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And now to London with triumphant march.
There to be crowned England's royal king.
From whejico shall Warwick cut the sea to

France,
And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen :
80 shalt thou sinew both the^e lands together;
And, having France thy friend, thon ^lalt no*

dread
The scatter *d foe, that hopes to rise again ;
For though they cannot greatlyifiP
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Yet look to nave them biizz^ to o£knd thine ears.
First, will I see the coronation ;
And then to Brittanj III cross the sea.
To effect this marriage, so it please my lord.
Edw. Even as thoa wilt, sweet Warwick, let
it be:
For on thy shoulder do I bnild my seat;
And never will I undertake the thing
Wherein thj counsel and consent is wantmg.



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Richard, I will create thee Dnke of Gloster ;
And George, of Clarence; Warwick, as oorself,
Shall do, and undo, as him pleaseth best.

Bich, Let me be Duke ot Clarence; Gteorge, of
Gloster;
For Gloster's dukedom is too ominous.

War, Tut! that's a foolish observation ,
Richard, be Duke of Gloster. Now to London,
To see Uiese honours in possession. [Saoeuid,



ACT ni.



SCENE L— ^ Cfhace in the NoHh of England.
Enter Ikoo Keepers, vdA erosa^moe in their hande*

1 Keep, Under this thick-grown brake well

shrond ourselve!) ;
For through this kund aoon the deer will come;
And in this covert will we make our stand.
Calling the principal of all the deer.

2 Keiqp. ill stay above the hill, so both maj

shoot.

1 Keep. That cannot be ; the noise of thy cross-

bow
Will scare the herd, and so my shoot is lost.
Here stand we both, and aim we at the best :
And, for the time shall not seem tedious,
111 tell thee what befell me on a day
In this self nlace where now we mean to stand.

2 iCsep. Here oomes a man, let's stay till he be

past.

Enter King HssRTf ditguieed, with a prayer-booh,

K, Ben, From Scotland have I stolen, even of

pure love,
To greet mine own Und with my wishful sight.
No, Harry, Harry, 'tis no land of thine;
Thy pUice is fiU'd, thy sceptre wrung from thee,
Thy balm wash'd off, wherewith thou wast

anointed :
No bending knee will call thee Ciesar now.
No humble suitors press to speak for right.
No, not a man comes for redress to thee ;
For how can I help them, and not mjself ?

1 Ke^, Ay, here's a deer whose skinis a keeper's

fee:
This is the^tiondbm king ; let's seize upon him.

K, Hen, Let me embrace these sour adversities:
For wise men say it is the wisest course.

2 Ke^, Why linger we ? let us lay hands upon

him.
1 Ke^ Forbear a while; well hear a little

more.
K Hen, My queen and son are gone to France

for aid ;
And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick
Is thither gone to crave the French king^s sister
To wife for Edward : If this news be true,
Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost;
For Warwick is a subtle orator^
And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words.
By this account, then, Margaret may wm liim ;
For she's a woman to be pitied much :
Her sighs will make a battery m his breast ;
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart ;
The tic;er will be mild while she doth mourn ;
And Nero will be tainted with remorse,
To bear her plaints, and see her brinish tears.
Ay, but she's come to beg ; Warwick, to give:
She, on his left side, craving aid for Henry ;
He, on his right, askmg a wife for Edward.
She we^, and says— her Henry is denos'd



He smDes, and says— his Edward is instalFd;
That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no

more;
Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the

wrong,
Inferreth arguments of mighty strength;
And, in conclusion^ wins the king from her,
With promise of his sister, and what else.
To strengthen and support King Edward's place.
Margaret, thus 'twul be ; and thou, poor soul.
Art then forsaken, as thou went'st forlorn.
2 Ke^ Say, what art thou that talk'st of kings

and queens?
K, Hen, More than I seem, and less than I waa

born to :
A man at least, for less I should not be :
And men may talk of kings, and why not I?
2 Keep, Ay, but thou talk'st as if thou wert a



K, Hen, Why, so I am, in mind; and that^

enougL
2 Keep, But if thou be a kuig, where is thy

crown?
K, Hen, My crown is in my heart, not on my
head;
Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones.
Nor to be seen: my crown b call'd content;
A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy.
2 Keep, Well, if yon be a king crown'd with
content,
Your crown content and you must be contented
To go along with us : for. as we think,
You are the king King Edward hath depos'd ;
And we his subjects, sworn in all allegiance.
Will apprehend yon as his enemy.
K, Ben, But did you never swear and break an

oath?
2 Keqp. No, never such an oath ; nor will not

now.
K,Hen, Where did you dwell when I was King

ofEngUnd?
2 Ke^ Here in this country where we now

remain.
K, Hen, I was anointed king at nine months
old;
My father and my grand&ther were kings;
And ye were sworn true subjects unto me :
And, tell me, then, have yon not broke your oaths?

1 iTeep. No ;
For we were subjects but while you were king.
K, Hen. Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a
man?
Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear.
Look, as I blow this feather from my face,
And as the air blows it to me again.
Obeying with my wind when 1 do blow.
And yielding to another when it blows,
Commanded always by the greater gust ;
Such is the lightness of you common men.
But do not break your oaths ; iox^oi that sin, j

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590 KING HENRT

Mj mild entreaty shal] Dot make 70a guiity.
Go where you will, the king shall be commanded ;
And be 70a kings ; command, and 111 obey.
1 Keep. We are true sabjects of the king, King

Edward.
K. Hen. So would Ton be again to Henry,
it he were seated as King Edward is.
1 Ke^. We charge 70a in God's name, and in
the kingX
To go with us unto the ofiScers.
K. Hen. In God's name, lead ; 70ur king's name
be obeyed:
And what (iod will, that let your king perform ;
And what he will, I humbly yield unto.

[Exeuni.

SCENE IL— London. A Boom in the PaJLace.

Enter King Edward, Gloster, Clasbroe, and
Lady Grst.

K. Edw. Brother of Gloster, at Saint Alban^
field
This lady's husband. Sir John Grey, was slain,
His lands then seiz'd on by the conqueror :
Her suit is now to repossess those lands ;
Which we in justice cannot well deny,
Because in q^sarrel of the house of York
The worthy gentleman did lose his life.

Qlo, Tour highness shall do well to grant her
suit;
It were dishonour to deny it her.
K. Edw. It were no less; but yet 111 make •

pause*
Qlo YMlisitso?
I see the lad^ hath a thing to gnmt.
Before the king will grant her humble suit.
OUxr. He knows the game: how true he keeps
the wind I \Adde.

Oh. SUence! [Aside.

K. EAo. Widow, we will consider of your suit;
And come some other time to know our mind.
L. Qrey. Right gracious lord, 1 cannot brook
delay:
May it please your highness to resolve me now;
And what ;^oar pleasure is shall satisfy me.
Qlo. [Adde.] Ay^ widow? then 111 warrant you
all your lands.
An if what pleases him shall pleasure you.
Fight closer, or, good faith, you 11 catch a blow.
Clar. I fear her not unless she chance to
fall. [Aside.

Gh. God forbid that! for hell take van-
tages. [Aside.
K. Edw. How many children hast thou, widow ?

tell me.
Olar. I think he means to beg a child of her.

[Aside.
GUt. Nay, whip me then; hell rather give her
two [Aside.

L. Grey Three, my most gracious lord.
Qlo. You shall have four, if youll be ruled by
him. [Aside.

K. Edw. T were pity they should lose their

father's land.
L. Grey. Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then.
K, Edw. Lords, give us leave : I'll try this

widow's wit.
Gh. Ay, good leave have you ; for you will
have leave
•fill youth take leave, and leave you to the crutch.
[GLOflTER and Cluuehcb retire to the other siue.
K,Edw. Now, tell me, madam, do you love
your cfafldren ?



VI.— PART ni.

L. Grey, ky^ full as dearly as I love myseHl
K, Eaw, And would you not do much to do
them good?
L. Qrey. To do them good I would snstafai some

harm.
K. Edw. Then get your husband^ lands, to do

them good.
L. Grey. Therefore I came unto vour majesty.
K.Edw. Ill tell yon how these lands are to be

got
L. Grey, So shall yon bind me to your higfanesi

service.
K. Edw. What service wilt thou do me, if I give

them?
L. Grey. What yon command that rests in me

to do.
'K. Edw. But yon will take exceptions to mj

boon.
L. Grey. No, gradous lord, except I cannot do it.
Km Edw, Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to

ask.
L. Grey. Why, then I will do what your grK)e

commands.
Qlo. He plies her hard; and much rain wears

the marble.
Olar. As red as firel nay, then her wax must

melt. [Aside.

L. Grey. Why stops my lord? shall I not hear

my task?
K.Edw. An easy task; His but to love a king.
L. Qrey. That's soon performed, because I am a

subject.
K.Edw. Why. then, thy husbandli lands I

freely give thee.
L, Grey. I take my leave with many thousand

thanks.
Qlo. The match is made; she seals it with a

curt'sy.
K. Edw. But stay thee, tis the fruits of love I

mean.
L. Greu. The firuits of love I mean, my loving

liege.
K. Edw. Av, but, I fear me m another sense.
What love think'st thou I sue so much to set?
L. Grey. My love till death, my humble toanka,

my prayers;
That love which virtue begs and virtue grants.
K. Ecko. No, by my troth, I did not mean such

love.
L. Grey. Why, then yon mean not as I thought

you did.
K. Edw. But now you partly may perceive my

mind.
L. Grey. My mind will never grant what I

perceive
Your highness aims at, if I aim aright.
K. EdUo. To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee.
L. Grey. To tell you plain, I had rather lie in

prison.
K. Edw. Why, then, thou shalt not have thj

husband's lands.
L. Qrey. Why, then, mine honesty shall be my

dower ;
For by that loss I will not purchase them.
K.Edw. Therein thou wrongest thy children

mightily.
L. Grey. Herein your highness wrongs both

them and me.
But, mighty lord, this merry inclination
Accords not with the sadness of my suit;
Please you dismiss me, either with ay or no.

K. ^w. Ay, if thou wilt say ay to my request
No, if thou dost say no to my demand



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L, Qr^. Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an end.

Qlo* liie widow lira him not, she knits her

brows. [Aside,

Olar. He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom.

[Aside.
K. Edw. [AsideJ] Her looks do argue her replete
witn modesty ;
Her words do show her wit incomparable.
All her perfections challenge sovereignty:
One way or other she is for a king ;
And she shall be my love, or else my queen.
Bay, that King Edward take thee ror his queen?
2ir. Qrey, *T!s better said than done, my gracious
lord:
I am a subject fit to jest withal,
But for unfit to be a sovereign.
K.Bdio, Sweet widow, by my state I swear to
thee,
I speak no more than what my soul intends ;
And that is, to enjoy thee for my love.

L. Orey. And that is more than I will yield unto:
I know 1 am too mean to be your queen.
And yet too good to be your concubine.
K,Edio, You eavil widow; I did mean my

queen.
Im Orey. 'Twill grieve your grace my son should

call you father.
K, Edu. No more than when my daughters call
thee mother.
Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children ;
And, by CKmI's mother, I, being but a bachelor,
Have other some : why, tis a happy thing
To be the father unto many sons.
Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen.
Olo. The ghostly father now hath done his shrift!

[Aside.

(Hat, When he was made a shriver, *twas for

shift [Aside,

X, Edio. Brothers, you muse what chat we two

have had.
€Ro, The widow likes it not for she looks very sad.
K. Edw, Tou'd think it strange if I should marry

her.
CUm, To whom, my lord?
K, Edw, Why, Clarence, to myself.

OZo. That would be ten days* wonder at the least.
C^, That's a day longer than a wonder Usts.
62o. By so much is the wonder in extremes.
K»Edw, Well, jest on brothers: I can tell you
both
Her suit is granted for her husband's Umds.

Enter a NoUeman.

Nob. My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken,
And broQght your prisoner to your palace gate.

K, Edw, See that he be conveyed unto the To wer ;
And go we, brothers, to the man that took him,
To question of hb apprehension.
Widow, go you along;— Lords, use her honourable.
[Jiaeeuni K. £dw., Lady Gr£Y, Clabencb,
and Lord.

Gh, Ay, Edward will use women honourably.
Would he were wasted, marrow, bones, and all,
That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring,
To cross me from the golden time I look for 1
And yet, between niy soul's desire and me
(The lastful Edward's title buried),
Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward,
And all the unlook*d-for issue of thehr bodies,
To take their rooms, ere I can place myself:
A odd premeditation for my purpose!
Why, tnen I do but dream on sovereignty;
Uki OAAihat ftandt noon a promontory,



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And spies a fSuvoff shore where he would tread.
Wishing his foot were equal with his eye;
And chides the sea that sunders him from thenoQ,
Saying, hell lade it dry to have his way:
So do I wish the crown, being so far off ;
And so I chide the means that keep me orom it ;
And so I say. 111 cut the causes o£^
Flattering me with impossibilities.
My qjb'a too quick, my heart o'erweens too much,
Unless my hand and strength could equal them.
Well, say there is no kingdom then for Richard ;
What other pleasure can the world afford?
Ill make my heaven in a lady's lap.
And deck my body in ga^r ornaments.
And witch sweet ladies with my woros and looks.
O miserable thought! and more unlikely
Than to accomplish twenty golden crowns!
Why, love forswore me in my mother's womb:
And, for I should not deal in her soft laws,
She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe
To shrink mine arm up like a vrither'd shrub;
To make an envious mountain on my back.
Where sits deformity to mock my body j
To shape my legs of an unequal size ;
To disproportion me in every part.
Like to a chaos, or an unlick'd bear-whelp.
That carries no impression like the dam.
And am I then a man to be belov'd?
0, monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought!
Then, since this earth affords no joy to me
But to command, to check, to o'erbear such
As are of better person than mjrself,
111 make my heaven to dream u^n the crown;
And, whiles I live, to account this world but hell,
Until my mis^ap'd trunk, that bears this head.
Be round impaleu with a glorious crown.
, And yet I know not how to get the crown,
! For many lives stand between me and home ;
I And I, like one lost in a thorny wood,
I That rents the thorns, and is rent with the thorns,
i Seeking a way, and straying from the way;
I Not knowing how to find the open air,
; But toiling desperately to find it out, —
i Torment myself to catch the English crown,
I And fh>m that torment I will free myself,
! Or hew my way out with a bloody axe.
! Why, 1 can smile, and murther whiles I smile :
i And cry, content, to that which ^eves my heart;
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears.
And frame my face to all occasions.
Ill drown more sailors than the mermaid shall;
111 slay more gazers than the basilisk ;
111 play the orator as well as Nestor ;
I Deceive more slily than Ulysses could ;
I And, like a Sinon, take another Troy;
I I can add colours to the cameleon ;

Change shapes with Proteus, for advantages,
I And set the mnrtherous Macniavel to school.
: Can I do this, and cannot get a crown?
Tut? were it farther off I'll pluck it down.

[Exit

SCENE IIL— Fiance. A Boom m Oe Palace.

FUmrish. Enter Lewis, the French Kinp, ana
Lady Boha, attended; the King takes fas state.
Then enter Queen B1a.boarbt, Prince Edwabd
her Sony and the Earl of Oxford.
K, Lew, Fair Queen of Englaxid, worthy Mar-
garet, [Eising.
Bit down with us; it Ul befits thy state
And birth that thou shouldst stand, whfle L«wifl
doth fit



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Q, Mar, No, mighty Kin^ ot France ; now Mar-
garet
Most strike her sail, and learn awhile to server
Where kings command. I was, I must confess,
Great Albion's queen in former golden days :
But now mischance hath trod my title down,
And with dishonour laid me on the ground;
Where 1 must take like seat unto my fortune,
And to my humble seat conform myself.

K, Lew. Why, say, fair queen, whence springs
this deep despair?

Q, Mar, From such a cause as fills mine eyes
with tears.
And Btops my tongue, while heart is drown'd in
cares.

K, Lew. Whatever it be, be thou still like thysdf.
And sit thee by our side: yield not thy neck

[SeaU her by km.
To fortuned yoke, but let thy dauntless mind
Still ride in triumph over all mischance.
Be plain, Queen Margaret, and tell thy grief;
It shall be eas*d if France can yield relief.

Q. Mar, Those gracious words revive my
drooping thoughts,
And give my tongue-tied sorrows leave to speak.
Now, therefore, be it known to noble Lewis,
That Henry, sole possessor of my lore.
Is, of a king, become a banish'd man,
And forced to live in Scotland a forlorn ;
While proud ambitious Edward, Duke of York,
Usurps the regal title, and the seat
Of England's true-anointed lawful king.
This is the cause that I, poor Margaret,
With this, my son. Prince Edward, Henry's heir.
Am come to crave thy just and lawful aid ;
And if thou fail us all our hope is done :
Scotland hath will to help, but cannot help ;
Our people and our peers are both misled.
Our treasure seiz'd, our soldiers put to flight,
And, as thou seest, ourselves in heavy plight

K, Lew. Renowned queen, with patience calm
the storm.
While we bethink a means to break it o£

Q.Mar. The more we stay the stronger grows
our foe.

JT. Lew. The more I stay the more 111 succour
thee.

Q, Mar. 0, but impatience waiteth on true
sorrow:
And see where comes the breeder of my sorrow.

Enter Warwick, attended.

K, Lew, What's he approacheth boldly to onr

presence?
Q. Mar, Our Earl of Warwick, Edward's

greatest friend.
K, Lew. Welcome, brave Warwick I What
brin^ thee to France?
[Deacendmgfromhia$tate, Queen Makoabet
rises.
Q. Mar, Ay, now begins a second storm to rise ;
For this is he that moves both wind and tide.

War. From worthy Edward, King of Albion,
My lord and sovereign, and thy vowed friend,
I come, in kindness and unfeigned love,
First, to do greetings to thy royal person ;
And then to crave a league of amity :
And, lastly, to confirm that amity
With nuptial knot, if thou vouc^fe to grant
That virtuous Lady Bona, thy fair sbter.
To Eneland's king in lawful marriage.
Q. Mar, If that go forward, Henryls hope is
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War, And, gracions madam [To Boha1, in our
king's behalf,
I am commanded, with your leare and fitroiir,
Humbly to kiss your lumd, and with my tongua
To tell the passion of my sovereign's heart;
Where fame late entering at his heedful ears.
Hath nlac'd thy beauty^ image, and thy virtue.
Q. Mar, King Lewis and Lady Bona, hear me
speak.
Before you answer Warwick. His demand
Springs not from E!d ward's well-meant honest Ioyo,
But from deceit, bred by necessity;
For how can tyrants sately govern home.
Unless abroad they purchase great alliance?
To prove him tyrant, this reason may suflSoe,
That Henry liveth still : but were he dead,
7et here Prince Edward stands, Kin^ Henry's son.
Look, therefore, Lewis, that by this league and

marriage
Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour:
For though usurpers sway the rule awhile,
Yet Heavens are just, and time snppressetlr
wrongs.
War, Injurious Margaret I
Prince, And why not queen ?

War. Because thy father Henry did usurp;
And thou no more art prince than she is queen.
Ox/. Then Warwick disannuls great John of
Gaont,
Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain ;
And, after John of Gaunt, Henrv the Fourth,
Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wisest:
And, after that wise prince, Henry the Fifth,
Who by his prowess conquered all France :
From tnese our Henry lineally descends.

War, Oxford, how haps it in this smooth
discourse
You told not, how Henry the Sixth hath lost
All that which Henry the Fifth had gotten ?
Methlnks, these peers of France should smile at

that.
But for the rest, you tell a pedigree
Of threescore and two years ; a silly time
To makeprescription for a kingdom's worth.
03^, Why, Warwick, canst thou speak agamst
thy liege.
Whom thou obeyedst thirty and six years.
And not be%vTay thy treason with a blush ?

War, Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right,
Now buckler falsehood with a pedigree?
For shame I leave Henry, and call Edward king.
Osiif, Gall him my kmg, by whose injurious
doom
My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere,
Was done to death ? and more than so, my finther.
Even in the downfiill of his mellow'd years.
When nature brought him to the door of death ?
No. Warwick, no ; while life upholds this arm.
This arm upholds the house of Lancaster.
War, And I the house of York.
K, Lew, Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, and
Oxford,
Vouchsafe at our request to stand aside.
While I use further conference with Warwick.
Q, Mar. Heavens grant that Warwick^ words
bewitch him not !

[Betiring with the Prikcb and Ozfobd.
JT. Lew, Now Warwick, tell me, even upon diy
conscience.
Is Edward your true king? for I were loth
To link with him that were not lawful chosen.
War, Thereon I pawn my credit and mine

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if. Lgm. But is he gracious in the people's eje ?

War, The more that Henry was unfortunate.

K, Lao. Then further, all dissembling set aside,
Tell me for truth the measure of his love
Unto our sister Bona.

War, Such it seems

As may beseem a monarch like himself.
Myself haye often heard him say and swear,
That this his love was an eternal plant,
Whereof the root was fix*d in virtue's ground,
The leaves and fruit maintained with beantyls snn ;
Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,
Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain.

K, Ltw, Now, sbter, let ns hear yonr firm
resolve.

Bona. Your grant, or your denial, shall be
mine: —
Tet I confess f To War.], that often ere this day,
When I have heard your king's desert recounted,
liine ear hath' tempted judgment to desire.

K. Lew, Then, Warwidc, thus,— Our sister
shall be Edward's;
And now forthwith shall articles be drawn
Touching the jointure that your king must make.
Which with her dowry shaU be counterijois'd :
Draw near. Queen Margaret, and be a witness
That Bona shall be wife to the English king.

Prwce, To Edward, bat not to the English
Ung.

Q,Mar, Deceitful Warwick I it was thy device
By this alliance to make void my suit ;
Before thy coming Lewis was Uenry^ friend.

K. Lew, And still is firiend to him and Margaret :
But if your title to the crown be weak.
As may appear by Edward's good success,
Then tis out reason that I be released
From giving aid which late I promised.
Tet shall yon have all kindness at my hand
That your estate requires, and mine can yield.

War, Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease ;
Where, having nothing, nothing he can lose.
And as for yon yourself, our (quondam queen,
Tou have a father able to maintain you ;
And better 'twere you troubled him than France.

Q, Mar, Peace, impudent and shameless War-
wick, peace;
Frond setter-up and puller-down of kings !
I will not hence till with my talk and tears.
Both full of truth, I nukke King Lewis behold
Thy sly conveyance, and thy lord's false love;
For both of you are birds of self-same feather.

[A horn Bounded wUhuu

X. Lew. Warwick, this is some post to us, or
thee.

Enter a Messenger.

MetB. Mj lord ambassador, these letten are for
you;
Sent from 3rou brother. Marquis Montague ; —
These from our king unto your mi^esty ;
And, madam, these for yon ; from whom— I know
not.
[ 7b M AROARsr. 7%ey aU read their Utters.
(kf, I like it well, that our (kir queen and
mistress
Smfles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his.
iWnoe. Nay, mark, how Lewis stamps as he
were nettled :
I hope all's for the best
Ki Lew, Warwick, what are thy news? and

yonra, fair queen ?
Q, Mar, Mine, such as fill mj heart with
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War, Mine, full ot sorrow, and heart's dis-
content.

K* Lew. What I has your king married the
Lady Grey?
And now, to soothe your forgery and his,
Sends me a paper to perauade me patience ?
Is this the alliance that he seeks with France?
Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?

(f. Mar, I told your nugesty as much before :
This proveth Edward's love and Warwick's
hones^.

War, King Lewis, I here protest, in sight of



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