K. Lew. What has your king marry'd the lady Grey? And now, to sooth your forgery and his, Sends me a paper to persuade me patience? This proveth Edward's love, and Warwick's honesty. War. King Lewis, I here protest-in sight of heaven, And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's; to love; And I forgive and quite forget old faults, 480 4.90 my hate 501 And joy that thou becom'st king Henry's friend. 'Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him: For matching more for wanton lust than honour, Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng'd, But by thy help to this distressed queen? 511 Queen. Renowned prince, how shall poor Henry live, Unless thou rescue him from foul despair? Bona. My quarrel, and this English queen's, are one. War. And mine, fair lady Bona, joins with your's. K. Lew. And mine with her's, and thine and Margaret's. Therefore, at last, I firmly am resolv'd, You shall have aid. Queen. Let me give humble thanks for all at once. And tell false Edward, thy supposed king- 521 Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king withal. shortly, I'll wear the willow garland for his sake. H Queen Queen. Tell him, My mourning weeds are laid aside, And I am ready to put armour on. War. Tell him from me, That he hath done me wrong; And therefore I'll uncrown him, ere't be long. There's thy reward; be gone. K. Lew. But, Warwick; 530 [Exit Post. Thyself, and Oxford, with five thousand men, And prince shall follow with a fresh supply. War. This shall assure my constant loyalty;- 540 Queen. Yes, I agree, and thank you for your motion: Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous, Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick; [He gives his Hand to WARWICK. K. Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers shall be levy'd, And thou, lord Bourbon, our high admiral, 550 I long, 2 I long, till Edward fall by war's mischance, For mocking marriage with a dame of France. [Exeunt. Manet WARWICK. War. I came from Edward as embassador, But I return his sworn and mortal foe : Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me, 560 Not that I pity Henry's misery, But seek revenge on Edward's mockery. [Exit. ACT IV. SCENE I. The Palace in England. Enter GLOSTER, CLARENCE, SOMERSET, and MONTAGUE. Gloster. Now tell me brother Clarence, what think you Hath not our brother made a worthy choice? Clar. Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to How could he stay 'till Warwick made return? Som. My lords, forbear this talk; here comes the king. Hij Flourish. Flourish. Enter King EDWARD, Lady GREY, as Queen; PEMBROKE, STAFFORD, and HASTINGS. Four stand on one Side, and four on the other. Glo. And his well-chosen bride. Clar. I mind to tell him plainly what I think. K. Edw. Now, brother of Clarence, how like you That our choice, 10 you stand pensive, as half malecontent? Clar. As well as Lewis of France, or the earl of Warwick; Which are so weak of courage, and in judgment, K. Edw. 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. Edw. Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too? Glo. Not I': 20 No; pity, To sunder them that yoke so well together. K. Edw. Setting your scorns, and your mislike, aside, Tell me some reason, why the lady Grey Should |