Note 372:B — Chapter X
Reading edition
The lines which seem to imply the future intentions of the poet, are these:—
"Glo. Clarence, beware: thou keep'st me from the light; But I will sort a pitchy day for thee: For I will buz abroad such prophecies, That Edward shall be fearful of his life; And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death. King Henry, and the prince his son, are gone: Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest."
Henry VI. Pt. III. act v. sc. 6.
"Glo. I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid; For yet I am not look'd on in the world. This shoulder was ordain'd so thick, to heave; And heave it shall some weight, or break my back:— Work thou the way,—and thou shall execute."
Ibid. act v. sc. 7.