Cate. O, make them joyful, grant their lawful suit!
[♦] Glou. Alas, why would you heap these cares on me?
[♦] I am unfit for state and majesty:
I do beseech you, take it not amiss;
I cannot nor I will not yield to you.
Buck. If you refuse it,—as, in love and zeal,
Loath to depose the child, your brother’s son;
210 As well we know your tenderness of heart
And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse,
[♦] Which we have noted in you to your kin,