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And wear it as a favour; and with that

He would unhorse the lustiest challenger.

Boling. As dissolute as desperate; yet, through both,

I see some sparks of better hope,

Which elder years may happily bring forth.

But who comes here?

Aum. Where is the king?

Boling. What means

Our cousin, that he stares and looks so wildly?

Aum. God save your Grace! I do beseech your majesty,

To have some conference with your Grace alone.

Boling. Withdraw yourselves, and leave us here alone.

What is the matter with our cousin now?

Aum. [Kneels.] For ever may my knees grow to the earth,

My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth,

Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak.

Boling. Intended or committed was this fault?

If on the first, how heinous e'er it be,

To win thy after-love I pardon thee.

Aum. Then give me leave that I may turn the key,

That no man enter till my tale be done.

Boling. Have thy desire.

[Aumerle locks the door.] The Duke of York knocks at the door and crieth.

York. Within. My liege, beware! look to thyself;

 18 favour; cf. n.

20 desperate: reckless

32 Unless: supply 'I receive'

