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A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,-
Framed in the prodigality of nature,
Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,
The spacious world cannot again afford :
And will she yet abase' her eyes on me,
That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,
And made her widow to a woful bed ?
On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety ?
On me, that halt, and am mis-shapen thus ?
My dukedom to a beggarly denier,
I do mistake my person all this while :
Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,
Myself to be a marvellous proper man.
I'll be at charges for a looking-glass;
And entertain a score or two of tailors,
To study fashions to adorn my body:
Since I am crept in favour with myself,
I will maintain it with some little cost.
But, first, I 'll turn yon' fellow in his grave,
And then return lamenting to my love.-
Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,
That I may see my shadow as I pass.

Exit. SCENE III.-The Same. A Room in the Palace. Enter Queen ELIZABETH, Lord RIVERS, and Lord GREY. Riv. Have patience, madam: there's no doubt, his

majesty Will soon recover his accustom'd health.

Grey. In that you brook it ill, it makes him worse:
Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort,
And cheer his grace with quick and merry words.?

Q. Eliz. If he were dead, what would betide on me?
Grey. No other harm, but loss of such a lord.
Q. Eliz. The loss of such a lord includes all harms.

Grey. The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son, To be your comforter when he is gone.

Q. Eliz. Ah! he is young; and his minority
Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloster,
A man that loves not me, nor none of you.

Riv. Is it concluded, he shall be protector ?

Q. Eliz. It is determin’d, not concluded yet; But so it must be, if the king miscarry. i debase : in quartos.

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Enter BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY?. Grey. Here come the lords of Buckingham and

Buck. Good time of day unto your royal grace.
Stan. God make your majesty joyful as you have been!
Q. Eliz. The countess Richmond, good my lord of

To your good prayer will scarcely say amen.
Yet, Stanley, notwithstanding she's your wife,
And loves not me, be you, good lord, assur'd,
I hate not you for her proud arrogance.

Stan. I do beseech you, either not believe
The envious slanders of her false accusers;
Or, if she be accus'd on true report,
Bear with her weakness, which, I think, proceeds
From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice.

Q. Eliz. Saw you the king to-day, my lord of Stanley ?

Stan. But now, the duke of Buckingham, and I, Are come from visiting his majesty.

Q. Eliz. What’ likelihood of his amendment, lords ? Buck. Madam, good hope : his grace speaks cheer

fully. Q. Eliz. God grant him health! Did you confer with

him ? Buck. Ay, madam : he desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers, And between them and my lord chamberlain; And sent to warn them to his royal presence. [be:

Q. Eliz. Would all were well !-But that will never I fear, our happiness is at the height.' Enter GLOSTER, stamping angrily, with HASTINGS, and

DORSET. Glo. They do me wrong, and I will not endure it. Who are they, that complain unto the king, That I, forsooth, am stern, and love them not? By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly, That fill his ears with such dissentious rumours. Because I cannot flatter, and speak fair, Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive, and cog, Duck with French nods and apish courtesy, I must be held a rancorous enemy. Cannot a plain man live, and think no harm,

DERBY : in old copies. 2. With: in quartos. highest : in quartos. The words “ stamping angrily' : not in f. e.

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grace ?

But thus his simple truth must be abus'd
With silken, sly, insinuating Jacks ?

Grey. To whom in all this presence speaks your

Glo. To thee, that hast nor honesty, nor grace. When have I injur'd thee? when done thee wrong ?Or thee?-or thee?—or any of your faction ? A plague upon you all!

His royal grace, (Whom God preserve better than you would wish!) Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing-while, But you must trouble him with lewd complaints.

Q. Eliz. Brother of Gloster, you mistake the matter. The king, on his own royal disposition, And not provok'd by any suitor else, Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred, That in your outward action shows itself, Against my children, brothers, and myself, Makes him to send ; that thereby he may gather The ground” of your ill-will, and so remove it.

Glo. I cannot tell ;—the world is grown so bad, That wrens makes prey where eagles dare not perch: Since every Jack became a gentleman, There's many a gentle person made a Jack. Q. Eliz. Come, come, we know your meaning, bro

ther Gloster : You envy my advancement, and my friends. God grant, we never may have need of you !

Glo. Meantime, God grants that I have need of you : Our brother is imprison'd by your means; Myself disgrac'd, and the nobility Held in contempt; while many great* promotions Are daily given, to ennoble those That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble.

Q. Eliz. By him that rais'd me to this careful height From that contented hap which I enjoy'd, I never did incense his majesty Against the duke of Clarence; but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him. My lord, you do me shameful injury, Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects.

Glo. You may deny, that you were not the means

i Wicked. 2 The rest of the line is not in the folio. 3 The quartos of 1602, and later : may. 4

ir:in quarto.

5 cause : in quarto.

Of my lord Hastings' late imprisonment.

Riv. She may, my lord; for

Glo. She may, lord Rivers,—why, who knows not so? She may do more, sir, than denying that: She may help you to many fair preferments, And then deny her aiding hand therein, And lay those honours on your high desert. What may she not? She may,—ay, marry, may she,

Riv. What, marry, may she?

Glo. What, marry, may she ? marry with a king, A bachelor, and a handsome stripling too. I wis, your grandam had a worser match.

Q. Eliz. My lord of Gloster, I have too long borne Your blunt upbraidings, and your bitter scoffs : By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty, Of those gross taunts that oft I have endur'd. I had rather be a country serving-maid, Than a great queen, with this condition, To be thus taunted, scorn'd, and baited at:? Small joy have I in being England's queen.

Enter Queen MARGARET, behind. Q. Mar. And lessen'd be that small, God, I beseech him!

[Aside.? Thy honour, state, and seat, is due to me.

Glo. What! threat you me with telling of the king ? Tell him, and spare not: look, what I have said, I will avouch in presence of the king : I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower. 'Tis time to speak; my pains are quite forgot. Q. Mar. Out, devil! I do remember them too well :

[Aside. Thou kill'dstø my husband Henry in the Tower, And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury.

Glo. Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband king, I was a pack-horse in his great affairs; A weeder-out of his proud adversaries, A liberal rewarder of his friends : To royalize his blood, I spent mine own. Q. Mar. Ay, and much better blood than his, or thine.

[ Aside.? Glo. In all which time, you, and your husband Grey,

1 So all the quartos; folio : so baited, scorn'd and stormed at. 2 Not in f. e. 3 This line is only in the quartos. 4 This line is only in the folio. 5 Not in f. e. 6 slewest : in f. e. 7 Not in f. e.

Were factious for the house of Lancaster ;-
And, Rivers, so were you.—Was not your husband
In Margaret's battle at Saint Alban's slain ?
Let me put in your minds, if you forget,


have been ere this', and what you are ; Withal, what I have been, and what I am. Q. Mar. A murd'rous villain, and so still thou art.

Aside. Glo. Poor Clarence did forsake his father Warwick, Ay, and forswore himself,—which Jesu pardon Q. Mar. Which God revenge !

[Aside. Glo. To fight on Edward's party, for the crown; And, for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up. I would to God, my heart were flint like Edward's, Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine: I am too childish-foolish for this world. Q. Mar. Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave this world,

[Aside. Thou cacodæmon! there thy kingdom is.

Riv. My lord of Gloster, in those busy days,
Which here you urge to prove us enemies,
We follow'd then our lord, our sovereign king;
So should we you, if you should be our king.

Glo. If I should be ?-I had rather be a pedlar.
Far be it from my heart the thought thereof!

Q. Eliz. As little joy, my lord, as you suppose
You should enjoy, were you this country's king,
As little joy you may suppose in me,
That I enjoy, being the queen thereof.

Q. Mar. A little joy enjoys the queen thereof; (Aside.
For I am she, and altogether joyless.
I can no longer hold me patient.-

[Coming forward. They all start." Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out In sharing that which you have pill'd from me! Which of you trembles not, that looks on me? If not, that, I being queen, you bow like subjects, Yet that, by you depos’d, you quake like rebels ?Ah! gentle villain, do not turn away. (sight?

Glo. Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'st thou in my

Q. Mar. But repetition of what thou hast marrd; That will I make, before I let thee go. 1 now: in quartos.

5 lawful : in quartos. 7 Advancing: in f. e.

2 3 4 Not in f. e.

6 Not in f. e.

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