Page 880 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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By spying and avoiding fortune’s malice,
 For few men rightly temper with the stars.
 Yet in this one thing let me blame your grace [30]
 For choosing me when Clarence is in place.

CLARENCE

 No, Warwick, thou art worthy of the sway,
 To whom the heavens in thy nativity
 Adjudged an olive branch and laurel crown,
 As likely to be blest in peace and war; [35]
 And therefore I yield thee my free consent.

WARWICK

 And I choose Clarence only for Protector.

KING HENRY

 Warwick and Clarence, give me both your hands.
 Now join your hands and with your hands your hearts
 That no dissension hinder government. [40]
 I make you both Protectors of this land
 While I myself will lead a private life
 And in devotion spend my latter days
 To sin’s rebuke and my Creator’s praise.

WARWICK

 What answers Clarence to his sovereign’s will? [45]

CLARENCE

 That he consent, if Warwick yield consent,
 For on thy fortune I repose myself.

WARWICK

 Why then, though loath, yet must I be content.
 We’ll yoke together, like a double shadow
 To Henry’s body, and supply his place - [50]
 I mean in bearing weight of government
 While he enjoys the honour and his ease;
 And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful
 Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor
 And all his lands and goods be confiscate. [55]
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