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LADY GREY: |
Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower; |
For by that loss I will not purchase them. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily. |
LADY GREY: |
Herein your highness wrongs both them and me. |
But, mighty lord, this merry inclination |
Accords not with the sadness of my suit: |
Please you dismiss me either with 'ay' or 'no.' |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Ay, if thou wilt say 'ay' to my request; |
No if thou dost say 'no' to my demand. |
LADY GREY: |
Then, no, my lord. My suit is at an end. |
GLOUCESTER: |
CLARENCE: |
KING EDWARD IV: |
LADY GREY: |
'Tis better said than done, my gracious lord: |
I am a subject fit to jest withal, |
But far unfit to be a sovereign. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Sweet widow, by my state I swear to thee |
I speak no more than what my soul intends; |
And that is, to enjoy thee for my love. |
LADY GREY: |
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. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
You cavil, widow: I did mean, my queen. |
LADY GREY: |
'Twill grieve your grace my sons should call you father. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
No more than when my daughters call thee mother. |
Thou art a widow, and thou hast some children; |
And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor, |
Have other some: why, 'tis a happy thing |
To be the father unto many sons. |
Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen. |
GLOUCESTER: |
CLARENCE: |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Brothers, you muse what chat we two have had. |
GLOUCESTER: |
The widow likes it not, for she looks very sad. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
You'll think it strange if I should marry her. |
CLARENCE: |
To whom, my lord? |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Why, Clarence, to myself. |
GLOUCESTER: |
That would be ten days' wonder at the least. |
CLARENCE: |
That's a day longer than a wonder lasts. |
GLOUCESTER: |
By so much is the wonder in extremes. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Well, jest on, brothers: I can tell you both |
Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. |
Nobleman: |
My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken, |
And brought your prisoner to your palace gate. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
See that he be convey'd unto the Tower: |
And go we, brothers, to the man that took him, |
To question of his apprehension. |
Widow, go you along. Lords, use her honourably. |
GLOUCESTER: |
Ay, Edward will use women honourably. |
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