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Edv. Let me have no intruders; above ally.
Keep Warwiek from my sight.
WAR. Behold bim here;
No welcome guest, it seems, unless I ask
My Lord of Suffolk's leave there was a time:
When Warwick wanted not his aid to gain
Edw. There was a time, perhaps,
When Warwick more desir'd, and more-deserv'd ita
WAR. Never: I've been a foolish faithful slave;
All my best years, the morning of my life,
Hath been devoted to your service : what
Are now the fruits ?: Disgrace and infamy!
My spotless name, which never yet the breath
Of calumny had ta’nted, made the mock
For foreign fools to carp'at: but 'tis fit
Who trust in Princes; should be thus rewarded.
Enw. I thought, my Lord, I had full well repay'3"
Your services with honours; wealth, and pow'r
Unlimited : thy all-directing hand
Guided in secret er'ry latent wheel
Of government, and mov'd the whole machine :
Warwick was all in all, and pow'rless Edward
Stood like a cipher in the great account.
WAR., Who gave that cipher worth, and seated thee: On England's throne? Thy undistinguish'd name Had rotted in the dust from whence it sprang, And moulder'd in oblivion, had not Warwick Dug from its sordid mine the useless ore, And stamp'd it with a diadem. Thou know'st This wretched country, doon'd, perhaps, like Ronre, To fall by its own self-destroying liand, Tost for so inany years in the rough sea Of civil discord, but for me liad perislid.
In that distressful hour I seiz'd the helm,
Bade the rough waves subside in peace, and steer'd
Your shattery vessel safe into the harbour.
You may despise, perhaps, that useless aid
Which you no longer want; but know, proud youth,
He who forgets a friend deserves a foe.
Edw. Know too, reproach for benefits receiv'd
Pays every debt, and cancels obligation.
War. Why, that indeed is frugal honesty;
A thrifty saving knowledge: when the debt
Grows burdensome, and cannot be discharg'd,
A sponge will wipe out all, and cost you nothing.
Edw. When you leave counted o'er the numerous train
Of mighty gifts your bounty lavish'd on me,
You may remember next the injuries
Which I have done you: let me know them all,
And I will make you ample satisfaction.
Wak. Thou canst not; thou hast robb’d me of a jewel It is not in thy power to restore: I was the first, shall future annals say, That broke the sacred bond of public trust And mutual confidence; ambassadors, In alier-:imes, mere instruments, perhapsy. Of venal statesmen, shall recall iny name To witness, that ihey want not an example, And plead my guilt, to sanctify their own. Amidst the herd of mercenary slaves That haunt your court, could none be found but Warwick To be the shameless herald of a lie?
Edw. And wouldst thou turn the vile reproach ou me?
If I have broke my faith, and stain'd the name
Of England, thank thy own pernicious counsels
That urg'd me to it, and extorted from me
A cold consent to what my heart abhorr'd.
WAR. I have been abus'd, insulted, and betray'd;
My injur'd honour cries aloud for vengeance;
Her wounds will never close!
Edw. These gusts of passion
Will but inflame them; if I have been right
Inform’d, my Lord, besides these dangerous scars
Of bleeding honour, you have other wounds
As deep, though not so fatal; such, perhaps,
As none but fair Elizabeth can cure,
WAR. Elizabeth !
Edw. Nay, start not; I have cause
To wonder most:, I little thought, indeed,
When Warwick told me I might learn to love
He was himself so able to instruct me:
But I've discover'd all.-
WAR. And so have I;
Too well I know thy breach of friendship there,
Thy fruitless base endeavours to supplant me.
Edw. I scorn-it, Sir-Elizabeth liath charms;
And I have equal right with you t admire them ::
Nor see I ought so god-like in the form,
So all-conimanding in the name of Warwick,
That he alone should rexel in the charms
Of beauty, and monopolize perfection.
I knew not of your love,
WAR. By Heav'ni'tis-false !
You knew it all, anil meanly took occasion;.
Whilst I was busy'd in the noble office
Your Grace thought fit to honour me. withal,
To tamper with a weak unguarded woman,
To bribe ber passions high, and basely steal.
A treasure which your kingdum could not purchase:
Epw. How know you that? but be it as it mayo:
I had a right; nor will I tamely yield:
My claim to happiness, the privilege
To choose the partner of my throne and bed ;-
It is a branch of my prerogative.
WAR. Prerogative! what's that? the boast of tyrants,
A borrow'd jewel, glitt'ring in the crown
With specious lustre, lent but to betray:
You bad it, Sir, and hold it~from the people.
Edw. And therefore do I prize it; I would guard
Their liberties, and they shall strengthen mine;
But when proud faction, and her rebel crew,
Insult their sov'reign, trample on his laws,
And bid defiance to his pow'r, the people,
In justice to themselves, will then defend
His cause, and vindicate the rights they gave:
WAR. Go to your darling people, then; for soon,
If I mistake not, 'twill be needful : try
Their boasted zeal, and see if one of them
Will dare to lift his arm up in your cause,
If I forbid them.
Edu. Is it so, my Lord ?
Then mark my words : I've been your slave too long,
And you have ruld me with a rod of iron;
But henceforth know, proud Peer, I am thy master,
And will be so : the king who delegates
His pow'r to others' hands, but ill deserves
The crown he wears.
War. Look well then to your own ;
It sits but loosely on your head ; for know,
The man who injur'd Warwick, never pass'd
EDW. Nor he who threaten'd Edward
You may repent it, Sir-my guards there-seize
This traitor, and convey hiin to the Tow'r;
There let him learn obedience.
EARL OF WARWICK.
ORLA, Who's there?
ADAM. What, my young master! Oh, my gentle
Oh, my sweet master, O you memory
of old Sir Rowland! Why, what makes you here?
Why are you virtuous? Why do people love you?
And wherefore are you gentle, strong, and valiant ?
be so fond to overcome
The bony prizer of the humorous Duke?
Your praise is come too swiftly home before you.
Know you not, master, to some kind of men
Their graces serve them but as enemies ?
No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master,
Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.
Oh, what a world is this, when what is comely
Envenoms him that bears it!
ORLA. Why, what's the matter?.
ADAM. O unhappy youth,
Come not within these doors; within this roof
The enemy of all your graces lives : :
Your brother- -(no; no brother; yet the son
Yet not the son; I will not call him son:
Of him I was about to call his father)
Hath heard your praises, and this night he means-
To burn the lodging where you use to lie,
within it: if he fail of that,
He will have other means to cut you off :::
I overheard him, and his practices ::
This is no palace; this house is but a butchery; :
Abhur it; fear it, do not enter it.
ORLA.. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go?:
ADAM. No matter whither, so you come not here.
ORLA: What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my.
food ? -
Or with a base and bojst'rous sword enforce
A thievish living on the common road?
This must I do, or know not what to do:
Yet this I will not do, do how I can ; .
I rather will subject me to the malice
Of a diverted blood, and bloody brother.
AVAŃ. But do not so; I have five hundred crowns,.,
The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father,
Which I did store to be my foster-nurse
When service should in my old limbs lie lame, .
And unregarded age in corners thrown :
Take that; and he that doth the ravens feed, ,
Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
Be comfort to my age ? 'here is the gold,
All this I give you, let me be your servant:
Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty ;;
For in my youth I never did apply
Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood;
Nor did I with unbashful forehead woo
The means of weakness and debility;