25702389Or my shamde life in his dishonour lies,

25712390Thou kilst me in his life giuing him breath,

25722391The traitor liues, the true man's put to death.

25742392Du. What ho, my Liege, for Gods sake let me in.

25752393King H. What shril voice suppliant makes this eger crie?

25762394Du. A woman, and thy aunt (great king) tis I,

25772395Speake with me, pitie me, open the doore,

25782396A beggar begs that neuer begd before.

25792397King Our scene is altred from a serious thing,

25802398And now changde to the Beggar and the King:

25812399My dangerous cousin, let your mother in,

25822400I know she is come to pray for your foule sinne.

25832401Yorke If thou do pardon whosoeuer pray,

25842402More sinnes for this forgiuenes prosper may:

25852403This festred ioynt cut off, the rest rest sound,

25862404This let alone wil all the rest confound.

25882405Du. Oh king, beleeue not this hard-hearted man,

25892406Loue louing not it selfe, none other can.

25902407Yorke Thou frantike woman, what dost thou make here?

25912408Shall thy old dugs once more a traitor reare?

25922409Du. Sweete Yorke be patient, heare me gentle Liege.

25932410King H. Rise vp good aunt.

25942411Du. Not yet I thee beseech,

25952412For euer wil I walke vpon my knees,

25962413And neuer see day that the happy sees,

25972414Till thou giue ioy, vntil thou bid me ioy,

25982415By pardoning Rutland my transgressing boy.

25992416Aum. Vnto my mothers prayers I bend my knee.

26002417yorke Against them both my true ioynts bended be,

2600.12418Ill maist thou thriue if thou graunt any grace.

26012419Du. Pleades he in earnest? looke vpon his face.

26022420His eies do drop no teares, his prayers are in iest,

26032421His words come from his month, ours from our breast,

26042422He prayes but faintly, and would be denied,

26052423We pray with heart and soule, and all beside,

26062424His weary ioynts would gladly rise I know,

26072425Our knees still kneele till to the ground they grow,