Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it. I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word "love," which greybeards call divine, And not in me. I am myself alone. Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light: 80 90 [Exit with the body. SCENE VII. London. The palace. Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD, QUEEN ELIZABETH, CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, a Nurse with the young Prince, and Attendants. K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal throne, Re-purchased with the blood of enemies. What valiant foemen, like to autumn's corn, Have we mow'd down in tops of all their pride! For hardy and undoubted champions; Two Cliffords, as the father and the son, And two Northumberlands; two braver men Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound; With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague, 10 That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. Taus have we swept suspicion from our seat Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy. Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace; And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. 20 Glou. [Aside] I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid; For yet I am not look'd on in the world. This shoulder was ordain'd so thick to heave; And heave it shall some weight, or break my back: K. Edw. Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen; And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. Clar. The duty that I owe unto your majesty I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. Q. Eliz. thanks. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, 30 Glou. And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. [Aside] To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master, Having my country's peace and brothers' loves. Clar. What will your grace have done with Margaret? Reignier, her father, to the king of France Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, And hither have they sent it for her ransom. 40 K. Edu. Away with her, and waft her hence to France. Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy! [Exeunt. Enter RICHARD, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, solus. Glou. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York; And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up, Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here Clarence comes. Brother, good day: what means this armed guard Clar. His majesty, Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed Glou. Upon what cause? 10 20 330 40 Clar. Because my name is George. Glou. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours; Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest As yet I do not: but, as I can learn, He hearkens after prophecies and dreams; And, for my name of George begins with G, It follows in his thought that I am he. 50 These, as I learn, and such like toys as these 60 Have moved his highness to commit me now. Glou. Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women: "Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower; My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she That tempers him to this extremity. Was it not she and that good man of worship, That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower, Clar. By heaven, I think there's no man is secure Are mighty gossips in this monarchy. Brak. I beseech your graces both to pardon me; His majesty hath straitly given in charge That no man shall have private conference, Of what degree soever, with his brother. Glou. Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury, You may partake of any thing we say: We speak no treason, man: we say the king 70 80 80 90 |