Scene + 

I + 

Near the Tower of London. + 

Enter Kent. + 

Kent + 

Fair blows the wind for France: blow, gentle gale, + 

Till Edmund be arrived for England’s good! + 

Nature, yield to my country’s cause in this! + 

A brother? no, a butcher of thy friends! + 

Proud Edward, dost thou banish me thy presence? + 

But I’ll to France, and cheer the wronged queen, + 

And certify what Edward’s looseness is. + 

Unnatural king, to slaughter nobleman + 

And cherish flatterers! Mortimer, I stay + 

Thy sweet escape. Stand gracious, gloomy night, + 

To his device. + 

Enter the Younger Mortimer disguised. + 

Younger Mortimer + 

Holla! who walketh there? + 

Is’t you, my lord? + 

Kent + 

Mortimer, ’tis I. + 

But hath thy portion wrought so happily? + 

Younger Mortimer + 

It hath, my lord: the warders all asleep, + 

I thank them, gave me leave to pass in peace. + 

But hath your grace got shipping unto France? + 

Kent + 

Fear it not. + 

Exeunt. + 