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Bless'd his three sons with his victorious arm,
t Mur. Ay, mill-stones ; as he lesson'd us to weep:
ceive yourself; "Tis he that sends us to destroy you here.
Clar. It cannot be ; for he bewept my fortune, And hugg'd me in his arms, and swore, with sobs, That he would labour my delivery.
1 Mur. Why, so he doth, when he delivers you From this earth’s thraldom to the joys of heaven.
2 Mur.Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord.
Clar. Hast thou that holy feeling in thy soul,
2 Mur. What shall we do?
2 Mur. Look behind you, my lord.
[Stabs hint. I'll drown you in the malmsey-butt within.
[Exit, with the body. 2 Mur. A bloody deed, and desperately despatch'd ! How fain like Pilate, would I wash my hands Of this most grievous guilty murder done.
Re-enter first Murderer. 1 Mur. How pow? what mean'st thou, that thou
help'st me not?
By heaven, the duke shall know how slack you have been.
2 Mur. I would he knew, that I had sav'd his brother! Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say ; For I repent me that the duke is slain.
[Erit. 1 Mur. So do not I ; go, coward as thou art. Well, I'll go hide the body in some hole, Till that the duke give order for his burial : And when I have my meed, I will away ; For this will out, and then I must not stay. [Exit.
ACT II. SCENE I.-The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter King
EDWARD, (led in sick,) Queen ELIZABETH, DORSET,
Riv. By heaven, my soulis purg'd from grudging hate; And with my hand I seal my true heart's love.
Hast. So thrive I, as I truly swear the like !
K. Edw. Take heed, you dally not before your king ; Lest he, that is the supreme King of kings, Confound your hidden falsehood, and award Either of you to be the other's end.
Hast. So prosper I, as I swear perfect love ! Riv. And I, as I love Hastings with my heart ! K.Edw. Madam, yourself are not exempt in this, - Nor your son Dorset,-Buckingham, nor you ;You have been factious one against the other. Wife, love lord Hastings, let liim kiss your hand ; And what you do, do it unfeignedly. Q.Eliz. There, Hastings ;-- I will never more re
member Our former hatred, so thrive I, and mine! K. Edw. Dorset, embrace him,--Hastings, love lord
marquis. 28* VOL, V.
Dors. This interchange of love, I here protest,
[Embraces DORSET. K.Edw. Now, princely Buckingham, seal thou this
league With thy embracements to my wife's allies, And make me happy in your unity.
Buck. Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate Upon your grace, [To the Queen.]but with all duteous love Doth cherish you, and yours, God punish me With hate in those where I expect most love! When I have most need to employ a friend, And most assured that he is a friend, Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, Be he unto me! this do I beg of heaven, When I am cold in love to you, or yours.
[Embracing RIVERS, &C. K. Edw. A pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham, Is this thy vow unto my sickly heart. There wanteth now our brother Gloster here, To make the blessed period of this peace. Buck. And, in good time, here comes the noble duke:
Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Good-morrow to my sovereign king, and queen; - And, princely peers, a happy time of day!
K. Edw. Happy, indeed, as we have spent the day :Brother, we have done deeds of charity ; Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers.
Glo. A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege.. Among this princely heap, if any here, By false intelligence, or wrong surmise, Hold me a foe; If I unwittingly, or in my rage, Have aught committed that is hardly borne By any in this presence, I desire To reconcile me to his friendly peace : 'Tis death to me, to be at enmity ; I hate it, and desire all good men's love. — First, madam, I entreat true peace of you, Which I will purchase with my duieous service. ;Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham, If ever any grudge were lodg'd between us ;Of you, lord Rivers, and, lord Grey, of you,That all without desert have frown'd on me ;
Dukes, earls, lords, gentlemen ; indeed, of all.
Q.Eliz. A holy-day shall this be kept hereafter : - I would to God, all strifes were well compounded.
-My sovereign lord, I do beseech your highness
Glo. Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this,
[They all start. You do him injury, to scorn his corse.
K. Edw. Who knows not, he is dead! who knows he is? Q.Eliz. All-seeing heaven, what a world is this ! Buck. Look I so pale, lord Dorset, as the rest ?
Dors. Ay, my good lord ; and no man in the presence, But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks.
K. Edw. Is Clarence dead? the order was reversid:
Glo. But he, poor man, by your first order died,
K. Edw. Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death, And shall that tongue give pardon to a slave ?4 My brother kill'd no man, his fault was thought, And yet his punishment was bitter death. Who su'd to me for him ? who, in my wratlı, (3] He means the remission of the forfeit.
JOHNS. (4) This lamentation is very tender and pathetic. The recollection of the good qualities of the dead is very natural, and no liss naturally does the king endeavour to communicate the crime to others. JOHNS:
Kneel'd at my feet, and bade me be advis'd ?
RIVERS, DORSET, and GREY.
SCENE II. The same. Enter the Duchess of YORK, with a Son and
Daughter of CLARENCE. Son. Good grandam, tell us, is our father dead? Duch. No, boy.  Mr. Walpole, some years ago, suggested from the Chronicle of Croy. land, that the true cause of Gloster's hatred to Clarence was, that Clarence was onwilling to share with his brother that moiety of the estate of the great