GLOUCESTER.
Must you, Sir John, protect my lady here?
STANLEY.
So am I given in charge, may ’t please your grace.
GLOUCESTER.
Entreat her not the worse in that I pray
You use her well. The world may laugh again,
And I may live to do you kindness if
You do it her. And so, Sir John, farewell.
ELEANOR.
What, gone, my lord, and bid me not farewell?
GLOUCESTER.
Witness my tears, I cannot stay to speak.
[Exeunt Gloucester and Servingmen.]
ELEANOR.
Art thou gone too? All comfort go with thee,
For none abides with me; my joy is death;
Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard,
Because I wished this world’s eternity.
Stanley, I prithee, go, and take me hence,
I care not whither, for I beg no favour,
Only convey me where thou art commanded.
STANLEY.
Why, madam, that is to the Isle of Man,
There to be used according to your state.
ELEANOR.
That’s bad enough, for I am but reproach;
And shall I then be used reproachfully?
STANLEY.
Like to a duchess, and Duke Humphrey’s lady;
According to that state you shall be used.