Page 282 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1

And if my father please, I am content.

SUFFOLK

Then call our captains and our colours forth!
And, madam, at your father’s castle walls
We’ll crave a parley, to confer with him. [130]

[Enter Captains, Colours, and Trumpeters.] Sound [a parley]. Enter
Reignier on the walls.

See, Reignier, see, thy daughter prisoner!

REIGNIER

To whom?

SUFFOLK

To me.

REIGNIER

Suffolk, what remedy?
I am a soldier and unapt to weep
Or to exclaim on fortune’s fickleness.

SUFFOLK

Yes, there is remedy enough, my lord: [135]
Consent, and for thy honour give consent,
Thy daughter shall be wedded to my king,
Whom I with pain have wooed and won thereto;
And this her easy-held imprisonment
Hath gained thy daughter princely liberty. [140]

REIGNIER

Speaks Suffolk as he thinks?

SUFFOLK

Fair Margaret knows
That Suffolk doth not flatter, face, or feign.

REIGNIER

Upon thy princely warrant I descend
To give thee answer of thy just demand.

[Exit from the walls.]