I every day expect an embassage From my Redeemer to redeem me hence; And now in peace my soul shall part to heaven, Riv. By heaven, my soul is purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love. 10 Hast. So thrive I, as I truly swear the like! K. Edw. Take heed you dally not before your king ; Lest he, that is the supreme King of kings, Hast. So prosper I, as I swear perfect love! 20 Queen. There, Hastings;-I will never more remember Our former hatred, So thrive I, and mine! K. Edw. Dorset, embrace him ;-Hastings, love lord marquis. Dors. This interchange of love, I here protest, Upon my part, shall be inviolable. Hast. And so swear I. Eiij K. Edw. K. Edw. Now, princely Buckingham, seal thou this league With thy embracements to my wife's allies, Buck. Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace, but with all duteous love 30 [To the Queen. Doth cherish you, and yours, God punish me 40 [Embracing RIVERS, &c. K. Edw. A pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham, Is this thy vow unto my sickly heart. There wanteth now our brother Gloster here, To make the blessed period of this peace. Buck. And, in good time, here comes the noble duke. Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Good morrow to my sovereign, king, and queen; And, princely peers, a happy time of day t K. Edw. Happy, indeed, as we have spent the day: Brother, we have done deeds of charity; 50 Between Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers. Glo. A blessed labour my most sovereign liege.— Among this princely heap, if any here, By false intelligence, or wrong surmise, To reconcile me to his friendly peace': I hate it, and desire all good men's love.— First, madam, I entreat true peace of you, 60 Which I will purchase with my duteous service; Of you my noble cousin Buckingham, If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us;- With whom my soul is any jot at odds, I thank my God for my humility. 70 Queen. A holy-day this shall be kept hereafter :I would to God, all strifes were well compounded.My sovereign lord, I do beseech your highness To take our brother Clarence to your grace. Glo. Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this, To be so flouted in this royal presence? Who knows not, that the gentle duke is dead? [They all start. You You do him injury, to scorn his corse. K. Edw. Who knows not, he is dead! who knows, he is? Queen. All-seeing heaven, what a world is this! Dors. Ay, my good lord; and no man in the presence, But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks. K. Edw. Is Clarence dead? the order was revers'd. Glo. But he, poor man, by your first order died, And that a winged Mercury did bear; Some tardy cripple bore the countermand, God grant that some, less noble, and less loyal, Enter Lord STANLEY. 90 Stan. A boon, my sovereign, for my service done! K. Edw. I pr'ythee, peace; my soul is full of sor row. Stan. I will not rise, unless you highness hear me. K. Edw. Then say at once, what is it thou request'st? Stan. The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant's life; Who slew to-day a riotous gentleman, Lately attendant on the duke of Norfolk. 100 K. Edw. Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death, And 110 And shall that tongue give pardon to a slave ? 120 For him, poor soul.-The proudest of you all Yet none of you would once plead for his life.- 131 Come, |