_L. Grey._ Be pitiful, dread lord, and grant it then. [ccb032] _K. Edw._ Lords, give us leave: I’ll try this widow’s wit. _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] Ay, good leave have you; for you will have leave, Till youth take leave and leave you to the crutch. [ccb035] [_Glou. and Clar. retire._ _K. Edw._ Now tell me, madam, do you love your children? _L. Grey._ Ay, full as dearly as I love myself. _K. Edw._ And would you not do much to do them good? _L. Grey._ To do them good, I would sustain some harm. _K. Edw._ Then get your husband’s lands, to do them good. ·ccb040· _L. Grey._ Therefore I came unto your majesty. _K. Edw._ I’ll tell you how these lands are to be got. _L. Grey._ So shall you bind me to your highness’ service. _K. Edw._ What service wilt thou do me, if I give them? _L. Grey._ What you command, that rests in me to do. ·ccb045· _K. Edw._ But you will take exceptions to my boon. [ccb046] _L. Grey._ No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it. _K. Edw._ Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask. _L. Grey._ Why, then I will do what your grace commands. _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] He plies her hard; and much rain wears the marble. [ccb050] _Clar._ [_Aside to Glou._] As red as fire! nay, then her wax must melt. [ccb051] _L. Grey._ Why stops my lord? shall I not hear my task? _K. Edw._ An easy task; ’tis but to love a king. _L. Grey._ That’s soon perform’d, because I am a subject. _K. Edw._ Why, then, thy husband’s lands I freely give thee. ·ccb055· _L. Grey._ I take my leave with many thousand thanks. [ccb056] _Glou._ [_Aside to Clar._] The match is made; she seals it with a curt’sy. [ccb057] _K. Edw._ But stay thee, ’tis the fruits of love I mean. _L. Grey._ The fruits of love I mean, my loving liege. _K. Edw._ Ay, but, I fear me, in another sense. ·ccb060· What love, think’st thou, I sue so much to get? _L. Grey._ My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers; That love which virtue begs and virtue grants. _K. Edw._ No, by my troth, I did not mean such love. _L. Grey._ Why, then you mean not as I thought you did. ·ccb065· _K. Edw._ But now you partly may perceive my mind. _L. Grey._ My mind will never grant what I perceive Your highness aims at, if I aim aright. [ccb068] _K. Edw._ To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee. _L. Grey._ To tell you plain, I had rather lie in prison. [ccb070] _K. Edw._ Why, then thou shalt not have thy husband’s lands. _L. Grey._ Why, then mine honesty shall be my dower; For by that loss I will not purchase them. _K. Edw._ Therein thou wrong’st thy children mightily. [ccb074] _L. Grey._ Herein your highness wrongs both them and me. ·ccb075· But, mighty lord, this merry inclination Accords not with the sadness of my suit: Please you dismiss me, either with ‘ay’ or ‘no.’ [ccb078]