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Henry VI, Part III
[II, 6]

Earl of Warwick

1339

Ay, but he's dead: off with the traitor's head,
And rear it in the place your father's stands.
And now to London with triumphant march,
There to be crowned England's royal king:
From whence shall Warwick cut the sea to France,
And ask the Lady Bona for thy queen:
So shalt thou sinew both these lands together;
And, having France thy friend, thou shalt not dread
The scatter'd foe that hopes to rise again;
For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt,
Yet look to have them buzz to offend thine ears.
First will I see the coronation;
And then to Brittany I'll cross the sea,
To effect this marriage, so it please my lord.

2

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1471

Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban's field
This lady's husband, Sir Richard Grey, was slain,
His lands then seized on by the conqueror:
Her suit is now to repossess those lands;
Which we in justice cannot well deny,
Because in quarrel of the house of York
The worthy gentleman did lose his life.

3

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

Richard III (Duke of Gloucester)

1492

[Aside to CLARENCE] Ay, widow? then I'll warrant
you all your lands,
An if what pleases him shall pleasure you.
Fight closer, or, good faith, you'll catch a blow.

4

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1508

'Twere pity they should lose their father's lands.

5

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1519

Then get your husband's lands, to do them good.

6

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1521

I'll tell you how these lands are to be got.

7

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1536

Why, then, thy husband's lands I freely give thee.

8

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1553

Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband's lands.

9

Henry VI, Part III
[III, 2]

King Edward IV (Plantagenet)

1603

Well, jest on, brothers: I can tell you both
Her suit is granted for her husband's lands.

10

Henry VI, Part III
[IV, 6]

Earl of Warwick

2362

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;
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.

11

Henry VI, Part III
[V, 2]

Earl of Warwick

2727

Ah, who is nigh? come to me, friend or foe,
And tell me who is victor, York or Warwick?
Why ask I that? my mangled body shows,
My blood, my want of strength, my sick heart shows.
That I must yield my body to the earth
And, by my fall, the conquest to my foe.
Thus yields the cedar to the axe's edge,
Whose arms gave shelter to the princely eagle,
Under whose shade the ramping lion slept,
Whose top-branch overpeer'd Jove's spreading tree
And kept low shrubs from winter's powerful wind.
These eyes, that now are dimm'd with death's black veil,
Have been as piercing as the mid-day sun,
To search the secret treasons of the world:
The wrinkles in my brows, now filled with blood,
Were liken'd oft to kingly sepulchres;
For who lived king, but I could dig his grave?
And who durst mine when Warwick bent his brow?
Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!
My parks, my walks, my manors that I had.
Even now forsake me, and of all my lands
Is nothing left me but my body's length.
Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust?
And, live we how we can, yet die we must.