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That from his loins no more young brats may rise,
Enter LADY ANNE, in Mourning, LORD STANLEY, TRESSEL, GUARDS, BEARERS, with KING HENRY's Body, and Six LADIES in Mourning.
But see, my love appears-look where she shines,
Yet hold, she mourns the man, that I have kill'd;
[He retires. Lady A. Hung be the heav'ns with black; yield day to night;
Comets, importing change of times and states,
Lady 4. If ever he have child, abortive be it,
Prodigious and untimely brought to light;
down. Lady A. What black magician conjures up this
fiend, To stop devo ted charitable deeds ?
Glost. Villains, set down the corse, or by St. Paul, I'll make a corse of him that disobeys. Guard. My lord, stand back, and let the coffin
pass. Glost. Unmannerd slave ! stand thou, when I com
mand, Advance thy halbert higher than my breast, Or, by St. Paul, I'll strike thee to my
foot, And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness. Lady A. Why dost thou haunt him thus, unsated
fiend? Thou hast but power over his mortal body; His soul thou canst not reach, therefore begone.
Glost. Sweet saint, be not so hard for charity.
Lady A. If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, Behold this pattern of thy butcheries. Why didst thou do this deed ? could not the laws Of man, of nature, nor of Heav'n dissuade thee? No beast so fierce, but knows some touch. pity.
Glost. If want of pity be a crime so hateful, Whence is it, thou, fair excellence, art guilty?
Lady A. What means the slanderer:
Glost. Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman, Of these my crimes suppos'd, to give me leave, By circumstance but to acquit myself. Lady A. Then take that sword, whose bloody point
With Henry's life, with my lov'd loril's, young Ed
ward's, And here let out thy own, to appease their ghosts.
Glost. By such despair I should accuse myself. Lady A. Why by despairing only canst thou stand
Glost. I grant ye.
Glost. Was I not kind, to send him thither, then? He was much fitter for that place than earth.
Lady A. And thou unfit for any place, bụt hell. Glost. Yes, one place else- If
will hear me name it. Lady A. Some dungeon. Glost. Your bedchamber. Lady A. IIl rest beride the chamber, where thou
liest. Glost. So it will, madam, till I lie in yours. Lady A. I hope so.
Glost. I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne,
Lady A. If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide, These hands should rend that beauty from my
Glost. These eyes could not endure that beauty's
Glost. It is a quarrel most unnatural,
Lady A. Say rather 'tis my duty,
Glost. Fair creature, he, that kill'd thy husband,
- here Lady A. would they were basilisks, to strike thee
dead ! Glost. I would they were, that I might die at
once, For now they kill me with a living death : Darting with cruel aim despair and love ; I never su'd to friend or enemy; My tongue could never learn soft smoothing words; But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee, My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue to
speak. Lady A. Is there a tongue on earth, can speak for
thee? Why dost thou court my hate?
Glost. Oh, teach not thy soft lips such cold con
tempt ! If thy relentless heart cannot forgive, Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword, Which, if thou please to hide in this true breast, And let the honest soul out, that adores thee! I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, And humbly beg that death, upon my knee. Lady A. What shall I say, or do ? direct me,
Heav'n ! When stones weep, sure the tears are natural; And Heav'n itself instructs us to forgive, When they do flow from a sincere repentance. (A side. Glost. Nay, do not pause, før I did kill King
[She drops the Sword. Take
the sword again, or take up me. Lady A. No, though I wish thy death, I will not be thy executioner.
Glost. Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it.
Glost. That was in thy rage;