Re-enter first Murderer. 1 Murd. How now? what mean'st thou, that thou help'st me not? By heaven, the duke shall know how slack you have been. 2 Murd. I would he knew, that I had sav'd his brother! Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say; For I repent me that the duke is slain. [Exit. 1 Murd. So do not I; go, coward, as thou art.— Well, I'll go hide the body in some hole, Till that the duke give order for his burial: For this will out, and then I must not stay. [Erit. АСТ II. SCENE 1. THE SAME. A ROOM IN THE PALACE. Enter King Edward, (led in sick,) Queen Elizabeth, Dorset, Rivers, Hastings, Buckingham, Grey, and Others. K. Edw. Why, so:-now have I done a good day's work; You peers, continue this united league: From my Redeemer to redeem me hence; And more in peace my soul shall part to heaven, And with my hand I seal my true heart's love. Hast. So thrive I, as I truly swear the like! king; Lest he, that is the supreme King of kings, Hast. So prosper I, as I swear perfect love! Nor your son Dorset,-Buckingham, nor you; You have been factious one against the other. Wife, love lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand; And what you do, do it unfeignedly. Q. Eliz. 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. [Embraces Dorset. 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, [to the Queen.] but with all du teous love Doth cherish you, and yours, God punish me K. Edw. A pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham, Is this thy vow unto my sickly heart. There wanteth now our brother Glo'ster here, Buck. And, in good time, here comes the noble duke. Enter Glo'ster. Glo. Good-morrow to my sovereign king, and queen; And, princely peers, a happy time of day! K. Edw. Happy, indeed, as we have spent the day: Brother, we have done deeds of charity; Among this princely heap, if any here, By false intelligence, or wrong surmise, If I unwittingly, or in my rage, Have aught committed that is hardly borne By any in this presence, I desire To reconcile me to his friendly peace: 'Tis death to me, to be at enmity; I hate it, and desire all good men's love.- If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us;- More than the infant that is born to-night; I thank my God for my humility. Q. Eliz. A holyday shall this be kept hereafter: I would to God, all strifes were well compounded.—- Glo. Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this, You do him injury, to scorn his corse. he is? Q. Eliz. All-seeing heaven, what a world is this! Buck. Look I so pale, lord Dorset, as the rest? Dor. Ay, my good lord; and no man in the pre sence, But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks. K. Edw. Is Clarence dead? the order was re vers'd. Glo. But he, poor man, by your first order died, And that a winged Mercury did bear; Some tardy cripple bore the countermand, That came too lag to see him buried:- God grant, that some, less noble, and less loyal, Enter Stanley. Stan. A boon, my sovereign, for my service done! K. Edw. I pr'ythee, peace; my soul is full of sorrow. |