[40] As he will lose his head ere give consent
[♦] His master’s son, as worshipful he terms it,
Shall lose the royalty of England’s throne.
[♦] Buck. Withdraw you hence, my lord, I’ll follow you. [Exit Gloucester, Buckingham following.
Der. We have not yet set down this day of triumph.
[45] To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden;
For I myself am not so well provided
[♦] As else I would be, were the day prolong’d.
Re-enter BISHOP OF ELY.
[♦] Ely. Where is my lord protector? I have sent for [♦] these strawberries.