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The third Part of Henry the Sixt Page: 33
And what your pleasure is, shall satisfie me
Rich. I Widow? then Ile warrant you all your Lands,
And if what pleases him, shall pleasure you:
Fight closer, or good faith you'le catch a Blow
Clarence. I feare her not, vnlesse she chance to fall
Rich. God forbid that, for hee'le take vantages
King. How many Children hast thou, Widow? tell
me
Clarence. I thinke he meanes to begge a Child of her
Rich. Nay then whip me: hee'le rather giue her two
Wid. Three, my most gracious Lord
Rich. You shall haue foure, if you'le be rul'd by him
King. 'Twere pittie they should lose their Fathers
Lands
Wid. Be pittifull, dread Lord, and graunt it then
King. Lords giue vs leaue, Ile trye this Widowes
wit
Rich. I, good leaue haue you, for you will haue leaue,
Till Youth take leaue, and leaue you to the Crutch
King. Now tell me, Madame, doe you loue your
Children?
Wid. I, full as dearely as I loue my selfe
King. And would you not doe much to doe them
good?
Wid. To doe them good, I would sustayne some
harme
King. Then get your Husbands Lands, to doe them
good
Wid. Therefore I came vnto your Maiestie
King. Ile tell you how these Lands are to be got
Wid. So shall you bind me to your Highnesse seruice
King. What seruice wilt thou doe me, if I giue them?
Wid. What you command, that rests in me to doe
King. But you will take exceptions to my Boone
Wid. No, gracious Lord, except I cannot doe it
King. I, but thou canst doe what I meane to aske
Wid. Why then I will doe what your Grace commands
Rich. Hee plyes her hard, and much Raine weares the
Marble
Clar. As red as fire? nay then, her Wax must melt
Wid. Why stoppes my Lord? shall I not heare my
Taske?
King. An easie Taske, 'tis but to loue a King
Wid. That's soone perform'd, because I am a Subiect
King. Why then, thy Husbands Lands I freely giue
thee
Wid. I take my leaue with many thousand thankes
Rich. The Match is made, shee seales it with a Cursie
King. But stay thee, 'tis the fruits of loue I meane
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