MONTAGUE.
And I unto the sea from whence I came.
[Exeunt York and his Sons, Warwick, Norfolk, Montague and their Soldiers.]
KING HENRY.
And I with grief and sorrow to the court.
Enter Queen Margaret and the Prince of Wales.
EXETER.
Here comes the Queen, whose looks bewray her anger.
I’ll steal away.
KING HENRY.
Exeter, so will I.
[Going.]
QUEEN MARGARET.
Nay, go not from me; I will follow thee.
KING HENRY.
Be patient, gentle Queen, and I will stay.
QUEEN MARGARET.
Who can be patient in such extremes?
Ah, wretched man, would I had died a maid,
And never seen thee, never borne thee son,
Seeing thou hast proved so unnatural a father.
Hath he deserved to lose his birthright thus?
Hadst thou but loved him half so well as I,
Or felt that pain which I did for him once,
Or nourished him as I did with my blood,
Thou wouldst have left thy dearest heart-blood there,
Rather than have made that savage duke thine heir
And disinherited thine only son.