KING EDWARD
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Why so: now haue I done a good daies work.Why, so; now have I done a good day's work.R3 II.i.1
You Peeres, continue this vnited League:You peers, continue this united league.R3 II.i.2
I, euery day expect an EmbassageI every day expect an embassageR3 II.i.3
From my Redeemer, to redeeme me hence.From my Redeemer to redeem me hence;R3 II.i.4
And more to peace my soule shall part to heauen,And more in peace my soul shall part to heaven,R3 II.i.5
Since I haue made my Friends at peace on earth.Since I have made my friends at peace on earth.R3 II.i.6
Dorset and Riuers, take each others hand,Hastings and Rivers, take each other's hand;R3 II.i.7
Dissemble not your hatred, Sweare your loue.Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love.R3 II.i.8
Take heed you dally not before your King,Take heed you dally not before your King,R3 II.i.12
Lest he that is the supreme King of KingsLest He that is the supreme King of kingsR3 II.i.13
Confound your hidden falshood, and awardConfound your hidden falsehood and awardR3 II.i.14
Either of you to be the others end.Either of you to be the other's end.R3 II.i.15
Madam, your selfe is not exempt from this:Madam, yourself is not exempt from this;R3 II.i.18
Nor you Sonne Dorset, Buckingham nor you;Nor you, son Dorset; Buckingham, nor you.R3 II.i.19
You haue bene factious one against the other.You have been factious one against the other.R3 II.i.20
Wife, loue Lord Hastings, let him kisse your hand,Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand,R3 II.i.21
And what you do, do it vnfeignedly.And what you do, do it unfeignedly.R3 II.i.22
Dorset, imbrace him: / Hastings, loue Lord Marquesse.Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love Lord Marquess.R3 II.i.25
Now Princely Buckingham, seale yu this leagueNow, princely Buckingham, seal thou this leagueR3 II.i.29
With thy embracements to my wiues Allies,With thy embracements to my wife's allies,R3 II.i.30
And make me happy in your vnity.And make me happy in your unity.R3 II.i.31
A pleasing Cordiall, Princely BuckinghamA pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham,R3 II.i.41
Is this thy Vow, vnto my sickely heart:Is this thy vow unto my sickly heart.R3 II.i.42
There wanteth now our Brother Gloster heere,There wanteth now our brother Gloucester hereR3 II.i.43
To make the blessed period of this peace.To make the blessed period of this peace.R3 II.i.44
Happy indeed, as we haue spent the day:Happy indeed, as we have spent the day.R3 II.i.49
Gloster, we haue done deeds of Charity,Gloucester, we have done deeds of charity,R3 II.i.50
Made peace of enmity, faire loue of hate,Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate,R3 II.i.51
Betweene these swelling wrong incensed Peeres.Between these swelling, wrong-incensed peers.R3 II.i.52
Who knowes not he is dead? / Who knowes he is?Who knows not he is dead? Who knows he is?R3 II.i.83
Is Clarence dead? The Order was reuerst.Is Clarence dead? The order was reversed.R3 II.i.88
I prethee peace, my soule is full of sorrow.I pray thee peace. My soul is full of sorrow.R3 II.i.98
Then say at once, what is it thou requests.Then say at once what is it thou requests.R3 II.i.100
Haue I a tongue to doome my Brothers death?Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death,R3 II.i.104
And shall that tongue giue pardon to a slaue?And shall that tongue give pardon to a slave?R3 II.i.105
My Brother kill'd no man, his fault was Thought,My brother killed no man – his fault was thought – R3 II.i.106
And yet his punishment was bitter death.And yet his punishment was bitter death.R3 II.i.107
Who sued to me for him? Who (in my wrath)Who sued to me for him? Who, in my wrath,R3 II.i.108
Kneel'd and my feet, and bid me be aduis'd?Kneeled at my feet and bid me be advised?R3 II.i.109
Who spoke of Brother-hood? who spoke of loue?Who spoke of brotherhood? Who spoke of love?R3 II.i.110
Who told me how the poore soule did forsakeWho told me how the poor soul did forsakeR3 II.i.111
The mighty Warwicke, and did fight for me?The mighty Warwick and did fight for me?R3 II.i.112
Who told me in the field at Tewkesbury,Who told me, in the field at Tewkesbury,R3 II.i.113
When Oxford had me downe, he rescued me:When Oxford had me down, he rescued meR3 II.i.114
And said deare Brother liue, and be a King?And said, ‘ Dear brother, live, and be a king ’?R3 II.i.115
Who told me, when we both lay in the Field,Who told me, when we both lay in the fieldR3 II.i.116
Frozen (almost) to death, how he did lap meFrozen almost to death, how he did lap meR3 II.i.117
Euen in his Garments, and did giue himselfeEven in his garments, and gave himself,R3 II.i.118
(All thin and naked) to the numbe cold night?All thin and naked, to the numb-cold night?R3 II.i.119
All this from my Remembrance, brutish wrathAll this from my remembrance brutish wrathR3 II.i.120
Sinfully pluckt, and not a man of youSinfully plucked, and not a man of youR3 II.i.121
Had so much grace to put it in my minde.Had so much grace to put it in my mind.R3 II.i.122
But when your Carters, or your wayting VassallsBut when your carters or your waiting vassalsR3 II.i.123
Haue done a drunken Slaughter, and defac'dHave done a drunken slaughter and defacedR3 II.i.124
The precious Image of our deere Redeemer,The precious image of our dear Redeemer,R3 II.i.125
You straight are on your knees for Pardon, pardon,You straight are on your knees for pardon, pardon;R3 II.i.126
And I (vniustly too) must grant it you.And I, unjustly too, must grant it you.R3 II.i.127
But for my Brother, not a man would speake,But for my brother not a man would speak,R3 II.i.128
Nor I (vngracious) speake vnto my selfeNor I, ungracious, speak unto myselfR3 II.i.129
For him poore Soule. The proudest of you all,For him, poor soul! The proudest of you allR3 II.i.130
Haue bin beholding to him in his life:Have been beholding to him in his life;R3 II.i.131
Yet none of you, would once begge for his life.Yet none of you would once beg for his life.R3 II.i.132
O God! I feare thy iustice will take holdO God! I fear thy justice will take holdR3 II.i.133
On me, and you; and mine, and yours for this.On me and you, and mine and yours, for this.R3 II.i.134
Come Hastings helpe me to my Closset. Ah poore Clarence. Come, Hastings, help me to my closet. Ah, poor Clarence!R3 II.i.135
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