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 Edw. And as for you Lord Mortimer of Chirke, Whose great atchivements in our forraigne warre Deserves no common place nor meane reward: Be you the Generall of the levied troopes, That now are ready to assaile the Scots.

Mor.se. In this your Grace hath highly honoured me. For with my nature warre doth best agree.

Qu. Now is the King of England rich and strong, Having the love of his renowned Peeres.

Edw. I Isabell, nere was my heart so light, Clarke of the Crowne, direct our warrant forth, For Gaveston to Ireland: Beamont flye As fast as Iris, or Joves Mercury.

Beam. It shall be done my gracious Lord.

Edw. Lord Mortimer we leave you to your charge: Now let us in and feast it royally: Against our friend the Earle of Cornewall comes, Weele have a generall Tilt and Turnament, And then his marriage shall be solemniz'd, For wrote you not that I have made him sure Unto our Cosin, the Earle of Glosters heire.

Lan. Such newes we heare my Lord.

Edw. That day, if not for him, yet for my sake, Who in triumph will be challenger? Spare for no cost, we will requite your love.

War. In this, or ought your highnes shall command us.

Edw. Thankes gentle Warwicke, come lets in and revell. Mor.se. Nephew, I must to Scotland, thou stayest here. Leave now to oppose thy selfe against the King, Thou seest by nature he is mild and calme, And seeing his minde so dotes on Gaveston, Let him without controlement have his will. The mightiest Kings have had their Minions, Great Alexander loved Ephestion, The conquering Hector did for Hilas weepe, And for Patroclus sterne Achilles droopt: And not Kings only, but the wisest men.