Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since, Fram'd in the prodigality of nature, Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,— And will she yet abase her eyes on me, That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince, On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety? I do mistake my person all this while: SCENE III.-LONDON. A Room in the Palace. [Exit. Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, LORD RIVERS, and LORD GREY. Riv. Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty Will soon recover his accustom'd health. Grey. In that you brook it ill, it makes him worse: Q. Eliz. The loss of such a lord includes all harms. Grey. The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son, To be your comforter when he is gone. Q. Eliz. Ah, he is young; and his minority Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloster, Enter BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY. Grey. Here come the Lords of Buckingham and Stanley. Stan. God make your majesty joyful as you have been! To your good prayer will scarcely say amen. Stan. I do beseech you, either not believe Bear with her weakness, which I think proceeds Q. Eliz. Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Stanley? Are come from visiting his majesty. Q. Eliz. What likelihood of his amendment, lords? Buck. Ay, madam: he desires to make atonement Q. Eliz. Would all were well!-but that will never be: I fear our happiness is at the height. Enter GLOSTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET. - Glo. They do me wrong, and I will not endure it :- Cannot a plain man live, and think no harm, By silken, sly, insinuating Jacks? Grey. To whom in all this presence speaks your grace? Glo. To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace. When have I injur'd thee? when done thee wrong? Or thee?-or thee?-or any of your faction? But you must trouble him with lewd complaints. Q. Eliz. Brother of Gloster, you mistake the matter. There's many a gentle person made a Jack. Q. Eliz. Come, come, we know your meaning, brother You envy my advancement, and my friends': God grant we never may have need of you! [Gloster; Glo. Meantime, God grants that we have need of you: Our brother is imprison'd by your means, Myself disgrac'd, and the nobility Held in contempt; while great promotions Are daily given to ennoble those That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble. I never did incense his majesty Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him. My lord, you do me shameful injury, Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects. Glo. You may deny that you were not the mean Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment. Riv. She may, my lord; for, Glo. She may, Lord Rivers!-why, who knows not so? She may do more, sir, than denying that: She may help you to many fair preferments; And then deny her aiding hand therein, And lay those honours on your high desert. What may she not? She may,-ay, marry, may she,- Riv. What, marry, may she? Glo. What, marry, may she! marry with a king, A bachelor, a handsome stripling too: I wis your grandam had a worser match. Q. Eliz. My Lord of Gloster, I have too long borne Enter QUEEN MARGARET, behind. Q. Mar. And lessen'd be that small, God, I beseech Him! Thy honour, state, and seat is due to me. Glo. What! threat you me with telling of the king? Tell him, and spare not: look, what I have said I will avouch in presence of the king: I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower. "Tis time to speak,-my pains are quite forgot. Q. Mar. Out, devil! I remember them too well: Glo. Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband king, A liberal rewarder of his friends: To royalize his blood I spilt mine own. Q. Mar. Ay, and much better blood than his or thine. Glo. In all which time you and your husband Grey Were factious for the house of Lancaster ; And, Rivers, so were you: was not your husband What you have been ere this, and what you are; Q. Mar. A murderous villain, and so still thou art. Glo. To fight on Edward's party, for the crown; I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward's, Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine: I am too childish-foolish for this world. Q. Mar. Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave this world, Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is. Riv. My Lord of Gloster, in those busy days Which here you urge to prove us enemies, We follow'd then our lord, our sovereign king: Glo. If I should be!--I had rather be a pedler: Q. Eliz. As little joy, my lord, as you suppose You should enjoy, were you this country's king,As little joy you may suppose in me, That I enjoy, being the queen thereof. Q. Mar. As little joy enjoys the queen thereof; For I am she, and altogether joyless. [Advancing. I can no longer hold me patient.- Glo. Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'st thou in my sight? That will I make before I let thee go. Glo. Wert thou not banished on pain of death? Q. Mar. I was; but I do find more pain in banishment Than death can yield me here by my abode. A husband and a son thou ow'st to me,- Glo. The curse my noble father laid on thee, Riv. Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported. Buck. Northumberland, then present, wept to see it. And turn you all your hatred now on me? Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven |