Manet Gloster and speakes. Glo. I, Edward will vse women honourablie, Would he were wasted marrow, bones and all, That from his loines no issue might succeed To hinder me from the golden time I looke for, For I am not yet lookt on in the world. First is there Edward, Clarence, and Henry And his sonne, and all they look for issue Of their loines ere I can plant my selfe, A cold premeditation for my purpose, What other pleasure is there in the world beside? I will go clad my bodie in gaie ornaments, And lull my selfe within a ladies lap, And witch sweet Ladies with my words and lookes. Oh monstrous man, to harbour such a thought! Before you answere Warwike or his words, Prince Ed. And why not Queene? Why loue did scorne me in my mothers wombe. And thou no more art Prince then shee is And for I should not deale in hir affaires, And for a need change shapes with Protheus, (Act III. Scene III.) [Exit. and Enter king LEWIS and the ladie BONA, It fits not Lewis to sit while thou dost stand, Queen. I humblie thanke your royall maiestie. And pray the God of heauen to blesse thy state, Great king of France, that thus regards our wrongs. Enter Warwike. Lew. How now, who is this? Queen. Our Earle of Warwike Edwardes chiefest friend. Lew. Welcome braue Warwike, what brings thee to France? War. From worthly Edward king of England, My Lord and Soueraigne and thy vowed friend. I come in kindness and vnfained loue, First to do greetings to thy royall person, And then to craue a league of amitie, And lastlie to confirme that amitie With nuptiall knot if thou vouchsafe to grant That vertuous ladie Bona thy faire sister, To Englands king in lawfull marriage. Queene. Ox. Then Warwike disanuls great Iohn of And after Iohn of Gaunt wise Henry the fourth, Whose wisedome was a mirrour to the world. And after this wise prince Henry the fift, Who with his prowesse conquered all France, From these our Henries lineallie discent. War. Oxford, how haps that in this smooth You told not how Henry the sixt had lost Whom thou obeyedst thirtie and eight yeeres, War. Can Oxford that did euer fence the right, Now buckler falshood with a pettigree? Oxf. Call him my king by whom mine elder Brother the Lord Awbray Vere was done to death, And more than so, my father euen in the War. The more, that Henry is vnfortunate. Did I let passe the abuse done to thy neece? Lew. What is his loue to our sister Bona? Did I impale him with the regall Crowne, War. Such it seemes As maie beseeme a monarke like himselfe. And thrust king Henry from his natiue home, I will reuenge the wrongs done to ladie Bona, Lew. Then sister let vs heare your firme Faults, if now thou wilt become king Henries resolue. Bona. Your grant or your denial shall be mine, friend. War. So much his friend, I his vnfained That if king Lewes vouchsafe to furnish vs But ere this daie I must confesse, when I and be a Witnesse, that Bona shall be wife to the English king. Prince Edw. To Edward, but not the English king In post, and tell false Edward thy supposed king, War. Henry now liues in Scotland at his That Lewis of France is sending ouer Maskers ease, Where hauing nothing, nothing can he lose, Sound for a post within. Lew. Here comes some post Warwike to thee or vs. To reuell it with him and his new bride. Bona. Tell him in hope heele be a Widower shortlie, Ile weare the willow garland for his sake. And I am readie to put armour on. Post. My Lord ambassador this letter is for And therefore Ile vncrowne him er't be long. you, Sent from your brother Marquis Montague. Smiles at her newes when Warwike frets as his. Lew. Now Margaret & Warwike, what are Queen. Mine such as fills my hart full of ioie. War. Mine full of sorrow and harts discontent. Thears thy reward, begone. Lewo. But now tell me Warwike, what assurance I shall haue of thy true loyaltie? War. This shall assure my constant loyaltie, Loue her sonne Edward, shee is faire and And giue thy hand to Warwike for thy loue. Lew. What hath your king married the La-And you Lord Bourbon our high Admirall, Shall waft them safelie to the English coast, And now to excuse himselfe sends vs a post And chase proud Edward from his slumbring die Gray, of papers? How dares he presume to vse vs thus ? War. King Lewis, I here protest in sight And by the hope I haue of heauenlie blisse, trance, For mocking marriage with the name of France. War. I came from Edward as Imbassadour But I returne his sworne and mortall foe: Matter of marriage was the charge be gaue me, But dreadfull warre shall answere his demand. Had he none else to make a stale but me? Then none but I shall turne his iest to sorrow. I was the chiefe that raisde him to the crowne, And Ile be chiefe to bring him downe againe, Not that I pittie Henries miserie, But seeke reuenge on Edwards mockerie. [Exit. (Act IV. Scene I.) Enter king EDWARD, the Queene and CLARENCE, and GLOSTER, and MONTAGUE, ano HASTINGS, and PENBROOKE, with souldiers. Edw. Brothers of Clarence, and of Glocester, Cla. My Lord, we thinke as Warvvike and That are so slacke in iudgement, that theile No offence at this suddaine marriage. Edw. Suppose they doe, they are but Levves Warvvike, and I am your king and Warvvikes, such Why man be of good cheere, Ile prouide thee one. Cla. Naie you plaide the broker so ill for That you shall giue me leaue to make my Edw. Leaue me or tarrie I am full resolu'd, uance Confesse, before it pleasd his highnesse to ad- Glo. And shall, because our king, but yet For thee they must obay, naie shall obaie, Sudden marriages seldome proueth well. Edw. Yea brother Richard are you against vs too? Glo. Not I my Lord, no, God forefend that Once gaine saie your highnesse pleasure, Edw. Setting your skornes and your dislikes Shew me some reasons why the Ladie Gray, Cla. My Lord then this is my opinion, That Warwike beeing dishonored in his embassage, Doth seeke reuenge to quite his iniuries. Glo. And Levves in regard of his sisters Doth ioine with Warwike to supplant your state. appeasd, By such meanes as I can best deuise. Enter a Messenger. Ed. Now sirra, What letters or what newes? as without your highnesse speciall pardon I dare not relate, Edw. We pardon thee, and as neere as thou canst Tell me, What said Lewis to our letters? Go tell false Edward thy supposed king, Edu. Is Lewis so braue, belike he thinkes me Henry. But what said Lady Bona to these wrongs? Mes. Tel him quoth she, in hope heele proue a widdower shortly, Ile weare the willow garland for his sake. Edw. She had the wrong, indeed she could saie Mont. But yet to have ioind with France Little lesse. But what saide Henries Queene, in this for as Alliance, would more haue strengthened this our I heare, she Hast. Let England be true within it selfe, To haue the daughter and heire of the Lord Edw. And what then? It was our will it Cla. I, and for such a thing too the Lord Did well deserue at your hands, to haue the him quoth she my mourning Doone, and I am readie to put armour on. But what said Warwike to these iniuries? Lord, Tell him quoth he, that he hath done me wrong, But I will arme me to preuent the worst. Edw. Alasse poore Clarence, is it for a wife, That young Prince Edward marries Warwikes That thou art mal-content, daughter. Cla. The elder, helike Clarence shall haue the Yonger. All you that loue me and Warwike Follow me. [Exit CLARENCE and SUMMERSET. Edw. Clarence and Summerset fled to Warwike. What saie you brother Richard, will you stand to vs? Glo. I my Lord, in despight of all that shall Edw. Penbrooke, go raiso an armie presentlie, France. But ere I goe Montague and Hastings. (Act IV. Scene III.) Alarmes, and GLOSTER and HASTINGS flies. Oxf. Richard and Hastings let them go, heere is the Duke. Edw. The Duke, why Warwike when we parted Last, thou caldst me king? War. I, but the case is altred now. worst, Edward in minde will beare himselfe a king. War. Then for his minde be Edward Englands king, In bloud to Warwike, therefore tell me, if true. Hast. And Hastings as he fauours Edwards And when I haue fought with Penbrooke & his followers, cause. Edw. It shall suffice, come then lets march Ile come and tell thee what the ladie Bona awaie. [Exeunt Omnes. (Act IV. Scene II.) Enter WARWIKE and OXFORD, with souldiers, War. Then gentle Clarence welcome vito saies, And so for a while farewell good Duke of Yorke. [Exeunt some with EDWARD. Cla. What followes now, all hithertoo goes well, To tell the Queene of our happy fortune, And free king Henry from imprisonment, And welcome Summerset, I hold it cowardise, brother, Were but a fained friend to our proceedings, And now what rests but in nights couerture, Cla. Why then lets on our waie in silent sort, War. This is his tent, and see where his Stand, Courage my souldiers, now or neuer, [Exeunt Omnes. (Act IV. Scene V.) Enter GLOSTER, HASTINGS, and sir WILLIAM STANLY. Glo. Lord Hastings, and sir William Stanly Enter EDWARD and a Huntsman. Glo. I, 1, the horse stands at the parke | Enter the Lord Maire of Yorke vpon the wals. corner, Come, to Linne, and so take shipping into Flanders. Mair. My Lords we had notice of your comming, And thats the cause we stand vpon our garde, Edw. Come then: Hastings, and Stanlie, I And shut the gates for to preserue the towne. Henry now is king, and we are sworne to him, Edw. Why my Lord Maire, if Henry be will Requite your loues. Bishop farewell, Hunts. Marrie my Lord, I thinke I had as good Goe with you, as tarrie heere to be hangde. Edw. Come then lets awaie with speed. [Exeunt Omnes. Edward I am sure at least, is Duke of Yorke. your king, Truth my Lord, we know you for Mair. no lesse. Edw. I craue nothing but my Dukedome. Rich. But when the Fox hath gotten in his head, Heele quicklie make the bodie follow after. Hast. Why my Lord Maire, what stand you vpon points? Open the gates, we are king Henries friends. Mair. Sai you so, then Ile open them presentlie. [Exit Maire. Ri. By my faith, a wise stout captain & soone perswaded. The Maire opens the dore, and brings the keics in his hand. Edw. So my Lord Maire, these gates must not be shut, But in the time of warre, giue me the keies: What, feare not man for Edward will defend the towne and you, despight of all your foes. Enter sir IOHN MOUNTGOMMERY with drumme presently proclaime your selfe our king. [Exit. Ile hence againe, and keepe them backe that Enter EDWARD and RICHARD, and HASTINGS with a troope of Hollanders. Edw. Thus far from Belgia haue we past the seas, And marcht from Raunspur hauen vnto Yorke: But soft the gates are shut, I like not this. Rich. Sound vp the drum and call them to the wals. |