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A Room in the Palace.
Enter Queen ELIZABETH, Lord Rivers, and
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 : Therefore, for heaven's sake, entertain good
comfort, And cheer his grace with quick and merry words. Q. Eliz. If he were dead, what would betide of
me? Grey. No other harm but loss of such a lord. Q. Eliz. The loss of such a lord" includes all
harms. Grey. The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly
Q. Eliz. Ah, he is young; and his minority
Q. Eliz. It is determin’d, not concluded yet: But so it must be if the king miscarry.
Enter BUCKINGHAM and STANLEY.
Grey. Here come the lords of Buckingham and
have been !
Stan. I do beseech you, either not believe
Stanley ? Stan. But now, the duke of Buckingham, and I, Are come from visiting his majesty. Q. Eliz. What likelihood of his amendment,
lords? Buck. Madam, good hope; his grace speaks
confer with him ? Buck. Ay, madam, he desires to make atonement Between the duke of Gloster and your brothers, And between them, and my lord chamberlain; And sent to warn them to his royal presence. Q. Eliz. 'Would all were well! But that will
never be; I fear, our happiness is at the height.
Enter GLOSTER, HASTINGS, and Dorset.
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
Glo. I cannot tell;— The world is grown so bad,
Jack' became a gentleman, There's many a gentle person made a Jack.
9 Low fellow.
Q. Eliz. Come, come, we know your meaning,
brother Gloster ;
Glo. Meantime heaven grants that we have need
Glo. You may deny that you were not the cause
Riv. She may, my lord ; for
1 A coin rated at 6s. 8d.
Your blunt upbraidings, and your bitter scoffs :
Enter Queen MARGARET, behind.
seech thee! Thy honour, state, and seat, is due to me. Ġlo. 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: Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury. Glo. Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband
king, · I was a pack-horse in his great affairs ; A weeder out of his proud adversaries, 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 huş
band In Margaret's battle at Saint Alban's slain ? Let me put in your minds, if you forget,
have been ere now, and what you are ; Withal, what I have been, and what I am.