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KING LEWIS

Warwick, what are thy news? And yours, fair queen?

MARGARET

Mine such as fill my heart with unhoped joys.

WARWICK

Mine full of sorrow and heart’s discontent.

KING LEWIS

What, has your king married the Lady Grey
And now, to soothe your forgery and his, [175]
Sends me a paper to persuade me patience?
Is this th’alliance that he seeks with France?
Dare he presume to scorn us in this manner?

MARGARET

I told your majesty as much before:
This proveth Edward’s love and Warwick’s honesty. [180]

WARWICK

King Lewis, I here protest in sight of heaven
And by the hope I have of heavenly bliss
That I am clear from this misdeed of Edward’s -
No more my king for he dishonours me,
But most himself if he could see his shame. [185]
Did I forget that by the house of York
My father came untimely to his death?
Did I let pass th’abuse done to my niece?
Did I impale him with the regal crown?
Did I put Henry from his native right? [190]
And am I guerdoned at the last with shame?
Shame on himself! For my desert is honour;
And, to repair my honour, lost for him,
I here renounce him and return to Henry. -
My noble queen, let former grudges pass [195]
And henceforth I am thy true servitor.
I will revenge his wrong to Lady Bona
And replant Henry in his former state.