Cade. Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, let’s march towards London. [Exeunt.
bdd SCENE IV. London. The palace.
Enter the KING with a supplication, and the QUEEN with Suffolk’s head, the DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM and the LORD SAY.
[♦] Queen. Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind
And makes it fearful and degenerate;
Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep.
But who can cease to weep and look on this?
5 Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast:
But where’s the body that I should embrace?
Buck. What answer makes your grace to the rebels’