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Q. Mar. What say'st thou ! Did the duke of York York. If York have ill demean’d himself in say, he was rightful heir to the crowny

France, Peter. Tunt my master was ? No, forsooth: ing Then let nim be denay'd the regentstiip. master said, Thai he was; and that the king was an Som. If Somerset be unworthy of the place, usurper.

Let York be regent, I will yield to him." Suj. Who is there? (Enter Serrants.l-Take this War. Whether your grace be worthy, yea, or no, fellow in, and send for luis master with a pursui. Dispute not that ; York is the wortlrier. vant presently :- We'll hear more of your matter Car. Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak. before the king. (Exeunt Servants, with Peter. War. The cardinal's not my better in the field.

Q. Mar. And as for you, that love to be protected Buck. All in this presence are thy betters,
Under the wings of our protector's grace,

Warwick.
Begr your suits anew, and sue to him.

War. Warwick may live to be the best of all.

(Teurs the Petition. Sal. Peace, son ;-and shew some reason, Buck Away, base cullions * !-Suffolk, let them go.

ingham, All. Conie, let's be gone. (Ereunt Petitioners. Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this.

Q. Mar. My Jord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise, Q. Mar. Because the king, forsooth, will have Is this the fashiour in the court of England ?

it so. Is this the government of Britain's iste,

Glo. Madam, the king is old enough himself And this the royalty of Albion's king!

To give his censure+: these are no women's matters. What, shall king Henry be a pupii still,

& Mar. If he be old enough, what needs your Under the surly Gloster's governance ?

Brace
Am I a queen in title and in style,

To be protector of his excellence?
And must be made a subject to a duke?

Glo. Madam, I am protector of the realm ;
I tell thee, Poole, when in the city Tours

And, at his pleasure, will resign my place.
Thou rau'st a lilt in honour of my love,

Suf, Resign it then, and leave thine insolence.
And stolest away the ladies' hearts of France; Since thou wert king, (as who is king, but thou 1)
I thought, king Henry bad resembled thee, The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck:
In courage, courtship, and proportion:

The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas;
But all his mind is went to holiness,

And all ihe peers and nobles of the realm
To number Ave-Maries on his beads :

Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty.
His champions are the prophets, and apostles ; Car. The conumons hast thou rack'd; tlie clergy's
His weapons, holy saws 7 of sacred writ;

bags
His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves

Are lank and lean with thy extortions.
Are brazen images of cavonized saints,

Som. Thy sumptuous buildings, and thy wife's
I would, the college of cardinals

attire,
Would choose him pope, and carry him to Rome, Have cost a mass of public treasury.
And set the triple crown opon luis head;

Buck. Thy cruelty in execution,
That were a state fit for his holiness.

Upon offenders, haih exceeded law,
Suf. Madam, be patient: as I was cause

And let thee to the merey of the law,
Your highness came to England, so will I

Q. Mar. Thy sale of offices, and towns in France,
In England work your grace's full content. It they were known, as the suspect is great,--
Q. Mar. Beside the haught protector, have we would make thee quickly hop without thy head.
Beaufort,

[Exit Gloster --The Queen drops her Fan. The imperious churchman ; Somerset, Buckingham, Give me any lan: What, minion ! can you not? And grumbling York : and not the least of these,

(Gives the Duchess a box on the Ear. But can do more in England than the king.

I cry you mercy, madam! Was it you!
Suf. And he of these, that can do most of all, Duch. Was'ı I? Yea, I it was, proud French-
Cannot do inore in England than the Nevils :
Salisbury, and Warwick, are no simple peers.

Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
Q. Mar. Not all these lords do vex me lialf so

I'd set my ten commandments in your face to much,

K. Hen. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against hier will. As that proud dame the lord protector's wife,

Duch. Against her will l Good king, look to't in She sweeps it through the court with troops of

time; ladies,

She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby : More like an enpress, than duke Humphrey's Though in this place most master wear no breeches, wife;

She shall not strike dame Eleanor unrevenged. Strangers in court do take her for the queen :

(Exit Duchess. She bears a duke's revenues on her back,

Buck. Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, And in her heart she scorns her poverty :

And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: Shall I not live to be avenged on her ?

She's tickled now; her fume can need no spurs, Contemptuous base born caltat I as she is,

She'll gallop jast enough to her destruction. She vaunted 'mongst her minions l'other day,

[Exit Buckingham.
The very train of her worst wearing-gown
Was better worth than all my father's lands

Re-enter GLOSTER.
Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter.

Glo. Now, lords, my choler being over-blown,
Suf. Madam, niyself have Jimed a bush for With walking once about the quadrangle,
her;

I come to talk of commonwealth affairs.
And placed a quire of sach enticing birds,

As for your spiteful false objections,
That she will light to listen to the lays,

Prove them, and I lie open to the law :
And never mount to trouble you again.

But God in mercy so deal with my soul,
So, let her rest :-And, madam, list to me;

As I in duty love my king and country
For I am bold to counsel you in this.

But, to the matter that we have in hand :-
Although we fancy not the cardinal,

I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man Yet must we juin with him, and with the lords, To be your regent in the realm of France. Till we have brought duke Humphrey in disgrace.

Suf. Before we make election, give me leave
As for the duke of York,-this late complaint ý

To shew some reason, of no liule force,
Will make but little for his benefit :

That York is most unmeet of any man.
So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last,

York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, wby I am unmeet.
And you yourself shall steer the happy helm. First, for I cannot fatter thee in pride :

Next, if I be appointed for the place, Enter King HENRY, York, and SOMERSET, convers. My lord of Somerset will keep me here, ing with him; Duke and Duchess of GLOSTER, Tu France be won into the Dauphin's hands. Cardinal Beaufort, BUCKINGHAM, SalisbORY, Last time, I danced attendance on bis will, and WARWICK.

Till Paris was besieged, lamish'd, and Jost.
K. Hen. For my part, noble lords, I care not Wur. That I can winess; and a fouler fact
which;

Did never traitor in the land commit.
Or Somerset, or York, all's one to me.

• Denay is frequently used instead of deny
• Scoundrels. + Sayings. Drab, trull. among the old writers.
$1. e. The complaint of Peter the armourer's man + Censure here means simply judgment or opi-
against his master,

nion. 1 The marks of her fingers and thumbs.

woman:

Suf. Peace, head-strong Warwick!

That time best fits the work we have in hand. War. Image of pride, why shouid I hold say Madam, sit you and tear not; whom we raise, peace

We will make fast within a hallow'd verge.

(Here they perform the Ceremonies appertaining, Enter Servants of SUFFOLK, bringing in HORNER

and make the Circle ; Bolingbroke, or South and PETER.

well, reads, Conjuro te, &c.-It thunders Suf. Because here is a man accused of treasons and lightens terrivby; then the Spirit riseth. Pray God, the duke of York excuse himself!

Spir. Adsuin.
York. Doth any one accuse York for a traitor? Ń. Jourd. Asmath,
K. Hen. What mean'st thou, Suffolk ? Tell me By the eternal God', whose name and power
what are these ?

Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask ;
Suf. Please it your majesty, this is the man Fer, till thou speak, thou shait not pass from hence,
Thai doth accuse his master of high treason :

Spir. Ask what thou wilt:--That I had said and
His words were these ;-That Richard, duke of

done! York,

Boling. First of the king. What shall of him beWas rightful heir unto the English crown;

come!

(Reading out of a Paper. And that your majesty was an usurper.

Spir. The duke yet lives, that Henry shall de. K. Hen. Say, man, were these thy words't

pose ; Hor. An't shall please your majesty, I never

But him outlire, and die a violent death, said nor thought any such matter : God is my wit.

LAs the Spirit speaks, Southwell writes the ness, I am falsely accused by the villain.

Answer.
Pet. By these ten bones, iny lords, (Holding up Boling. What fatp aronits the duke of Suffolk ?
his Hands.) he did speak them to me in the garret Spir. By water shall he die, and take bis end.
one night, as we were scouring my lord of York's Boling. What shall befuil the duke of Somerset ?
armour.

Spir. Let him shen castles ;
York. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical, Sater shall he be upon the sandy plains,
I'll have thy head for this th; traitor's speech:

Than where castles mounted stand.
I do beseech your royal majesty,

Have done, for more I hardly can endure. Let him bave all the rigour of the law.

Boling. Descend to darkness, and the burning Hor. Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the

Jake : words. My accuser is iny pientice; and when I False fiend, avoid ! did correct him for his fault the other day, he did

(Thunder and Lightning.-Spirit descends. vow upon his knees he would be even with me: 1 have good witness of this; therefore, I beseech | Enter YORK and BUCKING HAM, hastily, with their your majesty, do not cast away an honest man for

Guards, and others. å villain's accusation. K. Hen. Uncle, what shall we say to this in law ?

York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and their Glo. This doom, my lord, if I may judge.

trash. Let Semerset be regent o'er the French,

Beldame, I think, we watch'd you at an inch. Because in York this breeds suspicion :

What, madam, are you there? The king and comAnd let these have a day appointed them

mon-weal For single combat, in convenient place;

Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains; For he hath witness of his servani's malice:

My lord proiector will, I doubt it nol, This is the law, and this duke Humphrey's doom.

See you well guerdon'd. for these good deserts. K. Hen. Then be it so. My lord of Somerset,

Duch. Not half so bad as thine to England's We make your grace lord regent o'er the French.

king, Som. I humbly thank your royal majesty.

Injurious duke; that threat'st where is no cause. Hor. And I accept the combat willingly.

Buck. True, madam, none at all. What call you

this? Pet. Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's

(Sheuing her the Pagers, sake, pity my case! the spite of man prevaileth Away with them; let them be clapp'd op close, against me. Ó, Lord have mercy upon me! I shall And kept asunder:-You, madam, shall with us :never be able to fight a blow : 'o Lord, my heart! Siatford, take her to thee.Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd.

(Erit Duchess from above. B. Hen. A way with them to prison : and the day We'll see your triukets here all forthcoming; Of combat shall be the last of the next month.

All-Away! (Exeunt Guards, with Southwell,
Come, Somerset, we'll see these sent away.

Bolingbreke, &c.
[Exeunt. York. Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd

her well : SCENE IV.-The same.- The Duke of Gloster's

A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon !

Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's writ.
Garden.
What have we here?

(Reads. Enter MARGBRY JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, But him outlive, and die a violent death.

The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose ; and BOLING BROKE.

Why this is just, Hume. Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell

Aio te, Æacida, Romanos vincere posse. you, expects performance of your promises.

Well, to the rest :
Boling. Masier Hume, we are therefore provided : Tell me, what fate awaits the duke of Suffolk ?
Will her ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms. i Bywater shali he die, and take his end.-
Hume. Ay'; what else ? Fear you not her cou-

What shall betide the duke of Somerset ? rage.

Let him shun castles : Boling. I have heard her reported to be a wo- Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains, man of an invincible spirit: but it shall be conve

Thun where castles mounted stand,
nient, master Hume, that you be by her aloft, Conie, come, my lords ;
while we be busy below; and so, I pray you, go These oracles are hardily attain'd,
in God's name, and leave us. (Exit Hume.) Mother And hardly understood.
Jourdain, be you prostrate, and grovel on the earth: The kirg is now in progress toward Saint Albans,
-John Southwell, read you; and let us to our work. With him the husband of this lovely lady:

Thither go these news, as fast as horse can carry
Enter DUCHESS, above-

them;
Duch. Well said, my master; and welcome all. A sorry breakfast for my lord protector.
To this geert; the sooner the better.

Buck. Your grace shall give me leave, my lord Boling. Patience, good lady; wizards know their

of York,
limes:

To be the past, in hope of his reward,
Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, York. At your pleasure, my good lord.Who's
The time of night, when Troy was set on fire;

within there, ho! The time when screech-owls cry, and ban-dogs

Enter a SERTANT. howl, And spirits walk, and ghosts break up their graves, Invite my lords of Salisbury, and Warwick,

To sap with me to-morrow night.-Away! By exorcise, Shakspeare invariably means to

(Exeunt. raise spirits, and not to lay them. • Matter or business, Village-dogs.

Rewarded.

lice;

Inhab. Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's ACT II.

shrine,

Within this half hour, bath received his sight; SCENE I.-Saint Albans.

A man, that ne'er saw in his line before.

K. Hen. Now, God be praised ! that to believing Enter King HENRY, Queen MARGARET, GLOSTER,

souls CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with Falconers hollaing. Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair ! Q. Mar. Believe me, lords, for flying at the

Enter the Mayor of ST. ALBANS, and his Brethren, brook I saw not better sport these seven years' day :

and Soupcox, borne between two Persons ina Chair; Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high ;

his Wire, and a great Multitude follouing. And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out.

Car. Here come the townsmen on procession,
ki Hen. But what a point, my lord, your falcop To present your highness with the man.
made,

K. Hen. Great is his comfort in this carly vale,
And what a pitch she flew above the rest! Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.
To see how God in all his creatures works!

Glo. Stand by, my masters, bring him near the
Yea, man and birds, are faint of climbing high.

king,
Suf. No marvel, an it like your majesty, His highness' pleasure is to lalk with him.
My lord protector's hawks do tower so well; K. Hen. Good lellow, tell us here the circum.
They know, their master loves to be aloft,

stance,
And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. That we for thee may glorify the Lord.

Glo. My lord, 'lis but a base ignoble mind What, hast thou been long blind, and now restored!
That mounts no higher than a bird can soar! Simp. Born blind, au't please your grace.
Car. I thought as much; he'd be above the clouds. Wife. Ay, indeed, was he.
Glo. Ay, my lord cardinal: How think you by Suf. What woman is this?
that!

Wife. His wife, an't like your worship.
Were it not good, your grace could fly to heaven Gló. Hadst thon been his mother, thou couldst
K. Hen. The treasury of everlasting joy!

have better told.
Car. Thy heaven is on earth ; thine eyes and K. Hen. Where wert thou born !
thoughts

Simp. At Berwick in the north, an't like your
Beat on a crown t, the treasure of thy heart;

Grace.
Pernicious protector, dangerous peer,

K. Hen. Poor soul! God's goodness hath been
That smooth'st it so with king and commonweal !

great to thee:
Glo. What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass,
peremptory 1

But still remember what the Lord hath done.
Tantæne animis calestibus tra!

Q. Mar. Tell me, good fellow, canest thou here Churchnen so hot? Good uncle, hide such nia

by chance,

Or of devotion, to this holy shrine !
With such holiness can you do it?

Simp: God knows, of pure devotion; being call'd
Suf. No malice, Sir, no more than well becomes A hundred times, and oftener, in my sleep
So good a quarrei, and so bad a peer.

By good Saint Alban ; who said, -Simpcox, come;
Glo. As who, my lord !

Come, offer at my shrine, und I will help thee. Suf. Why, as you, my lord ;

Wije. Most true, forsooth ; and many time and
An't like your lordly lord-protectorship.

oft
Glo. Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence. Myself have heard a voice to call him so
Q. Mar. And thy ambition, Gloster.

Car. What, art thou lame?
Å. Hen. I pr'ythee, peace,

Simp. Ay, God Almighty help me !
Good queen; and whet not on these furious peers, Suf. How caniest thou so I
For blessed are the peace-makers on earth.

Simp. A fall off of a tree.
Car. Let me be blessed for the peace I make, Wije. A pluni-tree, master.
Against this proud protector, with my sword ! Gló. How long hasi thou been blind I
Glo. 'Faith, holy uncle, 'would 'were come to Simp. 0, born so, master.
that!

[Aside to the Cardinal. Glo. What, and wouldst climb a tree!
Car. Marry, when thou darest.

(Aside. Simp. But that in all my life, when I was a youth. Glo. Make up no factious numbers for the maller, Wije. Too true; and bought his climbing very In thine own person answer thy abuse. (Aside.

dear. Car. Ay, where thou darest not peep: an if thou Glo. 'Mass, thou lovedst plums well, that woulds! darest,

venture so. This evening, on the east side of the grove. (A side. Simp. Alas, good master, my wife desired scme K. Hen. How now, my lords?

damsons, Car. Believe me, cousin Gloster,

And made me climb, with danger of my life. Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly. Glo. A subtle knave! But yet it shall not serve.We had had more sport.-Comne with thy lwo-hand Let me see thine eyes :-Wink now ;-Uow open sword. (Aside to Gloster.

them :Glo. True uncle.

In my opinion, yet thou see'st not well. Car. Are you advised !—The east side of the Simp. Yes, master, clear as day ; I thank God. grove?

and Saint Alban. Glo. Cardinal, I am with you.

(Aside. Gló. Say'st thou me so? What colour is this cloak K. Hen. Why, how now, uncle Gloster!

ot? Glo. Talking of hawking ; nothing else, my lord. Simp. Red, master ; red as blood. Now, by God's mother, priest, I'll shave your crown Glo: Why, that's well said ; what colour is my for this,

gown of! Or all my fence g shall fail.

(Aside. Simp. Black, forsooth; coal black, as jet. Car. Medice teipsum;

Aside.

K. Hen. Why then, thou know'st what colour jet Protector, see to't well, protect yourself.}

is of? K. Hen. The winds grow high; so do your sto- Suf. And yet, I think, jet did he never see. machs, lords.

Glo. But cloaks, and gowns, before this day, a How irksome is this music to my heart!

many.
When such strings jar, what hope of harmony? Wife. Never, before this day, in all his life.
I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife. Glo. Tell me, sirrah, what's my name?

Simp. Alas, master, 'I know not.
Enter an INHABITANT of Saint Albans, crying, A Glo. What's his name?
Miracle.

Simp. I know not.
Glo. What means this noise ?

Glo. Nor his ?
Pellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim :

Simp. No, indeed, master.
Inhab. A miracle! A miracle !

Glo. What's thine own name?
Suf. Come to the king, and tell him what mi. Simp. Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, master.
racle.

Glo. Then Saunder, sit thou there, the lyingest

knave • The falconer's lerin for hawking at water-fowl. In Christendom. Ii thou hadst been born blind, + Fund. 1 Thy mind is working on a crown. Thou might'st as well have known our pames, as Fence is the art of detence.

To name the several colours we do wear.

And call these foul offenders to their answers; Sight may distinguish of colours; but suddenly And poise • the cause in justice equal scales, To nominate them all's impossible..

Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause preMy lords, Saint Alban here hath done a miracle ;

vails.

(Flourish. Exeunt.
And would ye not think that cunning to be great,
That could restore this cripple to his legs 1

SCENE 11.- London.-The Duke of York's Garden.
Simp. O, master, that you could !
Glo. My masters of Saint Albans, have you not

Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and WARWICK. beaules in your town, and things call'd whips ? York. Now, my good lords of Salisbury and Mey. Yes, my lord, if it please your grace.

Warwick,
Glo. Then send for one presently,

Our simple supper ended, give me leave,
May. Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight. In this close walk, to satisfy myself,

(Exit an Attendant. In craving your opinion of my title,
Glo. Now fetch me a stool hiiner by and by. ( Which is infallible, lo England's crown.
Stoot brought out.) Now, sirrah, if you mean to Sal. My lord, I long to hear it at full.
save yourself froin whipping, leap me over this War. Sweet York, begin ; and if thy claim be
stool, and run away.

good, Simgs. Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone : The Nevils are thy subjects to command. You go about to torture me in vain.

York. Then thus:

Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons:
Re-enter Attendant, with the BEADLE. The first, Edward the Black Prince, prince of
Glo. Well, Sir, we must have you find your legs.

Wales;
Sirrah beadle, whip him till he leap over ihat saine The second, William of Hatfield ; and the third,
stool.

Lionei, duke of Clarence; next to whom, Bead. I will, my lord.—Come on sirrah ; off with Was John of Gauni, the duke of Lancaster; your doublet quickly.

The fifth, was Edmond Langley, duke of York ; Simp. Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not the sixth, was Thonjas of Woodstock, duke of able to stand.

Gloster;
(After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over William of Windsor, was the seventh, and last.

the Stool, und runs away; and the People job Edward, the Black Prince, died before his father,
low, and cry, A miracle !

And left behind him, Richard, his only son,
K. Hen. O Gud, see'st thou this, and bear'st so Who, atter Edward'une Third's death, reign'd as
long!

king:
Q. Mar. It made me laugh to see the villain run. Til Henry Boling broke, duke of Lancaster,
Glo. Follow the knave, and take this drab away. The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt,
Wife. Alas, Sir, we did it for pure need.

Crown'd by the nanie of Henry the Fourth,
Glo. let them be whipp'd through every market Seized on ihe realm ; de posed the rightful king;
town, till they come to Berwick,whence they came. Sent luis poor queen to France, from whence she
(Exeunt Mayor, Beadle, Wife, &c.

came,
Car. Duke Humphrey has done a miracle io-day. And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know,
Suf. True ; made the lame to leap, and fly away, Harmless Richard 'was murder'd tailorously.
Glo. But you have done more miracles than 1; War. Father, the duke hath told the truth;
You made, in a day, my lord, whole towns to tiy. Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown,

York. Which now they hold by force, and not
Enter BUCKINGHAM.

by right;
K. Hen. What tidings with our cousin Bucking- Por Richard, the first son's heir, being dead,
ham.

The issue or the next son should have reign'd.
Buck. Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold. Sal. But William of Hatfield died without an heir.
A sort of naughty persons lewdly + bent,-

York. The third son, duke of Clarence, (trom Under the countenance and confederacy

whose line Of lady Eleanor, the prolector's wife,

I claim the crown.) had issue--Philippe, a daughter; The ringleader and head of all this rout,

Who married Edmund Mortimer, earl of March, Have practised dangerously against your state, Edmund had issie-Roger, eas i of March : Dealing with witches, and with conjarers;

Roger had issue-Edmund, Anne, and Eleanor. Whom we have apprehended in the fact;

Sal. This Edmund, in the reipa of Boling broke,
Raising up wicked spirits from under ground, As I have read, laid claim into the crown;
Demanding of king Henry's life and death,

And, but fur Owen Glendower, had been king, .,
And other of your highness' privy council, Whú kept him in captivity, ull he died.
As more at large your grace shall understand. But, to the rest.

Car. And so, ny lord protector, by this means York. His elder sister, Anne,
Your lady is forthcoming # yet at London.

My mother being heir unto the crown,
This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge ; Married Richard, earl of Cambridge ; who was son
'Tis like my lord, you will not keep your hour. To Edmund Langley, Edward the third's fifth son,

(A side to Gloster. By her I claim the kingdom : she was heir
Glo. Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my To Roger, earl of March ; who was the son
heart'

Of Edmund Mortimer; whu married Philippe,
Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers : Sole daughter unto Lionel, duke of Clarence :
And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee,

So, if the issue of the elder son
Or to the ineanest groum.

Succeed before the younger, I am king.
K. Hen. O God, what mischiefs work the wicked War. What plain proceedings are more plain
ones:

than this?
Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby ! Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt,
Q. Mar. Gloster, see here, the tainture of thy The fourth son ; York claims it from the third.
nest;

Tui Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign :
And, look, thyself be faultless, thou wert best, It fails not yet ; but flourishes in thee,

Glo. Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal, And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock.
How I have loved my king and commonweal: Then, father Salisbury, kneel we both together;
And, for my wife, I know not how it stands ; And, in this private plott, be we the first,
Sorry I am to hear what I have heard :

That shall salute our righiful sovereign
Noble she is ; but, if she have forgot

With honour of his birthright to the crown.
Honour, and virtue, and conversed with sach Both. Long live our sovereign Richard, Eng.
As, like to pitch, defile nobility,

land's king!
I banish her my bed, and company;

York. We thank you, lords. But I am not your And give her, as a prey, to law and shame,

king
That hath dishonour'd Gloster's honest wame. Till I be crown'd; and that my sword be stain'd
K. llen. Well, for this night, we will repuse us with heart-blood of the house ot' Lancaster :
here :

And that's not suddenly to be perform'd :
Timorrow, toward London, back again,

But with advice, and silent secrecy.
To look into this bulspress thoroughly,

Do you, as I do, in these dangerous days,

Wink at the duke of Suffolk's insolence, • A company.

Wickedly. 11. e. Your lady is in custody.

• Weigh.

Sequestered spot.

my death.

At Beaufort's pride, at Somerset's ambition,

York. I never saw a fellow worse bested,
At Buckingham, and all the crew of them, Or more afraid to fight, than is the appellant,
Till they have snared the shepherd of the fock, The servant of this asmuourer, my lords
That virtuous prince, the good duke Humphrey :
'Tis that they seek ; and they, in seeking that,

Enter, on one side, HORNAR, and his NEICA BOURS,
Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy.

drinking to him so much that he is drunk; and he Sal. My lord, break we off ; we know your mind

enters bearing his Staff with a Smd-bag fastened at full.

to it, 4 Drum before him: at the other side, War. My heart assures me, that the earl of War- PETER, with a Drum and a similar Staj ; accomwick

panied by PRENTICES, drinking to him.
Shall one day make the duke of York a king.
York. And, Nevil, this I do assure myself

I Neigh. Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you
Richard shall live to make the earl of Warwiok

in a cap of sack; and fear not, neighbour, you

shall do well enough. The greatest man in England, hut the king.

[Exeunt. charneco +.

2 Neigh. And here, neighbour, here's a cup of

3 Neigh. And here's a pot of good double beer, SCENE III.--The same.--A Hall of Frestice. neighbour : drink, and fear not your man.

Hor. Let it come, i' faith, and I'll pledge you all;
Trumpets sounded.-Enter King HENRY, Queen and a fig for Peter!

MARGARET, GLOSTER, YORK, SUFFOLK, and Sa- I Pren. Here, Peter. I drink to thee ; and be not
LISBURY;' the Duchess of GLOSTER, MARGERY afraid.
JOURDAIN, SOUTHWELL, HUME, and BOLING, 2 Pren. Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy mas-
BROKÉ, under guard.

ter: fight for credit of the prentices.
K. Hen. Stand forth, dame Eleanor Cobham, pray you; for,' I think, I have taken my last

Pet. I thank you all : drink, and pray for me, I
Gloster's wife :
In sight of God, and us, your guilt is great;

draught in this world.- Here, Robin, an if l'die, I Receive the sentence of the law, for sins

give thee my apron; and, Will, thou shalt have my Such as by God's book are adjudged to death.

hammer :- And here, Tom, take all the money that You four, from hence to prison back again;

I have.-0 Lord, bless me, I pray God! for I am (To Jourd. &c. so much fence already.

never able to deal with my master, he hath learut From thence, unto the place of execution : The witch in Smithfield shall be buru'd to ashes,

Sal. Come, leave your drinking, and fall to And you three shall be strangled on the gallows.

blows.-Sirrah, what's thy name? You, madam, for you are more nubly born,

Pet. Peter, forsooth.

Sal. Peter! what more?

(75 the Duchess.
Despoiled of your honour in your life,

Pet. Thump:
Shall, after three days' open penance done,

Sal. Thunip! then set thou thump thy master

well.
Live in your country here, in banishment,
With Sir John Stanley, in the isle of Man.

Hor. Masters, l-am come hither, as it were, upon
Duch. Welcome is banishment, welcome were

my man's instigation, to prove him a knave, and

myself an honest man: and touching the duke of Glo. Eleanor, the law, thou see'st, hath judged

York,-will take my death, I never meant him any thee;

iH, nor the king; ivor the queen ; and therefore, I cannot justify whom the law condemns.

Peter, have at thee with a downright blow, as (Ereunt the Duchess, and the other Prisoners,

Bevis of Southampton fell upon Ascapart.

York. Despatch :-This knave's tongue begins to guarded. Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief.

double. Al, Humphrey, this dishonour in thine age

Sound trumpets, alarum to the combatants. Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground !

(Alaium.-They fight, and Peter strikes I beseeeh your majesty, give me leave to go ;

down his Master. Sorrow would solace, and mine age would ease •

hor. Hold, Peter, hold! I confess, I confess

treason. K. Hen. Stay, Humphrey duke of Gloster : ere

(Dies

York. Take away his weapon :-Fellow, thank Give up thy staff; Henry will to himself

God, and the good wine in thy master's way. Protector be: and God shall be my hope,

Pet. O God! have I overcome mine enemies in My stay, my guide, and lantern to my feet;

this presence? O Peter, thou hast prevail'd in And go in peace, Humphrey; no less beloved,

right! Than when thou wert protector to thy king.

K. Hen. Go, take hence that traitor from our Q. Mar. I see no reason, why a king of years

siglit; Should be to be protected like a child.

For, by his death, we do perceive his guilt to God and king Henry govern England's helm :

And God, in justice, hath reveal'd to us

The truth and innocence of this poor fellow,
Give up your staff, Sir, and the king his realm.
Glo. My staff!--Here, noble Henry, is my staff:

Which he had thought to have murder'd wrong.
As willingly do I the same resign,

fally.-
As e'er thy father enry made it mine :

Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward. (Ezéuni.
And even as willingly at thy feet I leave it,
As others would ambitiously receive it.

SCENE IY.-The same.- A Street.
Farewell, good king: when I am dead and gone,
May hononrable peace attend thy throne! (Exit. Enter Gloster and SERVANTS, in mourning Cloaks.
Q. Mar. Why, now is Henry king, and Margaret Glo. Thus, sometimes, hath the brightest day a
queen;

cloud;
And Humphrey, duke of Gloster, scarce himself, And, after summer, evermore succeeds
That bears so shrewd a maim; two pulls at once, Barren winter, with his wrathfül nipping cold:
His lady banish'd, and a limb lopp'd off ;

So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet 5.-
This staff of honour raught+:-There let it stand, Sirs, what's o'clock 1
Where it best fits to be, in Henry's hand.

Serv. Ten, my lord.
Suf. Thus droops this lofty pine, and hangs his Gl. Ten is the hour that was appointed me,
sprays;

To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess : Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her youngest days. Uneath || may she endure the flinty streets,

York. Lords, let him go.- Please it your majesty, To tread them with her tender-feeling feet.
This is the day appointed for the combat ;

Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind abrook
And ready are the appellant and defendant, The abject people, gazing on thy face,
The armourer and his man, to enter the lists, With envious looks still laughing at thy shame;
So please your highness to behold the tight. That erst did follow thy proud chariot wheels,

Q. Mar. Ay, good my lord; for purposely therefore When thou didst ride in iriumph through the streets.
Leit I the court, to see this quarrel tried.

But, soft! I think, she comes; and I'll prepare
K. Hen. O' God's name, see the lists and all things My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries.
Hert let them end it, and God defend the right! • In a worse plight. + A sort of sweet wine.

The death of the vanquished person was al. t. e. Sorrow requires solace, and age requires ways regarded as certain evidence of his guilt.

+Reached.
Change. Not easily.

Malicious.

thou go,

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