[♦] As I intend more good to you and yours
[♦] Than ever you or yours were by me wrong’d!
Q. Eliz. What good is cover’d with the face of heaven,
[240] To be discover’d, that can do me good?
[♦] K. Rich. The advancement of your children, gentle lady.
Q. Eliz. Up to some scaffold, there to lose their heads?
[♦] K. Rich. No, to the dignity and height of honour,
[♦] The high imperial type of this earth’s glory.
[245] Q. Eliz. Flatter my sorrows with report of it;
Tell me what state, what dignity, what honour,