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Oh, water, gentle friends, to cool my thirst,
And clear my body from foul excrements!
MAT. Here's channel water, as our charge is given;
Sit down, for we'll be barbers to your grace.
EDW. Traitors, away! what, will you murder me, Or choke your sovereign with puddle water? GUR. No, but wash your face, and shave away your beard,
you be known, and so be rescued.
MAT. Why strive you thus? your labour is in vain?
EDW. The wren may strive against the lion's strength,
But all in vain so vainly do I strive
To seek for mercy at a tyrant's hand.
[They wash him with puddle water, and shave his
Immortal powers! that know the painful cares
O Gaveston, it is for thee that I am wrong'd,
Come, come, away; now put the torches out,
GUR. How now, who comes there?
MAT. Guard the king sure; it is the earl of Kent.
MAT. Edmund, yield thou thyself, or thou shalt die. KENT. Base villains, wherefore do you gripe me thus!
GUR. Bind him and convey him to the court.
KENT. Where is the court but here? here is the
And I will visit him; why stay you me?
MAT. The court is where lord Mortimer remains; Thither shall your honour go; and so farewell.
[Exeunt Matrevis and Gurney, with the King. Kent and the Soldiers remain.
KENT. O miserable is that common-weal, where lords
Keep courts, and kings are lock'd in prison!
SOL. Wherefore stay we? on, sirs, to the court. KENT. Aye, lead me whither you will, even to my
brother cannot be releas'd.
Enter YOUNG MORTIMER.
Y. MOR. The king must die, or Mortimer goes down.
The commons now begin to pity him.
Yet he that is the cause of Edward's death,
Shall he be murder'd when the deed is done: Lightborn, come forth; art thou so resolute as thou wast?
LIGHT. What else, my lord? and far more resolute.
Y. MOR. And hast thou cast how to accomplish it?
LIGHT. Aye, aye, and none shall know which
Y. MOR. But at his looks, Lightborn, thou wilt
LIGHT. Relent! ha, ha, I use much to relent. Y. MOR. Well, do it bravely, and be secret. LIGHT. You shall not need to give instructions; 'Tis not the first time I have kill'd a man. I learn'd in Naples how to poison flowers; To strangle with a lawn thrust thro' the throat; To pierce the wind-pipe with a needles' point; Or whilst one is asleep, to take a quill
And blow a little powder in his ears;
his mouth, and pour quick silver down. But yet I have a braver way than these.
Y. MOR. What's that?
LIGHT. Nay, you shall pardon me, none shall know my tricks.
Y. MOR. I care not how it is, so it be not spy'd. Deliver this to Gurney and Matrevis.
At every ten mile end thou hast a horse.
Take this, away, and never see me more.
Y. MOR. No; unless thou bring me news of
LIGHT. That will I quickly do; farewell, my lord.
Y. MOR. The prince I rule, the queen do I com
And with a lowly congé to the ground,
The proudest lords salute me as I
I seal, I cancel, I do what I will;
Fear'd am I more than lov'd-let me be fear'd;
It pleaseth me, and Isabel the queen.
The trumpets sound, I must go take my place. Enter the young KING, BISHOPS, CHAMPION, NOBLES, QUEEN.
BISHOP. Long live king Edward, by the grace of God,
King of England, and lord of Ireland!
CHAM. If any Christian, Heathen, Turk, or Jew, Dare but affirm, that Edward's not true king,