205 Or else be banished from his highness' presence.
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an. For his repeal, madam! he comes not back,Unless the sea cast up his shipwrecked body. War. And to behold so sweet a sight as that,There's none here but would run his horse to death.210 Y. Mor. But, madam, would you have us call himhome?Queen. Ay, Mortimer; for till he be restored.The angry king hath banished me the court;And, therefore, as thou lov'st and tender'st me.Be thou my advocate unto these peers.215 F. Mor. What! would you have me plead forGaveston?E. Mor. Plead for him that will, I am resolved.Lan. And so am I, my lord! dissuade the queen.Q^een. Lancaster! let him dissuade the king,For 'tis against my will he should return.220 War. Then speak not for him, let the peasant go.Queen. 'Tis for myself I speak, and not for him.Pern. No speaking will prevail, and therefore cease.Y. Mor. Fair queen, forbear to angle for the fishWhich, being caught, strikes him that takes it dead;225 I mean that vile torpedo, Gaveston,
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