_Post._ These were her words, utter’d with mild disdain: ‘Tell him, in hope he’ll prove a widower shortly, I’ll wear the willow garland for his sake.’ ·cda100· _K. Edw._ I blame not her, she could say little less; She had the wrong. But what said Henry’s queen? For I have heard that she was there in place. [cda103] _Post._ ‘Tell him,’ quoth she, ‘my mourning weeds are done, [cda104] And I am ready to put armour on.’ ·cda105· _K. Edw._ Belike she minds to play the Amazon. But what said Warwick to these injuries? _Post._ He, more incensed against your majesty Than all the rest, discharged me with these words: ‘Tell him from me that he hath done me wrong, ·cda110· And therefore I’ll uncrown him ere’t be long.’ _K. Edw._ Ha! durst the traitor breathe out so proud words? Well, I will arm me, being thus forewarn’d: They shall have wars and pay for their presumption. But say, is Warwick friends with Margaret? ·cda115· _Post._ Ay, gracious sovereign; they are so link’d in friendship, [cda116] That young Prince Edward marries Warwick’s daughter. [cda117] _Clar._ Belike the elder; Clarence will have the younger. [cda118] Now, brother king, farewell, and sit you fast, For I will hence to Warwick’s other daughter; ·cda120· That, though I want a kingdom, yet in marriage I may not prove inferior to yourself. You that love me and Warwick, follow me. [_Exit Clarence, and Somerset follows._ _Glou._ [_Aside_] Not I: [cda124] My thoughts aim at a further matter; I ·cda125· Stay not for the love of Edward, but the crown. [cda126] _K. Edw._ Clarence and Somerset both gone to Warwick! Yet am I arm’d against the worst can happen; And haste is needful in this desperate case. Pembroke and Stafford, you in our behalf ·cda130· Go levy men, and make prepare for war; They are already, or quickly will be landed: [cda132] Myself in person will straight follow you. [_Exeunt Pembroke and Stafford._ But, ere I go, Hastings and Montague, Resolve my doubt. You twain, of all the rest, ·cda135· Are near to Warwick by blood and by alliance: Tell me if you love Warwick more than me? If it be so, then both depart to him; I rather wish you foes than hollow friends: But if you mind to hold your true obedience, ·cda140· Give me assurance with some friendly vow, That I may never have you in suspect. _Mont._ So God help Montague as he proves true! _Hast._ And Hastings as he favours Edward’s cause! _K. Edw._ Now, brother Richard, will you stand by us? ·cda145· _Glou._ Ay, in despite of all that shall withstand you. _K. Edw._ Why, so! then am I sure of victory. Now therefore let us hence; and lose no hour, Till we meet Warwick with his foreign power. [_Exeunt._ SCENE II. _A plain in Warwickshire_. _Enter_ WARWICK _and_ OXFORD, _with French soldiers_.