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Ne'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound; |
With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague, |
That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion |
And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. |
Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat |
And made our footstool of security. |
Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy. |
Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself |
Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night, |
Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat, |
That thou mightst repossess the crown in peace; |
And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain. |
GLOUCESTER: |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Clarence and Gloucester, love my lovely queen; |
And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. |
CLARENCE: |
The duty that I owe unto your majesty |
I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. |
QUEEN ELIZABETH: |
Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks. |
GLOUCESTER: |
And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, |
Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Now am I seated as my soul delights, |
Having my country's peace and brothers' loves. |
CLARENCE: |
What will your grace have done with Margaret? |
Reignier, her father, to the king of France |
Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem, |
And hither have they sent it for her ransom. |
KING EDWARD IV: |
Away with her, and waft her hence to France. |
And now what rests but that we spend the time |
With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows, |
Such as befits the pleasure of the court? |
Sound drums and trumpets! farewell sour annoy! |
For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy. |
ARCHIDAMUS: |
If you shall chance, Camillo, to visit Bohemia, on |
the like occasion whereon my services are now on |
foot, you shall see, as I have said, great |
difference betwixt our Bohemia and your Sicilia. |
CAMILLO: |
I think, this coming summer, the King of Sicilia |
means to pay Bohemia the visitation which he justly owes him. |
ARCHIDAMUS: |
Wherein our entertainment shall shame us we will be |
justified in our loves; for indeed-- |
CAMILLO: |
Beseech you,-- |
ARCHIDAMUS: |
Verily, I speak it in the freedom of my knowledge: |
we cannot with such magnificence--in so rare--I know |
not what to say. We will give you sleepy drinks, |
that your senses, unintelligent of our insufficience, |
may, though they cannot praise us, as little accuse |
us. |
CAMILLO: |
You pay a great deal too dear for what's given freely. |
ARCHIDAMUS: |
Believe me, I speak as my understanding instructs me |
and as mine honesty puts it to utterance. |
CAMILLO: |
Sicilia cannot show himself over-kind to Bohemia. |
They were trained together in their childhoods; and |
there rooted betwixt them then such an affection, |
which cannot choose but branch now. Since their |
more mature dignities and royal necessities made |
separation of their society, their encounters, |
though not personal, have been royally attorneyed |
with interchange of gifts, letters, loving |
embassies; that they have seemed to be together, |
though absent, shook hands, as over a vast, and |
embraced, as it were, from the ends of opposed |
winds. The heavens continue their loves! |
ARCHIDAMUS: |
I think there is not in the world either malice or |
matter to alter it. You have an unspeakable |
comfort of your young prince Mamillius: it is a |
gentleman of the greatest promise that ever came |
into my note. |
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