For on thy fortune I repose myself.
War. Why, then, though loath, yet must I be content:
We’ll yoke together, like a double shadow
50 To Henry’s body, and supply his place;
I mean, in bearing weight of government,
While he enjoys the honour and his ease.
[♦] And, Clarence, now then it is more than needful
Forthwith that Edward be pronounced a traitor,
[55] And all his lands and goods be confiscate.
[♦] Clar. What else? and that succession be determined.