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That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more,
While Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong,
Inferreth arguments of mighty firength,
And in conelufion wins the king from her,
With promise of his fifter, and what else,
To strengthen, and support king Edward's place.
-O Marg’ret, thus 'twill be, and thou, poor foul,
Art then forsaken, as thou went'it forlorn.

Hum. Say, what art thou that talk'st of kings and queens?

K. Hen.. More than I seem, and less than I was born to ;
A man at least, for less I should not be;
And men may talk of kings, and why not I?

Hum. Ay, but thou talk 'It, as if thou wert a king.
K. HEN. Why, fo I am in mind, and that's enough.
Hum. But if thou be a king, where is thy crown?

K. Hen. My crown is in my heart, not on my head,
Not deck'd with diamonds and Indian stones,
Not to be seen; my crown is callid CONTENT,
A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy.

Hum. Well, if you be a king crown'd with content,
Your crown CONTENT and you must be contented
To go along with us. For, as we think,
You are the king, king Edward hath deposid,
And we his subjects, sworn in all allegiance,
Will apprehend you aš his enemy.

K. HEN. But did you never fwear, and break an oath?
Hun. No, never fuch an oath; nor will not now. --
K. Hen. Where did you dwell when I was king of Eng-

land ?
Hum. Here, in this country, where we now remaia.

K. Hen. I was anointed king at nine months old; My father and my grandfather were kings,

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And you were sworn true subjects unto me;
And tell me then, have you 110t broke your oaths?

Sink. No, we were subjects, but while you were king.

K. Her. Why am I dead? do I not breathe a man?
Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear.
Look, as I blow this feather from my face,
And as the air blows it to me again,
Obeying with my wind when I do blow,
And yielding to another when it blows,
Commanded always by the greater gust,
Such is the lightness of you common men.
-But do not break your oaths, for of that sin
My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty.
Go where you will, the king shall be commanded,
And be you, kings, command, and I'll obey.',

Sink. We are true subjects to the king, king Edward.

K. Hen. So would you be again to Henry, If he were seated as king Edward is.

Sink. We charge you in God's name, and in the king's, To go with us unto the officers.

K. Hen. In God's name lead, your king's name be c-
And what God will, that let your king perform ; [bey'd ?
And what he will, I humbly yield unto. (Exeunt.

SCENE II. Changes to the palace.
Enter king Edward, Gloucester, Clarence, and lady Gray.

K. EDW. Brother of Glo'ster, at St. Alban's field
This lady's husband, fir John Gray, was lain,
His land then seiz'd on by the conqueror;
Her suit is now to repossess those lands,
Which we in justice cannot well deny,
Because, in quarrel of the house of York,

The worthy gentleman did lose his life.

Glo. Your highness shall do well to grant her suit,

were dishonour to deny her.
K. Edw. It were no less; but yet I'll make a pause.
Gio. Yea! is it so?

I see, the lady hath a thing to grant,
Before the king will grant her humble suit.
CLAR. He knows the game; how true he keeps the

wind? Gio. Silence.

K. Edw. Widow we will consider of your suit,
And come some other time to know our mind.

Gray. Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay,
May't please your highness to resolve me now,
And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me.

Glo. [Aside.) Ay, widow? then I'll warrant you all And if what pleases him shall pleasure you. [your lands, -Fight closer, or, good faith you'll catch a blow.

CLAR. I fear her not, unless she chance to fall. [Aside. Glo. God forbid that! for he'll take vantages. [Aside. K. Edw. How many children hast thou, widow? tell


CLAR. I think, he means to beg a child of her. [Aside. Gro. (Alide.) Nay, whip me then : he'll rather give her


GRAY. Three, my most gracious lord.
Glo. (Aside.] You shall have four, if you'll be ruled

by him.
K. Edw. 'Twere pity they should lose their father's lands.
Cray. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then.
K. Edw. Lords, give us leave; I'll try this widow's wit.
Gso. Ay, good leave have you, for you will have leave's



Til' youth take leave, and leave you to the crutch.

[Gloucester and Clarence rctire to the other side, K. Edw. Now tell me, madam, do you love your children? GRAY. Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. K. EDW. And would you not do much to do them good? Gray. To do them good, I would sustain some harm. K. Edw. Then gei thy husband's lands to do them good. Gray. Therefore I come unto your majesty. K. Edw. I'll tell you how these lands are to be got. Gray. So shall you bind me to your highness' service. K. Edw. What service wilt thou do me if I give them? GRAY. What you command it rests in mę to do. K. Edw. But you will take exceptions to my boon? Gray. No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it. K. Edw. Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask. Gray. Why, then I will do what your grace commands. G10. He plies her hard, and much rain wears the marble. CLAR. As red as fire! nay, then her wax muit melt. Gray. Why stops my lord ? Thall I not hear my talk? K. Edw. An easy task, 'tis but to love a king. GRAY. That's soon perform’d, because I am a subject. K. Edw. Why then, thy husband's lands I freely give

thee. Gray. I take my leave with many thousand thanks, Glo. The match is made, the seals it with a curt'sy. K. Edw. But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of love I mean. Gray. The fruits of love I mean, my loving liege,

K. Edw. Ay, but I fear me, in another sense. What love, think'it chou, I sue so much to get?

GRAY My love ull death, my humble thanks my prayers ; That love which virtue begs, and virtue grants.

K. Edw. No, by my troth, I did not mean such love.

Gray. Why, then you mean not as I thought you did. K. Edw. But now you partly may perceive my mind.

Gray. My mind will never grant what I perceive
Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.

K. Edw. To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee.
Gray. To tell you plain, I'd rather lie in prison.
K. Edw. Why, then thou thalt not have thy husband's

Gray. Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower;
For by that loss I will not purchase them.

K. Edw. Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily.

Gråv. Herein your highness wrongs both them and me. But, mighty lord, this merry inclination Accords not with the sadness of my fuit; Please you dismiss me, or with À ¥, or wo.

K. Edw. Av, if thou wilt say, av, to my request :
No, if thou dost say, No, to my demand.

Gray. Then, No, my lord. My suit is at an end.
Glo, The widow likes him not; she knits her brows.
Clar. He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom.

K. Edw. (Aside.] Her looks do argue her replete with
Her words do sew her wit incomparable, (modesty
All her perfections challenge sovereignty;
One way, or other, she is for a king;
And she shall be my love, or elfe my queen.
-Say, that king Edward take thee for his queen?

Gray. 'Tis better said than done, my gracious lord;
I am a subject fit to jest withal,
But far unfit to be a sovereign.

K. Edw. Sweet widow, by my state; I swear to thee,
i speak no more than what my soul intends ;
And that is, to enjoy thee for my love,

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