Page 841 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

No, not a man comes for redress of thee: [20]
For how can I help them and not myself?

FIRST KEEPER

Ay, here’s a deer whose skin’s a keeper’s fee:
This is the quondam king; let’s seize upon him.

KING HENRY

Let me embrace thee, sour Adversity,
For wise men say it is the wisest course. [25]

SECOND KEEPER

Why linger we? Let us lay hands upon him.

FIRST KEEPER

Forbear awhile: we’ll hear a little more.

KING HENRY

My queen and son are gone to France for aid;
And, as I hear, the great commanding Warwick
Is thither gone to crave the French king’s sister [30]
To wife for Edward. If this news be true,
Poor queen and son, your labour is but lost,
For Warwick is a subtle orator
And Lewis a prince soon won with moving words.
By this account, then, Margaret may win him, [35]
For she’s a woman to be pitied much:
Her sighs will make a batt’ry in his breast;
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart;
The tiger will be mild whiles she doth mourn;
And Nero would be tainted with remorse [40]
To hear and see her plaints, her brinish tears.
Ay, but she’s come to beg, Warwick to give:
She on his left side, craving aid for Henry,
He on his right, asking a wife for Edward;
She weeps and says her Henry is deposed, [45]
He smiles and says his Edward is installed;
That she, poor wretch, for grief can speak no more
Whiles Warwick tells his title, smooths the wrong.
Inferreth arguments of mighty strength,