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Suf. Thy wife too? that is some wrong, in: She vaunted 'mongst her minions t'other day, deed.- What's yours?-What's here! [Reads.] The very train of her worst wearing gown Against the duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the Was better worth than all my father's lands, commons of Melford.How now, sir knave? Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daugh2 Pet. Alas, Sir, I am but a poor petitioner

ter. of our whole township:

Suf. Madam, myself have lim'd a bush for Peter. [Presenting his petition.) Against my

her; master, Thomas Horner, for saying, That the And plac'd a quire of such enticing birds, duke of York was rightful heir to the crown.

That she will light to listen to the lays, Q. Mar. What say'st thou? Did the duke of And never mount to trouble you again. York say, he was rightful heir to the crown? So, let her rest: And, madam, list to me;

Peter. That my master was? No, forsooth: For I am bold to counsel you in this. my master said, That he was; and that the Although we fancy not the cardinal, king was an usurper.

Yet must we join with bim, and with the lords, Suf. Who is there? (Enter Serrants.]-Take Till we have brought duke Humphrey in disthis fellow in, and send for his master with a

grace. pursuivant presently :-we'll hear more of your As for the duke of York,—this late complaint* matter before the king.

Will make but little for his benefit: [Exeunt Serrants, with Peter. So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last, Q. Mar. And as for you, that love to be pro- And you yourself shall steer the happy helm.

tected Under the wings of our protector's grace, Enter King HENRY, York, and SOMERSET, Begin your suits apew, and sue to him.

conrersing with him; Duke and Duchess of [Tears the Petition.

GLOSTER, Cardinal BEAUFORT, BUCKINGHAM, Away, base cullions!*-Suffolk, let them go. SALISBURY, and WARWICK. All. Come, let's be gone.

[Exeunt PetitionERS. K. Hen. For my part, noble lords, I care Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk, say, is this the

not which; guise,

Or Somerset, or York, all's one to me. Is this the fashion in the court of England?

York. If York have ill demean'd himself in Is this the government of Britain's isle,

France, And this the royalty of Albion's king?

Then let him be denay'd+ the regentship. What, shall king Henry be a pupil still,

Som. If Somerset be unworthy of the place, Under the surly Gloster's governance?

Let York be regent, I will yield to him. Am I a queen in title and in style,

War. Whether your grace be worthy, yea, And must be made a subject to a duke?

or no, I tell thee, Poole, when in the city Tours Dispute not that: York is the worthier. Thou ran'st a tilt'in honour of my love,

Cur. Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters And stol'st away the ladies' hearts of France;

speak. I thought king Henry had resembled thee,

War. The cardinal's not my better in the In courage, courtship, and proportion:

field. But all his mind is bent to holiness,

Buck. All in this presence are thy betters, To number Are-Maries on his beads:

Warwick. His champions are—the prophets and apostles;

War. Warwick may live to be the best of His weapons, holy sawst of sacred writ;

all. His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves

Sal. Peace, son ;- and show some reason, Are brazen images of canoniz'd saints.

Buckingham,
I would, the college of cardinals [Rone, Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this.
Would choose him pope, and carry him to

Q. Mar. Because the king, forsooth, will And set the triple crown upon his head;

have it so. That were a state fit for his holiness.

Glo. Madam, the king is old enough himself Suf. Madam, be patient: as I was cause To give his censure: these are no women's Your highness came to England, so will

matters. In England work your grace's full content. Q. Mar. If he be old enough, what needs Q. Mur. Beside the haught protector, have

your grace we Beaufort,

To be protector of his excellence? The imperious churchman; Somerset, Buck- Glo. Madam, I am protector of the realm ; ingham,

(these, And, at his pleasure, will resign my place. And grumbling York: and not the least of Suf. Resign it then, and leave thine insoBut can do more in England than the king.

lence,

(thou? Suf. And he of these, that can do most of Since thou wert king, (as who is king, but all,

The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck: Cannot do more in England than the Nevils : The Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas; Salisbury, and Warwick, are no simple peers. And all the peers and nobles of the realm Q. Mar. Not all these lords do vex me half Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty. so much,

Cur. The commons hast thou rack'd; the As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. clergy's bags She sweeps it through the court with troops of Are bank and lean with thy extortions. ladies,

(wife; Som. Thy sumptuous buildings, and thy More like an empress than duke Humphrey's

wife's attire, Strangers in court do take her for the queen:

Have cost a mass of public treasury.
She bears a duke's revenues on her back, Buck. Thy cruelty in execution,
And in her heart she scorns her poverty:
Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her ?

* I. e. The complaint of Peter the armourer's mar Contemptuous base-born callat as she is,

against his master.

+ Denay is frequently used instead of deny among the

old writers * Scoundreis. + Sayings. * Drab, trun

Censure here means simply judgement or opinion.

woman:

Jpon offenders, hath exceeded law,

said nor thought any such matter: God is my And left thee to the mercy of the law.

witness, I am falsely accused by the villain. Q. Mar. Thy sale of offices, and towns in Pet. By these ten bones, my lords, (Holding France,

up his Hands.] he did speak them to me in the If they were known, as the suspect is great, garret one night, as we were scouring my lord Would make thec quickly hop without thy head. of York's armour.

[Exit Gloster. The Queen drops her Fan. York. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical, Give me my fan: What, minion! can you not? I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech :

[Gires the DUCHESS u bor on the Eur. I do beseech your royal majesty, I cry you mercy, madam; Was it you? Let him have all the rigour of the law. Duch. Was't I? yea, I it was, proud French- Hor. Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake

the words. My accuser is my prentice; and Could I come near your beauty with my nails, when I did correct him for his fault the other I'd set my ten commandments in your face.* day, he did vow upor his knees he would be K. Hen. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against even with me: I have good witness of this; her will.

therefore, I beseech your majesty, do not cast Duch. Against her will! Good king, look away an honest man for a villain's accusation. to't in time;

K. Hen. Uncle, what shall we say to this is She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby:

law ? Though in this place most master wear no Glo. This doom, my lord, if I may judge. breeches,

Let Somerset be regent o'er the French, She shall not strike dame Eleanor unreveng'a. Because in York this breeds suspicion:

[Exit Duchess. And let these have a day appointed them Buck. Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, For single combat in convenient place; And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: For he hath witness of his servant's maiice: She's tickled now; her fume can need no spurs, This is the law, and this duke Humphrey's She'll gallop fast enough to her destruction.

doom. [Exit BUCKINGHAM, K. Hen. Then be it so. My lord of Somerset, Re-enter Gloster.

We make your grace lord regent o'er the

French. Glo. Now, lords, my choler being over-blown, Som. I humbly thank your royal majesty. With walking once about the quadrangle, Hor. And I accept the combat willingly. I come to talk of commonwealth affairs.

Pet. Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God's As for your spiteful false objections,

sake, pity my case! the spite of man prevaileth Prove them, and I lie open to the law: against me. 0, Lord, have mercy upon me! I But God in mercy so deal with my soul, shall never be able to fight a blow: 0 Lord, my As I in duty love my king and country! heart! But, to the matter that we have in hand:- Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man

hang'd. To be your regent in the realm of France. K. Hen. Away with them to prison: and the Suf. Before we make election, give me leave

day To show some reason, of no little force, Ot combat shall be the last of the next month. That York is most unmeet of any man. Come, Somerset, we'll see thee sent away. York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am un

[Exeunt. meet. First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride:

SCENE IV.The sume.The duke of GlosNext, if I be appointed for the place,

Ter's Garden. My lord of Somerset will keep me here,

Enter MARGERY JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTH Without discharge, money, or furniture, Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands.

WELL, and BOLINGBROKE. Last time, I danc'd attendance on his will, Hume. Come, my masters; the duchess, I Till Paris was besieg'd, famish'd, and lost. tell you, expects performance of your promises.

War. That I can witness; and a fouler fact Boling. Master Hume, we are therefore proDid never traitor in the land commit.

vided: Will her ladyship behold and hear our Suf. Peace, head-strong Warwick!

exorcisms?* War. Image of pride, why should I hold my Hume. Ay; What else? fear you not her peace?

courage.

Boling. I have heard her reported to be a Enter Serrants of SUFFOLK, bringing in Horner woman of an invincible spirit: But it shall be and PETER.

convenient, master Hume, that you be by her Suf. Because here is a man accus'd of trea- alost, while we be busy below; and so, I pray

you, go in God's name, and leave us. [Exit Pray God, the duke of York excuse himself! HUME.] Mother Jourdain, be you prostrate, York. Doth any one accuse York for a trai- and grovel on the earth :-John Southwe!! tor?

read you; and let us to our work. K. Hen. What mean'st thou, Suffolk? tell me: What are these?

Enter Duchess, above. Suf. Please it your majesty, this is the man Duch. Well said, my masters; and welcome That doth accuse his master of high treason : all. To this geer;t the sooner the better. His words were these ;-that Richard, duke of Boling. Patience, good lady; wizards know York,

their times; Was rightful heir unto the English crown; Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, And that your majesty was an usurper. The time of night when Troy was set on fire;

K. Hen. Say, man, were these thy words? for. An't shall please your majesty, I never By exorcise Shakspeare invariably means to raise

spirits, and not to lay them,

† Matter or business. Te marks of her fingers and thumbs

son :

Suf. Thy wife too? that is some wrong, in: She vaunted ’moogst her minions t'other da, deed.- What's yours?-What's here! [Reads.] The very train of her worst wearing-gown Against the duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the Was better worth than all my father's lasu commons of Melford.—How now, sir koave? Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his dau -2 Pet. Alas, Sir, I am but a poor petitioner

ter, of our whole township:

Suf. Madam, myself have lim'd a bush Peter. [Presenting his petition.] Against my her; master, Thomas Horner, for saying, That the And plac'd a quire of such enticing birds, duke of York was rightful heir to the crown. That she will light to listen to the lays,

Q. Mar. What say'st thou? Did the duke of And never mount to trouble you again. York say, he was rightful heir to the crown? So, let her rest: And, madam, list to T

Peter. That my master was? No, forsooth: For I am bold to counsel you in this. my master said, 'That he was; and that the Although we fancy not the cardinal, king was an usurper.

Yet must we join with him, and with the Süf. Who is there? [Enter Serrants.]-Take Till we have brought duke Humphrey. this fellow in, and send for his master with a

grace. pursuivant presently :-we'll hear more of your As for the duke of York,--this late che; matter before the king.

Will make but little for his benefit: [Ereunt Serrants, with Peter. So, one by one, we'll weed them all Q. Mar. And as for you, that love to be pro- And you yourself shall steer the ha

tected Under the wings of our protector's grace, Enter King HENRY, YORK, and Begin your suits anew, and sue to him.

conrersing with him; Duke and

[Tears the Petition. Gloster, Cardinal BEAUFORT, I Away, base cullions!*_Suffolk, let them go. SALISBURY, and WARWICK. Ali. Come, let's be gone.

[E.reunt PetitioNERS. K. Hen. For my part, noble i Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk, say, is this the

not which; guise,

Or Somerset, or York, all's ons Is this the fashion in the court of England ?

York. If York have ill deme Is this the government of Britain's isle,

France, And this the royalty of Albion's king?

Then let him be denay'd+ the What, shall king Henry be a pupil still,

Som. If Somerset he unwo Under the surly Gloster's governance?

Let York be regent, I will y
Am I a queen in title and in style,

War. Whether your grac
And must be made a subject to a duke?
I tell thee, Poole, when in the city Tours Dispute not that: York is
Thou ran'st a tilt in honour of my love,

Car. Ambitious Warwi
And stol'st away the ladies' hearts of France;

speak. I thought king Henry had resembled thee,

War. The cardinal's ? In courage, courtship, and proportion:

field. But all his mind is bent to holiness,

Buck. All in this pre To number Are-Maries on his beads:

Warwick. His champions are—the prophets and apostles;

War. Warwick may His weapons, boly sawst of sacred writ;

all. His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves

Sal. Peace, son;Are brazen images of canoniz'd saints.

Buckinghar I would, the college of cardinals (Rome, Why Somerset sho Would choose him pope, and carry him to

Q. Mar. Becau And set the triple crown upon his head;

have it si That were a state fit for his holiness.

Glo. Madam, Suf. Madam, be patient: as I was cause

To give his ce Your highness came to England, so will I

matter In England work your grace's full content.

Q. Mar. If Q. Mur. Beside the haught protector, have

your we Beaufort,

To be prote The imperious churchman ; Somerset, Buck

Glo. Ma
ingham,

[these, And, at )
And grumbling York: and not the least of Suf. r
But can do more in England than the king
Suf. And he of these, that can do m

all,
Cannot do more in England than
Salisbury, and Warwick, are
Q. Mar. Not all these lord -

so much,
As that proud dame, the
She sweeps it the

or no,

More lik
Strange
She be
And ir
Shall
Contes

Spon offenders, hath exceeded is.

ke your worship. And left thee to the serca

in his mother, thou Q. Mar. Thy sale of a

Iter told.
France,-

"hou born? If they were known, as fases

the north, an't like - Woald make thee quiekhe [Esa GLOSTEE. Te

God's goodness hath to Gise be my fax: What

thee: Gimes the De

htunhallow'd pass,

hat the Lord hath done. good fellow, cam'st thou is holy shrine ?

of pure devotion; being sd oftener, in my sleep wan; who said, -Simpcor, urine, and I will help thee.

forsooth; and many time a voice to call him so. thou lame?

Almighty help me! st thou so?

of a tree. tree, master. hast thou been blind? so, master. d would'st climb a tree? t in all my life, when I was a rue; and bought his climbing car.

thou lov’dst plums well, that 'st venture so.

good master, my wife desir'd damsons, e climb, with danger of my life. Ibtle knave! but yet it sha not thine eyes :-wink now;--now open em: nion yet thou see'st not well. Yes, master, clear as day; I thank ad Saint Alban. Say'st thou me so? What colour is this

cloak of? p. Red, master; red as blood. lo. Why, that's well said: What colour is

my gown of? Simp. Black, forsooth; coal-black, as jet. K. Hen. Why then, thou know'st what col.

our jet is of? Suf. And yet, I think, jet did he never see.

Glo. But cloaks, and gowns, before this day, de

a many
Wife. Never, before this day, in all his life.
Glo. Tell me, sirrah, what's my name?
Simp. Alas, master, I know not.
Glo. What's his name?

Simp. I know not.
earthly Glo. Nor his?

Simp. No, indeed, master. tiplied. Glo: What's thine own name? g him near Simp. Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you,

master. with him. Glo. Then, Sauuder, sit thou there, the ly here the cir

ingest knave

In Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind the Lord. Thou might'st as well have known our na lind, and now re

as thus

To name the several colours we do y ease your grace. Sight may distinguish of colours; but ie.

To nominate them all's impossible.-
is?

My lords, Saint Alban here hath
It of defence

racle;

[graphic]

The time when screech-owls cry, and ban-1 Well, to the rest: dogs* howl,

Tell me what fute auuts the duke of Suffolk? And spirits walk, and ghosts break up their By water shall he die, and take his end. graves,

What shall betide thé duke of Somerset?
That time best fits the work we have in hand. Let him shun castles;
Madam, sit you, and fear not; whom we raise, Safer shall he be upon the sundy plains,
We will make fast within a hallow'd verge. Than where castles mounted stand.

Come, come, my lords ;
[Here they perform the Ceremonies appertaining, These oracles are hardily attain'd,
and make the Circle ; BOLINGBROKE, or

And hardly understood.

[Albans. SOUTHWELL, reads, Conjuro te, &c. It thun. The king is now in progress toward Saint ders and lightens terribly; then the Spirit

With him, the husband of this lovely lady: riseth.

Thither go these news, as fast as horse can Spir. Adsum.

carry them; M. Jourd. Asmath,

A sorry breakfast for my lord protector. By the eternal God, whose name and power Buck. Your grace shall give me leave, my Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask ;

lord of York, For, till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from To be the post, in hope of his reward. hence.

York. At your pleasure, my good lord.Spir. Ask what thou wilt:-That I had said Who's within there, ho! and done!

Enter a SERVANT. Boling. First, of the king. What shall of him

become? [Reading out of a Paper. Invite my lords of Salisbury, and Warwick, Spir. The duke yet lives, that Henry shall | To sup with me to-morrow night.-Away! depose;

[Exeunt. But him outlive, and die a violent death.

ACT II. [As the SPIRIT speaks, SOUTHWELL writes the answer.

SCENE I.-Saint Albans. Boling. What fate awaits the duke of Suffolk? Enter King Henry, Queen MARGARET, GlosSpir. By water shall he die, and take his

TER, CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with Falconers end.

hollaing. Boling. What shall befall the duke of Somerset?

Q. Mar. Believe me, lords, for flying at the Spir. Let him shun castles;

brook, * Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains

I saw not better sport these seven years' day: Than where castles mounted stand.

Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high; Have done, for more I hardly can endure.

And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out. Boling. Descend to darkness, and the burn

K. Hen. But what a point, my lord, your ing lake:

falcon made, False fiend, avoid!

And what a pitch she flew above the rest![Thunder and Lightning. Spirit descends. To see how God in his creatures works!

Yea, man and birds, are faint of climbing high. Enter York and BUCKINGHAM, hastily, with Suf. No marvel, an it like your majesty, their Guards, and others.

My lord protector's hawks do tower so well; York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and They know their master loves to be aloft, their trash.

[inch.

And bears his thoughts above his falcon's Beldame, I think, we watch'd you at an

pitch.

Glo. My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind What, madam, are you there? the king and

That mounts no higher than a bird can soar. commonweal Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains;

Car. I thought as much; he'd be above the

clouds. My lord protector will, I doubt it not, See you well guerdon’dt for these good deserts.

Glo. Ay, my lord cardinal; How think you Duch. Not half so bad as thine to England's Were it not good, your grace could 'fly to

by that? king,

heaven? Injurious duke; that threat'st where is no

K. Hen. The treasury of everlasting joy! Buck. True madam, done at all. What call

Car. Thy heaven is on earth: thine eyes and [Showing her, the papers. Beat on a crown,t the treasure of thy heart;

thoughts Away with them; let them be clapp'd up close, Pernicious protector, dangerous peer, [weal! And kept asunder:-You, madam, shall with That smooth’st it so with king and commonStafford, take her to thee.

Glo. What, cardinal, is your priesthood [Exit Duchess from above. Tantæne animis cælestibus iræ ?

grown peremptory? We'll see your trinkets here all forth-coming; Churchmen so hot? good unc!, bide such

(malice; All.-Away! [Exeunt Guards, with South. Boling. &c.

With such holiness can you do i.? York. Lord Buckingham, methinks, you

Suf. No malice, Sir; no more than well bewatch'd her well: A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon !

So good a quarrel, and so bad a peer.

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

(Reuds.

Suf. Why, as you, my lord ; The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose;

An't like your lordly lord-protectorship: But him outlive, and die a violent death.

Glo. Why, Suffolk, England knows thine in

solence. Why, this is just, Aio te, Æacida, Romanos rincere posse.

Q. Mar. And thy ambition, Gloster.

*The falconer's term for hawking at water-fowl.. # Village-dogs.

+ Rewarded.

† Fond

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