I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona,
And replant Henry in his former ftate.

Queen. Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to And I forgive and quite forget old faults,

[love,

And joy that thou becom'ft King Henry's friend.

War. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend,.
That if King Lewis vouchfafe to furnish us
With fome few bands of chofen foldiers,
I'll undertake to land them on our coast,

And force the tyrant from his feat by war.
'Tis not his new-made bride thall fuccour him..
And, as for Clarence, as my letters tell me,
He's very likely now to fall from him,
For matching more for wanton luft than honour,
Or than for ftrength and fafety of our country.
Bona. Dear brother, how fhall Bona be reveng'd,
But by thy help to this diftreffed Queen?

Queen. Renowned prince, how fhall poor Henry live, Unless thou rescue him from foul despair?

Bona. My quarrel, and this English Queen's, are one. War. And mine, fair Lady Bona, joins with your's. K. Lew. And mine with her's, and thine, and Mar- Therefore at laft I firmly am refolv'd [garet's..

You fhall have aid..

Queen. Let me give humble thanks for all at once. K. Lew. Then, England's meffenger, return in post, And tell falfe Edward, thy fuppofed King,

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That Lewis of France is fending over makers,
To revel it with him and his new bride.
Thou feelt what's past, go fear thy King withal. -
Böna. Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
I wear the willow garland for his fake.

Queen. Tell him, my mourning-weeds are laid afide, And I am ready to put armour on.

War. Tell him from me, that he hath do me wrong; And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long. There's thy reward, be gone.

K. Lew. But, Warwick,

[Exit Poft.

Thyfelf and Oxford with five thousand men

Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle: :
And, as occafion ferves, this Noble Queen
And Prince fhall follow with a freth fupply,

"

Yet ere thou go, but answer me one doubt:
What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty?
War. This hill affure my constant loyalty,
That if our Queen and this young Prince
I'll join my younger daughter and my joy
To him forthwith, in holy wedlock's bands.

agree,

Queen. Yes I agree, and thank you for your motion, Son Edward, fhe is fair and virtuous;

Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick,
And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable,
That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine.
Prince. Yes, I accept her, for fhe well deferves it :
And here to pledge my vow, I give my hand.

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[He gives his band to Warwick. K. Lewis. Why ftay we now? these foldiers fhall be And thou, Lord Bourbon, our High Admiral, [levy'd, Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet.

I long till Edward fall by war's mischance,

For mocking marriage with a Dame of France.

[Exeunt. Manet Warwick.

War. I came from Edward as Ambaffador,
But I return his fworn and mortal foe:

Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me,
But dreadful war fhall anfwer his demand.

Had he none else to make a ftale but me?
Then none but I fhall turn his jeft to forrow.
I was the chief that rais'd him to the crown,
And I'll be chief to bring him down again:
Not that I pity Henry's mifery,

But feek revenge on Edward's mockery.

ACT

IV. SCENE I.

The Palace in England.

[Exit.

Enter Gloucester, Clarence, Somerfet, and Montague.

Glo.

Now

TOW tell me, brother Clarence, what think you

Of this new marriage with the Lady Gray?

Hath not our brother made a worthy choice?

Clar. Alas! you know 'tis far from hence to France,

How could he stay till Warwick made return?

Som. My Lords, forbear this talk: here comes the

King.

Flourish. Enter King Edward, Lady Gray as Queen, Pembroke, Stafford, and Haftings: four ftand on one fide, and four on the other.

Glo. And his well chofen bride.

Clar. I mind to tell him plainly what I think.

K. Edw. Now, brother Clarence, how like you our That you ftand penfive, as half-malecontent? [choice, Clar. As well as Lewis of France, or th' Earl of Warwick,

Which are fo weak of courage, and in judgment,
That they'll take no offence at our abuse.

K. Edw. Suppose they take offence without a cause. They are but Lewis and Warwick, and I am Edward, Your King and Warwick's, and must have my will.

Glo. And you fhall have your will, because our King. Yet hafty marriage feldom proveth well.

K. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too? Glo. Not I; no: God forbid that i fhould wish Them fevered whom God hath join'd together : Pity to funder them that yoke to well.

K. Edw. Setting your fcorns and your mislike aside, Tell me fome reason, why the Lady Gray

Should not become my wife, and England's Queen ? And you too, Somerset and Montague,

Speak freely what you think.

Clar. Then this is my opinion, that King Lewis Becomes your enemy for mocking him

About the marriage of the Lady Bona.

Glo. And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,

Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.

K. Edw. What if both Lewis and Warwick be apBy fuch invention as I can devise ?

[peas'd,

Mont. Yet to have join'd with France in fuch alliance, Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth, 'Gainst foreign ftorms, than any home-bred marriage.

Haft. Why, knows not Montague, that of itself England is fafe, if true within itself?

Mont. Yes; but the fafer when 'tis back'd with France.

Haft. 'Tis better ufing France, than trusting France. Let us be back'd with God, and with the feas, Which he hath given for fence impregnable, And with their helps alone defend ourselves: In them, and in ourselves, our fafety lies.

Clar. For this one fpeech, Lord Haftings well deferves To have the heir of the Lord Hungerford..

K. Ed. Ay, what of that? it was my will and grant, And for this once my will fhall ftand for law.

[well:

Glo. And yet methinks your Grace hath not done
To give the heir and daughter of Lord Scales
Unto the brother of your loving bride.

She better would have fitted me, or Clarence;
But in your bride you bury brotherhood.

Clar. Or elfe you would not have bestow'd the heir
Of the Lord Bonvill on your new wife's fon,
And leave your brothers to go fpeed elsewhere.
K. Edw. Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife
That thou art malecontent? I will provide thee.
Glar. In chufing for yourself, you fhew'd your júdg-
Which being fhallow, you fhall give me leave [ment;
To play the broker in mine own behalf;

And to that end I fhortly mind to leave you.

K. Ed. Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be King, And not be ty'd unto his brother's will.

Queen. My Lords, before it pleas'd his Majefty.
To raise my state to title of a Queen,

Do me but right, and you must all confefs
That I was not ignoble of defcent;

And meaner than myself have had like fortune.
But as this title honours me and mine,

So your diflikes, to whom I would be pleasing,

Do cloud my joys with danger and with forrow.

K. Edw. My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns. What danger or what forrow can befal thee,

So long as Edward is thy conftant friend,

And their true Sovereign, whom they must obey ??
Nay, whom they fhall obey, and love thee too,
Unless they feek for hatred at my hands:
Which if they do, yet will I keep thee fafe ;
And they fhall feel the vengeance of my wrath.

Glo. I hear, yet fay not much, but think the more,

- SCENE II,

Enter a Poft.

K. Edw. Now, Meffenger, what letters or what news from France ?

Poft. My Sovereign Liege, no letters, and few words; But fuch as I (without your special pardon)

Dare not relate.

K. Edw. Go to, we pardon thee.

So tell their words as near as thou canft guess them.
What answer makes King Lewis to our letters ?
Poft. At my depart, thefe were his very words:
Go tell falfe Edward, thy fuppofed King,
That Lewis of France is fending over maskers
To revel it with him and his new bride.

K. Edw. Is Lewis fo brave? belike he thinks me But what faid Lady Bona to my marriage?

[Henry. Poft. These were her words, utter'd with mild difdain: Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, I'll wear the willow garland for his fake.

K. Edw. I blame, not her, the could fay little lefs; She had the wrong. But what faid Henry's Queen?

For fo I heard that fhe was there in place.

Poft. Tell him, (quoth fhe), my mourning-weeds are And I am ready to put armour on.

[done,

K. Edw. Belike fhe means to play the Amazon. But what faid Warwick to thefe injuries?

Poft. He, more incens'd against your Majesty Than all the reft, difcharg'd me with thefe words: Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong; And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long...

K. Edw. Ha! durft the traitor breathe out fo proud Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn'd. [words? They thall have wars, and pay for their prefumption. But fay, is Warwick friends with Margaret?

Poft. Ay, gracious Sov'reign, they're fo link'd in
friendship,

That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's daughter.
Clar. Belike the younger; Clarence will have the
Now, brother King, farewel, and fit you faft; [elder.
For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;
That though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage
I may not prove inferior to yourself.