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Unless abroad they purchase great alliance ?
To prove him tyrant this reason my suffice,
That Henry liveth still; but were he dead,
Yet here Prince Edward stands, King Henry's fon.
Look therefore, Lewis, ''by this league and marriage
Thou draw not on thy danger and dishonour :
For tho' usurpers fway the rule a while,
Yet heav'ns are just, and time suppresseth wrongs.

War. Injurious Margaret !
Prince. And why not Queen ?

War. Because thy father Henry did ufurp,
And thou no more art Prince than she is Queen.

Oxf. Then Warwick disannuls great John of Gavini,
Which did subdue the greatest part of Spain ;
And after John of Gaunt, Henry the fourth,
Whose wisdom was a mirror to the wifett;
And after that wife Prince, Henry the fifth,
Who by his prowess conquered all France :
· From these our Henry lineally descends.

War. Oxford, how haps it in this fmooth discourse,
You told not how Henry the fixth hath loft
All that which Henry the fifth had gotten?
Methinks these Peers of France should smile at that.
But for the rest; you tell a pedigree
Of threescore and two years, a filly cime
To make prescription for a kingdom's worth.

Oxf. Why, Warwick, can'st thou speak against thy Liege
Whom thou obeyedst thirty and fix years,
And not bewray thy treason with a blush?

War. Can Oxford, that did ever fence the right,
Now buckler falfhood with a pedigree?
For shame leave Henry, and call Edward King.

Oxf. Call him my King, by whose injurious doom.
My elder brother, the Lord Aubrey Vere,
Was done to death ? and more than fo, my father,
Even in the downfal of his mellow'd years,
When nature brought him to the door of death?

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No, Warwick, no; while life upholds this arm,
This arm upholds the house of Lancaster,

War. And I the house of York.
K. Lewis. Queen Margaret, Prince Edward, 'and

Lord Oxford,
Vouchsafe at our request to stand aside,
While I use farther conference with Warwick.

[They stand aloof. Q. Mar. Heav'ns grant that Warwick's words bewitch him not!

[science, K. Lewis. Now, Warwick, tell me even upon thy conIs Edward your true King? for I were loth To link with him that were not lawful chofen.

War. Thereon I pawn my credit and mine honour.
K. Lewis. But is he gracious in the people's eyes?
War. The more that Henry was unfortunate.

K. Lewis. Then further ; all dissembling set aside,
Tell me for truth the measure of his love
Unto our sister Bono.

War. Such it seenis
As may befeem a Monarch like himself:
My felf have often heard him fay and swear
That this his love was 3 la perennial plant,
Whereof the root was fix'd in virtue's ground,
The leaves and fruit maintain’d with beauty's fun,
Exempt from envy, but not from disdain,
Unless the Lady Bona quit his pain.

K. Lewis. Now, sister, let us hear your firm resolve.

Bona. Your grant or your denial shall be mine. Yet I confess, that often ere this day,

[Speaks to Warwick. When I have heard your King's desert recounted, Mine ear hath tempted judgment to desire. ferard's.

K. Lewis. Then, Warwick, this : our sister shall be EdAnd now forthwith shall articles be drawn Touching the jointure that your King must make, Which with her dowry shall be counterpois'd.

Draw 2 and 0.xford,

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Draw near, Queen Margaret, and be a witness
That Bona fhall be wife to thEnglish King.

Prince. To Edward, but not to the English King.

Q. Mar. Deceitful Warwick, it was thy device
By this alliance to make void my suit;
Before thy coming Lewis was Henry's friend.

K. Lewis. And still is friend to him and Margaret;
But if your title to the crown be weak,
As may appear by Edward's good success ;
Then 'tis but reason that I be releas'd
From giving aid, which late I promised.
Yer shall you have all kindness at my hand,
That your estate requires and mine can yield.

War. Henry now lives in Scotland at his ease,
Where having nothing, nothing can he lose.
And as for you your self, our quondam Queen,
You have a father able to maintain you,
And better 'twere you troubled him than France.

Q. Mar. Peace, impudent and shameless Warwick, peace,
Proud setter-up and puller-down of Kings!
I will not hence, 'till with my talk and tears
(Both full of truth) I make King Lewis behold
Thy lly conveyance, a and thy Lord's false love,

[Post blowing a born within, For both of you are birds of self-fame feather.

K. Lewis. Warwick, this is fome post to us or thee.

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Poft. My Lord ambassador, these letters are for


[TO Warwick. Sent from your brother, Marquiss Montague. These from our King unto your Majesty. (TO K. Lewis. And, Madam, these for you, from whom I know not. (TO Q. Margaret. They all read their Letters. Q3

Oxf (a) By Conveyance is here meant the Art of a Jugler, Tricks of Legerdemain.

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Oxf. I like it well, that our fair Queen and mistress Smiles at her news, while Warwick frowns at his.

Prince. Nay, mark how Lewis stamps as he were nettled. I hope all's for the best.

[Queen K. Lewis. Warwick, what are thy news? and Q. Mar. Mine fuch as fills my heart with unhop'd joys. War. Mine full of sorrow and heart's discontent.

K. Lewis. What! has your King marry'd the Lady Gray? And now, to sooth your forgery and his, Sends me a paper to perswade me patience ? Is this th' alliance that he seeks with France ? Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?

Q. Mar. I told your Majesty as much before ; This proveth Edward's love and Warwick’s honesty.

War. King Lewis, I here protest in sight of heav'n, And by the hope I have of heav'nly bliss, That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward's: No more my King; for he dishonours me, But most himself, if he could see his shame. Did I forget that by the house of York My father came untimely to his death? Did I let pass th' abuse done to my niece? Did I impale him with the regal crown? Did I put Henry from his native right? And am I guerdon'd at the last with shame? Shame on himself, for my desert is honour ! And to repair my honour loft for him, I here renounce him, and return to Henry. My noble Queen, let former grudges pass, And henceforth I am thy true fervitor: I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona, And replant Henry in his former state, [to love,

Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate
And I forgive and quite forget old faults,
And joy that thou becom'ft

King Henry's friend.
War. So much his friend, ay, his unfeigned friend,
That if King Lewis vouchsafe to furnish us
With some few bands of chosen soldiers,


I'll undertake to land them on our coast,
And force the tyrant from his seat by war.
'Tis not his new-made bride shall succour him:
And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me,
He's very likely now to fall from him,
For matching more for wanton luft than honour,
Or than for strength and safety of our country.

Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be reveng'd,
But by thy help to this distressed Queen ?

Q. Mar. Renowned Prince, how shall poor Henry live, Unless thou rescue him from foul despair ?

Bona. My quarrel and this English Queen's are one.
War. And mine, fair Lady Bona, joins with yours.

K. Lewis. And mine with hers, and thine, and MarTherefore at last I firmly am resolv'd

[garet's. You shall have aid.

Q. Mar. Let me give humble thanks for all at once.

K. Lewis. Then, England's messenger, return in post, And tell false Edward, thy supposed King, That Lewis of France is sending over maskers To revel it with him and his new bride. Thou seeft what's past, go fear thy King withal.

Bona. Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly, I wear the willow garland for his lake.

Q. Mar. Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside, And I am ready to put armour on.

War. Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him ere't be long. There's thy reward, be gone.

[Exit Poft. K. Lewis. But, Warwick, + (thou Thy self and Oxford with five thousand men Shall cross the feas, and bid false Edward battel: And as occasion serves, this noble Queen And Prince shall follow with a fresh supply. Yet ere thou go, but answer me one doubt: What pledge have we of thy firm loyalty? War. This shall assure my constant loyalty,


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