When York and Lancaster drew forth the battles;
|When, like a matron butchered by her sons,||195|
Our groaning country bled at every vein;
When murders, rapes, and massacres prevailed;
|When churches, palaces, and cities blazed;||200|
Upon the necks of nobles. Low were laid
The reverend crosier and the holy mitre,
|And desolation covered all the land.||205|
Whose damned ambition would renew those horrors,
And set, once more, that scene of blood before us?
GLOST. How now! So hot!
|L. HAST. So brave, and so resolved.||210|
GLOST. Is then our friendship of so little moment That you could arm your hand against my life?
L. HAST. I hope your highness does not think I
No, heaven forefend that e'er your princely person
Should come within the scope of my resent-
GLOST. O noble Hastings! nay, I must embrace
you! (Embraces him.)
By holy Paul! y'are a right honest man;
The time is full of danger and distrust,
And warns us to be wary. Hold me not
|Too apt for jealousy and light surmise||220|
And live your king and country's best support:
For me, I ask no more than honor gives --
To think me yours, and rank me with your
L. HAST. Accept what thanks a grateful heart
O princely Gloster! judge me not ungentle,
Of manners rude, and insolent of speech
If, when the public safety is in question,
|My zeal flows warm and eager from my tongue.||230|
GLOST. Enough of this: to deal in wordy compli-ment
Is much against the plainness of my nature.
I judge you by myself, a clear true spirit,
And as such once more join you to my bosom.
-- Farewell, and be my friend. Exit GLOSTER.
|L. HAST. I am not read,||235|
The duke is surely noble; but he touched me
Ev'n on the tend'rest point, the master-string
|That makes most harmony or discord to me.||240|
Beyond or love's or friendship's sacred band,
Beyond myself I prize my native land.
|On this foundation would I build my fame,||245|
And die with pleasure for my country's good. Exit.
Enter DUKE OF GLOSTER, RATCLIFFE, and
GLOST. This was the sum of all, that he would
No alteration in the present state.
Marry! at last, the testy gentleman
Was almost moved to bid us bold defiance;
|But there I dropped the argument, and changing||5|
And left him to believe my thoughts like his.
Proceed we then to this fore-mentioned matter
|As nothing bound or trusting to his friendship.||10|
RAT. Ill does it thus befall. I could have wished
This lord had stood with us. His friends are wealthy,
Thereto, his own possessions large and mighty;
The vassals and dependants on his power
|Firm in adherence, ready, bold, and many.||15|
GLOST. This wayward and perverse declining
Has warranted at full the friendly notice
|Which we this morn received. I hold it certain,||20|
CAT. If she have such dominion o'er his heart,
And turn it at her will, you rule her fate
|And should, by inference and apt deduction,||25|
The bounty of your hand? Why does she live
If not to yield obedience to your pleasure,
|To speak, to act, to think as you command?||30|
RAT. Let her instruct her tongue to bear your
Teach every grace to smile in your behalf
And her deluding eyes to gloat for you;
His ductile reason will be wound about,
|Be led and turned again, say and unsay,||35|