep. That I may never have you in suspect.

2 Watch. What, will he not to bed ? Mont. So God help Montague, as he proves

1 Watch. Why, no: for he hath made a sotrue!

lemn vow, Hast. And Hastings, as he favours Edward's Never to lie and take his natural rest, cause!

Till Warwick, or himself, be quite suppress’d. K.Edw. Now, brother Richard, will you stand 2 Watch. To-morrow then, belike, shall be the by us?

day, Glo. Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand If Warwick be so near as men report. you.

3 Watch. But say, I pray, what nobleman is that, K. Edw. Why so; then am I sure of victory. That with the king here resteth in his tent? Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour, 1 Watch. 'Tis the lord Hastings, the king's Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power.

chiefest friend. [Exeunt. 3 Watch. O, is it so ? But why commands the

king, SCENE II.-A plain in Warwickshire. That hischief followers lodge in towns about him, Eater Warwick and OXFORD, with French and

While he himself keepeth in the cold field?

2 Watch. 'Tis the more honour, because more other Forces.

dangerous. War. Trust me, my lord, all hitherto goes well ; 3 Watch. Ay; but give me worship and quietThe common people' by numbers swarm to us. ness,

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