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 This villain's sent to make away the King.

Gurney. I thought as much.

Matr. And when the murther's done, See how he must be handled for his labour. Pereat iste. Let him have the King, What else, here's the Keyes, this is the Lake, Doe as you are commanded by my Lord.

Light. I know what I must doe, get you away, Yet be not farre off, I shall need your helpe, See that in the next roome I have a Fire, And get me a Spit, and let it be red hot.

Matr. Very well.

Gur. Neede you any thing besides?

Light. What else, a Table and a Fetherbed.

Gur. That's all.

Light. I, I, so when I call you, bring it in.

Matr. Feare not you that.

Gur. Heer's a light to goe into the Dungeon.

Light. So, now must I about this geere, neare was there any So finely handled as this King shall be, Foh, here's a place in deed with all my heart.

Edw. Whose there, what light is that, wherefore com'st thou?

Light. To comfort you, and bring you joyfull newes.

Edw. Smal comfort finds poore Edward in thy lookes, Villaine I know thou com'st to murder me.

Light. To murther you my most gracious Lord, Farre is it from my heart to do you harme, The Queene sent me, to see how you were used, For she relents at this your misery. And what eyes can refraine from shedding teares, To see a King, in this most pitious state?

Edw. Weep'st thou already, list awhile to me, And then thy heart were it as Gurneys is, Or as Matrevis, hewne from the Caucasus, Yet will it melt, ere I have done my tale. This Dungeon where they keepe me, is the sinke