York. Aumerle that was;
But that is lost for being Richard's friend,
And, madam, you must call him Rutland now.
I am in parliament pledge for his truth 44
And lasting fealty to the new-made king.
Enter Aumerle.
Duch. Welcome, my son: who are the violets now
That strew the green lap of the new come spring?
Aum. Madam, I know not, nor I greatly care not: 48
God knows I had as lief be none as one.
York. Well, bear you well in this new spring of time,
Lest you be cropp'd before you come to prime.
What news from Oxford? hold those justs and triumphs? 52
Aum. For aught I know, my lord, they do.
York. You will be there, I know.
Aum. If God prevent it not, I purpose so.
York. What seal is that that hangs without thy bosom? 56
Yea, look'st thou pale? let me see the writing.
Aum. My lord, 'tis nothing.
York. No matter then, who see it:
I will be satisfied; let me see the writing.
Aum. I do beseech your Grace to pardon me: 60
It is a matter of small consequence,
Which for some reasons I would not have seen.
York. Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to see.
I fear, I fear,—
Duch. What should you fear? 64
43 Rutland; cf. n.
46, 47 Cf. n.
51 prime: maturity
52 justs: tournaments
triumphs: public festivities
56 without: outside
