 | The Earl of Warwick |  |
SCENE I.
WARWICK (Speaking to an officer.)WARWICK.
'Tis well: I shall attend his highness' pleasure.
[Comes forward.]
Meet me i'th' council! Warwick might have claim'd
A private audience—After all my toils,
My perils in his service, 'tis a cold
Unkind reception: some base whisperer,
Some needy sycophant, perhaps, hath poison'd
My royal master's ear—or, do I judge
Too rashly? As my embassy concerns
The public welfare, he wou'd honour me
With public thanks.—Elizabeth will chide me
For this unkind delay—but honour calls,
And duty to my king: that task perform'd,
I haste, my love, to happiness and thee.
| The Earl of Warwick | |