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2ucen. What stay had I, but Edward? and he's 10

One. [gone. Chil. What stay had we, but Clarence; and he's Dutch. What stays had I, but they and they

are gone.

2ueen. Was never widow, had so dear a loss. 15

Chil. Were never orphans, had so dear a loss.
Dutch. Was never mother, had so dear a loss.

Alas! I am the mother of these griefs;
Their woes are parcell'd, mine are general.
She for an Edward weeps, and so do I ;
I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she
These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I;
I for an Edward weep, so do not they :—
Alas! you three, on me, threefold distress'd,
Pour all your tears; I am your sorrow’s nurse,
And l will pamper it with lamentations.

Dor. Comfort, dear mother; God is much

displeas'd,

That you take with unthankfulness his doing:

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With dull unwillingness to pay a debt,
Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent;

Much more, to be thus opposite with heaven,

For it requires the royal debt it lent you. [ther,

Rir. Madam, bethink you, like a careful mo-35

Of the so prince your son: send straight for
- lin,
Let him be crown'd : in him your comfort lives:
Drown desp'rate sorrow in dead Edward's grave,
And plant your joys in living Edward's throne.
Enter Gloster, Buckingham, Stanley, Hastings,
and Ratcliff.
Glo. Sister, have comfort: all of us have cause
To wail the dimming of our shining star;

But none can cure their harms by wailing them.—45

Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy,
I did not see your grace:–Humbly on my knee
I crave your blessing. [thy breast,
Dutch. God bless thee; and put meekness in
Love, charity, obedience, and true duty
Glo.Amen; and make medie a good old man!—
That is the butt-end of amother's blessing![Aside.
I marvel, that her grace did leave it out." [peers,
Buck.You cloudy princes, and heart-sorrowing
'hat bear this mutual heavy load of moan,
Now chear each other in each other's love:
Though we have spent our harvest of this king,
We are to reap the harvest of his son.

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The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts,
But lately splinter'd, knit and join'd together,
Must gently be preserv'd, cherish'd, and kept:
Me seemeth good, that, with some little train,
Forthwithfrom Ludlow'the youngprincebesetch'd
Hither to London, to be crown'd our king.
Riv. Why with some little train, my lord of
Buckingham
Buck. Marry, my lord, lest, by a multitude,
The new-heal’d wound of malice should breakout:
Which would be so much the more dangerous,"
Byhowmuchtheestateisgreen,and yetungovern'd:
Where every horse bears his commanding rein,
And may direct his course as please himself:
As well the fear of harm, as harm apparent,
In my opinion, ought to be prevented.
Glo. I hope, the king made peace with all of us;
And the compact is firm, and true in me.
Riv. And so in me; and so, I think, in all:

20|Yet, since it is but green, it should be put

To no apparent likelihood of breach,
Which, haply, by much company might beurg’d:
Therefore, I say, with noble Bückingham,
That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.
Hast. And so say I. .
Glo. Then be it so: and go we to determine
Who theyshallbe thatstraightshall posttoLudlow.
Madam,_and you my inother, will you go
To give your censures” in this weighty business?
[Ereunt 2ueen, &c.
Manent Buckingham, and Gloster.
Buck. Mylord, whoeverjourneys to the prince,
For God's sake, let not us two stay at home:
For, by the way, I'll sort occasion,
As index to the story we late talk'd of,
Topartthequeen'sproudkindred from the prince.
Glo. My other self, my counsel's consistory,
My oracle, my prophet -My dear cousin,
I, as a child, will go by thy direction.
Towards Ludlow then, for we'll not stay behind.
[Exeunt.

S C E N E III. A Street near the Court. Enter two Citizens, meeting. 1 Cit. Good morrow, neighbour: Whither away so fast? 2 Cit. I promise you, I hardly know myself: Hear you the news abroad 1 Cit. Yes, that the king is dead. [better: 2 Cit. Ill news, by’r lady: seldom comes a I fear, I fear, 'twill prove a giddy world. Enter another Citizen. 3 Cit. Neighbours, God speed' 1 Cit. Give you good morrow, sir. [death? 3.Cit. Doth the newshold of goodking Edward's 2 Cit. Ay, sir, it is tootrue; God help, the while! 3Cit.Then, masters,looktoseeatroublousworld.

* Edward the R. prince, in his father's life-time, and at his demise, kept his household at Lud

low, as prince of

Wales, under the governance of Anthony Woodville, earl of Rivers, his uncle by the

mother's side. The intention of his being sent thither was to see justice done in the Marches; and, by the authority of his presence, to restrain the Welchmen, who were wild, dissolute, and ill-disposed, ' Wretched here means paltry, pitiful, being below expectation.

from their accustomed murders and outrages. way of prelude. - -

* i.e. your opinions.

i. e. preparatory—by 1 Cit. No, no; by God's good grace, his son shall reign. [child' 3 Cit. Woe to that land, that's govern’d by a 2 Cit. In him there is a hope of government; That, in his nonage, council under him, And, in his full and ripen'd years, himself, No doubt, shall then, and till then, govern well. .1 Cit. So stood the state, when Henry the sixth Was crown'd in Paris but at nine months old. 3 Cit. Stood the state so? no, no, good friends, God wot; For then this land was famously enrich'd With politick grave counsel; then the king Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace. [mother. 1 Cit. Why, so hath this, both by his father and 3 Cit. Better it were, they all came by his father; Qr, by his father, there were none at all: For emulation now, who shall be nearest, Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not. Q, full of danger is the duke of Gloster; [proud: And the queen's sons, and brothers, haught and And were they to be rul’d and not to rule, This sickly land might solace as before. 1 Cit. Come, come, we fear the worst; all will be well. [their cloaks; 3 Cit. When clouds are secn, wise men put on When great leaves fall, then winter is at hand; When i. sun sets, who doth not look for night? Intimely storms make men expect a dearth: : All may be well; but, if God sort it so, 'Tis more than we deserve, or I expect. _2 Cit. Truly, the hearts of men are full of fear: You cannot reason almost with a man That looks not heavily, and full of dread. 3 Cit. Before the days of change, still is it so: By a divine instinct, men's minds mistrust Ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see The water swell before a boist’rous storm. But leave it all to God. Whither away? 2 Cit. Marry, we were sent for to the justices. 3 Cit. And so was I; I'll bear you company. - LEreunt. S C E N E IV. A Room in the Palace. Enter Archbishop of York, the young Duke of York, the 2ueen, and the Dutchess of York. Arch. Lastnight, I heard, they lay at NorthampAt Stony-Stratford they do rest to-night: [ton' To-morrow, or next day, they will be here. Dutch. I long with all iny heart to see the prince: I hope, he is much grown since last I saw him. 2ueen. But I hear, no; they say, my son of York Has almost overta'en him in his growth. ork. Ay, mother, but I would not have it so. Dutch, Why, my young cousin; it is good to grow. York. Grandam, one night as we did sitat supper, My uncle Rivers talk’d how I did grow o More than my brother; Ay, quoth my uncle Glos&mall herbs have grace, great weeds do grow.apace:

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He was the wretched'st thing, when The was So long a growing, and so leisurely, That, i. rule were true, he should be gracious.

Arch. And so, no doubt, he is, my gracious madam. Dutch. I hope, he is; but yet let mothers doubt. York. Now, by my troth, if I had been remember'd , I could have given my uncle's grace a flout, To touch his growth, nearer than he touch'd mine. Dutch. How, my young York? I pr’ythee, let me hear it. York. Marry, they say, my uncle grew so fast, That he could gnaw a crust at two years old; 'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth. Grandam, this would have been a biting jest. Dutch. I pr’ythee, pretty York, who told thce York. Grandam, his nurse. [this 2 Dutch. His nurse! why, she was dead ere thou wast born. sme. York. If 'twere not she, I cannot tell who told 2ueen. A parlous ' boy:—Go to, you are too shrewd. [child. Dutch. Good madam, be not angry with the 2ueen. Pitchers have ears. Enter a Messenger. Arch. Here comes a messenger: What news? Mes. Such news, my lord, as grieves me to 2ueen. How doth the prince? [unfold. Mes. Well, madam, and in health. Dutch. What is thy news? Mes. Lord Rivers, and lord Grey, Are sent to Pomfret, prisoners; and, with them, Sir Thomas Vaughan. Dutch. Who hath committed them : [ham. Mes. The mighty dukes, Gloster and Bucking2ueen. For what offence? Mes. The sum of all I can, I have disclos'd ; Why, or for what, the nobles were committed, Is all unknown to me, my gracious lady. 2ueen. Ah me, I see the ruin of my house ! The tyger now hath seiz'd the gentle hind; Insulting tyranny begins to jut . . Upon the innocent and awless “throne:— Welcome destruction, blood, and massacre ; I see, as in a map, the cnd of all. Dutch. Accursed and unquiet wo days! How many of you have mine eyes beheld : My husband lost his life to get the crown; And often up and down my sons were tost, - For me to joy, and weep, their gain, and loss: And being seated, and domestick broils Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors, Make war upon themselves; brother to brother, Dlood to blood, self against self:—O, preposterous And frantick outrage, end thy damned spleen;

And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast,

Shakspeare to imply, to have one's memory quick, to have one's thoughts about one.

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And thither bear your treasure and your goods.

Madam, farewell. [tuary.—| |For my part, I'll resign unto your grace
Dutch. Stay, I will go with you. The séal. I keep: And so betide to me,
Queen. You have no cause. " As well I tender you, and all of yours! -
Arch. My gracious lady, go. 5 Come, I'll conduct you to the sanctuary.[Excunt.
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S C E N E I. In London.

The trumpets sound. Enter the Prince of Pales, the Dukes of Gloster and Buckingham, Cardinal Bourchier, and others.

Buck. W ELCOME, sweet prince, to London, - to your chamber'. [reign: Glo. Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts'soveThe weary way hath made you melancholy. Prince. No, uncle; but our crosses on the way Have made it tedious, wearisone, and heavy: I want more uncles here to welcome me. [years tolo. Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your Hath not yet div'd into the world's deceit: No more can you distinguish of a man, l han of his outward shew; which, God he knows, Seldom, or never, jumpeth with the heart. Those uncles, which you want, were dangerous; Your grace attended to their sugar'd words, But look’d not on the poison of their hearts: God keep you from them, and from such false friends ! Prince. God keep me from false friends ! but they were none. [greet you.

Glo. My lord, the mayor of London comes to ,

Enter the Lord Mayor, and his Train. Mayor. God bless your grace with health and happy days! Prince. I thank you, good my lord:—and thank wou all. I thought, my mother, and my brother York, Would longere this have met us on the way:lie, what a slug is Hastings! that he comes not To tell us, whether they will come, or no.

Enter Hastings, Buck, And, in good time, here comes the sweating lord. mother come: Prince. Welcome, my lord: What, will our Hast. On what occasion, God he knows, not I, The queen your mother, and your brother York, Have taken sanctuary: The tender prince Would fain have comewith me to meet your grace, But by his mother was perforce withheld. Buck. Fie! what an indirect and peevish course

III.

Persuade the queen to send the duke of York |Unto his princely brother presently If she deny, lord Hastings, you go with him, And from herjealous arms pluck him perforce. Card, Mylord of Buckingham, if my weak oratory Can from his mother win the duke of York, Anon expect him here: But if she be obdurate To mild entreaties, God in heaven forbid We should infringe the holy privilege Of blessed sanctuary not for all this land, Would I be guilty of so deep a sin. Buck. You are toosenseless-obstinate, my lord, Too ceremonious, and traditional *: Weigh it but with the grossness of this age, You break not sanctuary in seizing him. The benefit thereof is always granted To those whose dealings have deserv'd the place. And those who have the wit to claim the place: This prince hath neither claim'dit, nor deserv'd it; Therefore, in mine opinion, cannot have it: Then, taking him from thence, that is not there, You break no privilege nor charter there. Oft I have heard of sanctuary men; But sanctuary children, ne'er till now. Card. My lord, you shall o'errule my mind for once.— Come on, lord Hastings, will you go with me? Hast. I go, my lord. Prince. ğ. ords, make all the speedy haste you may. [Ereunt Cardinal, and Hasting”. Say, uncle Gloster, if our brother come, Where shall we sojourn’till our coronation? Glo. Where it seems best unto your royal self. If I may counsel you, some day, or two, Your highness shall repose you at the Tower: Then where you please, and shall be thought most fit For your best health and recreation. Prince. I do not like the Tower, of any place:– Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord? Glo. He did, my graciouslord, begin that place; Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edify’d. Prince. Is it upon record? or else reported Successively from age to age, he built it?

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London was anciently called Camera regia. adherent to old customs.

t;0 Buck. Upon record, my gracious lord. * Ceremonious for superstitious; traditional for

Prince.

Prince. Butsay, my lord, it were not register'd; Methinks, the truth should live from age to age, As 'twere retail'd' to all posterity, Even to the general all-ending day. Gto. So wise so young, they say, do ne'er live long *. Prince, Wii say you, uncle? Glo. I say, without characters, fame lives long. Thus, like the formal vice ’, Iniquity, { Aside I moralize,_two meanings in one word. Slălé'. Prince. That Julius Caesar was a famous man; With what his valour did enrich his wit, His wit set down to make his valour live: Death makes no conquest of this conqueror; For now he lives in fame, though not in lifeI’ll tell you what, my cousin Buckinghain. Buck. What, my gracious lord? Prince. An if I live until I be a man, I’ll win our ancient right in France again, Or die a soldier, as I liv'd a king. Glo. Short summers lightly" ise a forward spring. [Aside.

Enter York, Hastings, and the Cardinal.

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duke of York. [brother? Prince. Richard of York, how fares our loving York. Well, my dread lord; so must I call you now. * Prince. Ay, brother; to our grief, as it is yours: Too late", he died, that might have kept that title, Which by his death has lost much majesty. Glo. How faresourcousin, noble lord of York? York. I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord, You said, that idle weeds are fast in growth: The prince my brother hath outgrown me far. Glo. He hath, my lord. York. And therefore is he idle? Glo. O. my fair cousin, I must not say so. York. Then is he more beholden to you, than I. Glo. He may command me, as my sovereign; But you have power in me, as in a kinsman. York. I pray you, uncle, give me this dagger. Glo. My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart. Prince. A beggar, brother? York. Of my kind uncle, that I know will give: And, being but a toy, which is no gift to give. Glo. A greater gift than that I’ll give my cousin.

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Glo. Ay, gentle cousin, were it light enough. York. Othen, I see, you'll part but with light ifts; In wego, things you'll say a beggar, nay. Glo. It is too weighty for your grace to wear. York. I weigh it lightly", were it heavier. Glo. What, would you have my weapon, little lord? [me.

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Glo. My lord, will 't please you pass along? Myself, and my good cousin Buckingham, Will to your mother; to entreat of her, To meet you at the Tower, and welcome you. York. What, will you go into the Tower, my lord 2 Prince. My lord protector needs will have it so. York. I shall not sleep in quiet at the Tower. Glo. Why, what should you fear? York. Märry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost; My grandam told me, he was murther'd there. Prince, I fear no uncles dead. Glo, Nor none that live, I hope. Prince. An if they live, I hope, I need not fear.

30|But come, my lord, and, with a heavy heart,

Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower.
[Ereunt Prince, York, Hastings, Cardinal,
and Attendants.
Buck. Think you, my lord, this little prating
York

3 * Was not incensed by his subtle mother,

To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously?
Glo. No doubt, no doubt; O,'tis a parlous boy;
Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable;
He's l the mother's, from the top to toe.
Buck. Well, let them rest.—Come hither,
Catesby; thou art sworn
As deeply to effect what we intend,
As closely to conceal what we impart:
Thou know'st our reasons urg’d upon the way;-
What think'st thou? is it not an easy matter.
To make William lord Hastings of our mind,
For the instalment of this nobie duke
In the seat royal of this famous isle -
Cates. He for his father's sakeso loves the prince,
That he will not be won to aught against him.
Buck. What think'st thou then of Stanley? will
not he?
Cates. He will do all in all as Hastings doth.
Buck, Well then, no more but this: Go, gentle
Catesby,
And, as it were far off, sound thou lord Hastings,
How he doth stand affected to our purpose;

* A proverbial line.
* i.e. io in ordinary course.

esteem it but a trifling gift, were it heavier.

And summon him to-morrow to the Tower,

* By vice the author means not a quality, but a * i.e. too lately, the loss is

To

To sit about the coronation.
If thou dost find him tractable to us,
Encourage him, and tell him all our reasons:
If he be leaden, icy, cold, unwilling, ...
Be thou so too; and so break off the talk,
And give us notice of his inclination:
For we to-morrow hold divided councils,
Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd.
Glo. Commend me |. William: tell him,
Catesby,
His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries
To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret-castle;
And bid my friend, for joy of this good news,
Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more.
Buck. Good Catesby, go, effect this business
soundly, [can.
Cates. My good lords both, with all the heed I
Glo. Shall we hear from you, Catesby, ere we
Cates. You shall, my lord. [sleep?
Glo. At Crosby-place, there you shall find us
both. [Erit Catesby.
Buck. Now, my lord, what shall we do, if we
perceive
Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots?
Glo. Chop off his head, man;–somewhat we
will do:—
And, look, when I am king, claim thou of me
The earldom of Hereford, and all the moveables
Whereof the king my brother was possess'd.
Buck. I'llclaimthat promise atyour grace's hand.
Glo. And look to have it yielded withallkindness.
Come, let us sup betimes; that afterwards
We may digest our complots in some form.
[Ereunt.

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Enter Hastings. Hast. Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights? Mes. So it should seem by that I have to say. First, he commends him to your noble self. Hast. And then, Mes.Then certifies your lordship, that this nigh He dreamt, the boar had rased' off his helm: Besides, he says, there are two councils held; And that may be determin'd at the one, Which may make you and him to rue at th' other. Therefore he sends to know your lordship's pleaIf presently you will take horse with him, isure, And with all speed post with him toward the north, To shun the danger that his soul divines.

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Hast. Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord; Bid him not fear the separated councils: His honour, and myself, are at the one; And, at the other, is my good friend Catesby; Where nothing can proceed, that toucheth us, Whereof I shall not have intelligence. Tell him, his fears are shallow, wanting instance': And for his dreams, I wonder, he's so fond To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers: To fly the boar, before the boar pursues, Were to incense the boar to follow us, And make pursuit, where he did mean no chase. Go, bid thy master rise and come to me; And we will both together to the Tower, Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly. Mes. I’ll go, my lord, and tell him what you say. LErit. Enter Catesby. Cates. Many good morrows to my noble lord"

- stirring; What news, what news, in this our tottering state? Cates. It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord; , And, I believe, will never stand upright, 'Till Richard wear the garland of the realm. Hast. How wear the garland? dost thou meanCates. Ay, my good lord. [the crown 2. . Hast. fo have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders, - Before I’ll see the crown so foul misplac'd, But canst thouguess that he doth aim at it? [ward Cates. Ay, on my life; and hopes to find you forUpon his party, for the gain thereof: * And, thereupon, he ... you this good news, That, this same very day, your enemie

Hast. Indeed, I am no mourner for that news, Because they have been still my adversaries: But, that I’ll give my voice on Richard's side, To bar my master's heirs in true descent, God knows, I will not do it, to the death. [mind Cates. God keep your lordship in that gracious Hast. But I shall laugh at this a twleve-month hence,— , That they, who brought me in my master's hate, I live to look upon their tragedy. Well, Catesby, ere a fortnight make me older, I’ll send some packing, that yet think not on’t. Cates. "Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord, When men are unprepar'd, and look not for it. . Hast. Olmonstrous, monstrous! and so fallsit out With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: and so 'twill do With some men else, who think themselves as safe As thou, and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear To princely Richard, and to Buckingham. Cates. The princes both make high account of Otl.For they 3. nthis head upon the bridge. [Aside. Hast. I know they do; and I have well ão d it.

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By a boar, throughout this scene,

The kindred of the queen, must die oomfict.

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