War. See, how the blood is fettled in his face. But fee, his face is black and full of blood; Suf. Why, Warwick, who fhould do the Duke to death? Myfelf and Beauford had him in protection; War. But both of you have vow'd Duke Humphry's death, And you, forfooth, had the good Duke to keep. 8 Oft have I feen a timely parted ghost, Of afby femblance, meager, pale, and bloodless. All that is true of the body of a dead man is here faid by Warwick of the foul. I would read, Oft have I feen a timely-parted coarfe, But of two common words how or why was one changed for the other? I believe the tranfcriber thought that the epithet, timely parted could not be used of the body, but that, as in Hamlet there is mention of peace-parted fouls, fe here timely-parted muft have the fame fubftantive. He removed one imaginary difficulty and made many real. If the foul is parted from the body, the body is likewise parted from the foul. I cannot but ftop a moment to obferve that this horrible defeription is fearcely the work of any pen but Shakespeare's.. "Tis like, you would not feaft him like a friend; And 'tis well feen, he found an enemy. Q. Mar. Then you, belike, fufpect these Noblemen, As guilty of Duke Humphry's timeless death. War. Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh, And fees faft by a butcher with an ax, But will fufpect, 'twas he that made the flaughter? Q. Mar. Are you the butcher, Suffolk? where's your knife? Is Beauford term'd a kite? where are his talons? War. What dares not Warwick, if false Suffolk dare him? Q. Mar. He dares not calm his contumelious spirit, Nor cease to be an arrogant controller, Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times. Suf. Blunt-witted Lord, ignoble in demeanour, War. But that the guilt of murder buckler's thee, F I would, I would, falfe murd'rous Coward, on thy knee Suf. Thou shalt be waking, while I fhed thy blood, If from this prefence thou dar❜ft go with me. War. Away ev'n now, or I will drag thee hence; Unworthy though thou art, I'll cope with thee; And do fome fervice to Duke Humphry's ghoft. [Exeunt. K. Henry. What ftronger breaft-plate than a heart untainted? Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his quarrel juft; Q. Mar. What noise is this? [A noife within. Enter Suffolk and Warwick, with their weapons drawn. K. Henry. Why, how now, Lords? your wrathful weapons drawn Here in our prefence! dare you be fo bold? Why, what tumultuous clamour have we here? Noife of a crowd within. Enter Salisbury. Sel. Sirs, ftand apart; the King fhall know your mind. -Dread Lord, the Commons fend you word by me, Unkets Lord Suffolk ftrait be done to death, Сг Or banished fair England's territories; They will by violence tear him from your Palace, As being thought to contradict your liking, Commons within. An anfwer from the King, my Suf. 'Tis like, the Commons, rude unpolish'd hinds, Could send fuch meffage to their Sovereign; But you, my Lord, were glad to be employ'd, To fhew how queint an orator you are. But all the honour Salisbury hath won, Is, that he was the Lord Ambassador Sent from a fort of tinkers to the King. Within. An answer from the King, or we will all break in. A fort, is a company. K. Heny. K. Henry. Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me, He fhall not breathe infection in this air Q. Mar. Oh Henry let me plead for gentle Suffolk. -If after three days space thou here be'st found, The world shall not be ransom for thy life. -Come Warwick; come, good Warwick; go with me; I have great matters to impart to thee. [Exeunt K. Henry, Warwick, &c. SCENE VIII. Manent Suffolk, and Queen. Q. Mar. Mifchance and Sorrow go along with you! Heart's Difcontent and four Affliction Be play-fellows to keep you company! There's two of you, the devil make a third, And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave. Q. Mar. Fy, coward woman, and foft-hearted. wretch, Haft thou not fpirit to curfe thine enemy? Suf. A plague upon them! Wherefore fhould I curfe them? Would |