For their wrong, Ely, and thy haughty pride,
I help'd Earl John; but now I see thee low,
At thy distress my heart is full of woe.
QU. MO. Needs must I see Fitzwater's overthrow.
John, I affect him not, he loves not thee:
Remove him, John, lest thou removed be.
JOHN. Mother, let me alone; by one and one
I will not leave one that envies our good.
My Lord of Salisbury, give these honest colliers
For taking Ely each a hundred marks.
SAL. Come, fellows; go with me.
COL. Thank ye, [i'] faith. Farewell, monster.
[_Exeunt_ SALISBURY, _with_ COLLIERS.
JOHN. Sheriff of Kent, take Ely to your charge.
From shrieve to shrieve send him to Nottingham,
Where Warman, by our patent, is high shrieve.
There, as a traitor, let him be close-kept.
And to his trial we will follow straight.
ELY. A traitor, John?
JOHN. Do not expostulate:
You at your trial shall have time to prate.
[_Exeunt cum_ ELY.
FITZ. God, for thy pity, what a time is here!
JOHN. Right gracious mother, would yourself and Chester
Would but withdraw you for a little space,
While I confer with my good Lord Fitzwater?
QUEEN. My Lord of Chester, will you walk aside?
CHES.
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