And to repair my honor lost for him, I here renounce him and return to Henry. My noble queen, let former grudges pass, And henceforth I am thy true servitor: I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona, And replant Henry in his former state. Q. Mar. Warwick, these words have turn'd my hate to love;

And I forgive and quite forget old faults, 200 And joy that thou becomest King Henry's friend.

War. So much his friend, aye, 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 succor him:
And as for Clarence, as my letters tell me,
He's very likely now to fall from him,
For matching more for wanton lust than
honor,

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Or than for strength and safety of our country. Bona. Dear brother, how shall Bona be revenged 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. Lew. And mine with hers, and thine, and Mar

garet's.

Therefore at last I firmly am resolved

You shall have aid.

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Q. Mar. Let me give humble thanks for all at once. K. Lew. Then, England's messenger, return in post,

And tell false Edward, thy supposed king,
That Lewis of France is sending over masquers,
To revel it with him and his new bride:

Thou seest what's past, go fear thy king
withal.

Bona. Tell him, in hope he'll prove a widower shortly,

I'll wear the willow garland for his sake.

Q. Mar. Tell him, my mourning weeds are laid aside,

And I am ready to put armor on.

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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.

K. Lew.

[Exit Post.

But, Warwick,
Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men,

228. "I'll," Capell (from Qq); Ff. read "I.”—I. G.

men"; Han

233, 234. "But, Warwick, Thou and Oxford, with five thousand men"; Theobald, "But, Warwick, Thyself and mer, "But Warwick, thou Thyself and Warwick, thou And

And Lord

men"; Steevens, “But, men"; Collier MS., "But, Warwick, thou warlike men"; Keightley, “But, Warwick, Thou and men"; Anon. conj. "But, Warwick, thou And . men of mine." Perhaps, as an anonymous scholar has suggested, the line should be read as an Alexandrine.-I. G.

Shall cross the seas, and bid false Edward battle;

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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That if our queen and this young prince agree,
I'll join mine eldest daughter and my joy

To him forthwith in holy wedlock bands. Q. Mar. Yes, I agree, and thank you for your motion.

Son Edward, she is fair and virtuous,

Therefore delay not, give thy hand to Warwick;

And, with thy hand, thy faith irrevocable, That only Warwick's daughter shall be thine. Prince. Yes, I accept her, for she well deserves it; And here, to pledge my vow, I give my hand.

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[He gives his hand to Warwick. K. Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers shall

be levied,

And thou, Lord Bourbon, our high admiral,
Shalt waft them over with our royal fleet.
I long till Edward fall by war's mischance,
For mocking marriage with a dame of France.
[Exeunt all but Warwick.

242. "Mine eldest daughter"; the reading of Ff. (following Qq.) ; Theobald (from Holinshed), "my younger d." It was, however, Anne, Warwick's second daughter, whom Edward married.-I. G. 253. "Shalt," the reading of Ff. 2, 3, 4; F. 1, “Shall.”—I. G.

War. I came from Edward as ambassador,

But I return his sworn and mortal foe:
Matter of marriage was the charge he gave me,
But dreadful war shall answer his demand.
Had he none else to make a stale but me? 260
Then none but I shall turn his jest to sorrow.
I was the chief that raised him to the crown,
And I'll be chief to bring him down again:
Not that I pity Henry's misery,

But seek revenge on Edward's mockery.

[Exit.

ACT FOURTH

SCENE I

London. The palace.

Enter Gloucester, Clarence, Somerset and
Montague.

Glou. Now tell me, brother Clarence, what think

you

Of this new marriage with the Lady Grey?

Hath not our brother made a worthy choice? Clar. Alas, you know, 'tis far from hence to France;

How could he stay till Warwick made return? Som. My lords, forbear this talk; here comes the king.

Glou. And his well-chosen bride.

Clar. I mind to tell him plainly what I think.

Flourish. Enter King Edward, attended; Lady Grey, as Queen; Pembroke, Stafford, Hastings, and others.

K. Edw. Now, brother Clarence, how like you our choice,

That you stand pensive, as half malcontent? 10 Clar. As well as Lewis of France, or the Earl of

Warwick,