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And Edward, my poor son, at Tewkesbury. [120]

RICHARD

Ere you were queen, ay, your husband king,
I was a pack-horse in his great affairs;
A weeder-out of his proud adversaries;
A liberal rewarder of his friends:
To royalize his blood, I spent mine own. [125]

MARGARET

[Aside]
Ay, and much better blood than his, or thine.

RICHARD

In all which time, you and your husband Grey
Were factious for the House of Lancaster:
And Rivers, so were you. Was not your husband
In Margaret’s battle at Saint Albans slain? [130]
Let me put in your minds, if you forget,
What you have been ere this, and what you are;
Withal, what I have been, and what I am.

MARGARET

[Aside]
A murd’rous villain, and so still thou art.

RICHARD

Poor Clarence did forsake his father Warwick, [135]
Ay, and forswore himself - which Jesu pardon -

MARGARET

[Aside]
Which God revenge.

RICHARD

To fight on Edward’s party for the crown:
And for his meed, poor lord, he is mew’d up.
I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward’s, [140]
Or Edward’s soft and pitiful, like mine.
I am too childish-foolish for this world.