[35] Edw. And what then? It was our will it should be so?
Cla. I, and for such a thing too the Lord Scales
Did well deserue at your hands, to haue the
Daughter of the Lord Bonfield, and left your
[♦] Brothers to go seeke elsewhere, but in
[40] Your madnes, you burie brotherhood.
Edw. Alasse poore Clarence, is it for a wife,
[♦] That thou art mal-content,
[♦] Why man be of good cheere, Ile prouide thee one.
Cla. Naie you plaide the broker so ill for your selfe,