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Duch. Welcome, my son: Who are the violets
That strew the green lap of the new-come spring? Aum. Madam, I know not, nor I greatly care
not: God knows, I had as lief be none, as one. York. Well, bear you well in this new spring of
time, Lest you be cropp'd before you come to prime. What news from Oxford ? hold those justs and tri
umphs Aum. For aught I know, my lord, they do. York. You will be there, I know. Aum. If God prevent it not; I purpose so. York. What seal is that, that hangs without the
Aum. My lord, 'tis nothing.
No matter then who sees its I will be satisfied, let me see the writing.
Aum. I do beseech your grace to pardon me;
York. Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to see.
What should you fear?
[Snatches it, and reads. Treason! foul treason villain! traitor! slaye!
Duch. What is the matter, my lord ?
vant.] Saddle my horse.
Duch. Why, what is it, my lord ?
my horse: Now by mine honour, by my life, my troth, I will appeach the villain.
[Exit Servant. Duch.
What's the matter? York. Peace, foolish woman. Duch. I will not peace:- What is the matter,
Aum. Good mother, be content; it is no more Than my poor
life must answer. Duch.
Thy life answer
Re-enter Servant, with Boots. York. Bring me my boots, I will unto the king. Duch. Strike him, Aumerle.--Poor boy, thou art
amaz'd: Hence, villain: never more come in my sight.
[To the Servant. York. Give me my boots, I say,
Duch. Why, York, what wilt thou do?
York. Thou fond mad woman,
He shall be none;
Hadst thou groan'd for him,
[Exit. Duch. After, Aumerle; mount thee upon his
Windsor. A Room in the Castle.
Enter BOLINGBROKE, as King; PERCY, and other
For there, they say, he daily doth frequent,
Boling. And what said the gallant ?
Enter AUMERLE, hastily.
Where is the king?
majesty, To have some conference with your grace alone. Boling. Withdraw yourselves, and leave us here alone.
Exeunt PERCY and Lords. What is the matter with our cousin now? Aum. For ever may my knees grow to the earth,
Kneels. My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth, Unless a pardon, ere I rise, or speak.
Boling. Intended, or committed, was this fault? If but the first, how heinous ere it be, To win thy after-love, I pardon thee. Aum. Then give me leave that I may turn the
key, That no man enter till my tale be done. Boling. Have thy desire.
[AUMERLE locks the door. York. [Within.] My liege, beware; look to thy
Thou hast a traitor in thy presence there.
Boling. Villain, I'll make thee safe. [Drawing. Aum. Stay thy revengeful hand; Thou hast no cause to fear. York. [Within.] Open the door, secure, fool
hardy king : Shall I, for love, speak treason to thy face? Open the door, or I will break it open.
[BOLINGBROKE opens the door.
Boling. What is the matter, uncle ? speak; Recover breath; tell us how near is danger, That we may arm us to encounter it. York. Peruse this writing here, and thou shalt
know The treason that my haste forbids me show. Aum. Remember, as thou read’st, thy promise