Rich. Three glorious suns, each one a perfect sun;
Not separated with the clouds,
But sever'd in a pale clear-shining sky. 28
See, see! they join, embrace, and seem to kiss,
As if they vow'd some league inviolable:
Now are they but one lamp, one light, one sun.
In this the heaven some . 32
Edw. 'Tis wondrous strange, the like yet never heard of.
I think it us, brother, to the field;
That we, the sons of brave Plantagenet,
Each one already blazing by our , 36
Should notwithstanding join our lights together,
And over-shine the earth, as the world.
Whate'er it bodes, henceforward will I bear
Upon my target three fair-shining suns. 40
Rich. Nay, bear three daughters:
You love the breeder better than the male.
Enter one blowing.
But what art thou, whose heavy looks foretell
Some dreadful story hanging on thy tongue? 44
Mess. Ah! one that was a woeful looker-on,
When as the noble Duke of York was slain,
Your princely father, and my loving lord.
Edw. O! speak no more, for I have heard too much. 48
Rich. Say how he died, for I will hear it all.
Mess. Environed he was with many foes,
25 Cf. n.
27 racking: driving in soft masses
32 figures: foreshadows
event: future happening
34 cites: calls
36 meeds: mertis
38 this: this light, the sun
41 by your leave: without meaning offense