The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9] · William Shakespeare
SCENE XII.
_Edw._ Forbeare my loue to fawne upon their frownes, For thee they must obay, naie shall obaie, ·eal055· And if they looke for fauour at my hands. _Mont._ My Lord, heere is the messenger returned from (France. [eal057] Enter a Messenger. _Ed._ Now sirra, What letters or what newes? [eal058] _Mes._ No letters my Lord, and such newes, as without your highnesse speciall pardon I dare not relate. [eal060] _Edw._ We pardon thee, and as neere as thou canst [eal061] Tell me, What said _Lewis_ to our letters? _Mes._ At my departure these were his verie words. Go tell false _Edward_ thy supposed king, That _Lewis_ of France is sending ouer Maskers, ·eal065· To reuill it with him and his new bride. [eal066] _Edw._ Is _Lewis_ so braue, belike he thinkes me _Henry_. [eal067] But what said Lady _Bona_ to these wrongs? _Mes._ Tel him quoth she, in hope heele prove a widdower [eal069] shortly, _I_le wear the willow garland for his sake. [eal070] _Edw._ She had the wrong, indeed she could saie [eal071] Little lesse. But what saide _Henries_ Queene, for as [eal072] _I_ heare, she was then in place? _Mes._ Tell him quoth shee my mourning weeds be Doone, and I am readie to put armour on. [eal075] _Edw._ Then belike she meanes to plaie the _Amazon_. But what said _Warwike_ to these iniuries?
_Mes._ He more incensed then the rest my Lord, Tell him quoth he, that he hath done me wrong, And therefore Ile vncrowne him er’t be long. ·eal080· _Ed._ Ha, Durst the traytor breath out such proude words? But I will arme me to preuent the worst. But what is _Warwike_ friendes with _Margaret_? [eal083] _Mes._ I my good Lord, theare so linkt in friendship, [eal084] That young Prince _Edward_ marries _Warwikes_ daughter. ·eal085· _Cla._ The elder, belike _Clarence_ shall haue the [eal086] Yonger. All you that loue me and _Warwike_ [eal087] Follow me. _Exit Clarence_ and _Summerset._ _Edw._ _Clarence_ and _Summerset_ fled to _Warwike_, What saie you brother _Richard_, will you stand to vs? ·eal090· _Glo._ _I_ my Lord, in despight of all that shall [eal091] Withstand you For why hath Nature Made me halt downe right, but that I Should be valiant and stand to it, for if [eal094] I would, _I_ cannot runne awaie. ·eal095· _Edw._ _Penbrooke_, go raise an armie presentlie, Pitch vp my tent, for in the field this night I meane to rest, and on the morrow morne, Ile march to meet proud _Warwike_ ere he land Those stragling troopes which he hath got in France. ·eal100· But ere I goe _Montague_ and _Hastings_, You of all the rest are neerest allied [eal102] In bloud to _Warwike_, therefore tell me, if [eal103] You fauour him more then me or not: Speake truelie, for I had rather haue you open [eal105] Enemies, then hollow friends. _Monta._ So God helpe _Montague_ as he proues true. _Hast._ And _Hastings_ as hee fauours _Edwards_ cause. Edw. It shall suffice, come then lets march awaie. [eal109] _Exeunt Omnes._
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