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Enter LORD MAYOR and Two ALDERMEN.
all, Alas! my youth is yet unfit to govern, Therefore, the sword of justice is in abler hands; But be assur'd of this, so much already I perceive I love you, that though I know not yet To do you offices of good ; yet this I kuow, I'll sooner die, than basely do you wrong. Glost. So wise, so young, they say, do ne'er live long.
[Aside. P. Ed. My lords, I thought my mother, and my brother, York, Would, long ere this, have met us on the
way: Say, uncle Gloster, if our brother come, Where shall we sojourn till our coronation?
Glost. Where it shall seem best to your royal self. May I advise you, sir, some day or two, Your highness shall repose you at the Tower; Then, where you please, and shall be thought most
For your best health and recreation.
Enter Duke and DuchESS OF YORK. P. Ed. Richard of York! how fares our dearest brother?
D. of York. Oh, my dear lord! So I must call you
P. Ed. Ay, brother, to our grief, as it is yours ! Too soon he dy'd, who might have better worn That title, which, in me, will lose its majesty.
Glost. How fares our cousin, noble Lord of York?
D. of York. Thank you kindly, dear uncle—Oh,
Glost. He has, my lord.
Glost. How so, cousin ?
grew so fast,
(Aside. Who told thee this, my pretty, merry cousin ?
D. of York. Why, your nurse, uncle.
wert born. D. of York. If 'twas not she, I can't tell who told
Glost. So subtle too ! 'tis pity thou art short liv'd !
[ Aside. P. Ed. My brother, uncle, will be cross in talk. Glost, Oh, fear not, my lord; we shall never quar
rel. P. Ed. I hope your grace knows how to bear with
him. D. of York. You mean to bear me, not to bear.
Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me :
P. Ed. Fie, brother, I have no such meaning!
Glost. My lord, wilt please you, pass along? Myself and my good cousin of Buckingham Will to your mother, to entreat of her To meet, and bid you welcome, at the Tower. D. of York. What! will you go to the Tower, my
dear lord ? P. Ed. My Lord Protector will have it so. D. of York. I shan't sleep in quiet, at the Tower.
Glost. I'll warrant you; King Henry lay there, And he sleeps in quiet.
[Aside. P. Ed. What should you fear, brother?
D. of York. My uncle, Clarence' ghost, my lord; My grandmother told me he was killd there.
P. Ed. I fear no uncles dead.
P. Ed. I hope so too ; but come, my lords,
[Exeunt all but Gloster and BUCKINGHAM.
young master :
Enter CATESBY. Glost. So, Catesby, hast thou been tampering? What news ? Catesby. My lord, according to the instruction
With words, at distance dropp'd, I sounded Hastings,
At length, from plainer speaking, urg'd to answer,
Buck. Doubt not, my lord, I'll play the orator,
thrive well, bring them to see me here, Where you shall find me seriously employ'd, With the most learned fathers of the church.
Buck. I fly, my lord, to serve you.
Glost. To serve thyself, my cousin ; For look, when I am king, claim thou of me The earldom of Hereford, and all those moveables Whereof the king, my brother, stood possess’d. Buck. I shall remember, that your grace was boun
tiful. Glost. Cousin, I have said it. Buck. I am gone, my lord.
[Erit. Glost. So, I've secur'd my cousin here. These
moveables Will never let his brains rest, till I'm king.
Catesby, go you with speed to Doctor Shaw,
honest. Why were laws made, but, that we're rogues by na
ture ? Conscience! 'tis our coin-we live by parting with it; And he thrives best, that has the most to spare. The protesting lover buys hope with it, And the deluded virgin, short lived pleasure; Old greybeards cram their avarice with it; Your lank-jaw'd, hungry judge, will dine upon't, And hang the guiltless, rather than eat his mutton
cold : The crown'd head quits it for despotic sway; The stubborn people, for únaw'd rebellion. There's not a slave, but has his share of villain: Why, then, shall after ages think my deeds Inhuman, since my worst are but ambition ? Ev'n all mankind, to some lov'd ills incline: Great men chuse greater sins-ambition's mine. [Exit.