And therefore, brother, banish him for ever.
EDW. Art thou an enemy to my Gaveston?
KENT. Ay; and it grieves me that I favour'd him.
EDW. Traitor, begone! whine thou with Mortimer.
KENT. So will I, rather than with Gaveston.
EDW. Out of my sight, and trouble me no more!
KENT. No marvel though thou scorn thy noble

peers,

When I thy brother am rejected thus.

EDW. Away!

[Exit KENT.
Poor Gaveston, that hast no friend but me!
Do what they can, we'll live in Tynmouth here;
And, so I walk with him about the walls,

What care I though the earls begirt us round?
Here comes she that is cause of all these jars.

Re-enter QUEEN ISABELLA, with EDWARD'S NIECE, two LADIES, GAVESTON, BALDOCK, and the younger SPENSER.

ISAB. My lord, 'tis thought the earls are up in arms. EDW. Ay, and 'tis likewise thought you favour 'em T.

ISAB. Thus do you still suspect me without cause. NIECE. Sweet uncle, speak more kindly to the

queen.

GAV. My lord, dissemble with her; speak her fair. EDW. Pardon me, sweet; I forgot myself.

ISAB. Your pardon is quickly got of Isabel.

T'em] Old eds. "him."

EDW. The younger Mortimer is grown so brave, That to my face he threatens civil wars.

GAV. Why do you not commit him to the Tower? EDW. I dare not, for the people love him well. GAV. Why, then, we'll have him privily made away. EDW. Would Lancaster and he had both carous'd A bowl of poison to each other's health! But let them go, and tell me what are these.

NIECE. Two of my father's servants whilst he liv'd: May't please your grace to entertain them now. EDW. Tell me, where wast thou born? what is thine arms?

BALD. My name is Baldock, and my gentry
I fetch from Oxford, not from heraldry.

EDW. The fitter art thou, Baldock, for my
Wait on me, and I'll see thou shalt not want.
BALD. I humbly thank your majesty.
EDW. Knowest thou him, Gaveston?
GAV. Ay, my lord;

turn.

His name is Spenser; he is well allied:
For my sake let him wait upon your grace;
Scarce shall you find a man of more desert.
EDW. Then, Spenser, wait upon me for his sake:
I'll grace thee with a higher style ere long.
Y. SPEN. No greater titles happen unto me

Than to be favour'd of your majesty !

EDW. Cousin, this day shall be your marriage

feast:-
--

And, Gaveston, think that I love thee well,

To wed thee to our niece, the only heir

Unto the Earl of Glocester late deceas'd.

GAV. I know, my lord, many will stomach me † ; But I respect neither their love nor hate.

EDW. The headstrong barons shall not limit me; He that I list to favour shall be great.

Come, let's away; and, when the marriage ends, Have at the rebels and their 'complices! [Exeunt.

Enter LANCASTER ‡, the younger MORTIMER, WARWICK, PEMBROKE, KENT, and others.

KENT. My lords, of love to this our native land, I come to join with you, and leave the king; And in your quarrel, and the realm's behoof, Will be the first that shall adventure life.

LAN. I fear me, you are sent of policy, To undermine us with a show of love.

WAR. He is your brother; therefore have we cause To cast the worst, and doubt of your revolt.

KENT. Mine honour shall be hostage of my truth: If that will not suffice, farewell, my lords.

Y. MOR. Stay, Edmund: never was Plantagenet False of his word; and therefore trust we thee.

PEM. But what's the reason you should leave him now?

KENT. I have inform'd the Earl of Lancaster. LAN. And it sufficeth. Now, my lords, know this, That Gaveston is secretly arriv'd,

+ stomach me] See note, p. 175.

Enter Lancaster, &c.] Scene, near Tynmouth Castle.

And here in Tynmouth frolics with the king.
Let us with these our followers scale the walls,
And suddenly surprise them unawares.

Y. MOR. I'll give the onset.

WAR. And I'll follow thee.

Y. MOR. This totter'd + ensign of my ancestors, Which swept the desert shore of that Dead Sea Whereof we got the name of Mortimer, Will I advance upon this castle['s] walls.Drums, strike alarum, raise them from their sport, And ring aloud the knell of Gaveston!

LAN. None be so hardy as to touch the king; But neither spare you Gaveston nor his friends. [Exeunt.

Enter, severally, KING EDWARD § and the
younger SPENSER.

EDW. Oh, tell me, Spenser, where is Gaveston?
Y. SPEN. I fear me he is slain, my gracious lord.
EDW. No, here he comes: now let them spoil and
kill.

Enter QUEEN ISABELLA, KING EDWARD'S NIECE,
GAVESTON, and Nobles.

Fly, fly, my lords; the earls have got the hold;
Take shipping, and away to Scarborough :
Spenser and I will post away by land.

† totter'd] A common form of tattered.

to] So 4to 1622.-Not in 4tos 1598, 1612.

§ Enter, severally, King Edward, &c.] Scene,-within Tynmouth Castle.

GAV. Oh, stay, my lord! they will not injure you. EDW. I will not trust them. Gaveston, away! GAV. Farewell, my lord.

EDW. Lady, farewell.

NIECE. Farewell, sweet uncle, till we meet again. EDW. Farewell, sweet Gaveston; and farewell, niece.

ISAB. No farewell to poor Isabel thy queen? EDW. Yes, yes, for Mortimer your lover's sake. ISAB. Heavens can witness, I love none but you. [Exeunt all except QUEEN ISABELLA. From my embracements thus he breaks away. Oh, that mine arms could close this isle about, That I might pull him to me where I would! Or that these tears, that drizzle from mine eyes, Had power to mollify his stony heart, That, when I had him, we might never part!

Enter LANCASTER, WARWICK, the younger MORTIMER, and others. Alarums within.

LAN. I wonder how he scap'd.

Y. MOR. Who's this? the queen!

ISAB. Ay, Mortimer, the miserable queen, Whose pining heart her inward sighs have blasted, And body with continual mourning wasted: These hands are tir'd with haling of my lord From Gaveston, from wicked Gaveston; And all in vain; for, when I speak him fair, and smiles upon his minion.

He turns away,

Y. MOR. Cease to lament, and tell us where's the

king?