Enter Clarence, Gloster, Somerset, Mountague, and Others.

Glo.
Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think you
Of this new marriage with the lady Grey?
Hath not our brother made a worthy choice?

Cla.
Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to France;
How could he stay 'till Warwick made return?

Som.
My lords, forbear this talk; here comes the king.

Glo.
And his well-chosen bride.

Cla.
I mind to tell him plainly what I think. Flourish. Enter King Edward, attended; Lady Grey, as Queen; Pembroke, Stafford, Hastings, and divers Others.

K. E.
Now, brother of Clarence, how like you our choice,
That you stand pensive, as half malecontent?

Cla.
As well as Lewis of France, or the earl of Warwick;
Which are so weak of courage, and in judgment,
That they'll take no offence at our ^note abuse. ^note

K. E.
Suppose, they take offence without a cause,
They are but Lewis and Warwick; I am Edward,
Your king and Warwick's, and must have my will.

Glo.
And you shall have your will, because our king:
Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well.

K. E.
Yea ^note, brother Richard, are you offended too?

Glo.
Not I:
No; God forbid, that I should wish them sever'd,
Whom God hath join'd together: ay, and 'twere pity,
To sunder them that yoke so well together.

K. E.
Setting your scorns, and your mislike ^note, aside,
Tell me some reason, why the lady Grey
Should not become my wife, and England's queen:—

And you too, Somerset, and Mountague,
Speak freely what you think.

Cla.
Then this is my opinion,—that king Lewis
Becomes your enemy, for mocking him
About the marriage of the lady Bona.

Glo.
And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,
Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.

K. E.
What, if both Lewis and Warwick be appeas'd,
By such invention as I can devise?

Mou.
Yet to have join'd with France in such alliance,
Would more have strengthen'd this our commonwealth
'Gainst foreign storms, than any home-bred marriage.

Has.
Why, knows not Mountague, that of itself
England is safe, if true within itself?

Mou.
Yes ^note; but the safer, when 'tis back'd with France.

Has.
'Tis better14Q0852 using France, than trusting France:
Let us be back'd with God, and with the seas,
Which he hath given for fence impregnable,
And with their helps only defend ourselves;
In them, and in ourselves, our safety lies

Cla.
For this one speech, lord Hastings well deserves
To have the heir of the lord Hungerford.

K. E.
Ay, what of that? it was my will, and grant;
And, for this once, my will shall stand for law.

Glo.
And yet, methinks, your grace hath not done well,
To give the heir and daughter of lord Scales
Unto the brother of your loving bride;
She better would have fitted me, or Clarence:
But in your bride you bury brotherhood.

Cla.
Or else you would not have bestow'd the heir
Of the lord Bonville on your new wife's son,
And leave your brothers to go speed elsewhere.

K. E.
Alas, poor Clarence! is it for a wife,
That thou art malecontent? I will provide thee.

Cla.
In choosing for yourself, you shew'd your judgment:
Which being shallow, you shall give me leave
To play the broker in mine own behalf;
And, to that end, I shortly mind to leave you.

K. E.
Leave me, or tarry, Edward will be king,
And not be ty'd unto his brother's will ^note.

Que.
My lords, before it pleas'd his majesty
To raise my state to title of a queen,
Do me but right, and you must all confess,—
That I was not ignoble of descent,
And meaner than myself have had like fortune.
But as this title honours me and mine,
So your dislikes, to whom I would be pleasing,
Do ^note cloud my joys with danger and with sorrow.

K. E.
My love, forbear to fawn upon their frowns:
What danger, or what sorrow can befal thee,
So long as Edward is thy constant friend,
And their true sovereign, whom they must obey?
Nay, whom they shall obey, and love thee too,
Unless they seek for hatred at my hands:
Which if they do, yet will I keep thee safe,
And they shall feel the vengeance of my wrath.

Glo.
I hear, yet say not much, but think the more. Enter Messenger.

K. E.
Now, messenger, what letters, or what news,
From France?

Mes.
My liege ^note, no letters; and few words,
But such as I (without your special pardon)
Dare not relate.

K. E.
Go to, we pardon thee: therefore, in brief,

Tell me ^note their words as near as thou canst guess them.
What answer makes king Lewis unto our letters?

Mes.
At my depart ^note, these were his very words;
Go tell false Edward, thy supposed ^note king,—
That Lewis of France is sending over maskers,
To revel it with him and his new bride.

K. E.
Is Lewis so brave? belike, he thinks me Henry.
But what said lady Bona to my marriage?

Mes.
These were her words, utter'd with mild disdain:
Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,
I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

K. E.
I blame her not, she could say little less;
She had the wrong. But what said Henry's queen?
For I have ^note heard, that she was there in place.

Mes.
Tell him, quoth she, my mourning weeds are done ^note,
And I am ready to put armour on.

K. E.
Belike, she minds to play the Amazon.
But what said Warwick to these injuries?

Mes.
He, more incens'd against your majesty
Than all the rest, discharg'd me with these words;
Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong;
And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long.

K. E.
Ha! durst the traitor breath out so proud ^note words?
Well, I will arm me, being thus fore-warn'd:
They shall have wars, and pay for their presumption.
But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret?

Mes.
Ay, gracious sovereign; ^note they are so link'd in friendship,
That young prince Edward ^note marries Warwick's daughter.

Cla.
Belike, the elder; Clarence will have the younger.
Now, brother king, farewel, and sit you fast,
For I will hence to Warwick's other daughter;
That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage

I may not prove inferior to yourself:—
You, that love me and Warwick, follow me. [Exit. Somerset follows.

&clquo;Glo.
&clquo;Not I:&crquo;
&clquo;My thoughts aim at a further matter; I&crquo;
&clquo;Stay not for love ^note of Edward, but the crown.&crquo;

K. E.
Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick!
Yet am I arm'd against the worst can happen;
And haste is needful in this desperate case.—
Pembroke, and Stafford, you in our behalf
Go levy men, and make prepare for war;
They are already, or quickly will be landed:
Myself in person will straight follow you. [Exeunt Pemb. and Staf.
But, ere I go, Hastings,—and Mountague,—
Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest,
Are near to Warwick, by blood, and by alliance:
Tell me, if you love Warwick more than me?
If it be so, then both depart to him;
I rather wish you foes, than hollow friends:
But if you mind to hold your true obedience,
Give me assurance with some friendly vow,
That I may never have you in suspect.

Mou.
So God help Mountague, as he proves true!

Has.
And Hastings, as he favours Edward's cause!

K. E.
Now, brother Richard, will you stand by us?

Glo.
Ay, in despight of all that shall withstand you.

K. E.
Why so; then am I sure of victory.
Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour,
'Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power. [Exeunt.

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