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Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless. Saw you the weird sisters? Nor when thy warlike father, like a child, Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come? Father'd he is, and yet he's fatherless. Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come? Who is't that calls? is it my lady mother? Would you like to lose weight while you sleep! No son of mine succeeding. If't be so, He has kill'd me, mother: No, no; by God's good grace, his son shall reign. For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: To show yourself your father's son in deed O heaven!--O wife, look how our daughter bleeds! 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother, Woe to that land that's govern'd by a child! A care-craz'd mother to a many sons, From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd. But that thy brothers beat aside the point. Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers, Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,-- And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!--