E. Mor. How now, why droops the Earl of Lancaster?
Y. Mor. Wherefore is Guy of Warwick discontent?10
Lan. That villain Gaveston is made an earl.
E. Mor. An earl!
War. I, and besides Lord Chamberlain of the realm, And Secretary too, and Lord of Man.
E. Mor. We may not, nor we will not suffer this.
Y. Mor. Why post we not from hence to levy men?
Lan. "My Lord of Cornwall," now at every word! And happy is the man whom he vouchsafes, For vailing of his bonnet, one good look. Thus, arm in arm, the king and he doth march:20 Nay more, the guard upon his lordship waits; And all the court begins to flatter him.
War. Thus leaning on the shoulder of the king, He nods and scorns, and smiles at those that pass.
E. Mor. Doth no man take exceptions at the slave?