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I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty,
Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY. Brother, good day: What means this armed guard, That waits upon your grace? Clar.
Glo. Upon what cause ?
Because my name is -- George.
3 Preparations for mischief.
Glo. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours ; He should, for that commit your godfathers: Belike, his majesty hath some intent, That you
shall be new christen'd in the Tower. But what's the matter, Clarence? may I know?
Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest,
-a wizard told him, that by G
Glo. Why, this it is, when men are ruld by wo-
Clar. By heaven, I think, there is no man secure;
Glo. Humbly complaining to her deity
4 The Queen and Shore,
Since that our brother dubb’d them gentlewomen, Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.
Brak. I beseech your graces both to pardon me ; His majesty hath straitly given in charge, That no man shall have private conference, Of what degree soever,
with his brother. Glo. Even so ? an please your worship, Braken
bury, You may partake of any thing we say: We speak no treason, man ;-We say,
the king Is wise, and virtuous; and his noble
queen Well struck in years; fair, and not jealous : We say, that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, A cherry lip; A bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue; And the queen's kindred are made gentlefolks : How say you, sir ? can you deny all this? Brak. With this, my lord, myself have nought to
do, And I beseech your grace to pardon me; and,
withal, Forbear your conference with the noble duke. Clar. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will
obey. Glo. We are the queen's abjects, and must obey. Brother, farewell: I will unto the king; And whatsoever you will employ me in, Were it, to call king Edward's widow -- sister, I will perform it to enfranchise you. Mean time, this deep disgrace in brotherhood, Touches me deeper than you can imagine.
Clar. I know it pleaseth neither of us well.
Glo. Well, your imprisonment shall not be long; I will deliver you, or else lie for you: Mean time, have patience. Clar.
I must perforce ; farewell. [Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and
Glo. Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er re
turn, Simple, plain Clarence!- I do love thee so, That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, If heaven will take the present at our hands. But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings ?
Enter Hastings, Hast. Good time of day unto my gracious lord !
Glo. As much unto my good lord chamberlain! Well are you welcome to this open air, How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment ? Hast. With patience, noble lord, as prisoners
must : But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks, That were the cause of my imprisonment.
Glo. No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence For they, that were your enemies, are his, And have prevail'd as much on him, as you.
Hast. More pity that the eagle should be mew'd, While kites, and buzzards prey at liberty.
Glo. What news abroad?
Hast. 'No news so bad abroad, as this at home;The king is sickly, weak, and melancholy, And his physicians fear him mightily. Glo. Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad in
With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments ;
reigns; When they are gone, then must I count my gains.
Enter the Corpse of King Henry the Sixth, borne in
an open coffin; Gentlemen bearing halberds, to
5. With becoming reverence for the dead.