6. SCENE VI. London. The Tower
What answers Clarence to his sovereign's will?
That he consents if Warwick yield consent,
For on thy fortune I repose myself.
Why, then, though loath, yet I must 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 pronounc'd a traitor,
And all his lands and goods confiscated.
What else? and that succession be determin'd.
Ay, therein Clarence shall not want his part.
But with the first of all your chief affairs,
Let me entreat--for I command no more--
That Margaret your queen, and my son Edward,
Be sent for to return from France with speed;
For, till I see them here, by doubtful fear
My joy of liberty is half eclips'd.
It shall be done, my sovereign, with all speed.
My Lord of Somerset, what youth is that
Of whom you seem to have so tender care?
My liege, it is young Henry, Earl of Richmond.
Come hither, England's hope.--If secret powers
[Lays his hand on his head.]
Suggest but truth to my divining thoughts,
This pretty lad will prove our country's bliss.
His looks are full of peaceful majesty,
His head by nature fram'd to wear a crown,
His hand to wield a sceptre, and himself
Likely in time to bless a regal throne.
Make much of him, my lords; for this is he
Must help you more than you are hurt by me.
[Enter a Messenger.]
What news, my friend?
That Edward is escaped from your brother,
And fled, as he hears since, to Burgundy.