Lan. My lord.
Gav. That Earl of Lancaster do I abhor. [Aside.
Edw. Will you not grant me this? In spite of them I'll have my will; and these two Mortimers, That cross me thus, shall know I am displeased.
E. Mor. If you love us, my lord, hate Gaveston.
Gav. That villain Mortimer, I'll be his death! [Aside.
Y. Mor. Mine uncle here, this earl, and I myself,81 Were sworn [172] to your father at his death, That he should ne'er return into the realm: And know, my lord, ere I will break my oath, This sword of mine, that should offend your foes, Shall sleep within the scabbard at thy need, And underneath thy banners march who will, For Mortimer will hang his armour up.
Gav. Mort dieu! [Aside.
Edw. Well, Mortimer, I'll make thee rue these words. Beseems it thee to contradict thy king?91 Frown'st thou thereat, aspiring Lancaster? [173] The sword shall plane the furrows of thy brows, And hew these knees that now are grown so stiff. I will have Gaveston; and you shall know What danger 'tis to stand against your king.
Gav. Well done, Ned! [Aside.
Lan. My lord, why do you thus incense your peers, That naturally would love and honour you But for that base and obscure Gaveston?100 Four earldoms have I, besides Lancaster— Derby, Salisbury, Lincoln, Leicester, These will I sell, to give my soldiers pay, Ere Gaveston shall stay within the realm; Therefore, if he be come, expel him straight.