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[Enter two CITIZENS, meeting.]

FIRST CITIZEN

Good morrow, neighbour: whither away so fast?

SECOND CITIZEN

I promise you, I scarcely know myself:

Hear you the news abroad?

FIRST CITIZEN

Yes,—that the king is dead.

SECOND CITIZEN

Ill news, by’r lady; seldom comes the better:

I fear, I fear ‘twill prove a giddy world.

[Enter third CITIZEN.]

THIRD CITIZEN

Neighbours, God speed!

FIRST CITIZEN

Give you good morrow, sir.

THIRD CITIZEN

Doth the news hold of good King Edward’s death?

SECOND CITIZEN

Ay, sir, it is too true; God help the while!

THIRD CITIZEN

Then, masters, look to see a troublous world.

FIRST CITIZEN

No, no; by God’s good grace, his son shall reign.

THIRD CITIZEN

Woe to that land that’s govern’d by a child!

SECOND CITIZEN

In him there is a hope of government,

Which, in his nonage, council under him,

And, in his full and ripen’d years, himself,

No doubt, shall then, and till then, govern well.

FIRST CITIZEN

So stood the state when Henry the Sixth

Was crown’d in Paris but at nine months old.

THIRD CITIZEN

Stood the state so? No, no, good friends, God wot;

For then this land was famously enrich’d

With politic grave counsel; then the king

Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace.

FIRST CITIZEN

Why, so hath this, both by his father and mother.

THIRD CITIZEN

Better it were they all came by his father,

Or by his father there were none at all;

For emulation who shall now be nearest

Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not.

O, full of danger is the Duke of Gloster!

And the queen’s sons and brothers haught and proud:

And were they to be rul’d, and not to rule,

This sickly land might solace as before.

FIRST CITIZEN

Come, come, we fear the worst; all will be well.

THIRD CITIZEN

When clouds are seen, wise men put on their cloaks;

When great leaves fall, then winter is at hand;

When the sun sets, who doth not look for night?

Untimely storms make men expect a dearth.

All may be well; but, if God sort it so,

‘Tis more than we deserve or I expect.

SECOND CITIZEN

Truly, the hearts of men are fun of fear:

You cannot reason almost with a man

That looks not heavily and fun of dread.

THIRD CITIZEN

Before the days of change, still is it so:

By a divine instinct men’s minds mistrust

Ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see

The water swell before a boisterous storm.

But leave it all to God.—Whither away?

SECOND CITIZEN

Marry, we were sent for to the justices.

THIRD CITIZEN

And so was I; I’ll bear you company.

[Exeunt.]