GLOUCESTER
To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace. When have I injured thee? when done thee wrong? Or thee? or
thee? or any of your faction? A plague upon you all! His royal person, Whom God preserve better than
you would wish! Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing-while, But you must trouble him with lewd complaints. QUEEN ELIZABETH
Brother of Gloucester, you mistake the matter. The king, of his own royal disposition, And not provoked by
any suitor else; Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred, Which in your outward actions shows itself Against
my kindred, brothers, and myself, Makes him to send; that thereby he may gather The ground of your ill-
will, and so remove it. GLOUCESTER
I cannot tell: the world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch: Since every
Jack became a gentleman There's many a gentle person made a Jack. QUEEN ELIZABETH
Come, come, we know your meaning, brother Gloucester; You envy my advancement and my friends': God
grant we never may have need of you! GLOUCESTER
Meantime, God grants that we have need of you: Your brother is imprison'd by your means, Myself disgraced,
and the nobility Held in contempt; whilst many fair promotions Are daily given to ennoble those That scarce,
some two days since, were worth a noble. QUEEN ELIZABETH
By Him that raised me to this careful height From that contented hap which I enjoy'd, I never did incense
his majesty Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been An earnest advocate to plead for him. My lord,
you do me shameful injury, Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects. GLOUCESTER
You may deny that you were not the cause Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment. RIVERS
She may, my lord, for GLOUCESTER
She may, Lord Rivers! why, who knows not so? She may do more, sir, than denying that: She may help
you to many fair preferments, And then deny her aiding hand therein, And lay those honours on your high
deserts. What may she not? She may, yea, marry, may she RIVERS
What, marry, may she? GLOUCESTER
What, marry, may she! marry with a king, A bachelor, a handsome stripling too: I wis your grandam had a
worser match.
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