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BUCKINGHAM

What, my gracious lord? [90]

PRINCE

And if I live until I be a man,
I’ll win our ancient right in France again,
Or die a soldier, as I liv’d a king.

RICHARD

Short summers lightly have a forward spring.

Enter young Duke of York, Hastings, Cardinal.

BUGKINGHAM

Now in good time here comes the Duke of York. [95]

PRINCE

Richard of York: how fares our loving brother?

Y ORK

Well, my dread lord - so must I call you now.

PRINCE

Ay, brother, to our grief as it is yours;
Too late he died that might have kept that title,
Which by his death hath lost much majesty. [100]

RICHARD

How fares our cousin, noble lord of York?

Y ORK

I thank you, gentle uncle. O my lord,
You said that idle weeds are fast in growth:
The Prince my brother hath outgrown me far!

RICHARD

He hath, my lord.

Y ORK

And therefore is he idle? [105]