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From the parliament. I'll stand aside. [_Retires._

_Enter_ KING EDWARD, KENT, LANCASTER, _the elder_ MORTIMER,
_the younger_ MORTIMER, WARWICK, PEMBROKE, _and_
Attendants.

_K. Edw._ Lancaster!
_Lan._ My lord?
_Gav._ That Earl of Lancaster do I abhor. [_Aside._
_K. Edw._ Will you not grant me this?--In spite of them
I'll have my will; and these two Mortimers,
That cross me thus, shall know I am displeased. [_Aside._
_E. Mor._ If you love us, my lord, hate Gaveston.
_Gav._ That villain Mortimer! I'll be his death. [_Aside._
__Y. Mor._ Mine uncle here, this earl, and I myself,
Were sworn to your father at his death,
That he should ne'er return into the realm:
And now, my lord, ere I will break my oath,
This sword of mine, that should offend your foes,
Shall sleep within the scabbard at thy need,
And underneath thy banners march who will,
For Mortimer will hang his armour up.
_Gav. Mort dieu!_ [_Aside._
_K. Edw._ Well, Mortimer, I'll make thee rue these words:
Beseems it thee to contradict thy king?
Frown'st thou thereat, aspiring Lancaster?
The sword shall plane the furrows of thy brows,
And hew these knees that now are grown so stiff.
I will have Gaveston; and you shall know
What danger 'tis to stand against your king.
_Gav._ Well done, Ned! [_Aside._
_Lan._ My lord, why do you thus incense your peers,
That naturally would love and honour you,
But for that base and obscure Gaveston?
Four earldoms have I, besides Lancaster,--
Derby, Salisbury, Lincoln, Leicester;
These will I sell, to give my soldiers pay,
Ere Gaveston shall stay within the realm:
Therefore, if he be come, expel him straight.
_Kent._ Barons and earls, your pride hath made me mute;
But know I'll speak, and to the proof, I hope.
I do remember, in my father's days,
Lord Percy of the North, being highly mov'd,
Brav'd Mowbray in presence of the king;
For which, had not his highness lov'd him well,
He should have lost his head; but with his look
Th' undaunted spirit of Percy was appeas'd,
And Mowbray and he were reconcil'd:
Yet dare you brave the king unto his face.--
Brother, revenge it, and let these their heads
Preach upon poles, for trespass of their tongues.
_War._ O, our