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My Lord Ambassador, These Letters are for you. Sent from your Brother Marquess Montague. These from our King, unto your Majesty. And Madam, these for you: From whom, I know not. My Sovereign Liege, no Letters, & few words, But such, as I (without your special pardon) Dare not relate. These were her words, uttered with mild disdain: Tell him, in hope he'll prove a Widower shortly, I'll wear the Willow Garland for his sake. Tell him (quoth she) My mourning Weeds are done, And I am ready to put Armour on. He, more incensed against your Majesty, Then all the rest, discharged me with these words: Tell him from me, that he hath done me wrong, And therefore I'll uncrown him, er't be long. I, gracious Sovereign, They are so linked in friendship, That young Prince Edward marries Warwick's Daughter. At my depart, these were his very words: Go tell false Edward, the supposed King, That Lewis of France is sending over Maskers, To revel it with him, and his new Bride. That Edward is escaped from your Brother, And fled (as he hears since) to Burgundy. He was conveyed by Richard, Duke of Gloucester, And the Lord Hastings, who attended him In secret ambush, on the Forest side, And from the Bishops Huntsmen rescued him: For Hunting was his daily Exercise.