Why, this it is when men are rul'd by women (1.1.4)
Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy,
And leave the world for me to bustle in! (1.1.16)
O God, which this blood mad'st, revenge his death!
O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death!
Either, heav'n, with lightning strike the murd'rer dead;
Or, earth, gape open wide and eat him quick,
As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood,
Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered. (1.2.20)