Please you dismiss me either with ay or no.

KING EDWARD.
Ay, if thou wilt say ay to my request.
No, if thou dost say no to my demand.

LADY GREY.
Then no, my lord. My suit is at an end.

GLOSTER.
The widow likes him not, she knits her brows.

CLARENCE.
He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom.

KING EDWARD.
[Aside.] Her looks doth argue her replete with
modesty,
Her words doth show her wit incomparable,
All her perfections challenge sovereignty;
One way or other she is for a king,
And she shall be my love, or else my queen.--
Say that King Edward take thee for his queen?

LADY GREY.
'T is better said than done, my gracious lord;
I am a subject fit to jest withal,
But far unfit to be a sovereign.

KING EDWARD.