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For wot* you not that I have made him sure + I have not seen a dapper Jack so brisk:
Unto our cousin, I the Earl of Glocester's heir ? He wears a short Italian hooded cloak,
Lan. Such news we hear, my lord.

Larded with pearl, and in his Tuscan cap K. Edw. That day, if not for him, yet for my A jewel of more value than the crown. sake,

While others * walk below, the king and he, Who in the s triumph will be challenger,

From out a window, laugh at such as we, Spare for no cost; we will requite your love. And flout our train, and jest at our attire. War. In this or aught your highness shall Uncle, 'tis this that makes me impatient. command us.

E. Mor. But, nephew, now you see the king is K. Edw. Thanks, gentle Warwick. Come, chang'd. let's in and revel.

Y. Mor. Then so am I, and live to do him (Bxeunt all except the elder MORTIMER and the

servico: younger MORTIMER.

But, whiles I have a sword, a hand, a heart, E. Mor. Nephew, I must to Scotland; thou

I will not yield to any such upstart. stay'st here,

You know my mind: come, uncle, let's away. Leave now to oppose thyself against the king :

(Bxeunt. Thou seest by nature he is mild and calm; And, seeing his mind so dotes on Gaveston,

Enter the younger SPENSER † and BALDOCK. Let him without controlment have his will.

Bald. Spenser, The mightiest kings have had their minions ;

Seeing that our lord the Earl of Glocester's dead, Great Alexander lov'd Hephæstion,

Which of the nobles dost thou mean to serve ? The conquering Hercules for Hylas wept,ll

Y. Spen. Not Mortimer, nor any of his side, And for Patroclus stern Achilles droop'd :

Because the king and he are enemies. And not kings oply, but the wisest men;

Baldock, learn this of me: a factious lord The Roman Tully lov'd Octavius,

Shall bardly do himself good, much less us ; Grave Socrates wild Alcibiades.

But he that hath the favour of a king Then let bis grace, whose youth is flexible, May with one word advance us while we live. And promiseth as much as we can wish,

The liberal Earl of Cornwall is the man Freely enjoy that vain light-headed earl ; On whose good fortune Spenser's hope depends. For riper years will wean him from such toys. Bald. What, mean you, then, to be his Y. Mor. Uncle, his wanton humour grieves

follower ?

Y. Spen. No, his companion; for he loves me But this I scorn, that one so basely-born

well, Should by his sovereign's favour grow so pert, And would have once preferr'd me to the king. And riot it with the treasure of the realm,

Bald. But he is banish'd; there's small hope While soldiers mutiny for want of pay.

of him. He wears a lord's revenue on his back, 1

Y. Spen. Ay, for a while; but, Baldock, mark And, Midas-like, he jets ** it in the court,

the end.
With base outlandish cullions tt at his heels, A friend of mine told me in secrecy
Whose proud fantastic liveries make such show That he's repeald and sent for back again ;
As if that Proteus, god of shapes, appear'd. And even now a post came from the court

With letters to our lady from the king; "wot) So 4tos 1598, 1612.—2to 1622 "wrote."

And, as she read, she smil'd; which makes me + made him sure) i. e. affianced him.

think cousin) Equivalent here to niece. (So in Shakespeare's Homie, the King calls his nephew Hamlet

It is about her lover Gaveston. ** cousin ").

Bald. 'Tis like enough; for, since he was exil'd, $ the) So 4to 1698.-Not in 4tos 1612, 1622.

She neither walks abroad nor comes in sight. || The conquering Hercules for Hylas vept] 2tos 1598, 1612, The conquering Hector, for Hilas wept."-2to 1622,

But I had thought the match bad been broke off, " The conquering Hector did for Hilas weepe.

And that his banishment had chang'd her mind. He wears a lord's revenue on his back) So in Shake

Y. Spen. Our lady's first love is not wavering; spoare's Sec. Part of King Henry VI, act 1. sc. 3," She bears a duke's revenues on her back,"

My life for thine, she will have Gaveston. a lino, bo itobce: ned, which Shakespeare did not find in the original,- The First Part of the Contention, &c.

* others] So 4tos 1612, 1622.-2to 1598 “other." jets) i. e. struts.

Enter the younger Spenser, &c.] Scene, a hall in the it cullions) i. e. abject fellows,--scoundrels.

mansion of the Duke of Glocester.

not me;

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Bald. Then hope I by her means to be He wills me to repair unto the court, preferr'd,

And meet my Gaveston : why do I stay, Having read unto her since she was a child. Seeing that he talks thus of my marriage-day?Y. Spen. Then, Baldock, you must cast the Who's there? Baldock! scholar off,

See that my coach * be ready; I must hence. And learn to court it like a gentleman.

Bald. It shall be done, madam. 'Tis not a black coat and a little band,

Niece. And meet me at the park-pale presently. A velvet-cap'd cloak, fac'd before with serge,

[Exit BALDOCK. And smelling to a nosegay all the day,

Spenser, stay you, and bear me company, Or holding of a napkin in your hand,

For I have joyful news to tell thee of; Or saying a long grace at a table's end,

My Lord of Cornwall is a-coming over, Or making low legs * to a nobleman,

And will be at the court as soon as we. Or looking downward, with your eye-lids close, Y. Spen. I knew the king would have him And saying, “Truly, an't may please your home again. honour,”

Niece. If all things sort out, + as I hope they Can get you any favour with great men:

will, You must be proud, bold, pleasant, resolute, Thy service, Spenser, sball be thought upon. And now and then stab, as occasion serves.

Y. Spen. I humbly thank your ladyship. Bald. Spenser, thou know'st I hate such Niece. Come, lead the way: I long till I am formal + toys,


(E.reunt. And use them but of mere hypocrisy. Mine old lord, whiles he liv'd, was so precise, Bnter King EDWARD, I QUEEN ISABELLA, KENT, LANCASThat he would take exceptions at my buttons,


and Attendants. And, being like pins' heads, blame me for the bigness;

K. Edw. The wind is good; I wonder why he Which made me curate-like in mine attire,

stays: Though inwardly licentious enough,

I fear me he is wreck'd upon the sea. And apt for any kind of villany.

Q. Isab. Look, Lancaster, how passionate s he I am none of these common pedants, I,

is, That cannot speak without propterea quod.

And still his mind runs on his minion ! Y. Spen. But one of those that saith quando Lan. My lord,quidem,

K. Edw. How now! what news ? is Gaveston And hath a special gift to form a verb.

arriv'd? Bald. Leave off this jesting; here my lady Y. Mor. Nothing but Gaveston! what means

your grace?

You have matters of more weight to think upon: Enter KING EDWARD's Niece.

The king of France sets foot in Normandy. Niece. The grief for his exile was not so much

K. Edw. A trifle! we'll expel him when we As is the joy of his returning home.

please. This letter came from my sweet Gaveston :

But tell me, Mortimer, what's thy device What need'st thou, love, thus to excuse thyself?

Against the stately triumph we decreed ? I know thou couldst not come and visit me.

Y. Mor. A homely one, my lord, not worth (Reads.

the telling. I will not long be from thee, though I die ;

* coach) "The reign of Elizabeth is generally cited as This argues the entire love of my lord ;

the period when coaches were introduced into England, [Reads.

and under that term carriages of every kind have been When I forsake thee, death seize on my heart : considered as included; but long anterior to that reign But stay I thee bere where Gaveston shall sleep.

vehicles with whoels under the denomination of chairs,

cars, chariots, caroches, and whirlicotes were used in (Puts the letter into her bosom.

England. Mr. Markland on Carringes in England. See Now to the letter of my lord the king:

Archeologia, vol. xx.” COLLIER (apud Dodsley's 0. P.).

+ sort out] “i. e. succeed, or take effect. Sortir effect.

Cotgrave." REED (apud Dodsley's 0. P.). * lege) i. e. bows.

Enter King Edward, &c.] Scene, before Tyumoutla + formal) So 4to 1598.--Not in 4tos 1612, 1622. Castle. say] So 4tos 1612, 1622.-Not in 4to 1598.

$ passionate) i. e. sorrowfu



K. Edw. Pray thee, let me know it.

Enter GAVESTON. Y. Mor. But, seeing you are so desirous, thus it K. Edw. My Gaveston ! is;

Welcome to Tyomouth! welcome to thy friend ! A lofty cedar-tree, fair flourishing,

Thy absence made me droop and pine away; On whose top-branches kingly eagles perch, For, as the lovers of fair Danaë, And by the bark a canker creeps me up,

When she was lock'd up in a brazen tower, And gets unto the highest bough of all;

Desir'd her more, and wax'd outrageous, The motto, Æque tandem.

So did it fare * with me: and now thy sight K. Edw. And what is yours, my Lord of Is sweeter far than was thy parting hence Lancaster ?

Bitter and irksome to my sobbing heart. Lan. My lord, mine's more obscure than Gav. Sweet lord and king, your speech preMortimer's.

venteth t mine; Pliny reports, there is a * Aying.fisht

Yet have I words left to express my joy: Which all the other fishes deadly hate,

The shepherd, nipt with biting winter's rage, And therefore, being pursu'd, it takes the air: Frolics not more to see the painted spring No sooner is it up, but there's a fowl

Than I do to behold your majesty. That seizeth it: this fish, my lord, I bear;

K. Edw. Will none of you salute my Gaveston ? The motto this, Undique mors est.

Lan. Salute him! yes. – Welcome, Lord Kent. I Proud Mortimer! ungentle Lancaster!

Chamberlain ! Is this the love you bear your sovereign ?

Y. Mor. Welcome is the good Earl of Corn. Is this the fruit your reconcilement bears?

wall ! Can you in words make show of amity,

War. Welcome, Lord Governor of the Isle of And in your shields display your rancorous

Man ! minds?

Pem. Welcome, Master Secretary ! What call you this but private libelling

Rent. Brother, do you hear them? Against the Earl of Cornwall and my brother? K. Edw. Still will these earls and barons use Q. Isab. Sweet husband, be content; they all

me thus ?

Gav. My lord, I cannot brook these injuries. K. Edw. They love me not that hate my Q. Isab. Ay me, poor soul, when these begin Gaveston.

to jar !

(Aside. I am that cedar; shake me not too much ;

K. Edw. Return it to their throats ; I'll be thy And you the eagles; soar ye ne'er so high,

warrant. I have the jesses & that will pull you down; Gav. Base, leaden earls, that glory in your And Æque tandem sball that canker cry

birth, Unto the proudest peer of Britainy.

Go sit at home, and eat your tenants' beef; Though thou compar'st him to a flying-fish, And come not here to scoff at Gaveston, And threaten'st death whether he rise or fall, Whose mounting thoughts did never creep so low 'Tis not tbe hugest monster of the sea,

As to bestow a look on such as you. Nor foulest barpy, that shall swallow him.

Lan. Yet I disdain not to do this for you. Y. Mor. If in his absence thus he favours him,

(Draws his sword, and offers to stab GAVESTON. What will he do whenas || he shall be present? K. Edw. Treason ! treason! where's the Lan. That shall we see : look, where his lord

traitor ? ship comes !

Pem. Here, here !

K. Edw. Convey hence Gaveston; they'll * a) So 4tos 1612, 1622.--Not in 4 to 1598.

murder him. I flying fish] The Exocatus. See Plinii Nat. Hist. lib. ix. 19." REED (apud Dodsley's 0. P.).

| Kent] old eds. "Edw." (a mistake for Edm.", * fare) So 4to 1622.—2tos 1598, 1612, "sure." which is generally the prefix in the old edy, to Kent's + preventeth] i. e, anticipateth. speeches). That the present speech belongs to Kent, is # Pem. Here, here ! proved by the last line of it, -"Against the Earl of Corn K. Edw. Conwy hence Gareston ; they'll murder him) wall and my brother."

Old eds. (with various pointing), $ jesses) i, o, the short straps round the legs of the Pen. Here here King: conuey hence Gaueston, thail hawk, having small rings (called the varvels), to which

murder him. was fastened the falconer's leash.-Old eds. "gresses" (a (The word “King” is evidently a prefix which has cropt mistake for “gesses”).

by mistake into the text, though elsewhere in this play | whenas) i. e. when.

the speeches of Edward have the prefix Edu."

love you.

Gav. The life of thee shall salve this foul dis Y. Mor. My uncle's taken prisoner by the grace.

Scots. Y. Mor. Villain, thy life! unless I miss mine Lan. We'll have him ransom'd, man: be of aim.

[Wounds GAVESTON. good cheer. Q. Isab. Ah, furious Mortimer, what hast thou Y. Mor. They rate his ransom at five thousand done ?

pound. Y. Mor. No more than I would answer, were Who should defray the money but the king,

he slain. [Exit GAVESTON with Attendants. Seeing he is taken prisoner in his wars ? K. Edw. Yes, more than thou canst answer,

I'll to the king. though he live :

Lan. Do, cousin, and I'll bear thee company. Dear shall you both abide this riotous deed : War. Meantime my Lord of Pembroke and Out of my presence ! come not near the court.

myself Y. Mor. I'll not be barr'd the court for Gave Will to Newcastle here, and gather head. ston.

Y. Mor. About it, then, and we will follow Lan. We'll hale him by the ears unto the

you. block.

Lan. Be resolute and full of secrecy. K. Edw. Look to your own heads; his is sure War. I warrant you.

[Exit with PEMBROKE, enough.

Y. Mor. Cousin, an if be will not ransom him, War. Look to your own crown, if you back I'll thunder such a peal into his ears him thus.

As never subject did unto his king. Kent. Warwick, these words do ill beseem thy Lan. Content; I'll bear my part. — Holla ! years.

who's there? K. Edw. Nay, all of them conspire to cross me thus :

Enter Guard. But, if I live, I'll tread upon their heads

Y. Mor. Ay, marry, such a guard as this doth That think with high looks thus to tread me

well. down.

Lan. Lead on the way. Come, Edmund, let's away, and levy men:

Guard. Whither will your lordships ? 'Tis war that must abate these barons' pride. Y. Mor. Whitber else but to the king? (Exeunt King EDWARD, QUEEN ISABELLA, and

Guard. His highness is dispos'd to be alone. KENT.

Lan. Why, so he may; but we will speak to War. Let's to our castles, for the king is

him. mov'd.

Guard. You may not in, my lord. Y. Mor. Mov'd may he be, and perish in his

Y. Mor. May we not? wrath ! Lan. Cousin, it is no dealing with him now;

Enter King EDWARD and KENT.* He means to make us stoop by force of arms;

K. Edw. How now! And therefore let us jointly here protest

What noise is this? who have we there? is't To prosecute that Gaveston to the death.

[Going. Y. Mor. By heaven, the abject villain shall not

Y. Mor. Nay, stay, my lord; I come to bring live!

you news; War. r'll have his blood, or die in seeking it.

Mine uncle's taken prisoner by the Scots. Pem. The like oath Pembroke takes.

K. Edw. Then ransom him. Lan. And so doth Lancaster.

Lan. 'Twas in your wars; you should ransom Now send our heralds to defy the king;

him. And make the people swear to put him down.

Y. Mor. And you shall ransom him, or else-
Kent. What, Mortimer, you will not threaten

Enter a Messenger.

K. Edw. Quiet yourself; you shall have the Y. Mor. Letters from whence ?

broad seal, Mes. From Scotland, my lord.

To gather for him th[o]roughout the realm. [Giving letters to MORTIMER. Lan. Why, how now, cousin ! how fare all our

Enter King Eurard and Kent) A change of scene is friends?

supposed here-to the interior of Tynmouth-Castle.


Lan. Your minion Gaveston bath taught you this. Lan. The northern borderers, seeing their

Y. Mor. My lord, the family of the Mortimers houses burnt, Are not so poor, but, would they sell their land, Their wives and children slain, run up and down, 'Twould* levy men enough to anger you. Cursing the name of thee and Gaveston. We never beg, but use such prayers as these. Y. Mor. When wert thou in the field with K. Edw. Shall I still be haunted + thus?

banner * spread, Y. Mor. Nay, now you are here alone, I'll But once? and then thy soldiers march'd like speak my mind.

players, Lan. And so will I ; and then, my lord, farewell. With garish robes, not armour; and thyself, Y. Mor. The idle triumphs, masks, lascivious Bedaub'd with gold, rode laughing at the rest, shows,

Nodding and shaking of thy spangled crest, And prodigal gifts bestow'd on Gaveston, Where women's favours hung like labels down. Have drawn thy treasury dry, and made thee Lan. And thereof came it that the fileering weak ;

Scots, The murmuring commons, overstretched, break. $ To England's high disgrace, have made this Lan. Look for rebellion, look to be depos'd :

jig;t Thy garrisons are beaten out of France,

Maids of England, I sore may you mourn, And, lame and poor, lie groaning at the gates ; For your lemans $ you have lost at BannocksThe wild Oneil, with swarms of Irish kerns, Il


Lives uncontrolld within the English pale; With a heave and a ho / ||
Unto the walls of York the Scots make road, ** What weeneth the king of England
And, unresisted, drive away rich spoils.

So soon to have won Scotland Y. Mor. The haughty Dane commands the With a rombelow / rom below narrow seas, ++

Y. Mor. Wigmore shall fly, to get my uncle While in the harbour ride thy ships unrigg'd.

free. Lan. What foreign prince sends thee ambas Lan. And, when 'tis gone, our swords shall sadors?

purchase more. Y. Mor. Who loves thee, but a sort II of If you be mov'd, revenge it as

you can: flatterers ?

Look next to see us with our ensigns spread. Lan. Thy gentle queen, sole sister to Valois,

[Erit with Y. MORTIMER. Complains that thou hast left her all forlorn. K. Edw. My swelling heart for tt very anger Y. Mor. Thy court is naked, being bereft of breaks : those

How oft bave I been baited by these peers, That make a king seem glorious to the world, And dare not be reveng'd, for their power is I mean the peers, whom thou shouldst dearly love; great ! Libels are cast again $$ thee in the street; Yet, shall the crowing of these cockerels Ballads and rhymes made of thy overthrow. Affright a lion ? Edward, unfold thy paws,

And let their lives'-blood slake thy fury's * 'Twould) So 4tos 1612, 1622.—2to 1598 “Would."

hunger. A haunted] One modern editor prints "taunted."-But compare, in our author's Faustus, 4to, 1616, shall I be

If I be cruel and grow tyrannous, haunted still?" see p. 126, sec. col.

Now let them thank themselves, and rue too thy treasury dry, and made thee weak) So 4tos 1612,

late. 1622. ---260 1598 thy treasure drie, and made the veake." $ break) so the modern editors.-0!d eds. "hath."

Kent. My lord, I see your love to Gaveston || Irish kerns) i. 1. Irish foot-soldiers of the lowest description.

* banner) So 4tos 1598, 1612.—2to 1622 “banners." | makej Old ods. “made," and in the next line t jig] i, e. ballad. “drane"; but th present tense is obviously nocessary 1 Maids of England, &c.) Taken (with very slight vari. here.

ations) from Falyan's Chron. vol. ii. fol. 169, ed. 1559. *" road) i. e. ilidad.

§ lemans) i. e. lovers. #1 The haughty Dane commands the narrow sas) So in I With a heare and a ha! The Third Part af K. Henry VI, act i, sc. 1,-"Stern Fulconbridge commande the narrow seas,"-a line re With a rombelow ! ] Common burdens to songs : see tained by Shakopcare from The true Tragedie of Richard Skelton's Works, ii. 110, ed. Dyce. Duke of York.

Wigmore) “Mortimer junior was of Wigmore." #1 sort) i, e set.

GILCHRIST (apud Dodsley's 0. P.). $$ again) i e. against. So 4to 1598.—2tos 1612, 1622, ** as) So 4tos 1598, 1612.—2to 1822“ if." "against."

tt for) So 4tos 1598, 1612.-2to 1622 with."

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