Slander myself as false to Edward’s bed;
[♦] Throw over her the veil of infamy:
[♦] So she may live unscarr’d of bleeding slaughter,
210 I will confess she was not Edward’s daughter.
[♦] K. Rich. Wrong not her birth, she is of royal blood.
Q. Eliz. To save her life, I’ll say she is not so.
[♦] K. Rich. Her life is only safest in her birth.
Q. Eliz. And only in that safety died her brothers.
[215] K. Rich. Lo, at their births good stars were opposite.
[♦] Q. Eliz. No, to their lives bad friends were contrary.