Gav. Why, there are hospitals for such as you; I have no war, and therefore, sir, begone. 3 Man. Farewell, and perish by a soldier's hand, That would'st reward them with an hospital. Gav. I, I, these words of his move me as much And dart her plumes,1 thinking to pierce my breast. I'll flatter these, and make them live in hope. Omnes. We thank your worship. 40 [Aside. Gav. I have some business. Leave me to myself. Gav. Do; these are not men for me; I must have wanton poets, pleasant wits, Therefore I'll have Italian masks by night, [Exeunt 50 1 Mr. Tancock quotes from Pliny's Natural History:-" Hystrici longiores aculei et cum intendit cutem missiles. Ora urgentium figit canum et paulo longius jaculatur." 2 So the 4tos. -Dyce reads "sylvan." Shall with their goat-feet dance the antic hay.1 To hide those parts which men delight to see, By yelping hounds pulled down, and 2 seem to die ;- Here comes my lord the king, and [here] the nobles 60 70 Enter the KING, LANCASTER, OLD MORTIMER, YOUNG MORTIMER, EDMUND, Earl of Kent, Guy, Earl of Warwick, &c. Edw. Lancaster! Lan. My lord. Gav. That Earl of Lancaster do I abhor. [Aside. Edw. Will you not grant me this? In spite of them 1 The name of a rustic dance. 2 So the 4tos.-Dyce reads "shall." 3 The 4tos. read, "My lord, here comes the king and the nobles." Dyce gives, "Here comes my lord the king and the nobles." Mr. Fleay arranges the passage thus : "Here comes my lord The king and th' nobles from the parliament. I'll stand aside." I'll have my will; and these two Mortimers, That cross me thus, shall know I am displeased. E. Mor. If you love us, my lord, hate Gaveston. Gav. That villain Mortimer, I'll be his death! [Aside. Y. Mor. Mine uncle here, this earl, and I myself, 81 Were sworn1 to your father at his death, That he should ne'er return into the realm: And know, my lord, ere I will break my oath, This sword of mine, that should offend your foes, And underneath thy banners march who will, Gav. Mort dieu ! [Aside. Edw. Well, Mortimer, I'll make thee rue these words. Beseems it thee to contradict thy king? Frown'st thou thereat, aspiring Lancaster? 2 I will have Gaveston; and you shall know Gav. Well done, Ned! 91 [Aside. Lan. My lord, why do you thus incense your peers, That naturally would love and honour you But for that base and obscure Gaveston ? Four earldoms have I, besides Lancaster- 100 1 Equivalent to a dissyllable. 2 Cf. 3 Henry VI. v. 6, “aspiring blood of Lancaster.' Ere Gaveston shall stay within the realm; Therefore, if he be come, expel him straight. Edw. Barons and earls, your pride hath made me mute; But now I'll speak, and to the proof, I hope. I do remember, in my father's days, Lord Percy of the north, being highly moved, Preach upon poles, for trespass of their tongues. War. O, our heads! ΠΙΟ Edw. I, yours; and therefore I would wish you grant War. Bridle thy anger, gentle Mortimer. Y. Mor. I cannot, nor I will not; I must speak. 120 E. Mor. Wiltshire hath men enough to save our heads. War. All Warwickshire will love 2 him for my sake. 1 I have kept the form found in ed. 1598, as a trisyllable is here required. 2 Dyce's correction "leave" seems unnecessary. Warwick is speaking ironically. Lan. And northward Gaveston1 hath many friends. 130 [Exeunt Nobles. Edw. I cannot brook these haughty menaces; Am I a king, and must be overruled? And either die or live with Gaveston. Gav. I can no longer keep me from my lord. [Comes forward. Edw. What, Gaveston! welcome.-Kiss not my handEmbrace me, Gaveston, as I do thee. 140 Why should'st thou kneel? know'st thou not who I am ? Thy friend, thyself, another Gaveston ! Not Hylas was more mourned of3 Hercules, Than thou hast been of me since thy exile. Gav. And since I went from hence, no soul in hell Hath felt more torment than poor Gaveston. Edw. I know it.-Brother, welcome home my friend. Now let the treacherous Mortimers conspire, And that high-minded Earl of Lancaster: 1 Dyce altered "Gaveston" to "Lancaster;" but the language is ironical. 2 Fight, contend. The word is borrowed from the game of tennis. 3 Ed. 1598, "mourned for Hercules." Eds. 1612, 1622, “mourned for of Hercules"-and so Dyce. |