_K. Hen._ Why, am I dead? do I not breathe a man? Ah, simple men, you know not what you swear! [cca083] Look, as I blow this feather from my face, And as the air blows it to me again, ·cca085· Obeying with my wind when I do blow, And yielding to another when it blows, Commanded always by the greater gust; Such is the lightness of you common men. But do not break your oaths; for of that sin [cca090] My mild entreaty shall not make you guilty. Go where you will, the king shall be commanded; And be you kings, command, and I’ll obey. _First Keep._ We are true subjects to the king, King Edward. [cca094] _K. Hen._ So would you be again to Henry, ·cca095· If he were seated as King Edward is. _First Keep._ We charge you, in God’s name, and the king’s, [cca097] To go with us unto the officers. _K. Hen._ In God’s name, lead; your king’s name be obey’d: And what God will, that let your king perform; [cca100] And what he will, I humbly yield unto. [_Exeunt._ SCENE II. _London. The palace_. _Enter_ KING EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, CLARENCE, _and_ LADY GREY. _K. Edw._ Brother of Gloucester, at Saint Alban’s field [ccb001] This lady’s husband, Sir Richard Grey, was slain, [ccb002] His lands then seized on by the conqueror: [ccb003] Her suit is now to repossess those lands; Which we in justice cannot well deny, ·ccb005· Because in quarrel of the house of York The worthy gentleman did lose his life. _Glou._ Your highness shall do well to grant her suit; It were dishonour to deny it her. _K. Edw._ It were no less; but yet I’ll make a pause. ·ccb010· _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] Yea, is it so? [ccb011] I see the lady hath a thing to grant, Before the king will grant her humble suit. _Clar._ [_Aside to Glou._] He knows the game: how true he keeps the wind! [ccb014] _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] Silence! ·ccb015· _K. Edw._ Widow, we will consider of your suit; And come some other time to know our mind. _L. Grey._ Right gracious lord, I cannot brook delay: May it please your highness to resolve me now; And what your pleasure is, shall satisfy me. ·ccb020· _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] Ay, widow? then I’ll warrant you all your lands, [ccb021] An if what pleases him shall pleasure you. [ccb022] Fight closer, or, good faith, you’ll catch a blow. _Clar._ [_Aside to Glou._] I fear her not, unless she chance to fall. _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] God forbid that! for he’ll take vantages. ·ccb025· _K. Edw._ How many children hast thou, widow? tell me. _Clar._ [_Aside to Glou._] I think he means to beg a child of her. _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] Nay, whip me then: he’ll rather give her two. [ccb028] _L. Grey._ Three, my most gracious lord. _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] You shall have four, if you’ll be ruled by him. ·ccb030· _K. Edw._ ’Twere pity they should lose their father’s lands. [ccb031]