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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Edward II

Act: 2 Scene: 2

Brother, doe you heare them?

Warwicke, these words do ill beseeme thy years.

What Mortimer, you will not threaten him?

My lord, I see your love to Gaveston,

Will be the ruine of the realme and you,

For now the wrathfull nobles threaten warres,

And therefore brother banish him for ever.

I, and it greeves me that I favoured him.

So will I, rather then with Gaveston.

No marvell though thou scorne thy noble peeres,

When I thy brother am rejected thus.

Act: 2 Scene: 3

My lords, of love to this our native land,

I come to joine with you, and leave the king,

And in your quarrell and the realmes behoofe,

Will be the first that shall adventure life.

Mine honor shalbe hostage of my truth,

If that will not suffice, farewell my lords.

I have enformd the Earle of Lancaster.