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 Mor. How comes it that the King and he is parted?

Qu. That this your army going severall wayes, Might be of lesser force, and with the power That he intendeth presently to raise, Be easily supprest: and therefore be gone.

Mor. Heere in the River rides a Flemish Hoy, Lets all aboord, and follow him amaine.

Lan. The wind that beares him hence, will fill our sails, Come, come aboord, tis but an houres sayling.

Mor. Madame stay you within this Castle here.

Qu. No Mortimer, ile to my Lord the King.

Mor. Nay, rather saile with us to Scarborough.

Qu. You know the King is so suspicious, As if he heare, I have but talk't with you, Mine Honour will be cal'd in question, And therefore gentle Mortimer be gone.

Mor. Madam, I cannot stay to answer you, But thinke of Mortimer as he deserves.

Qu. So well hast thou deserv'd sweete Mortimer, As Isabel could live with thee for ever, In vaine I looke for love at Edwards hand, Whose eyes are fixt on none but Gaveston: Yet once more Ile importune him with prayer, If he be strange and not regard my words, My sonne and I will over into France, And to the King my Brother there complaine, How Gaveston hath rob'd me of his love: But yet I hope my sorrowes will have end, And Gaveston this blessed day be slaine.

Gave. Yet lusty Lords I have escap'd your hands, Your threats, your Larums, and your hot pursuits, And though divorced from King Edwards eyes, Yet liveth Pierce of Gaveston unsurpriz'd, Breathing, in hope (malgrado all your beards, That muster Rebels thus against your King) To see his royall Soveraigne once againe.