KING EDWARD. These are the vulgar tenders of false men, That never pay the duty of their words. Thou wilt not stick to swear what thou hast said; But, when thou knowest my grief’s condition, This rash disgorged vomit of thy word Thou wilt eat up again, and leave me helpless. WARWICK. By heaven, I will not, though your majesty Did bid me run upon your sword and die. KING EDWARD. Say that my grief is no way medicinable But by the loss and bruising of thine honour. WARWICK. If nothing but that loss may vantage you, I would accompt that loss my vantage too. KING EDWARD. Thinkst that thou canst unswear thy oath again? WARWICK. I cannot; nor I would not, if I could. KING EDWARD. But, if thou dost, what shall I say to thee? WARWICK. What may be said to any perjured villain, That breaks the sacred warrant of an oath. KING EDWARD. What wilt thou say to one that breaks an oath? WARWICK. That he hath broke his faith with God and man, And from them both stands excommunicate. KING EDWARD. What office were it, to suggest a man To break a lawful and religious vow? WARWICK. An office for the devil, not for man. KING EDWARD. That devil’s office must thou do for me, Or break thy oath, or cancel all the bonds Of love and duty twixt thy self and me; And therefore, Warwick, if thou art thy self, The Lord and master of thy word and oath, Go to thy daughter; and in my behalf Command her, woo her, win her any ways, To be my mistress and my secret love. I will not stand to hear thee make reply: Thy oath break hers, or let thy sovereign die. [Exit.] WARWICK. O doting King! O detestable office! Well may I tempt my self to wrong my self, When he hath sworn me by the name of God To break a vow made by the name of God. What, if I swear by this right hand of mine To cut this right hand off? The better way Were to profane the Idol than confound it: But neither will I do; I’ll keep mine oath, And to my daughter make a recantation Of all the virtue I have preacht to her: I’ll say, she must forget her husband Salisbury, If she remember to embrace the king; I’ll say, an oath may easily be broken, But not so easily pardoned, being broken; I’ll say, it is true charity to love, But not true love to be so charitable; I’ll say, his greatness may bear out the shame, But not his kingdom can buy out the sin; I’ll say, it is my duty to persuade, But not her honesty to give consent. [Enter Countess.] See where she comes; was never father had Against his child an embassage so bad? COUNTESS. My Lord and father, I have sought for you: My mother and the Peers importune you To keep in presence of his majesty, And do your best to make his highness merry. WARWICK. [Aside.] How shall I enter in this graceless arrant? I must not call her child, for where’s the father That will in such a suit seduce his child? Then, ‘wife of Salisbury’; shall I so begin? No, he’s my friend, and where is found the friend That will do friendship such indammagement? [To the Countess.]