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 That wert the only cause of his exile.

Gave. Tis true, and but for reverence of these robes, Thou shouldst not plod one foote beyond this place.

Bish. I did no more then I was bound to do, And Gaveston unlesse thou be reclaimd, As then I did incense the Parlament, So will I now, and thou shalt back to France.

Gave. Saving your reverence, you must pardon me.

Ed. Throw off his golden Miter, rend his stole, And in the channell christen him anew.

Kent. Ah brother, lay not violent hands on him, For heele complaine unto the Sea of Rome.

Gave. Let him complaine unto the sea of hell, Ile be reveng'd on him for my exile.

Edw. No, spare his life, but seize upon his goods, Be thou Lord Bishop, and receive his rents, And make him serve thee as thy Chaplaine, I give him thee, heere use him as thou wilt.

Gave. He shall to prison, and there dye in bolts.

Edw. I to the Tower, the Fleete, or where thou wilt.

Bish. For this offence be thou accurst of God.

Edw. Whose there? Convey this Priest to the Tower.

Bish. True, true.

Edw. But in the meane time Gaveston away, And take possession of his house and goods: Come follow me, and thou shalt have my Guard To see it done, and bring thee safe againe.

Gave. What should a Priest do with so faire a house, A prison may best beseeme his holinesse. War. Tis true, the Bishop is in the Tower, And goods and body given to Gaveston.

Lan. What? will they tyrannize upon the Church? Ah wicked King, accursed Gaveston, This ground which is corrupted with their steps, Shall be their timelesse sepulcher, or mine.

''Mor. ju.'' Well, let that peevish Frenchman guard him sure,