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Now tell me, madam, do you love your children?

King Edward
Now tell me, madam, do you love your children?
Lady Grey
Ay, full as dearly as I love myself.
King Edward
And would you not do much to do them good?
Lady Grey
To do them good I would sustain some harm.
King Edward
Then get your husband's lands to do them good.Anadiplosis & Epistrophe

Lady Grey
Therefore I came unto your Majesty.
King Edward
I'll tell you how these lands are to be got.
Lady Grey
So shall you bind me to your Highness' service.
King Edward
What service wilt thou do me if I give them?Anadiplosis

Lady Grey
What you command that rests in me to do.
King Edward
But you will take exceptions to my boon.
Lady Grey
No, gracious lord, except I cannot do it.Antanaclasis

King Edward
Ay, but thou canst do what I mean to ask.
Lady Grey
Why, then, I will do what your Grace commands.Parallelism

Richard, aside to Clarence
He plies her hard, and much rain wears the marble.Metaphor
Clarence, aside to Richard
As red as fire!Simile Nay, then, her wax must meltMetaphor.
Lady Grey
Why stops my lord? Shall I not hear my task?
King Edward
An easy task; 'tis but to love a king.Anadiplosis

Lady Grey
That's soon performed because I am a subject.
King Edward
Why, then, thy husband's lands I freely give thee.
Lady Grey
I take my leave with many thousand thanks.Hyperbole
She curtsies and begins to exit.
Richard, aside to Clarence
The match is made; she seals it with a cursy.
King Edward
But stay thee; 'tis the fruits of love I mean.
Lady Grey
AlliterationThe fruits of love I mean, my loving liege.

King Edward
Ay, but, I fear me, in another sense.
What love, think'st thou, I sue so much to get?Alliteration
Lady Grey
My love till death, my humble thanks, my prayers,Anaphora
That love which virtue begs and virtue grants.Anaphora
King Edward
No, by my troth, I did not mean such love.
Lady Grey
Why, then, you mean not as I thought you did.
King Edward
But now you partly may perceive my mind.
Lady Grey
My mind will never grant what I perceive
Your Highness Antanaclasisaims at, if I aim aright.Anadiplosis

King Edward
To tell thee plain, I aim to lie with thee.
Lady Grey
To tell you plain, I had rather Antanaclasislie in prison.Anaphora

King Edward
Why, then, thou shalt not have thy husband's lands.
Lady Grey
Why, then, mine honesty shall be my dower,
For by that loss I will not purchase them.Anaphora

King Edward
Therein thou wrong'st thy children mightily.
Lady Grey
Herein your Highness wrongs both them and me.Anaphora

But, mighty lord, this merry inclination
Accords not with the sadness of my suit.Alliteration

Please you dismiss me either with ay or no.
King Edward
Ay, if thou wilt say —ay to my request;
No, if thou dost say —no to my demand.Parallelism & Antithesis

Lady Grey
Then no, my lord; my suit is at an end.
Richard, aside to Clarence
The widow likes him not; she knits her brows.
Clarence, aside to Richard
He is the bluntest wooer in Christendom.Hyperbole
King Edward, aside
Her looks doth argue her replete with modesty;
Her words doth show her wit incomparable;Parallelism & Alliteration

All her perfections challenge sovereignty.
One way or other, she is for a king,
And she shall be my love or else my queen.—
Say that King Edward take thee for his queen?
Lady Grey
‘Tis better said than done, my gracious lord.
AlliterationI am a subject fit to jest withal,
But far unfit to be a sovereign.Alliosis

King Edward
Sweet widow, by my state I swear to thee
I speak no more than what my soul intends,Alliteration

And that is, to enjoy thee for my love.
Lady Grey
And that is more than I will yield unto.Anaphora

I know I am too mean to be your queen
And yet too good to be your concubine.Alliosis & Antithesis

King Edward
You cavil, widow; I did mean my queen.
Lady Grey
‘Twill Alliterationgrieve your Grace my sons should call you
father.
King Edward
No more than when my daughters call thee mother.Parallelism

Thou art a widow and thou hast some children,
And, by God's mother, I, being but a bachelor,
Have other some. Why, 'tis a happy thing
To be the father unto many sons.
Answer no more, for thou shalt be my queen.