GEORGE.
I mind to tell him plainly what I think.
KING EDWARD.
Now, brother of Clarence, how like you our choice,
That you stand pensive as half malcontent?
GEORGE.
As well as Lewis of France or the Earl of Warwick,
Which are so weak of courage and in judgment
That they’ll take no offence at our abuse.
KING EDWARD.
Suppose they take offence without a cause,
They are but Lewis and Warwick; I am Edward,
Your King and Warwick’s, and must have my will.
RICHARD.
And shall have your will, because our King.
Yet hasty marriage seldom proveth well.
KING EDWARD.
Yea, brother Richard, are you offended too?
RICHARD.
Not I.
No, God forbid that I should wish them severed
Whom God hath joined together. Ay, and ’twere pity
To sunder them that yoke so well together.
KING EDWARD.
Setting your scorns and your mislike aside,
Tell me some reason why the Lady Grey
Should not become my wife and England’s queen.
And you too, Somerset and Montague,
Speak freely what you think.
GEORGE.
Then this is mine opinion: that King Lewis
Becomes your enemy for mocking him
About the marriage of the Lady Bona.
RICHARD.
And Warwick, doing what you gave in charge,
Is now dishonoured by this new marriage.