A Crown it is that feldom Kings enjoy. Hum. Well, if you be a King crown'd with Content, You are the King, King Edward hath depos'd: K. Henry. But did you never fwear, and break an Oath? Hum. No, never such an Oath, nor will not now. K.Henry. Where did you dwell when I was King of England? Hum. Here in this Country, where we now remain. And tell me then, have you not broke your Oaths? K. Henry. Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a Man? King Edward. K. Henry. So would you be again to Henry, If he were feated as King Edward is. Sink. We charge you in God's Name and in the King's To go with us unto the Officers. K. Henry. In God's Name lead, your King's Name be obey'd, And And what God will, that let your King perform, [Exeunt Enter King Edward, Gloucefter, Clarence, and Lady Gray! K.Edw. Brother of Glo'fter, at St. Alban's Field Glo. Your Highness fhall do well to grant her Suit: K. Edw. It were no lefs; but yet I'll make a pause. I fee the Lady hath a thing to grant, Before the King will grant her humble Suit. Clar. He knows the Game, how true he keeps the Glo. Silence. `K. Edw. Widow, we will confider of your Suit, And come, fome other time, to know our Mind. Gray. Right gracious Lord, I cannot brook delay, May it please your Highness to refolve me now. And what your Pleasure is, fhall satisfie me. Glo. Ay, Widow! then I'll warrant you all your Lands, And if what pleases him, fhall please you: Fight clofer, or good faith you'll catch a Blow. Clar. I fear her not, unless fhe chance to fall. Glo. God forbid that, for he'll take vantages. K. Edw. How many Children haft thou, Widow ! tell me. Clar. I think he means to beg a Child of her. Glo. Nay then whip me; he'll rather give her two. Glo. You fhall have four, if you'll be rul'd by him. K. Edw. 'Twere pity they fhould lose their Father's Gray. Be pitiful, dread Lord, and grant it then. R K. Ed K. Edw. Lords, give us leave, I'll try this Widow's wit. Glo. Ay, good leave have you, for you will have leave, Till Youth take leave, and leave you to the Crutch. K. Edw. Now tell me, Madam, do you love your Children. Gray Ay, full as dearly as I love my felf. K. Edw. And would you not do much to do them good? Gray. To do them good, I would fuftain some harm. K. Edw. Then get your Husband's Lands, to do them good. Gray. Therefore I came unto your Majefty. K. Edw. I'll tell you how thefe Lands are to be got. Gray. So fhall you bind me to your Highnefs Service, K. Edw. What Service wilt thou do me, if I give them? Gray. What you command that refts in me to do. K. Edw. But you will take Exceptions to my Boon. Gray. No, gracious Lord, except I cannot do it. K. Edw. Ay, but thou canft do what I mean to ask. Gray. Why then I will do what your Grace commands. Glo. He plies her hard, and much Rain wears the Marble. Clar. As red as fire! nay, then her Wax must melt. Gray. Why ftops my Lord? fhall I not hear my Task? K. Edw. An eafie Task, 'tis but to love a King. Gray. That's foon perform'd, because I am a Subject. K. Edw. Why then, thy Husband's Lands I freely give thee. Gray. I take my leave with many thousand Thanks. Glo. The match is made, fhe feals it with a Curtfie. K. Edw. But ftay thee, 'tis the fruits of Love I mean. Gray. The fruits of Love, I mean, my loving Liege. K. Edw. Ay, but I fear me in another sense.. What Love, think'ft thou, I fue fo much to get? Gray. My Love'till Death, my humble Thanks, my Prayers. That Love which Virtue begs, and Virtue grants. K. Edw. No, by my troth, I did not mean fuch Love. Gray. Why then you mean not as I thought you did K. Edw. But now you partly may perceive my Mind. Gray. My Mind will never grant what I perceive Your Highness aims at, if I aim aright. K. Edw. To tell thee plain, I aim to lye with thee. K. Edw. K. Edw. Why then thou shalt not have thy Husband's Lands. Gray. Why then mine Honefty fhall be my Dower, K. Edw. Therein thou wrong'ft thy Children mightily. me: But, mighty Lord, this merry inclination Accords not with the sadness of my Suit; Gray. Then No, my Lord; my Suit is at an end. All her Perfections challenge Sovereignty, One way or other fhe is for a King, And the fhall be my Love, or elfe my Queen. Gray. 'Tis better faid than done, my gracious Lord; But far unfit to be a Sovereign. K. Edw. Sweet Widow, by my State I fwear to thee, 1 fpeak no more than what my Soul intends, And that is, to enjoy thee for my Love. Gray. And that is more than I will yield unto: I know I am too mean to be your Queen, And yet too good to be your Concubine. K. Edw. You cavil; Widow, I did mean my Queen. K. Edw. No more than when my Daughters call thee Thou art a Widow, and thou haft fome Children, R 2 Anfwer Anfwer no more, for thou shalt be my Queen. Glo. The Ghoftly Father now hath done his Shrift. K. Edw. You'ld think it strange, if I fhould marry her. K. Edw. Why Clarence, to my felf. Glo. That would be ten days wonder at the least. Clar. That's a day longer than a Wonder lasts. Glo. By fo much is the Wonder in extreams. K. Edw. Well, jeft on, Brothers, I can tell you both, Her Suit is granted for her Husband's Lands. Enter a Nobleman. Nob. My gracious Lord, Henry your Foe is taken, Widow, go you along: Lords, ufe her honourably. Manet Gloucester. [Exeunt. Glo. Ay, Edward will use Women honourably. Is Clarence, Henry, and his Son young Edward, Saying, |