Henry VI, Part 3 (Octavo 1, 1595)
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Yorke, and Henrie the Sixt.
¶Edw. Take that, the litnes of this railer heere.
¶Queen. Oh kill me too.
3025Her recouerie?
¶Ere you come there, you shall heare more newes.
¶Cla. About what, prethe tell me?
3030Glo. The Tower man, the Tower, Ile root them out
Exit Gloster.
¶Traytors, Tyrants, bloudie Homicides,
They that stabd Caesar shed no bloud at all,
¶For he was a man, this in respect a childe,
¶And men nere spend then furie on a child,
¶Whats worse then tyrant that I maie name,
¶You haue no children Deuils, if you had,
¶The thought of them would then haue stopt your rage,
3045But if you euer hope to haue a sonne,
¶Looke in his youth to haue him so cut off,
¶As Traitors you haue doone this sweet young prince.
¶Edw. Awaie, and beare her hence.
¶Ile pardon thee my death. Wilt thou not?
Then Clarence, doe thou doe it?
Queen.
