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OXFORD:
For my part, I'll not trouble thee with words.
SOMERSET:
Nor I, but stoop with patience to my fortune.
QUEEN MARGARET:
So part we sadly in this troublous world,
To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.
KING EDWARD IV:
Is proclamation made, that who finds Edward
Shall have a high reward, and he his life?
GLOUCESTER:
It is: and lo, where youthful Edward comes!
KING EDWARD IV:
Bring forth the gallant, let us hear him speak.
What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make
For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,
And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?
PRINCE EDWARD:
Speak like a subject, proud ambitious York!
Suppose that I am now my father's mouth;
Resign thy chair, and where I stand kneel thou,
Whilst I propose the selfsame words to thee,
Which traitor, thou wouldst have me answer to.
QUEEN MARGARET:
Ah, that thy father had been so resolved!
GLOUCESTER:
That you might still have worn the petticoat,
And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lancaster.
PRINCE EDWARD:
Let AEsop fable in a winter's night;
His currish riddles sort not with this place.
GLOUCESTER:
By heaven, brat, I'll plague ye for that word.
QUEEN MARGARET:
Ay, thou wast born to be a plague to men.
GLOUCESTER:
For God's sake, take away this captive scold.
PRINCE EDWARD:
Nay, take away this scolding crookback rather.
KING EDWARD IV:
Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm your tongue.
CLARENCE:
Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert.
PRINCE EDWARD:
I know my duty; you are all undutiful:
Lascivious Edward, and thou perjured George,
And thou mis-shapen Dick, I tell ye all
I am your better, traitors as ye are:
And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine.
KING EDWARD IV:
Take that, thou likeness of this railer here.
GLOUCESTER:
Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy agony.
CLARENCE:
And there's for twitting me with perjury.
QUEEN MARGARET:
O, kill me too!
GLOUCESTER:
Marry, and shall.
KING EDWARD IV:
Hold, Richard, hold; for we have done too much.
GLOUCESTER:
Why should she live, to fill the world with words?
KING EDWARD IV:
What, doth she swoon? use means for her recovery.
GLOUCESTER:
Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother;
I'll hence to London on a serious matter:
Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news.
CLARENCE:
What? what?
GLOUCESTER: