KING EDWARD.
What service wilt thou do me if I give them?
LADY GREY.
What you command that rests in me to do.
KING EDWARD.
But you will take exceptions to my boon.
LADY GREY.
No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it.
KING EDWARD.
Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask.
LADY GREY.
Why, then, I will do what your Grace commands.
RICHARD.
[Aside to George.] He plies her hard; and much rain wears the marble.
GEORGE.
[Aside to Richard.] As red as fire! Nay, then her wax must melt.
LADY GREY.
Why stops my lord? Shall I not hear my task?
KING EDWARD.
An easy task; ’tis but to love a king.