Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother:
Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame
And take thy
office from thee, on my peril.
No, madam, no; I may not leave it so:
I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me.
Enter LORD STANLEY
Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence,
And I'll salute your grace of York as mother,
looker on, of two fair queens.
To LADY ANNE
Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster,
There to be crowned Richard's royal queen.
O, cut my lace in sunder, that my pent heart
May have some scope to beat, or else I swoon
Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news!
Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace?
O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee hence!
Death and destruction dog thee at the heels;
name is ominous to children.
If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas,
And live with Richmond, from
the reach of hell
Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house,
Lest thou increase the number of the
And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse,
Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen.
Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam.
Take all the swift advantage of the hours;
You shall have
letters from me to my son
To meet you on the way, and welcome you.
Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay.
DUCHESS OF YORK
O ill-dispersing wind of misery!
O my accursed womb, the bed of death!
A cockatrice hast thou hatch'd to
Whose unavoided eye is murderous.
Come, madam, come; I in all haste was sent.
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