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Scene IIThe palaceEnter the Duchess of York, with the two children of ClarenceBoyTell me, good grandam, is our father dead?Duchess of YorkNo, boy.BoyWhy do you wring your hands, and beat your breast, And cry ‘O Clarence, my unhappy son!‘GirlWhy do you look on us, and shake your head, And call us wretches, orphans, castaways If that our noble father be alive?Duchess of YorkMy pretty cousins, you mistake me much; I do lament the sickness of the king. As loath to lose him, not your father’s death; It were lost sorrow to wail one that’s lost.BoyThen, grandam, you conclude that he is dead. The king my uncle is to blame for this: God will revenge it; whom I will importune With daily prayers all to that effect.GirlAnd so will I.Duchess of YorkPeace, children, peace! the king doth love you well: Incapable and shallow innocents, You cannot guess who caused your father’s death.BoyGrandam, we can; for my good uncle Gloucester Told me, the king, provoked by the queen, Devised impeachments to imprison him : And when my uncle told me so, he wept, And hugg’d me in his arm, and kindly kiss’d my cheek; Bade me rely on him as on my father, And he would love me dearly as his child.Duchess of YorkOh, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes, And with a virtuous vizard hide foul guile! He is my son; yea, and therein my shame; Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit.BoyThink you my uncle did dissemble, grandam?Duchess of YorkAy, boy.BoyI cannot think it. Hark! what noise is this?Enter Queen Elizabeth, with her hair about her ears; Rivers, and Dorset after herQueen ElizabethOh, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, To chide my fortune, and torment myself? I’ll join with black despair against my soul, And to myself become an enemy.Duchess of YorkWhat means this scene of rude impatience?Queen ElizabethTo make an act of tragic violence: Edward, my lord, your son, our king, is dead. Why grow the branches now the root is wither’d? Why wither not the leaves the sap being gone? If you will live, lament; if die, be brief, That our swift-winged souls may catch the king’s; Or, like obedient subjects, follow him To his new kingdom of perpetual rest.Duchess of YorkAh, so much interest have I in thy sorrow As I had title in thy noble husband! I have bewept a worthy husband’s death, And lived by looking on his images: But now two mirrors of his princely semblance Are crack’d in pieces by malignant death, And I for comfort have but one false glass, Which grieves me when I see my shame in him. Thou art a widow; yet thou art a mother, And hast the comfort of thy children left thee: But death hath snatch’d my husband from mine arms, And pluck’d two crutches from my feeble limbs, Edward and Clarence. O, what cause have I, Thine being but a moiety of my grief, To overgo thy plaints and drown thy cries!BoyGood aunt, you wept not for our father’s death; How can we aid you with our kindred tears?GirlOur fatherless distress was left unmoan’d; Your widow-dolour likewise be unwept!Queen ElizabethGive me no help in lamentation; I am not barren to bring forth complaints All springs reduce their currents to mine eyes, That I, being govern’d by the watery moon, May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! Oh for my husband, for my dear lord Edward!ChildrenOh for our father, for our dear lord Clarence!Duchess of YorkAlas for both, both mine, Edward and Clarence!Queen ElizabethWhat stay had I but Edward? and he’s gone.ChildrenWhat stay had we but Clarence? and he’s gone.Duchess of YorkWhat stays had I but they? and they are gone.Queen ElizabethWas never widow had so dear a loss!ChildrenWere never orphans had so dear a loss!Duchess of YorkWas never mother had so dear a loss! Alas, I am the mother of these moans! Their woes are parcell’d, mine are general. She for an Edward weeps, and so do I; I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: These babes for Clarence weep and so do I; I for an Edward weep, so do not they: Alas, you three, on me, threefold distress’d, Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow’s nurse, And I will pamper it with lamentations.DorsetComfort, dear mother: God is much displeased That you take with unthankfulness, his doing: In common worldly things, ’tis call’d ungrateful, With dull unwilligness to repay a debt Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent; Much more to be thus opposite with heaven, For it requires the royal debt it lent you.RiversMadam, bethink you, like a careful mother, Of the young prince your son: send straight for him Let him be crown’d; in him your comfort lives: Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward’s grave, And plant your joys in living Edward’s throne.Enter Gloucester, Buckingham, Derby, Hastings, and RatcliffGloucesterMadam, have comfort: all of us have cause To wail the dimming of our shining star; But none can cure their harms by wailing them. Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; I did not see your grace: humbly on my knee I crave your blessing.Duchess of YorkGod bless thee; and put meekness in thy mind, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!GloucesterAsideAmen; and make me die a good old man! That is the butt-end of a mother’s blessing: I marvel why her grace did leave it out.BuckinghamYou cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers, That bear this mutual heavy load of moan, Now cheer each other in each other’s love Though we have spent our harvest of this king, We are to reap the harvest of his son. The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts, But lately splinter’d, knit, and join’d together, Must gently be preserved, cherish’d, and kept: Me seemeth good, that, with some little train, Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fetch’d Hither to London, to be crown’d our king.RiversWhy with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham?BuckinghamMarry, my lord, lest, by a multitude, The new-heal’d wound of malice should break out, Which would be so much the more dangerous By how much the estate is green and yet ungovern’d: Where every horse bears his commanding rein, And may direct his course as please himself, As well the fear of harm, as harm apparent, In my opinion, ought to be prevented.GloucesterI hope the king made peace with all of us And the compact is firm and true in me.RiversAnd so in me; and so, I think, in all: Yet, since it is but green, it should be put To no apparent likelihood of breach, Which haply by much company might be urged: Therefore I say with noble Buckingham, That it is meet so few should fetch the prince.HastingsAnd so say I.GloucesterThen be it so; and go we to determine Who they shall be that straight shall post to Ludlow. Madam, and you, my mother, will you go To give your censures in this weighty business?Queen Elizabeth, Duchess of YorkWith all our harts.Exeunt all but Buckingham and GloucesterBuckinghamMy lord, whoever journeys to the Prince, For God’s sake, let not us two be behind; For, by the way, I’ll sort occasion, As index to the story we late talk’d of, To part the queen’s proud kindred from the king.GloucesterMy other self, my counsel’s consistory, My oracle, my prophet! My dear cousin, I, like a child, will go by thy direction. Towards Ludlow then, for we’ll not stay behind.Exeunt

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