[60] Der. I pray God he be not, I say.
Re-enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM.
[♦] Glou. I pray you all, tell me what they deserve
That do conspire my death with devilish plots
Of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail’d
Upon my body with their hellish charms?
65 Hast. The tender love I bear your grace, my lord,
[♦] Makes me most forward in this noble presence
[♦] To doom the offenders, whatsoever they be:
I say, my lord, they have deserved death.