Your brother Edward, that was king, is dead.
Wherefore the power which I have used on thee
I now relax. I have a gentler purpose
And a persuasion thou mayst guess; while thou,
Owing no loyalty but to thyself,
I am well assured wilt not be slow to meet me.
Sit with me first and eat: when thou’rt restored
We will compose these matters at our leisure:
Which done, and peace agreed, thou mayst return
In time to pay thy brother’s memory