Act 3, Scene 2

Bury St. Edmund's. A Room of State.

  1. [Enter certain Murderers, hastily.]
  2. First Murderer
  3. 1563 Run to my Lord of Suffolk; let him know
  4. 1564 We have dispatch'd the duke, as he commanded.
  5. Second Murderer
  6. 1565 O that it were to do! What have we done?
  7. 1566 Didst ever hear a man so penitent?
  8. [Enter SUFFOLK.]
  9. First Murderer
  10. 1567 Here comes my lord.
  11. Duke of Suffolk
  12. 1568 Now, sirs, have you dispatch'd this thing?
  13. First Murderer
  14. 1569 Ay, my good lord, he's dead.
  15. Duke of Suffolk
  16. 1570 Why, that's well said. Go, get you to my house;
  17. 1571 I will reward you for this venturous deed.
  18. 1572 The king and all the peers are here at hand.
  19. 1573 Have you laid fair the bed? Is all things well,
  20. 1574 According as I gave directions?
  21. First Murderer
  22. 1575 'T is, my good lord.
  23. Duke of Suffolk
  24. 1576 Away! be gone.
  25. [Exeunt Murderers.]
  26. [Sound trumpets. Enter the KING, the QUEEN, CARDINAL BEAUFORT, SOMERSET, with attendants.]
  27. King Henry VI
  28. 1577 Go, call our uncle to our presence straight;
  29. 1578 Say we intend to try his grace to-day,
  30. 1579 If he be guilty, as 't is published.
  31. Duke of Suffolk
  32. 1580 I'll call him presently, my noble lord.
  33. [Exit.]
  34. King Henry VI
  35. 1581 Lords, take your places; and, I pray you all,
  36. 1582 Proceed no straiter 'gainst our uncle Gloster
  37. 1583 Than from true evidence of good esteem
  38. 1584 He be approv'd in practice culpable.
  39. Queen Margaret
  40. 1585 God forbid any malice should prevail
  41. 1586 That faultless may condemn a nobleman!
  42. 1587 Pray God he may acquit him of suspicion!
  43. King Henry VI
  44. 1588 I thank thee, Meg; these words content me much.—
  45. [Re-enter SUFFOLK.]
  46. King Henry VI
  47. 1589 How now! why look'st thou pale? why tremblest thou?
  48. 1590 Where is our uncle? what's the matter, Suffolk?
  49. Duke of Suffolk
  50. 1591 Dead in his bed, my lord; Gloster is dead.
  51. Queen Margaret
  52. 1592 Marry, God forfend!
  53. Cardinal Beaufort
  54. 1593 God's secret judgment!—I did dream to-night
  55. 1594 The duke was dumb and could not speak a word.
  56. [The King swoons.]
  57. Queen Margaret
  58. 1595 How fares my lord?—Help, lords! the king is dead.
  59. Duke of Somerset
  60. 1596 Rear up his body; wring him by the nose.
  61. Queen Margaret
  62. 1597 Run, go, help, help!—O Henry, ope thine eyes!
  63. Duke of Suffolk
  64. 1598 He doth revive again.—Madam, be patient.
  65. King Henry VI
  66. 1599 O heavenly God!
  67. Queen Margaret
  68. 1600 How fares my gracious lord?
  69. Duke of Suffolk
  70. 1601 Comfort, my sovereign! gracious Henry, comfort!
  71. King Henry VI
  72. 1602 What, doth my Lord of Suffolk comfort me?
  73. 1603 Came he right now to sing a raven's note
  74. 1604 Whose dismal tune bereft my vital powers,
  75. 1605 And thinks he that the chirping of a wren,
  76. 1606 By crying comfort from a hollow breast,
  77. 1607 Can chase away the first-conceived sound?
  78. 1608 Hide not thy poison with such sugar'd words;
  79. 1609 Lay not thy hands on me; forbear, I say!
  80. 1610 Their touch affrights me as a serpent's sting.
  81. 1611 Thou baleful messenger, out of my sight!
  82. 1612 Upon thy eye-balls murtherous tyranny
  83. 1613 Sits in grim majesty, to fright the world.
  84. 1614 Look not upon me, for thine eyes are wounding.
  85. 1615 Yet do not go away; come, basilisk,
  86. 1616 And kill the innocent gazer with thy sight,
  87. 1617 For in the shade of death I shall find joy,
  88. 1618 In life but double death, now Gloster's dead.
  89. Queen Margaret
  90. 1619 Why do you rate my Lord of Suffolk thus?
  91. 1620 Although the duke was enemy to him,
  92. 1621 Yet he most Christian-like laments his death;
  93. 1622 And for myself, foe as he was to me,
  94. 1623 Might liquid tears or heart-offending groans
  95. 1624 Or blood-consuming sighs recall his life,
  96. 1625 I would be blind with weeping, sick with groans,
  97. 1626 Look pale as primrose with blood-drinking sighs,
  98. 1627 And all to have the noble duke alive.
  99. 1628 What know I how the world may deem of me?
  100. 1629 For it is known we were but hollow friends.
  101. 1630 It may be judg'd I made the duke away;
  102. 1631 So shall my name with slander's tongue be wounded
  103. 1632 And princes' courts be fill'd with my reproach.
  104. 1633 This get I by his death. Ay me, unhappy!
  105. 1634 To be a queen, and crown'd with infamy!
  106. King Henry VI
  107. 1635 Ah, woe is me for Gloster, wretched man!
  108. Queen Margaret
  109. 1636 Be woe for me, more wretched than he is.
  110. 1637 What, dost thou turn away and hide thy face?
  111. 1638 I am no loathsome leper; look on me.
  112. 1639 What! art thou, like the adder, waxen deaf?
  113. 1640 Be poisonous too and kill thy forlorn queen.
  114. 1641 Is all thy comfort shut in Gloster's tomb?
  115. 1642 Why, then, dame Margaret was ne'er thy joy.
  116. 1643 Erect his statue and worship it,
  117. 1644 And make my image but an alehouse sign.
  118. 1645 Was I for this nigh wrack'd upon the sea,
  119. 1646 And twice by awkward wind from England's bank
  120. 1647 Drove back again unto my native clime?
  121. 1648 What boded this but well forewarning wind
  122. 1649 Did seem to say 'Seek not a scorpion's nest,
  123. 1650 Nor set no footing on this unkind shore?'
  124. 1651 What did I then, but curs'd the gentle gusts
  125. 1652 And he that loos'd them forth their brazen caves,
  126. 1653 And bid them blow towards England's blessed shore,
  127. 1654 Or turn our stern upon a dreadful rock?
  128. 1655 Yet Aeolus would not be a murtherer,
  129. 1656 But left that hateful office unto thee.
  130. 1657 The pretty-vaulting sea refus'd to drown me,
  131. 1658 Knowing that thou wouldst have me drown'd on shore,
  132. 1659 With tears as salt as sea, through thy unkindness.
  133. 1660 The splitting rocks cower'd in the sinking sands
  134. 1661 And would not dash me with their ragged sides,
  135. 1662 Because thy flinty heart, more hard than they,
  136. 1663 Might in thy palace perish Margaret.
  137. 1664 As far as I could ken thy chalky cliffs,
  138. 1665 When from thy shore the tempest beat us back,
  139. 1666 I stood upon the hatches in the storm,
  140. 1667 And when the dusky sky began to rob
  141. 1668 My earnest-gaping sight of thy land's view,
  142. 1669 I took a costly jewel from my neck—
  143. 1670 A heart it was, bound in with diamonds—
  144. 1671 And threw it towards thy land; the sea receiv'd it,
  145. 1672 And so I wish'd thy body might my heart.
  146. 1673 And even with this I lost fair England's view,
  147. 1674 And bid mine eyes be packing with my heart,
  148. 1675 And call'd them blind and dusky spectacles,
  149. 1676 For losing ken of Albion's wished coast.
  150. 1677 How often have I tempted Suffolk's tongue,
  151. 1678 The agent of thy foul inconstancy,
  152. 1679 To sit and witch me, as Ascanius did
  153. 1680 When he to madding Dido would unfold
  154. 1681 His father's acts commenc'd in burning Troy!
  155. 1682 Am I not witch'd like her? or thou not false like him?
  156. 1683 Ay me, I can no more! die, Margaret!
  157. 1684 For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long.
  158. [Noise within. Enter WARWICK, SALISBURY, and many Commons.]
  159. Earl of Warwick
  160. 1685 It is reported, mighty sovereign,
  161. 1686 That good Duke Humphrey traitorously is murther'd
  162. 1687 By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort's means.
  163. 1688 The commons, like an angry hive of bees
  164. 1689 That want their leader, scatter up and down
  165. 1690 And care not who they sting in his revenge.
  166. 1691 Myself have calm'd their spleenful mutiny
  167. 1692 Until they hear the order of his death.
  168. King Henry VI
  169. 1693 That he is dead, good Warwick, 't is too true;
  170. 1694 But how he died God knows, not Henry.
  171. 1695 Enter his chamber, view his breathless corpse,
  172. 1696 And comment then upon his sudden death.
  173. Earl of Warwick
  174. 1697 That shall I do, my liege.—Stay, Salisbury,
  175. 1698 With the rude multitude till I return.
  176. [Exit.]
  177. King Henry VI
  178. 1699 O Thou that judgest all things, stay my thoughts,
  179. 1700 My thoughts, that labour to persuade my soul
  180. 1701 Some violent hands were laid on Humphrey's life!
  181. 1702 If my suspect be false, forgive me, God,
  182. 1703 For judgment only doth belong to thee.
  183. 1704 Fain would I go to chafe his paly lips
  184. 1705 With twenty thousand kisses, and to drain
  185. 1706 Upon his face an ocean of salt tears
  186. 1707 To tell my love unto his dumb deaf trunk,
  187. 1708 And with my fingers feel his hand unfeeling;
  188. 1709 But all in vain are these mean obsequies;
  189. 1710 And to survey his dead and earthy image,
  190. 1711 What were it but to make my sorrow greater?
  191. [Re-enter WARWICK and others, bearing GLOSTER's body on a bed.]
  192. Earl of Warwick
  193. 1712 Come hither, gracious sovereign, view this body.
  194. King Henry VI
  195. 1713 That is to see how deep my grave is made;
  196. 1714 For with his soul fled all my worldly solace,
  197. 1715 For seeing him I see my life in death.
  198. Earl of Warwick
  199. 1716 As surely as my soul intends to live
  200. 1717 With that dread King that took our state upon him
  201. 1718 To free us from his father's wrathful curse,
  202. 1719 I do believe that violent hands were laid
  203. 1720 Upon the life of this thrice-famed duke.
  204. Duke of Suffolk
  205. 1721 A dreadful oath, sworn with a solemn tongue!
  206. 1722 What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow?
  207. Earl of Warwick
  208. 1723 See how the blood is settled in his face.
  209. 1724 Oft have I seen a timely-parted ghost,
  210. 1725 Of ashy semblance, meagre, pale, and bloodless,
  211. 1726 Being all descended to the labouring heart,
  212. 1727 Who, in the conflict that it holds with death,
  213. 1728 Attracts the same for aidance 'gainst the enemy,
  214. 1729 Which with the heart there cools and ne'er returneth
  215. 1730 To blush and beautify the cheek again.
  216. 1731 But see, his face is black and full of blood,
  217. 1732 His eyeballs further out than when he liv'd,
  218. 1733 Staring full ghastly like a strangled man;
  219. 1734 His hair uprear'd, his nostrils stretch'd with struggling,
  220. 1735 His hands abroad display'd, as one that grasp'd
  221. 1736 And tugg'd for life and was by strength subdu'd.
  222. 1737 Look, on the sheets his hair, you see, is sticking;
  223. 1738 His well-proportion'd beard made rough and rugged,
  224. 1739 Like to the summer's corn by tempest lodged.
  225. 1740 It cannot be but he was murther'd here;
  226. 1741 The least of all these signs were probable.
  227. Duke of Suffolk
  228. 1742 Why, Warwick, who should do the duke to death?
  229. 1743 Myself and Beaufort had him in protection;
  230. 1744 And we, I hope, sir, are no murtherers.
  231. Earl of Warwick
  232. 1745 But both of you were vow'd Duke Humphrey's foes,
  233. 1746 And you, forsooth, had the good duke to keep;
  234. 1747 'T is like you would not feast him like a friend,
  235. 1748 And 't is well seen he found an enemy.
  236. Queen Margaret
  237. 1749 Then you, belike, suspect these noblemen
  238. 1750 As guilty of Duke Humphrey's timeless death.
  239. Earl of Warwick
  240. 1751 Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh
  241. 1752 And sees fast by a butcher with an axe
  242. 1753 But will suspect 't was he that made the slaughter?
  243. 1754 Who finds the partridge in the puttock's nest
  244. 1755 But may imagine how the bird was dead,
  245. 1756 Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak?
  246. 1757 Even so suspicious is this tragedy.
  247. Queen Margaret
  248. 1758 Are you the butcher, Suffolk? Where's your knife?
  249. 1759 Is Beaufort term'd a kite? Where are his talons?
  250. Duke of Suffolk
  251. 1760 I wear no knife to slaughter sleeping men;
  252. 1761 But here's a vengeful sword, rusted with ease,
  253. 1762 That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart
  254. 1763 That slanders me with murther's crimson badge.—
  255. 1764 Say, if thou dar'st, proud Lord of Warwickshire,
  256. 1765 That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey's death.
  257. [Exeunt Cardinal, Somerset, and others.]
  258. Earl of Warwick
  259. 1766 What dares not Warwick, if false Suffolk dare him?
  260. Queen Margaret
  261. 1767 He dares not calm his contumelious spirit,
  262. 1768 Nor cease to be an arrogant controller,
  263. 1769 Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times.
  264. Earl of Warwick
  265. 1770 Madam, be still,—with reverence may I say;
  266. 1771 For every word you speak in his behalf
  267. 1772 Is slander to your royal dignity.
  268. Duke of Suffolk
  269. 1773 Blunt-witted lord, ignoble in demeanour!
  270. 1774 If ever lady wrong'd her lord so much,
  271. 1775 Thy mother took into her blameful bed
  272. 1776 Some stern untutor'd churl, and noble stock
  273. 1777 Was graft with crab-tree slip, whose fruit thou art,
  274. 1778 And never of the Nevils' noble race.
  275. Earl of Warwick
  276. 1779 But that the guilt of murther bucklers thee
  277. 1780 And I should rob the deathsman of his fee,
  278. 1781 Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames,
  279. 1782 And that my sovereign's presence makes me mild,
  280. 1783 I would, false murtherous coward, on thy knee
  281. 1784 Make thee beg pardon for thy passed speech
  282. 1785 And say it was thy mother that thou meant'st,
  283. 1786 That thou thyself was born in bastardy;
  284. 1787 And after all this fearful homage done,
  285. 1788 Give thee thy hire and send thy soul to hell,
  286. 1789 Pernicious blood-sucker of sleeping men!
  287. Duke of Suffolk
  288. 1790 Thou shalt be waking while I shed thy blood,
  289. 1791 If from this presence thou dar'st go with me.
  290. Earl of Warwick
  291. 1792 Away even now, or I will drag thee hence.
  292. 1793 Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with thee
  293. 1794 And do some service to Duke Humphrey's ghost.
  294. [Exeunt Suffolk and Warwick.]
  295. King Henry VI
  296. 1795 What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted!
  297. 1796 Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just,
  298. 1797 And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel,
  299. 1798 Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
  300. [A noise within.]
  301. Queen Margaret
  302. 1799 What noise is this?
  303. [Re-enter Suffolk and Warwick, with their weapons drawn.]
  304. King Henry VI
  305. 1800 Why, how now, lords! your wrathful weapons drawn
  306. 1801 Here in our presence! dare you be so bold?
  307. 1802 Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here?
  308. Duke of Suffolk
  309. 1803 The traitorous Warwick with the men of Bury
  310. 1804 Set all upon me, mighty sovereign.
  311. [To the Commons, entering.]
  312. Earl of Salisbury
  313. 1805 Sirs, stand apart;
  314. 1806 the king shall know your mind.—
  315. 1807 Dread lord, the commons send you word by me,
  316. 1808 Unless false Suffolk straight be done to death,
  317. 1809 Or banished fair England's territories,
  318. 1810 They will by violence tear him from your palace
  319. 1811 And torture him with grievous lingering death.
  320. 1812 They say, by him the good Duke Humphrey died;
  321. 1813 They say, in him they fear your highness' death;
  322. 1814 And mere instinct of love and loyalty,
  323. 1815 Free from a stubborn opposite intent,
  324. 1816 As being thought to contradict your liking,
  325. 1817 Makes them thus forward in his banishment.
  326. 1818 They say, in care of your most royal person,
  327. 1819 That if your highness should intend to sleep
  328. 1820 And charge that no man should disturb your rest
  329. 1821 In pain of your dislike or pain of death,
  330. 1822 Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict,
  331. 1823 Were there a serpent seen, with forked tongue,
  332. 1824 That slily glided towards your majesty,
  333. 1825 It were but necessary you were wak'd,
  334. 1826 Lest, being suffer'd in that harmful slumber,
  335. 1827 The mortal worm might make the sleep eternal;
  336. 1828 And therefore do they cry, though you forbid,
  337. 1829 That they will guard you, whether you will or no,
  338. 1830 From such fell serpents as false Suffolk is,
  339. 1831 With whose envenomed and fatal sting,
  340. 1832 Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth,
  341. 1833 They say, is shamefully bereft of life.
  342. [Within.]
  343. The Commons
  344. 1834 An answer from the king, my Lord of Salisbury!
  345. Duke of Suffolk
  346. 1835 'T is like the commons, rude unpolish'd hinds,
  347. 1836 Could send such message to their sovereign;
  348. 1837 But you, my lord, were glad to be employ'd,
  349. 1838 To show how quaint an orator you are.
  350. 1839 But all the honour Salisbury hath won
  351. 1840 Is that he was the lord ambassador
  352. 1841 Sent from a sort of tinkers to the king.
  353. [Within.]
  354. The Commons
  355. 1842 An answer from the king, or we will all break in!
  356. King Henry VI
  357. 1843 Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me,
  358. 1844 I thank them for their tender loving care,
  359. 1845 And had I not been cited so by them,
  360. 1846 Yet did I purpose as they do entreat,
  361. 1847 For, sure, my thoughts do hourly prophesy
  362. 1848 Mischance unto my state by Suffolk's means;
  363. 1849 And therefore, by His majesty I swear,
  364. 1850 Whose far unworthy deputy I am,
  365. 1851 He shall not breathe infection in this air
  366. 1852 But three days longer, on the pain of death.
  367. [Exit Salisbury.]
  368. Queen Margaret
  369. 1853 O Henry, let me plead for gentle Suffolk!
  370. King Henry VI
  371. 1854 Ungentle queen, to call him gentle Suffolk!
  372. 1855 No more, I say; if thou dost plead for him,
  373. 1856 Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath.
  374. 1857 Had I but said, I would have kept my word,
  375. 1858 But when I swear, it is irrevocable.—
  376. 1859 If, after three days' space, thou here be'st found
  377. 1860 On any ground that I am ruler of,
  378. 1861 The world shall not be ransom for thy life.—
  379. 1862 Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me;
  380. 1863 I have great matters to impart to thee.
  381. [Exeunt all but Queen and Suffolk.]
  382. Queen Margaret
  383. 1864 Mischance and sorrow go along with you!
  384. 1865 Heart's discontent and sour affliction
  385. 1866 Be playfellows to keep you company!
  386. 1867 There's two of you; the devil make a third!
  387. 1868 And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps!
  388. Duke of Suffolk
  389. 1869 Cease, gentle queen, these execrations,
  390. 1870 And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave.
  391. Queen Margaret
  392. 1871 Fie, coward woman and soft-hearted wretch,
  393. 1872 Has thou not spirit to curse thine enemy?
  394. Duke of Suffolk
  395. 1873 A plague upon them! wherefore should I curse them?
  396. 1874 Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan,
  397. 1875 I would invent as bitter-searching terms,
  398. 1876 As curst, as harsh and horrible to hear,
  399. 1877 Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth,
  400. 1878 With full as many signs of deadly hate,
  401. 1879 As lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave.
  402. 1880 My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words;
  403. 1881 Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint;
  404. 1882 Mine hair be fix'd an end, as one distract;
  405. 1883 Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban;
  406. 1884 And even now my burthen'd heart would break,
  407. 1885 Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink!
  408. 1886 Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste!
  409. 1887 Their sweetest shade a grove of cypress-trees!
  410. 1888 Their chiefest prospect murthering basilisks!
  411. 1889 Their softest touch as smart as lizards' stings!
  412. 1890 Their music frightful as the serpent's hiss,
  413. 1891 And boding screech-owls make the consort full!
  414. 1892 All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell—
  415. Queen Margaret
  416. 1893 Enough, sweet Suffolk; thou torment'st thyself;
  417. 1894 And these dread curses, like the sun 'gainst glass,
  418. 1895 Or like an overcharged gun, recoil
  419. 1896 And turns the force of them upon thyself.
  420. Duke of Suffolk
  421. 1897 You bade me ban, and will you bid me leave?
  422. 1898 Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from,
  423. 1899 Well could I curse away a winter's night,
  424. 1900 Though standing naked on a mountain top
  425. 1901 Where biting cold would never let grass grow,
  426. 1902 And think it but a minute spent in sport.
  427. Queen Margaret
  428. 1903 O, let me entreat thee cease. Give me thy hand,
  429. 1904 That I may dew it with my mournful tears;
  430. 1905 Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place,
  431. 1906 To wash away my woeful monuments.
  432. 1907 O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand,
  433. 1908 That thou mightest think upon these by the seal,
  434. 1909 Through whom a thousand sighs are breath'd for thee!
  435. 1910 So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief;
  436. 1911 'T is but surmis'd whiles thou art standing by,
  437. 1912 As one that surfeits thinking on a want.
  438. 1913 I will repeal thee, or, be well assur'd,
  439. 1914 Adventure to be banished myself;
  440. 1915 And banished I am, if but from thee.
  441. 1916 Go; speak not to me, even now be gone.—
  442. 1917 O, go not yet!—Even thus two friends condemn'd
  443. 1918 Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves,
  444. 1919 Loather a hundred times to part than die.
  445. 1920 Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee!
  446. Duke of Suffolk
  447. 1921 Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished;
  448. 1922 Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee.
  449. 1923 'T is not the land I care for, wert thou thence;
  450. 1924 A wilderness is populous enough,
  451. 1925 So Suffolk had thy heavenly company;
  452. 1926 For where thou art, there is the world itself,
  453. 1927 With every several pleasure in the world,
  454. 1928 And where thou art not, desolation.
  455. 1929 I can no more; live thou to joy thy life,
  456. 1930 Myself no joy in nought but that thou liv'st.
  457. [Enter VAUX.]
  458. Queen Margaret
  459. 1931 Whither goes Vaux so fast? what news, I prithee?
  460. Vaux
  461. 1932 To signify unto his majesty
  462. 1933 That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death;
  463. 1934 For suddenly a grievous sickness took him,
  464. 1935 That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air,
  465. 1936 Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth.
  466. 1937 Sometime he talks as if Duke Humphrey's ghost
  467. 1938 Were by his side, sometime he calls the king
  468. 1939 And whispers to his pillow as to him
  469. 1940 The secrets of his overcharged soul;
  470. 1941 And I am sent to tell his majesty
  471. 1942 That even now he cries aloud for him.
  472. Queen Margaret
  473. 1943 Go tell this heavy message to the king.—
  474. [Exit Vaux.]
  475. Queen Margaret
  476. 1944 Ay me! what is this world! what news are these!
  477. 1945 But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss,
  478. 1946 Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure?
  479. 1947 Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee,
  480. 1948 And with the southern clouds contend in tears,
  481. 1949 Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my sorrows?
  482. 1950 Now get thee hence.
  483. 1951 The king, thou know'st, is coming;
  484. 1952 If thou be found by me; thou art but dead.
  485. Duke of Suffolk
  486. 1953 If I depart from thee, I cannot live;
  487. 1954 And in thy sight to die, what were it else
  488. 1955 But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap?
  489. 1956 Here could I breathe my soul into the air,
  490. 1957 As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe
  491. 1958 Dying with mother's dug between its lips;
  492. 1959 Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad
  493. 1960 And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes,
  494. 1961 To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth.
  495. 1962 So shouldst thou either turn my flying soul,
  496. 1963 Or I should breathe it so into thy body,
  497. 1964 And then it liv'd in sweet Elysium.
  498. 1965 To die by thee were but to die in jest;
  499. 1966 From thee to die were torture more than death.
  500. 1967 O, let me stay, befall what may befall!
  501. Queen Margaret
  502. 1968 Away! though parting be a fretful corrosive,
  503. 1969 It is applied to a deathful wound.
  504. 1970 To France, sweet Suffolk; let me hear from thee,
  505. 1971 For whereso'er thou art in this world's globe
  506. 1972 I'll have an Iris that shall find thee out.
  507. Duke of Suffolk
  508. 1973 I go.
  509. Queen Margaret
  510. 1974 And take my heart with thee.
  511. Duke of Suffolk
  512. 1975 A jewel, lock'd into the wofull'st cask
  513. 1976 That ever did contain a thing of worth.
  514. 1977 Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we;
  515. 1978 This way fall I to death.
  516. Queen Margaret
  517. 1979 This way for me.
  518. [Exeunt severally.]