To lift his sword against his brothers life,
And so proud harted Warwike I defie thee,
[♦] And to my brothers turne my blushing cheekes?
65 Pardon me Edward, for I haue done amisse,
And Richard doe not frowne vpon me,
For henceforth I will proue no more vnconstant.
Edw. Welcome Clarence, and ten times more welcome,
[♦] Then if thou neuer hadst deserud our hate.
70 Glo. Welcome good Clarence, this is brotherlie.
War. Oh passing traytor, periurd and vniust.