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The Works of Christopher Marlowe

Edward II

Act: 5 Scene: 4

Champion, heeres to thee.

What hath he done?

My lord, he is my unckle, and shall live.

Sweete mother, if I cannot pardon him,

Intreate my lord Protector for his life.

Nor I, and yet me thinkes I should commaund,

But seeing I cannot, ile entreate for him:

My lord, if you will let my unckle live,

I will requite it when I come to age.

What safetie may I looke for at his hands,

If that my Unckle shall be murthered thus?

And shall my Unckle Edmund ride with us?