1 Cit.
Good morrow neighbour, whither away so fast?

2 Cit.
I promise you I hardly know my self:
Hear you the news abroad?

1 Cit.
Yes, the King is dead.

2 Cit.
Ill news by'r lady, seldom comes a better:
I fear, I fear, 'twill prove a giddy world. Enter another Citizen.

3 Cit.
Neighbours, God speed.

1 Cit.
Give you good morrow, Sir.

3 Cit.
Doth the news hold of good King Edward's death?

2 Cit.
Ay, Sir, it is too true, God help the while.

3 Cit.
Then masters look to see a troublous world.

1 Cit.
No, no, by God's good grace his son shall reign.

3 Cit.
Wo to that land that's govern'd by a child.

2 Cit.
In him there is a hope of government:
Which in his non-age, counsel under him,
And in his full and ripen'd years, himself
No doubt shall then, and till then govern well.

1 Cit.
So stood the state when Henry the Sixth
Was crown'd in Paris, but at nine months old.

3 Cit.
Stood the state so? no, no, good friends, God wot;
For then this land was famously enrich'd
With politick grave counsel; then the King
Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace.

1 Cit.
Why so hath this, both by his father and mother.

3 Cit.
Better it were they all came by his father;
Or by his father there were none at all:
For emulation, who shall now be nearest,
Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not.
O full of danger is the Duke of Glo'ster,
And the Queen's sons and brothers haughty, proud:
And were they to be rul'd, and not to rule,
This sickly land might solace as before.

1 Cit.
Come, come, we fear the worst; all will be well.

3 Cit.
When clouds are seen, wise men put on their cloaks;
When great leaves fall, then winter is at hand;
When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?
Untimely storms make men expect a dearth:
All may be well; but if God sort it so,
'Tis more than we deserve, or I expect.

2 Cit.
Truly the hearts of men are full of fear:
You cannot reason almost with a man
That looks not heavily, and full of dread.

3 Cit.
Before the days of change, still is it so;
By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust
Ensuing danger; as by proof we see
The water swell before a boist'rous storm.
But leave it all to God. Whither away?

2 Cit.
Marry we were sent for to the justices.

3 Cit.
And so was I, I'll bear you company. [Exeunt.

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