The third part of Henry the Sixth Volume 14

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1913 Excerpt: ...Clar. To who, my lord? K. Edw. Why, Clarence, to myself. Glou. That would be ten days' wonder at the least. Clar. That's a day longer than a wonder lasts. Glou. By so much is the wonder in extremes. 115 K. Edw. Well, jest on, brothers. I can tell you both Her suit is granted for her husband's lands. Enter a Nobleman. Nob. My gracious lord, Henry your foe is taken, And brought your prisoner to your palace gate. K. Edw. See that he be convey'd unto the Tower; 120 And go we, brothers, to the man that took him, To question of his apprehension. Widow, go you along. Lords, use her honour-ably. Exeunt all but Gloucester. Glou. Ay, Edward will use women honourably. Would he were wasted, marrow, bones, and all, 185 That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring, To cross me from the golden time I look for! And yet, between my soul's desire and me--The lustful Edward's title buried--Is Clarence, Henry, and his son young Edward, 130 And all the unlook'd for issue of their bodies, To take their rooms, ere I can place myself: A cold premeditation for my purpose! Why, then, I do but dream on sovereignty, Like one that stands upon a promontory 135 And spies a far-off shore where he would tread, Wishing his foot were equal with his eye, And chides the sea that sunders him from thence, Saying, he'll lade it dry to have his way. So do I wish the crown, being so far off; 140 And so I chide the means that keeps me from it; And so I say, I'll cut the causes off, Flattering me with impossibilities. My eye's too quick, my heart o'erweens too much, Unless my hand and strength could equal them. 145 Well, say there is no kingdom then for Richard; What other pleasure can the world afford? I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap, And deck my body in gay ornaments, And witch sweet ladies...