252248What shall I saie? to safegard thine owne life,

253249The best way is to venge my Glocesters death.

254250Gaunt Gods is the quarrell for Gods substitute,

255251His deputy annointed in his sight,

256252Hath causd his death, the which if wrongfully,

257253Let heauen reuenge, for I may neuer lift

258254An angry arme against his minister.

259255Duch. Where then may I complainemy selfe?

260256Gaunt To God the widdowes Champion and defence,

261257Duch. Why then I will; farewell olde Gaunt,

262258Thou goest to Couentry, there to behold

263259Our Coosen Hereford and fell Mowbray fight.

264260O set my husbands wronges on Herefords speare,

265261That it may enter butchers Mowbraies brest:

266262Or if misfortune misse the first carier,

267263Be Mowbraies sinnes so heauy in his bosome

268264That they may breake his foming coursers backe,

269265And throw the rider headlong in the listes,

270266A caitiue recreant to my Coosen Hereford,

271267Farewell old Gaunt, thy sometimes brothers wife,

272268With her companion Griefe must end her life.

273269Gaunt Sister farewell, I must to Couentry,

274270As much good stay with thee, as go with me.

275271Duch. Yet one word more, griefe boundeth where is fals,

276272Not with the emptines, hollownes, but weight:

277273I take my leaue before I haue begone,

278274For sorrow endes not when it seemeth done:

279275Commend me to thy brother Edmund Yorke,

280276Lo this is all: nay yet depart not so,

281277Though this be al, doe not so quickly go:

282278I shall remember more: Bid him, ah what?

283279With all good speede at Plashie visite me,

284280Alacke and what shall good olde Yorke there see,

285281But empty lodgings and vnfurnisht wals,

286282Vnpeopled offices, vntrodden stones,

287283And what cheere there for welcome but my grones?

288284Therfore commend me, let him not come there,