Page 234 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

WINCHEST ER

He shall submit, or I will never yield.

GLOUCEST ER

Compassion on the king commands me stoop,
Or I would see his heart out, ere the priest
Should ever get that privilege of me. [120]

WARWICK

Behold, my Lord of Winchester, the duke
Hath banished moody discontented fury,
As by his smoothèd brows it doth appear:
Why look you still so stern and tragical?

GLOUCEST ER

Here, Winchester, I offer thee my hand. [125]
[Winchester turns away.]

KING HENRY

Fie, Uncle Beaufort! I have heard you preach
That malice was a great and grievous sin;
And will not you maintain the thing you teach,
But prove a chief offender in the same?

WARWICK

Sweet king! The bishop hath a kindly gird. [130]
For shame, my Lord of Winchester, relent!
What, shall a child instruct you what to do?

WINCHEST ER

Well, Duke of Gloucester, I will yield to thee;
Love for thy love and hand for hand I give.

GLOUCEST ER

[aside]
Ay, but I fear me, with a hollow heart. - [135]
See here, my friends and loving countrymen,
This token serveth for a flag of truce
Betwixt ourselves and all our followers:
So help me God, as I dissemble not.