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Sir J. Madam, along, and you, my lord, with me, That England's peers may Henault's welcome see. [Ereunt.
Enter the KING, MAT REv is, the two SPEN cers, with others. Edw. Thus after many threats of wrathful war, Triumpheth England's Edward with his friends, And triumph Edward with his friends uncontroul’d. My lord of Glou'ster, do you hear the news? Y. Spen. What news, my lord 2 Edw. Why man, they say there is great execution Done through the realm; my lord of Arundel, You have the note, have you not ? Mat. From the lieutenant of the tower, my lord. Edw. I pray let us see it. What have we there? Read it Spencer. [Spencer reads their names. Why so; they bark'd apace a month ago: Now, on my life, they'll neither bark nor bite, Now, sirs, the news from France? Glou'ster, I trow, The lords of France love England's gold so well, As Isabel gets no aid from thence. What now remains; have you proclaim’d, my lord, Reward for them can bring in Mortimer ? Y. Spen. My lord, we have; and if he be in England, He will he had ere long, I doubt it not.
Edw. If, dost thou say ? Spencer, as true as death, He is in England's ground; our portmasters Are not so careless of their king's command. Enter a Mess ENGER. How now, what news with thee? from whence come these ? MEs. Letters, my lord, and tidings forth of France, To you, my lord of Glou'ster, from Lecune. Edw. Read. . [Spencer reads the letter.] “My duty to your honour premised, &c. I have, according to instructions in that behalf, dealt with the king of France his lords, and effected, that the queen, all discontented and discomforted, is gone. Whither, if you ask, with sir John of Henault, brother to the marquis, into Flanders: with them are gone lord Edmund, and the lord Mortimer, having in their company divers of your nation, and others; and, as constant report goeth, they intend to give king Edward battle in England, sooner than he can look for them: this is all the news of import. Your honour's in all service, LEcun E.” Edw. Ah, villains! hath that Mortimer escap'd? With him is Edmund gone associate? And will sir John of Henault lead the round 7 Welcome, a God's name, madam, and your son; England shall welcome you and all your rout. Gallop apace, bright Phoebus, through the sky,
And dusty night, in rusty iron car,
Enter the QUEEN, her SoN, KENT, MoRTIMER,
Welcome to England all, with prosperous winds;
Y. MoR. Nay, madam, if you be a warrior,
Lord's, sith that we are by suff'rance of heav'n,
Enter the KING, BALDock, and Young SPENce R,
Enter Kent alone, with sword and target. KENT. This way he fled, but I am come too late. Edward, alas! my heart relents for thee. Proud traitor, Mortimer, why dost thou chase Thy lawful king, thy sovereign, with thy sword? Wile wretch! and why hast thou, of all unkind, Borne arms against thy brother and thy king? Rain showers of vengeance on my cursed head, Thou God, to whom in justice it belongs To punish this unnatural revolt! Edward, this Mortimer aims at thy life: 0 fly him then but Edmund calm this rage, Dissemble, or thou diest; for Mortimer And Isabel do kiss, while they conspire: And yet she bears a face of love forsooth. Fie on that love that hatcheth death and hate : Edmund, away; Bristol to Longshank's blood Is false; be not found single for suspect: Proud Mortimer pries near into thy walks. Enter the Queen, MoRTIMER, the Young PRINce, and Sir Joh N of HEN AULT. Quees. Successful battle gives the God of kings To them that fight in right, and fear his wrath. Since then successfully we have prevail'd, Thanked be heaven's great architect, and you. Ere farther we proceed, my noble lords, We here create our well-beloved son, Of love and care unto his royal person, Lord warden of the realm; and sith the fates Have made his father so unfortunate,