[♦] Buck. Why, so you are, my thrice renowned liege.
[♦] K. Rich. Ha! am I king? ’tis so: but Edward lives.
Buck. True, noble prince.
15 K. Rich. O bitter consequence,
[♦] That Edward still should live! ‘True, noble prince!’
[♦] Cousin, thou wert not wont to be so dull:
Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead;
And I would have it suddenly perform’d.
[20] What sayest thou? speak suddenly; be brief.
Buck. Your grace may do your pleasure.