Glo. The selfsame name, but one of better nature.
Anne. Where is he?

Glo.

Here. [She spits at him.] Why dost thou spit at me?

Anne. Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake!
Glo. Never came poison from so sweet a place.
Anne. Never hung poison on a fouler toad.
Out of my sight! thou dost infect mine eyes.

Glo. Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.
Anne. Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead!
Glo. I would they were, that I might die at once;
For now they kill me with a living death.
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears,
Sham'd their aspécts with store of childish drops:
These eyes, which never shed remorseful tear,
Not (8) when my father York and Edward wept
To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made
When black-fac'd Clifford shook his sword at him;
Nor when thy warlike father, like a child,
Told the sad story of my father's death,

And twenty times made pause to sob and weep,
That all the standers-by had wet their cheeks,
Like trees bedash'd with rain; in that sad time
My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear;

And what these sorrows could not thence exhale,
Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping.
I never su'd to friend nor enemy;

My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing words;
But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee,

My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue to speak.
[She looks scornfully at him.
Teach not thy lips such scorn; for they were made
For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.

If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive,

Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword;

Which if thou please to hide in this true breast,

(8) Not] The folio has "No" (which Malone defends on the strength of a passage quite dissimilar).—This is not in the quartos.

And let the soul forth that adoreth thee,

I lay it naked to the deadly stroke,

And humbly beg the death upon my knee.

[Gives her his sword, and lays his breast open, kneeling.

Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry,-

[She offers at his breast with his sword.

But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me.

Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young Edward,

[She again offers at his breast.

But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on.

[She lets fall the sword.

Take up the sword again, or take up me.

Anne. Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death,

I will not be thy executioner.

Glo. Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it.

Anne. I have already.

Glo.

[Rises, and takes up his sword.

That was in thy rage:

Speak it again, and, even with the word,

This hand, which for thy love did kill thy love,
Shall for thy love kill a far truer love;

To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary.

Anne. I would I knew thy heart.

Glo. 'Tis figur'd in my tongue.
Anne. I fear me both are false.

Glo. Then never man was true.

Anne. Well, well, put up your sword
Glo. Say, then, my peace is made.

Anne. That shalt thou know hereafter.
Glo. But shall I live in hope?
Anne. All men, I hope, live so.
Glo. Vouchsafe to wear this ring.

Anne. To take, is not to give.

[She puts on the ring.

Glo. Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger,

Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;
Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.

And if thy poor devoted servant may

But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,
Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever.

Anne. What is it?

Glo. That it may please you leave these sad designs
To him that hath more cause to be a mourner,
And presently repair to Crosby-place;
Where after I have solemnly interr'd,
At Chertsey monastery, this noble king,
And wet his grave with my repentant tears-
I will with all expedient duty see you:
For divers unknown reasons, I beseech you,
Grant me this boon.

Anne. With all my heart; and much it joys me tou
To see you are become so penitent.—

Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me.

Glo. Bid me farewell.

Anne.

'Tis more than you deserve;

But since you teach me how to flatter you,

Imagine I have said farewell already.

Glo. Sirs, take

Gent.

[Exeunt Lady Anne, Tressel, and Berkeley. up the corse.

Towards Chertsey, noble lord?

Glo. No, to White-Friars; there attend my coming.

[Exeunt all, except Gloster.

Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
Was ever woman in this humour won?
I'll have her;-but I will not keep her long.
What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,
To take her in her heart's extremest hate;

With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,

The bleeding witness of her hatred by ;(9)

Having God, her conscience, and these bars against me,
And I no friends to back my suit withal

(9)

What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,

To take her in her heart's extremest hate;
With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,

The bleeding witness of her hatred by ;]

Here Mr. Collier gives, with the folio, "The bleeding witness of my hatred by," which he says is "correct:" but surely the second of the above lines shows that it is quite the reverse.-1864. Much to my surprise, Mr. Grant White finds a reason for preferring the lection of the folio to that of the quartos.

But the plain devil and dissembling looks,

And yet to win her,—all the world to nothing!
Ha!

Hath she forgot already that brave prince,

Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since,
Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury?

A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman—
Fram'd in the prodigality of nature,

Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal—(10)
The spacious world cannot again afford:

And will she yet abase her eyes on me,

That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,
And made her widow to a woful bed?

On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?
On me, that halt and am mis-shapen thus ?

My dukedom to a beggarly denier,

I do mistake my person all this while :
Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
Myself to be a marvellous proper man.
I'll be at charges for a looking-glass;
And entertain a score or two of tailors
To study fashions to adorn my body:
Since I am crept in favour with myself,
I will maintain it with some little cost.
But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave;
And then return lamenting to my love.-
Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,
That I may see my shadow.as I pass.

[Exit.

SCENE III. The same. A room in the palace.

Enter Queen ELIZABETH, RIVERS, and GREY.

Riv. Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty Will soon recover his accustom'd health.

(10) Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal—] "Perhaps after 'wise' we should read 'kind' in the Elizabethan sense of the word." Walker's Crit. Eram., &c., vol. ii. p. 17.-Pope printed "Young, wise, and valiant, and," &c.

Grey. In that you brook it ill, it makes him worse:
Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort,
And cheer his grace with quick and merry words.

Q. Eliz. If he were dead, what would betide of me?
Riv. No other harm but loss of such a lord.

Q. Eliz. The loss of such a lord includes all harms. Grey. The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son, To be your comforter when he is gone.

Q. Eliz. Ah, he is young; and his minority
Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloster,
A man that loves not me nor none of you.
Riv. Is it concluded he shall be protector?
Q. Eliz. It is determin'd, not concluded yet:
But so it must be, if the king miscarry.

Enter BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY.(11)

Grey. Here come the lords of Buckingham and Stanley. Buck. Good time of day unto your royal grace!

(1) STANLEY.] "In the early part of this play Lord Stanley, who is named such in the [third,] fourth, and fifth acts, is called Derby. He was not created Earl of Derby till after the accession of Henry VII. The necessary correction throughout was made by Theobald." KNIGHT. -Mr. Hunter (New Illust. of Shakespeare, ii. 82) objects, with some reason, to the expression which Theobald's alteration occasions in this scene,- "my Lord of Stanley :" but since a modern editor cannot allow the same character to figure under two names, he must either adopt Theobald's alteration, or substitute "Derby" wherever the old copies have "Stanley." (If I have counted rightly, "Stanley " occurs thirteen times in the quartos, and nineteen times in the folio,—that is, in the text and stage-directions;-prefixes to speeches and mentions of "George Stanley" not being included.)

1864. "He is called 'Derby' (the word being, of course, variously spelt) throughout the first and second Acts. He is called 'Lord Stanley' for the first time in Act iii. Scene 2. In Act iii. Scene 4 he is called 'Derby' in the stage-directions and 'Stanley' in the text. He is 'Stanley' in Act iv. Scene 1. In Act iv. Scenes 2 and 3, we find in the Folio Stanley' both in the stage-directions and the text. In the Quarto it is 'Derby' in the stage-directions, the name not occurring in the text. In Act iv. Scene 4 he is called 'Derby' in the stage-directions. In Act v. Scene 2, Richmond speaks of him as 'my father Stanley,' and in the next scene he is called 'Derby' in the stage-directions, and 'Stanley' in the text. The error must have been due to the author, who would not have written 'my Lord of Stanley,' and therefore we have retained 'Derby' wherever both Quarto and Folio agree in reading it. An editor,' says Mr. Grant White, 'is not justifiable in substituting what