The Tragedy
13521250Ambo. Was neuer Orphanes had a dearer lo
sse.
13531251Du. Was neuer mother had a dearer lo
sse:
13541252Alas, I am the mother of the
se mones,
13551253Their woes are parceld, mine are generall:
13561254She for Edward weepes, and
so doe I:
13571255I for a Clarence weepe,
so doth not
she:
13581256The
se babes for Clarence weepe, and
so doe I:
13591258Alas, you three on me threefold di
stre
st,
13601259Poure all your teares, I am your
sorrowes nur
se,
13611260And I will pamper it with lamentations.
Enter Glocest. with others. 13761261Gl. Madame haue comfort, al of vs haue cau
se,
13771262To waile the dimming of our
shining
starre:
13781263But none can cure their harmes by wailing them,
13791264Madame my mother, I doe crie you mercy,
13801265I did not
see your Grace, humbly on my knee
13821267Du. God ble
sse thee, and put meekenes in thy minde,
13831268Loue, charity, obedience, and true duety.
13841269Glo. Amen, and make me die a good old man,
13851270Thats the butt end of a mothers ble
ssing:
13861271I maruell why her Grace did leaue it out
. 13871272Buck. You cloudy Princes, and hart-
sorrowing peeres
13881273That beare this mutuall heauy lode of moane:
13891274Now cheare each other, in each others loue:
13901275Though we haue
spent our harue
st of this King,
13911276We are to reape the harue
st of his
sonne:
13921277The broken rancour of your high
swolne hearts,
13931278But lately
splinterd, knit, and ioynde etogether,
13941279Mu
st gently be pre
seru'd, cheri
sht and kept,
13951280Me
seemeth good that with
some little traine,
13961281Forthwith from Ludlow the yong Prince be fetcht
13971282Hither to London, to be crownd our King.
14171283Glo. Then it be
so; and go we to determine,
14181284Who they
shalbe that
straight
shall po
st to Ludlow:
14191285Madame, and you my mother will you go,
14201286To giue your cen
sures in this waighty bu
sines,
1420.11287 Ans. With all our hearts.
Exeunt man. Glo. Buck. Buck.