By his 204
, and deny his offer'd homage,
You pluck a thousand dangers on your head,
You lose a thousand well-disposed hearts,
And prick my tender patience to those thoughts 208
Which honour and allegiance cannot think.
K. Rich. Think what you will: we seize into our hands
His plate, his goods, his money, and his lands.
York. I'll not be by the while: my liege, farewell: 212
What will hereof, there's none can tell;
But by bad courses may be understood
That their can never fall out good. Exit.
K. Rich. Go, Bushy, to the 216
Bid him repair to us to Ely House
To see this business. To-morrow next
We will for Ireland; and 'tis time, :
And we create, in absence of ourself, 220
Our uncle York lord governor of England;
For he is just, and always lov'd us well.
Come on, our queen: to-morrow must we part;
Be merry, for our time of stay is short. 224
Flourish. Exeunt King and Queen [and
Willoughby, and Ross.
North. Well, lords, the Duke of Lancaster is dead.
Ross. And living too; for now his son is duke.
Willo. Barely in title, not in revenues.
North. Richly in both, if justice had her right. 228
204 attorneys-general: proxies
204, 205 sue . . . livery; cf. n.
213 ensue: come as the consequence
215 events: outcome
216 Earl of Wiltshire: Lord Treasurer of England
219 I trow: I dare say
224 S. d. Manent: remain