[100] And plant your joys in living Edward’s throne.
Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, and RATCLIFF.
[♦] Glou. Madam, have comfort: all of us have cause
To wail the dimming of our shining star;
[♦] But none can cure their harms by wailing them.
Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy;
[105] I did not see your grace: humbly on my knee
I crave your blessing.
[♦] Duch. God bless thee, and put meekness in thy mind,
Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!