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 To lose my Crowne and Kingdome without cause, To give ambitious Mortimer my right, That like a Mountaine overwhelmes my blisse, In which extreames my mind heere murthered is: But what the Heavens appoint, I must obey. Here take my Crowne, the life of Edward too, Two Kings in England cannot raigne at once: But stay awhile, let me be King till night, That I may gaze upon this glittering Crowne, So shall my eyes receive their last content, My head the latest honour due to it, And joyntly both yeeld up their wished right. Continue ever thou celestiall Sunne, Let never silent night possesse this clime, Stand still you watches of the Element, All times and seasons rest you at a stay, That Edward may be still faire Englands King: But dayes bright beame doth vanish fast away, And needes I must resigne my wished Crowne. Inhumane creatures, nurst with Tigers milke, Why gape you for your Soveraignes overthrow? My Diadem I meane and guiltlesse life, See monsters see, Ile weare my Crowne againe: What feare you not the fury of your King? But haplesse Edward, thou art fondly led, They passe not for thy frownes as late they did, But seeke to make a new elected King, Which fils my mind with strange despairing thoughts, Which thoughts are martyred with endlesse torments. And in this torment comfort finde I none, But that I feele the Crowne upon my head, And therefore let me weare it yet a while.

Tru. My Lord, the Parliament must have present newes, And therefore say, will you resigne or no.

Edw. Ile not resigne, not whilst I live, Traytors be gone, and joyne you with Mortimer, Elect, conspire, enstall, doe what you will,