Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come

Prince Edward
Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come,
Where shall we sojourn till our coronation?
Richard
Where it seems best unto your royal self.
If I may counsel you, some day or two
Your Highness shall repose you at the Tower;
Then where you please and shall be thought most fit
For your best health and recreation.

So wise so young, they say, do never live long.

Prince Edward
I do not like the Tower, of any place.—
Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord?
Buckingham
He did, my gracious lord, begin that place,
Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edified.
Prince Edward
Is it upon record, or else reported
Successively from age to age, he built it?
Buckingham
Upon record, my gracious lord.
Prince Edward
But say, my lord, it were not registered,
Methinks the truth should live from age to age,
As ’twere retailed to all posterity,
Even to the general all-ending day.
Richard, aside
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
Prince Edward
What say you, uncle?
Richard
I say, without characters fame lives long.
Aside.  Thus, like the formal Vice, Iniquity,
I moralize two meanings in one word.
Prince Edward
That Julius Caesar was a famous man.
With what his valor did enrich his wit,
His wit set down to make his valor live.
Death makes no conquest of this conqueror,
For now he lives in fame, though not in life.
I’ll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham—
Buckingham
What, my gracious lord?
Prince Edward
An if I live until I be a man,
I’ll win our ancient right in France again
Or die a soldier, as I lived a king.
Richard, aside
Short summers lightly have a forward spring.