Christopher Marlowe (15641593). Edward the Second. The Harvard Classics. 190914. |
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| Act the Fourth |
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[Near the Tower of London] Enter KENT Kent. Fair blows the wind for France; blow gentle gale, | |
| Till Edmund be arrivd for Englands good! | |
| Nature, yield to my countrys cause in this. | |
| A brother? No, a butcher of thy friends! | 4 |
| Proud Edward, dost thou banish me thy presence? | |
| But Ill to France, and cheer the wronged queen, | |
| And certify what Edwards looseness is. | |
| Unnatural king! to slaughter noblemen | 8 |
| And cherish flatterers! Mortimer, I stay | |
| Thy sweet escape: stand gracious, gloomy night, | |
| To his device. | |
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Enter Young MORTIMER, disguised Y. Mor. Holla! who walketh there? | 12 |
| Ist you, my lord? | |
| Kent. Mortimer, tis I; | |
| But hath thy potion wrought so happily? | |
| Y. Mor. It hath, my Lord; the warders all asleep, | 16 |
| I thank them, gave me leave to pass in peace. | |
| But hath your grace got shipping unto France? | |
| Kent. Fear it not. Exeunt. | |
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