[♦] And egally indeed to all estates,—
[♦] Yet whether you accept our suit or no,
215 Your brother’s son shall never reign our king;
But we will plant some other in the throne,
[♦] To the disgrace and downfall of your house:
[♦] And in this resolution here we leave you.
[♦] Come, citizens: ’zounds! I’ll entreat no more.
[♦] Glou. O, do not swear, my lord of Buckingham. [Exit Buckingham with the Citizens.
[♦] Cate. Call them again, my lord, and accept their suit:
[♦] Another. Do, good my lord, lest all the land do rue it.