King Edward III by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
page 52 of 128 (40%)
page 52 of 128 (40%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
COUNTESS. Resolute to be dissolute; and, therefore, this: Keep but thy word, great king, and I am thine. Stand where thou dost, I'll part a little from thee, And see how I will yield me to thy hands. [Turning suddenly upon him, and shewing two Daggers.] Here by my side doth hang my wedding knifes: Take thou the one, and with it kill thy Queen, And learn by me to find her where she lies; And with this other I'll dispatch my love, Which now lies fast a sleep within my heart: When they are gone, then I'll consent to love. Stir not, lascivious king, to hinder me; My resolution is more nimbler far, Than thy prevention can be in my rescue, And if thou stir, I strike; therefore, stand still, And hear the choice that I will put thee to: Either swear to leave thy most unholy suit And never hence forth to solicit me; Or else, by heaven, this sharp pointed knife Shall stain thy earth with that which thou would stain, My poor chaste blood. Swear, Edward, swear, Or I will strike and die before thee here. KING EDWARD. Even by that power I swear, that gives me now The power to be ashamed of my self, |
|