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 On Atlas shoulder, shall not lye more safe, Then shall your charge committed to my trust.

Qu. Ah Boy, this towardnesse makes thy Mother feare Thou art not markt to many dayes on Earth.

Edw. Madame, we will that you with speede be shipt, And this our sonne, Lewne, shall follow you, With all the haste we can dispatch him hence, Choose of our Lords to beare you company, And goe in peace, leave us in warres at home.

Qu. Unnatural wars, where subjects brave their King, God end them once, my Lord I take my leave, To make my preparation for France.

Edw. What Lord Matre, dost thou come alone?

Mat. Yes my good Lord, for Gaveston is dead.

Edw. Ah Traytors, have they put my friend to death, Tell me Matre, died he ere thou cam'st, Or did'st thou see my friend to take his death?

Mat. Neither my Lord, for as he was surpriz'd, Begirt with weapons, and with enemies round, I did your Highnesse message to them all, Demanding him of them, entreating rather, And said, upon the honour of my name, That I would undertake to carry him Unto your Highnesse, and to bring him backe.

Edw. And tell me, would the Rebels deny me that?

Spen. Proud Recreants.

Edw. Yea Spencer traitors all.

Matre. I found them at the first inexorable. The Earle of Warwicke would not bide the hearing, Mortimer hardly, Penbrooke and Lancaster Spake least: and when they flatly had denyed, Refusing to receive my pledge for him, The Earle of Penbrooke mildly thus bespake: My Lords, because our Soveraigne sends for him, And promiseth he shall be safe return'd, I will this undertake, to have him hence, And see him redelivered to your hands.