Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong,
Inferreth arguments of mighty strength,
And in conclusion wins the king from her,
With promise of his sister, and what else,
To strengthen and support King Edward’s place.
O Margaret, thus ’twill be; and thou, poor soul,
Art then forsaken, as thou went’st forlorn!
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?
My crown is in my heart, not on my head;
Not deck’d with diamonds and Indian stones,
Nor to be seen: my crown is called content:
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
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 deposed;
And we his subjects sworn in all allegiance
Will apprehend you as his enemy.
I was anointed king at nine months old;
My father and my grandfather were kings,
And you were sworn true subjects unto me:
And tell me, then, have you not broke your oaths?
No;
For we were subjects but while you were king.
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.
So would you be again to Henry,
If he were seated as King Edward is.
We charge you, in God’s name, and the king’s,
To go with us unto the officers.
In God’s name, lead; your king’s name be obey’d:
And what God will, that let your king perform;
And what he will, I humbly yield unto. Exeunt.
Scene II
London. The palace.
Enter King Edward, Gloucester, Clarence, and Lady Grey. | |
King Edward |
Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban’s field |
Gloucester |
Your highness shall do well to grant her suit; |
King Edward | It were no less; but yet I’ll make a pause. |
Gloucester |
Aside to Clarence. Yea, is it so? |
Clarence | Aside to Gloucester. He knows the game: how true he keeps the wind! |
Gloucester | Aside to Clarence. Silence! |
King Edward |
Widow, we will consider of your suit; |
Lady Grey |
Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay: |
Gloucester |
Aside to Clarence. Ay, widow? then I’ll warrant you all your lands, |
Clarence | Aside to Gloucester. I fear her not, unless she chance to fall. |
Gloucester | Aside to Clarence. God forbid that! for he’ll take vantages. |
King Edward | How many children hast thou, widow? tell me. |
Clarence | Aside to Gloucester. I think he means to beg a child of her. |
Gloucester | Aside to Clarence. Nay, whip me then: he’ll rather give her two. |
Lady Grey | Three, my most gracious lord. |
Gloucester | Aside to Clarence. You shall have four, if you’ll be ruled by him. |
King Edward | ’Twere pity they should lose their father’s lands. |
Lady Grey | Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then. |
King Edward | Lords, give us leave: I’ll try this widow’s wit. |
Gloucester |
Aside to Clarence. Ay, good leave have you; for you will have leave, |
King Edward | Now tell me, madam, do you love your children? |
Lady Grey | Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. |
King Edward | And would you not do much to do them good? |
Lady Grey | To do them good, I would sustain some harm. |
King Edward | Then get your husband’s lands, to do them good. |
Lady Grey | Therefore I came unto your majesty. |
King Edward | I’ll tell you how these lands are to be got. |
Lady Grey | So shall you bind me to your highness’ service. |
King Edward | What service wilt thou do me, if I give them? |
Lady Grey | What you command, that rests in me to do. |
King Edward | But you will take exceptions to my boon. |
Lady Grey | No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it. |
King Edward | Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask. |
Lady Grey | Why, then I will do what your grace commands. |
Gloucester | Aside to Clarence. He plies her hard; and much rain wears the marble. |
Clarence | Aside to Gloucester. As red as fire! nay, then her wax must melt. |
Lady Grey | Why stops my lord, shall I not hear my task? |
King Edward | An easy task; ’tis but to love a king. |
Lady Grey | That’s soon perform’d, |