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* I'll te.I thee what befell nie on a day,
K. Hen. My crown is in my heart, not on my * In this self-place where now we mean to stand. 2 Keep. Here comes a man, let's stay till he be * Not deck'd with diamonds, and Indian stones, past.
* Nor to be seen: 'my crown is call'd, content ; Enter King HENRY, disguised, with a Prayer-book.
' A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy.
2 Keep. Well, if you be a king crown'd with K. Hen. From Scotland am I stol'n, even of pure content, love,
Your crown content, and you, must be contented To greet mine own land with my wishful sight. • To go along with us : for, as we think, . No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine; • You are the king, King Edward hath depos'd, * Thy place is fill'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee, And we his subjects, sworn in all allegiance, * Thy balm wash'd off," wherewith thou wast • Will apprehend you as his enemy. anointed:
* K. Hen. But did you never swear, and break No bending knee will call thee Cæsar now,
an oath? • No humble suitors press to speak for right,
* 2 Keep. No, never such an oath, nor will not * No, not a man comes for redress of thee
; for how can I help them, and not myself?
* K. Hen. Where did you dwell, when I was ' 1 Keep. Ay, here's a deer whose skin's a keep- king of England ? er's fee :
*2 Keep. Here in this country, where we now This is the quondam king; let's seize upon him. .
remain. * K. Hen. Let me embrace these our adversities; * K. Hen. I was anointed king at nine months * For wise men say, it is the wisest course. * 2 Keep. Why linger we ? let us lay hands upon * My father and my grandfather were kings; him.
* And you were sworn true subjects unto me: *1 Keep. Forbear awhile; we'll hear a little * And, tell me then, have you not broke your oaths ?
* 1 Keep. No; K. Hen. My, queen, and son, are gone to France For we were subjects, but while you were king. for aid;
* K. Hen. Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick • Is thither gone, to crave the French king's sister * Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear. "To wife for Edward : If this news be true, * Look, as I blow this feather from my face,
Poor queen, and, son, your labour is but lost; * And as the air blows it to me again, "For Warwick is a subtle orator,
* Obeying with my wind when I do blow, And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words. * And yielding to another when it blows, * By this account, then, Margaret may win him; * Commanded always by the greater gust; 'For she's a woman to be pitied much:
* Such is the lightness of you common men. * Her sighs will make a battery in his breast; * But do not break your oaths; for, of that sir * Her tears will pierce into a marble
, heart j
My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty. * The tiger will be mild, while she doth mourn; * Go where you will
, the king shall be commanded; * And Nero will be tainted with remorse,
* And be you kings; command, and I'll obey. * To hear, and see, her plaints, her brinish tears. *1 Keep. We are true subjects to the king, King * Ay, but she's come to beg; Warwick, to give :
Edward. She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry;
* K. Hen. So would you be again to Henry, He, on his right, asking a wife for Edward. * If he were seated as King Edward is. She weeps, and says her Henry is depos'd; 1 Keep. We charge you, in God's name, and in He smiles, and says-his Edward is install'd ;
the king's, * That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more: To go with us unto the officers. * Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong, •K. Hen. In God's name, lead; your king's name * Inferreth arguments of mighty strength ;2
be obey'd : * And, in conclusion, wins the king from her, * And what God will, then let your king perform; * With promise of his sister, and what else, * And what he will, I humbly yield unto. [Exeunt. * To strengthen and support King Edward's place. SCENE II. London. A Room in the Palace. * O Margaret, thus 'twill be; and thou, poor soul,
Enter King EDWARD, GLOSTER, CLARENCE, * Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn.3
and LADY GREY. 2 Keep. Say, what art thou, that talk'st of kings and queens?
'K. Edw. Brother of Gloster, at Saint Albans' 'K. Hen. More than I seem, and less than I was field born to:
“This lady's husband, Sir John Grey, was slain, "A man at least, for less I should not be; His lands then seiz'd on by the conqueror : And men may talk of kings, and why not'I ? Her suit is now, to repossess those lands ; 2 Keep. Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a "Which we in justice cannot well deny, king.
Because in quarrel of the house of York ‘K. Hen. Why, so I am, in mind:4 and that's The worthy gentleman did lose his life.” enough.
Glo. Your highness shall do well, to grant her 2 Keep. But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown?
* It were dishonour, to deny it her. 1 Thus also in King Richard II. :-
fighting on the side of King Henry; and so far is it from Not all the water in the rough rude sea
being true that his lands were seized by the conqueror Can wash the balm from an anointed king.' (Queen Margaret) that they were in fact seized by King It is observable that this line is one of those additions to Edward after his victory at Towton, 1461. The present the original play which are found in the folio and not in scene is laid in 1464. Shakspeare followed the old play the quarto.
in this instance; but when he afterwards had occasion 2 This line has already occurred in the former Act :- to mention this matter in writing his King Richard III 'Inferring arguments of mighty force.'
he stated it truly as he found it in the Chronicles. In In the old play the line occurs but once.
Act i. Sc. 2 of that play, Richard, addressing himself 3 The piety of Henry scarce interests us more for his to Queen Elizabeth (the Lady Grey of the present misfortunes than this his constant solicitude for the wel. scene,) says: fare of his deceitful queen.--Steevens.
In all which time you and your husband Grey 4 Malone thinks that there is an allusion here to an Were factious for the house of Lancaster ; old poem by Sir Edward Dyer, beginningMy mind (And, Rivers, so were you :)-was not your husband to me a kingdom is. See it in Percy's Reliques, 3d In Margaret's battle at Saint Albans slain? edition, vol. i. p. 293.
Malone says that this circumstarice, among numerous 5 This is in every particular a falsification of history. others, proves incontestably that Shakspeare was not Sir John Grey fell in the second battle of St. Albans the original author of this and the preceding plav
h. Edw. It were no less; but yet I'll make a L. Grey. I take my leave with many thousand
thanks. pause. Glo. Yea! is it so?
Glo. The match is made; she seals it with a 1 see, the lady hath a thing to grant,
curt'sy. Before the king will grant her humble suit.
‘K. Edw. But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love ? Clar. He knows the game; How true he keeps the wind ?
Aside. * L. Grey. The fruits of love I mean, my loving Glo. Silence !
liege. • K. Edw. Widow, we will consider of your suit;' * K. Edw. Ay, but I fear me, in another sense. And come some other time, to know our mind. What love, think'st thou, I sue so much to get? ‘L. Grey. Right gracious lord, I cannot brook · L. Grey. My love till death, my humble thanks,
delay: "May it please your highness to resolve me now;
my prayer virtue
* That love, which virtue begs, and virtue grants. "And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me. K. Edw. No, by my troth, I did not mean such
love. • Glo. [Aside.] Ay, widow ? then I'll warrant you all your lands,
* L. Grey. Why, then you mean not as I thought * And if what pleases him, shall pleasure you. 'Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch å blow. * K. Edw. But now you partly máy perceive my * Clar. I fear her not, unless she chance to fall.
[Aside. * L. Grey. My mind will never grant what I per* Glo. God forbid that! for he'll take vantages.
[Aside. * Your highness aims at, if I aim aright. 'K. Edw. How many children hast thou, widow? K. Edw. To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thec.
* L. Grey. To tell you plain, I had rather lie ir Clar. I think, he means to beg a child of her.
prison. [Aside. K. Edw. Why, then thou shalt not have thy hus
band's lands. Glo. Nay, whip me then; he'll rather give her
[ Aside. L. Grey. Why, then rnine honesty shall be my L. Grey. Three, my most gracious lord. Gio. You shall have four, if you'll be rul'd by For by that loss I will not purchase them. him.
K. Edw. Therein thou' wrong'st thy childres •K. Edw. 'Twere pity, they should lose their mightily father's land.
L. Grey. Herein your highness wrongs both then
and me. I.. Grey. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then.
merry K. Edw. Lords, give us leave; I'll try this wi. But, mighty lord, this dow's wit.
• Accords not with the sadness3 of
my Glo. Ay, good leave? have you; for you will Please you dismiss me, either with ay, or no. . have leave,
K. Edw. Ay; if thou wilt say ay, to my request : Till youth take leave, and leave you to the crutch. No; if thou dost say no, to my demand.
[GLOSTER and CLARENCE retire to the L. Grey. Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an other side.
end. * K. Edw. Now tell me, madam, do you love Glo. The widow likes him not, she knits her
(Aside. * L. Grey. Ay, full as dearly as I love myself.
Clar. He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom. * K. Edw. And would you not do much, to do
Aside, them good?
*K. Edw. (Aside.) Her looks do argue her re* L. Grey. To do them good, I would sustain
plete with modesty; some harm.
* Her words do show her wit incomparable; *K. Edw. Then get your husband's lands, to do * All her perfections challenge sovereignty: them good.
One way, or other, she is for a king; * L. Grey. Therefore I came unto your majesty. And she shall be my love, or else my queen.K. Edw. I'll tell you how these lands are to be Say, that King Edward take thee for his queen? got.
L. Grey. 'Tis better said than done, my gracious
lord : * L. Grey. So shall you bind me to your highness service.
I am a subject fit to jest withal, * K. Edw. What service wilt thou do me, if I But far unfit to be a sovereign. give them?
K. Edw. Sweet widow, by my state I swear to * L. Grey. What you command, that rests in me
thee, to do.
I speak no more than what
soul intends ;
my * K. Edw. But you will take exceptions to my And that is, to enjoy thee for my love. boon.
L. Grey. And that is more than I will yield unto. * L. Grey. No, gracious lord, except I cannot I know I am too mean to be your queen: do it.
And yet too good to be your concubine. * K. Edw. Ay, but thou canst do what I mean
K. Edw. You cavil, widow; I did mean, my to ask.
queen. * L. Grey. Why, then I will do what your grace
L. Grey. 'Twill grieve your grace, my sons should commands.
call you-father. * Glo. He plies her hard ; and much rain wears
K. Edw. No more, than when thy daughters call the marble.
thee mother. * Clar. As red as fire! nay, then her wax must Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children, melt.
[Aside. And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor, 1. Grey. Why stops my lord ? shall I not hear Have other some : why, 'tis a happy thing
To be the father unto many sons. K. Edw. An easy task; 'tis hut to love a king.
"Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen. L. Grey. That's soon perform’d, because I am a Glo. The ghostly father now hath done his shrift. subject.
[Aside. K. Edw. Why then, thy husband's lands I freely Clar. When he was made a shriver, 'twas for
[ Aside. K. Edu). Brothers, you muse what chat we two
my task ?
have had. I A very lively and spritely dialogue; the reciproca. tion is quicker than is common in Shakspeare.-John- 2 This phrase implies readiness of assent
3 i. e. seriousness. K
* Glo. The wi.low likes it not, for she looks very | * Then, since this earth affords no joy to me, sad.
* But to command, to check, to o'crbear such K. Edw. You'd think it strange if I should marry * As are of better person than myself,? her.
* I'll make my heaven---to dream upon the crown Clar. To whom, my lord ?
* And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell, K. Edw.
Why, Clarence, to myself. | * Until my misshap'd trunk that bears this head, Glo. That would be ten days' wonder, at the * Be round impaled with a glorious crown. least.
* And yet I know not how to get the crown, Clar. That's a day longer than a wonder lasts. * For many lives stand between me and home : ' Glo. By so much is the wonder in extremes. * And I,-like one lost in a thorny wood, K. Edw. Well, jest on, brothers : I can tell you * That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns, both,
* Seeking a way, and straying from the way Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. * Not knowing now to find the open air,
* But toiling desperately to find it out,-Enter a Nobleman.
* Torment myself to catch the English crown : Nob. My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken, 1 * And from that torment I will free myself
, • And brought your prisoner to your palace gate. * Or hew my way out with a bloody axe. K. Edw. See, that he be convey'd unto the Why, I can smile, and murder while I smile; Tower :
. And cry, content, to that which grieves my heart · ! And go we, brothers, to the man that took him, * And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, • To question of his apprehension.
* And frame my face to all occasions. ( Widow, go you along ;-Lords, use her honour- * I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid shall , able.
* I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk; [Exeunt King EDWARD, Lady Grey, * I'll play the orator as well as Nestor, CLARENCE, and Lord.
* Deceive more slily than Ulysses could, Glo. Ay, Edward will use women honourably: * And, like a Sinon, take another Troy; Would, he were wasted, marrow, bones, and all, I can add colours to the cameleon; • That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring, · Change shapes, with Proteus, for advantages, " To cross me from the golden time I look for! And set the murd'rous Machiavel4 to school, • And yet, between my soul's desire and me Can I do this, and cannot get a crown? * (The lustful Edward's title buried)
Tut! were it further off, I'll pluck it down. [Exit ' Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward, And all the unlook'd-for issue of their bodies,
SCENE III. France. A Room in the Palace. - To take their rooms, ere I can place myself:
Flourish. Enter Lewis, the French King, and A cold premeditation for my purpose!
LADY BONA, attended; the King takes his State. * Why, then I do but dream on sovereignty ;
Then enter QUEEN MARGARET, PRINCE ED* Like one that stands upon a promontory,
WARD her Son, and the EARL of OXFORD. * And spies a far-off shore where he would tread,
· K. Lew. Fair queen of England, worthy Mar * Wishing his foot were equal with his eye; * And chides the sea that sunders him from thence, Sit down with us : it ill befits thy state,
[Rising. * Saying-he'll lade it dry to have his way: * So do I wish the crown, being so far off ;
• And birth, that thou should'st stand, while Lewis
doth sit, * And so I chide the means that keep me from it; * And so I say—I'll cut the causes off,
Q. Mar. No, mighty king of France; now Mar* Flattering me with impossibilities.-
garet * My eye's too quick, my heart o’erweens too much, * Where kings command. I was, I must confess,
* Must strike her sail, and learn awhile to serve, * Unless my hand and strength could equal them. * Well , say there is no kingdom then for Richard ; * But now mischance hath trod my title down,
* Great Albion's queen in former golden days: * What other pleasure can the world afford ?
* And with dishonour laid me on the ground; "I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap, • And deck my body in gay ornaments,
* Where I must take like seat unto my fortune,
* And to my humble seat conform myself. And witch sweet ladies with my words and looks. ? O miserable thought! and more unlikely,
* K. Lew. Why, say, fair queen, whence springs "Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns !
this deep despair ?
* Q. Mar. From such a cause as fills mine eyes Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb :
And, for I should not deal in her soft laws
* And stops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in " To shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub; : To make an envious mountain on my back,
* K. Lew. Whate'er it be, be thou still like thy
self, Where sits deformity to mock my body; To shape my legs of an unequal size;
* And sit thee by our side : yield not thy neck * To disproportion me in every part,
[Seats her by him. Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp,
* To fortune's yoke, but let thy dauntless mind
* Still ride in triumph over all mischance. That carries no impression like the dam.
* Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief; And am I then a man to be belov'd ?
* It shall be eas'd, if France can yield relief. • O, monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought.
i It was an opinion which, in spite of its absurdity, Otherwise, he observes, the trunk that bears the head prevailed long, that the bear brings forth only shapeless is to be encircled with the crown, and not the head itself lumps of flesh, which she licks into the form of bears. 4 The old play reads with more propriety :It is now well known that the whelps of bears are pro
And set the aspiring Cataline to school.' duced in the same state with those of other animals. By which the anachronism is also avoided. Machiavel
is mentioned in various books of the poet's age as the 2 Richard speaks here the language of nature. Who. great exemplar of profound politicians. An amusing ever is stigmatized with deformity has a constant source instance of the odium attached to his name is to be of envy in his mind, and would counterbalance by some found in Gill's Logonomia Anglica, 1621 :-'Et ne sem. other superiority those advantages which he feels him- per Sidneios loquamur, audi epilogum fabulæ quam self to want. Bacon remarks that the deformed are docuit Boreali dialecto poeta, titulumque fuit reus Ma commonly daring; and it is almost proverbially observed chiavellus : that they are ill-natured. The truth is that the deform
Machil iz hanged ed, like all other mer, are displeased with inferiority,
And brenned iz his buks: and endeavour to gain ground by good or bad means,
Though Machil iz hanged as they are virtuous or corrupt.-Johnson.
Yet he iz not wranged, 3 j.e, encircled. Steevens would read with Hanmer :
The Di'el haz him fanged Until my head that this misshap'd trunk bears.'
In hiz cruket cluks.
*Q. Mar. Those gracious words revive my droop-1* That Henry liveth still : but were he dead, ing thoughts,
* Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry's * And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak. * Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis,- * Look therefore, Lewis, that by this league ard * That Henry, sole possessor of my love,
marriage, * Is, of a king, become a banish'd man,
* Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour : * And forc'd to live in Scotland a forlorn ;
* For though usurpers sway the rule awhile, * While proud ambitious Edward, duke of York, * Yet heavens are just, and iime suppresseth wrongs. * Usurps the regal title, and the seat
War. Injurious Margaret ! * Of England's true anointed lawful king.
And why not queen ? * This is the cause, that I, poor Margaret,
War. Because thy father Henry did usurp; * With this my son, Prince Edward, Henry's heir, And thou no more art prince, than she is queen. * Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid; Oxf. Then Warwick disannuls great John of • And, if thou fail us, all our hope is done :
Gaunt, « Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help ; Which did subdue the greatest part of_Spain; * Our people and our peers are both misled, And, after John of Gaunt, Henry the Fourth, * Our treasure seiz'd, our soldiers put to flight, • Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest; * And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight. And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth, * K. Lew. Renowned queen, with patience calm Who by his prowess conquered all France :
From these our Henry lineally descends. * While we bethink a means to break it off.
War. Oxford, how haps it, in this smooth disQ. Mar. The more we stay, the stronger grows
You told not, how Henry the Sixth hath lost * K. Lew. The more I stay, the more I'll succour All that which Henry the Fifth had gotten? thee.
Methinks, these peers of France should smile at * Q. Mar. O, but impatience waiteth on true
But for the rest --You tell a pedigree
To make prescription for a kingdom's worth.
• Oxf. Why, Warwick, canst thou speak against • K. Lew. What's he, approacheth boldly to our
" Whom thou obey'dst thirty and six years, presence ? Q. Mar. Our earl of Warwick, Edward's great- And not bewray thy treason with a blush ? est friend.
War. Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right, K. Lew. Welcome, brave Warwick! What brings Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree ? thee to France ?
For shame, leave Henry, and call Edward king. [Descending from his State, Queen
• Oxf. Call him my king, by whose injurious docm MARGARET rises.
My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere, * Q. Mar. Ay, now begins a second storm to rise ; Was done to death ? and more than so, my father, * For this is he that moves both wind and tide.
Even in the downfall of his mellow'd years, War. From worthy Edward, king of Albion,
• When nature brought him to the door of death ?3 My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend,
No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm, I coine,-in kindness, and unfeigned love,
This arm upholds the house of Lancaster. First, to do greetings to thy royal person ;
War. And I the house of York. And, then, to crave a league of amity;
K. Lew. Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and And, lastly, to confirm that amity
Oxford, With nuptial knot, if thou vouchsafe to grant
• Vouchsafe, at our request, to stand aside, That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sister,
. While I use further conference with Warwick. To England's king in lawful marriage.
* Q. Mar. Heaven grant, that Warwick's words • Q. Mar. If that go forward, Henry's hope is
bewitch him not ! done.?
[Retiring with the Prince and OXFORD. War. And, gracious madam, [T. Bona,] in our
• K. Lew. Now, Warwick, tell me, even upon thy king's behalf,
conscience, I am commanded, with your leave and favour, • Is Edward your true king? for I were loath Humbly to kiss your hand, and with my tongue
To link with him that were not lawful chosen. To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart;
War. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour. Where fame, late entering at his heedful ears,
K. Lew. But is he gracious in the peoples' eye? Hath plac'd thy beauty's image, and thy virtue.
War. The more, that Henry was unfortunate. 2. Mar. King Lewis,-and Lady Bona,-hear
K. Lew. T'hen further,-all dissembling set aside,
. Tell me for truth the measure of his love me speak, * Before you answer Warwick. His demand "Unto our sister Bona.
War. * Springs not from Edward's well meant honest love, * But from deceit, bred by necessity;
As may beseem a monarch like himself. * For how can tyrants safely govern home,
Myself have often heard him say and swear,* Unless abroad they purchase great alliance ?
That this his love was an eternal plant
Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground, prove him tyrant, this reason may suffice,
The leaves and fruit maintain'd with beauty's sun 1 This nobleman's embassy and commission, the insult he receives by the king's hasty marriage, and his Annales of W. of Wyrcester, that no open rupture had consequent resolution to avenge it, with the capture, im. taken place between the king and Warwick, up ti the prisonment, and escape of the king, Shakspeare found beginning of November, 1468; at least nothing appears in Hall and Holinshed; but later as well as earlier wri. I to the contrary in that historian, whose work is unforters of better authority, incline us to discredit the whole; tunately defective from that period. and to refer the rupture between the king and his poli. 2 There is nearly the same line in a former speech of tical creator to other causes. Perhaps we need seek no Margaret's. It is found in its present situation alone in further than that jealousy and ingratitude which is but the old play. too often experienced in ti ose who are under great obli- 3 This passage unavoidably brings to mind that ad. gations--too great to be discharged There needs no mirable image of old age in Sackville's Induction to the other proof how little our common histories are to be Mirror for Magistrates depended on, than this fabulous story of Warwick and His withered fist still knocking at death's door.' the Lady Bona. The king was privately married to 4 He means that Henry was unsuccesstul in war, the Lady Elizabeth Widville, in 1463, and in February, having lost his dominions in France, &c. 1465, Warwick actually stood sponsor to the Princess 5 In the language of Shakspeare's time, by an eter Elizabeth, their first child. It should seem from the inal plant was meant what we now cal. a perennial ona
Such it seems,
Exempt from envy,' but not from disdain, No more my king, for he dishonours me;
But most himself, if he could see his shame, K. Lew. Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve: Did I forget, that by the house of York
Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be mine : My father came untimely to his death? Yet I confess, (T. WAR.) that often ere this day, Did I let pass the abuse done to my niece ?6 When I have heard your king's desert recounted, Did I impale him with the regal crown? Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire. Did I put Henry from his native right; * K. Lew. Then, Warwick, thus-Our sister shall". And am I guerdon’de at the last with shaine ? be Edward's;
* Shame on himself! for my desert is honour. * And now forthwith shall articles be drawn
* And, to repair my honour lost for him, * Touching the jointure that your king must make, * I here renounce him, and return to Henry : * Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd : My noble queen, let former grudges pass, Draw near, queen Margaret; and be a witness, And henceforth I am thy true servitor; That Bona shall be wife to the English king, I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona,
Prince. To Edward, but not to the English king. And replant Henry in his former state.
* Q. Mar. Deceitful Warwick! it was thy device • Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd my * By this alliance to make void
hate to love
; * Before thy coming, Lewis was Henry's friend. . And I forgive and quite forget old faults, *K. Lew. And still
' is friend to him and Margaret; ' And joy that thou becom'st King Henry's friend. * But if your title to the crown be weak,
War. So niuch his friend; ay, his unfeigned friend may appear by Edward's good success, That, if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us * Then 'tis but reason, that I he releas'd
With some few bands of chosen soldiers, * From giving aid, which late I promised.
I'll undertake to land them on our coast, * Yet shall you have all kindness at my hand. And force the tyrant from his seat by war. * That your estate requires, and mine can yield. "Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him :
War. Henry now lives in Scotland, at his ease; \ * And as for Clarence,-as my letters tell me, Where having nothing, nothing he can lose. * He's very likely now to fall from him ; And as for you yourself, our quondam queen, * For matching more for wanton lust than honour, You have a father able to maintain you ;2
* Or than for strength and safety of our country. And better 'twere, you troubled him than France. * Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be re* Q. Mar. Peace, impudent and shameless War
veng'd, wick, peace;
* But by the help to this distressed queen? * Proud setter-up and puller-down of kings !3 * Q. Mar. Renowned prince, how shall poor * I will not hence, till with my talk and tears,
Henry live, * Both full of truth, I make King Lewis behold * Unless thou rescue him from foul despair? * Thy sly conveyance, 4 and thy lord's false love; * Bona. My quarrel, and this English queen's, * For both of you are birds of self-same feather.
(A Horn sounded within. * War. And mine, fair Lady Bona, joins vith K. Lew. Warwick, this is some post to us, or thee.
yours. Enter a Messenger.
* K. Lew. And mine with hers, and thine, and Mess. My lord ambassador, these letters are for Therefore, at last, I firmly am resolvid,
You shall have aid. Sent from your brother, Marquis Montague.
* Q. Mar. Let me give humble thanks for all at These from our king unto your majesty. And, madam, these for you; from whom I know not.
K. Lew. Then England's messenger, return in [T. MARGARET. They all read their Letters. Oxf. I like it well, that our fair queen and mistress and tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
post; Smiles. at her news, while Warwick frowns at his. That Lewis of France is sending over maskers, Prince. Nay, mark, how Lewis stamps as he To revel it with him and his new bride: were nettled :
* Thou seest what's past, go fear8 thy king withal. * I hope, all's for the best.
Bona. Tell him, In hope he'll prove a widower • K. Lew. Warwick, what are thy news ? and
shortly, yours, fair queen?
I'll wear the willow garland for his sake. Q. Mar. Mine, such as fill my heart with un
Q. Mar. Tell him, My mourning weeds are laid hop'd joys. War. Mine, full of sorrow and heart's discontent. And I am ready to put armour on.
aside, K. Lew. What! has your king married the Lady
War. Tell him from me, that he hath done me Grey ? &
wrong; And now, to sooths your forgery and his,
And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. Sends me a paper to persuade me patience ?
There's thy reward; be
[Exit Mess. ( Is this the alliance that he seeks with France ?
But, Warwick, thou, 'Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?
And Oxford, with five thuusand men, * Q. Mar. I told your majesty as much before : Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle • This proveth Edward's love, and Warwick's ho- * And, as occasion serves, this noble queen nesty.
* And prince shall follow with a fresh supply. War. King Lewis, I here protest,-in sight of Yet,
Yet, ere thou
but answer me one doubt heaven,
• What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty ? And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss,That I am clear froin this misdeed of Edward's; ö To sooth, in ancient language, was to countenance
a falsehood or forged tale, to uphold one in his talke. I Steevens thinks that envy in this place, as in many and affirme it to be true which he speaketh.' Baret. others, is put for malice or hatred. His situation places Malone blunders strangely, taking to sooth in its mohim above these, though it cannot secure him from fe- dern acceptation of to soften. male disdain.
6. King Edward did attempt a thing once in the 2 Johnson is inclined to think this ironical. The po-earle's house, which was much against the earle's ho. verty of Margaret's father being a frequent topic of re. nestie (whether he would have deñowred his daughter
or his niece, the certaintie was not for both their hn. 3 The queen here applies to Warwick the very words nours revealed,) for surely such a thing was attempted that King Edward, p. 69, addresses to the Deity. It seenis | by King Edwaru.-Holinshed, p. 669. doubtíu whether these words in the former instance are 7 Rewarded.
8 Fright. nox in the old play addressed to Warwick alsn.
9 Here we are to suppose that, according to ancient + Condeyance is used for any craliv artifice. The custom, Warwick makes a present to th• herald or word has already been explained. Vide King Henry messenger, who in the old play is called a "st. See VI. Part I. Act i Sc. 3
note on King Henry V. Act iii. Sc. vii