Front Page Titles (by Subject) SCENE V. - The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 2
SCENE V. - Christopher Marlowe, The Works of Christopher Marlowe, vol. 2 
The Works of Christopher Marlowe, ed. A.H. Bullen (London: John C. Nimmo, 1885). Vol. 2.
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- Yet, lusty lords, I have escaped your hands,
- Your threats, your larums, and your hot pursuits;
- And though divorcèd from King Edward's eyes,
- Yet liveth Pierce of Gaveston unsurprised,
- Breathing, in hope (malgrado all your beards,
- That muster rebels thus against your king),
- To see his royal sovereign once again.
- Enter the Nobles.
- Upon him, soldiers, take away his weapons.
- Thou proud disturber of thy country's peace,
- Corrupter of thy king; cause of these broils,
- Base flatterer, yield! and were it not for shame,
- Shame and dishonour to a soldier's name,
- Upon my weapon's point here should'st thou fall,
- And welter in thy gore.
- Monster of men!
- That, like the Greekish strumpet, trained to arms
- And bloody wars so many valiant knights;
- Look for no other fortune, wretch, than death!
- King Edward is not here to buckler thee.
- Lancaster, why talk'st thou to the slave?
- Go, soldiers, take him hence, for, by my sword,
- His head shall off: Gaveston, short warning
- Shall serve thy turn. It is our country's cause,
- That here severely we will execute
- Soldiers, have him away;—
- But for thou wert the favourite of a king,
- Thou shalt have so much honour at our hands —
- I thank you all, my lords: then I perceive,
- That heading is one, and hanging is the other,
- And death is all.
- EnterEarl OfArundel.
- How now, my lord of Arundel?
- My lords, King Edward greets you all by me.
- Arundel, say your message.
- His majesty,
- Hearing that you had taken Gaveston,
- Entreateth you by me, yet but he may
- See him before he dies; for why, he says,
- And sends you word, he knows that die he shall;
- And if you gratify his grace so far,
- He will be mindful of the courtesy.
- Renowmèd Edward, how thy name
- Revives poor Gaveston!
- No, it needeth not;
- Arundel, we will gratify the king
- In other matters; he must pardon us in this.
- Soldiers, away with him!
- Why, my lord of Warwick,
- Will not these delays beget my hopes?
- I know it, lords, it is this life you aim at,
- Yet grant King Edward this.
- Shalt thou appoint
- What we shall grant? Soldiers, away with him:
- Thus we'll gratify the king,
- We'll send his head by thee; let him bestow
- His tears on that, for that is all he gets
- Of Gaveston, or else his senseless trunk.
- Not so, my lords, lest he bestow more cost
- In burying him than he hath ever earned.
- My lords, it is his majesty's request,
- And in the honour of a king he swears,
- He will but talk with him, and send him back.
- When? can you tell? Arundel, no; we wot,
- He that the care of his realm remits,
- And drives his nobles to these exigents
- For Gaveston, will, if he seize him once,
- Violate any promise to possess him.
- Then if you will not trust his grace in keep,
- My lords, I will be pledge for his return.
- 'Tis honourable in thee to offer this;
- But for we know thou art a noble gentleman,
- We will not wrong thee so, to make away
- A true man for a thief.
- How mean'st thou, Mortimer? that is over-base.
- Away, base groom, robber of king's renown!
- Question with thy companions and mates.
- My Lord Mortimer, and you, my lords, each one,
- To gratify the king's request therein.
- Touching the sending of this Gaveston,
- Because his majesty so earnestly
- Desires to see the man before his death,
- I will upon mine honour undertake
- To carry him, and bring him back again;
- Provided this, that you my lord of Arundel
- Will join with me.
- Pembroke, what wilt thou do?
- Cause yet more bloodshed? is it not enough
- That we have taken him, but must we now
- Leave him on “had I wist,” and let him go?
- Pem, My lords, I will not over-woo your honours,
- But if you dare trust Pembroke with the prisoner,
- Upon mine oath, I will return him back.
- My lord of Lancaster, what say you in this?
- Why, I say, let him go on Pembroke's word.
- How say you, my lord of Warwick?
- Nay, do your pleasures, I know how'twill prove.
- Sweet sovereign, yet I come
- To see thee ere I die.
- Yet not perhaps,
- If Warwick's wit and policy prevail.
- My lord of Pembroke, we deliver him you;
- Return him on your honour. Sound, away!
- [Exeunt all butPembroke, Arundel,Gaveston, andPembroke'S Men.
- My lord [of Arundel], you shall go with me.
- My house is not far hence; out of the way
- A little, but our men shall go along.
- We that have pretty wenches to our wives,
- Sir, must not come so near to baulk their lips.
- 'Tis very kindly spoke, my lord of Pembroke;
- Your honour hath an adamant of power
- To draw a prince.
- So, my lord. Come hither, James:
- I do commit this Gaveston to thee,
- Be thou this night his keeper, in the morning
- Unhappy Gaveston, whither goest thou now?
- [Exit withJamesandPembroke'S Men.
- My lord, we'll quickly be at Cobham.
ACT THE THIRD.
- “Will now these short delays beget my hopes?”