Henry VI, Part 3 (Octavo 1, 1595)
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The Tragedie of Richard D. of
¶Doth not the obiect please your eie my Lord?
wracke.
¶Withhold reuenge deare God, tis not my fault,
880Nor wittinglie haue I infringde my vow.
¶Clif. My gratious Lord, this too much lenitie,
¶To whom do Lyons cast their gentle lookes?
¶Not his that spoiles his young before his face.
¶Not he that sets his foot vpon her backe.
890And Doues will pecke, in rescue of their broode.
¶Ambitious Yorke did leuell at thy Crowne,
¶Thou smiling, while he knit his angrie browes.
¶He but a Duke, would haue his sonne a king,
¶Which argude thee a most vnnaturall father.
¶Vnreasonable creatures feed their yong,
¶And though mans face be fearefull to their eies,
900Yet in protection of their tender ones,
¶Make warre with him, that climes vnto their nest,
¶Offring their owne liues in their yongs defence?
¶Were it not pittie that this goodlie boy,
Should
