For I have often heard my Mother say,
I

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I came into the World with my Legs forward,
Had I not reason, think ye, to make halte,
And seek their Ruin, that usuip'd our Right?
The Midwife wonder'd, and the Women cry'd,
O Jesus bless us, he is born with Teech!
And so I was, which plainly signified,
That I should foarle, and bite, and play the Dog :
Then since the Heav'ns have Map'd my Body so,
Let Hell make crook'd my Mind to answer it.
I have no Brother, I am like no Brother:
And this word (Love) which grey Beards call Divine,
B: refident in Men like one anocher,
And not in me: I am my self alone.
Clarence beware, thou keep'ít me from the light,
But I will sort a pitchy Day for thee:
For I will buz abroad such Prophecies,
That Edward in all be fearful of his Life,
And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy Death.
King Henry, and the Prince his Son, are gone,
Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest;
Counting my self but bad, 'till I be best.
I'll throw thy Body in another room,
And triumph, Henry, in thy day of Doom.

[Exit. Enter King Edward, Queeen, Clarence, Gloucester, Ha

stings, Nurse, and Attendants. K. Edw. Once more we lit on England's Royal Throne, Re-purchas'd with the Blood of Enemies: What valiant Fos-mon, like to Autumn's Corn, Have we mow'd down in top of all their Pride? Three Dukes of Somerset, threefold Renown'd, For hardy and urdoubted Champions: Two Cliffords, as the Farher and the Son, And two Northumberlands; two braver Men Ne'er spurr'd their Coursers at the Trumpets found. With them, the two brave Bears, Warwick and Montague, That in their Chains fetter'd the Kingly Lion, And made the Forest tremble when they roar'd. Thus have we swept Suspicion from our Seat, And made our Footstool of S.curry. Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my Boy:

Young

Young Ned, for thee, thine Uncles, and my self,
Have in our Armours watch'd the winter Night,
Went all a-foot in Summers scalding heat,
That thou might'st repossess the Crown in peace,
And of our Labours thou shalt reap the Gain.

Glo. I'll blast his Hirveft, if your Head were laid,
For yet I am not look'd on in the World.
This Shoulder was ordain’d so thick, to heave,
And heave it shall some weight, or break my back;
Work thou the way, and that shall execute. [Afide.

K. Edw. Clarence and Gloʻster, love my lovely Queen, And kiss your Princely Nephew, Brothers both.

Clar. The duty that I owe your Majesty, I seal upon the Lips of this sweet Babe.

K. Edw. Thanks, noble Clarence, worthy Brother, thanks.

Glo. And that I love the Tree from whence thou sprang'ft, Witness the loving Kiss I give the Fruit: To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his Master, [Afide. And cry'd, all hail, when as he meant all harm.

K. Edw. Now am I seated as my Soul delights,
Having my Country's peace, and Brothers loves.
Clar. What will your Grace have done with Margaret?

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Reignier her Father, to the King of France
Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem,
And hither have they sent it for her Ransom.

K. Edw. Away with her, and waft her hence to France:
And now what rests, but that we spend the time
With stately Triumphs, mirthful Comick Shows,
Such as befits the Pleasure of the Court?
Sound Drums and Trumpets, farewel sowr Annoy,
For here, I hope, begins our lasting Joy. [Excunt omnes.

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