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QUEEN ELIZABETH

270How canst thou woo her?

QUEEN ELIZABETH

How would you woo her?

RICHARD

     That would I learn of you,
As one being best acquainted with her humor.

RICHARD

That’s what I want to find out from you, who knows her best.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

And wilt thou learn of me?

QUEEN ELIZABETH

And will you learn from me?

RICHARD

Madam, with all my heart.

RICHARD

Madam, with all my heart.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers,
275A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engrave
“Edward” and “York.” Then haply she will weep.
Therefore present to her—as sometime Margaret
Did to thy father, steeped in Rutland’s blood—
A handkerchief, which say to her did drain
280The purple sap from her sweet brother’s body,
And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal.
If this inducement move her not to love,
Send her a letter of thy noble deeds;
Tell her thou mad’st away her uncle Clarence,
285Her uncle Rivers, ay, and for her sake
Mad’st quick conveyance with her good aunt Anne.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Okay, then. Do this: send her a pair of bleeding hearts. Make clear they come from the man who killed her brothers. Write “Edward” and “York” on them. That will get her to weep. Then present her with a handkerchief, like the one Margaret gave your father, which was steeped in his son Rutland’s blood. Tell her this handkerchief sopped up the blood of her sweet brother’s body and urge her to dry her weeping eyes with it. If this encouragement doesn’t move her to love you, send her a description of your other noble deeds. Tell her how you secretly dispensed with her uncle Clarence, her uncle Rivers, and, for her sake, her good aunt Anne.

RICHARD

You mock me, madam. This is not the way
To win your daughter.

RICHARD

Come, come, you’re making fun of me. This is not the way to win your daughter.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

     There is no other way,
Unless thou couldst put on some other shape
290And not be Richard, that hath done all this.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

There isn’t any other way, unless you took on another form and became someone else.

RICHARD

Say that I did all this for love of her.

RICHARD

But suppose I did all the things you named out of love for her.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee,
Having bought love with such a bloody spoil.

QUEEN ELIZABETH

Then she has no choice but to hate you, as you purchased her love with murder.