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Then yield, my lords; and bere conclude with | Be gone, I say; for, till you do return,

[she. I rest perplexed with a thousand cares.That Margaret shall be queen, and none but And you, good uncle, banish all offence: K. Hen. Whether it be through force of your If you do censure* me by what you were, report,

Not what you are, I know it will excuse My noble lord of Suffolk; or for what This sudden execution of my will. My tender youth was never yet attaint And so conduct me, where from company, With any passion of inflaming love,

I may revolve and ruminate my grief. Exit. I cannot tell; but this I am assur’d,

Glo. Ay, grief, I fear me, both at first and I feel such sharp dissention in my breast,

last. [ Exeunt Gloster and ExeTER. Such fierce alarums both of hope and fear, Suff. Thus Suffolk hath prevail’d: and thus As I am sick with working of my thoughts. Take, therefore, shipping ; post, my lord to As did the youthful Paris once to Greece; France;

With hope to find the like event in love, Agree to any covenants: and procure

But prosper better than the Trojan did. That lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come Margaret shall now be queen, and rule the To cross the seas to England, and be crown'd

king; King Henry's faithful and anointed queen: But I will rule both her, the king, and realm. For your expenses and sufficient charge,

(Erit. Among the people gather up a tenth.

& Juage

he goes,

SECOND PART

OF

KING HENRY VI. .

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

KING HENRY THE SIXTH.

i A Spirit raised by Bolingbrore.
HUMPHREY, Duke of Gloster, his Uncle. 'THOMAS HORNER, an Armourer.
CARDINAL BEAUFORT, Bishop of Winchester, Peter, his Man.
Great Uncle to the King:

CLERK OF CHATHAM.
RICHARD PLANTAGENET, Duke of York. MAYOR OF SAINT ALBAN'S.
EDWARD and Richard, his Sons.

SIMPcox, an Impostor. DUKE OF SOMERSET,

Two MURDERERS. Duke of SUFFOLK,

JACK CADE, a Rebel. DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM,

of the King's | George, John, Dick, SMITH, the Weaver, LORD CLIFFORD,

Party.

MICHAEL, &c. his Followers. YOUNG CLIFFORD, his Son,

ALEXANDER IDEN, a Kentish Gentleman. Earl of SALISBURY, Of the York Faction. EARL OF WARWICK,

MARGARET, Queen to King Henry. LORD SCALES, Governor of the Tower.

ELEANOR, Duchess of Gloster. LORD SAY.

MARGERÝ JOURDAIN, a Witch. Sir HUMPHREY STAFFORD, and his Brother. WIFE TO SIMPCOX. SIR JOHN STANLEY. A SEA-Captain, Master, Master's Mate, and Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Petitioners, WALTER WHITMORE.

Aldermen, a Beadle, Sheriff, and Officers Two GENTLEMEN, Prisoners with Suffolk. Citizens, 'Prentices, Falconers, Guards, A HERALD.-Vaux.

Soldiers, Messengers, &c.
HUME and SOUTHWELL, two Priests.
BOLINGBROKE, a Conjurer.

Scene, dispersedly in rarious parts of England.

ACT I.

I can express no kinder sign of love, [life, SCENE 1.London.-A Room of State in the Than this kind kiss.-0 Lord, that lends me Palace.

Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness !

For thou hast given me, in this beauteous face, Flourish of Trumpets : then Hautboys. Enter, on A world of earthly blessings to my soul,

one side, King HENRY, Duke of GLOSTER, If sympathy of love unite our thoughts. SALISBURY, WARWICK, and Cardinal Beau- Q. Mar. Great king of England, and my FORT ; on the other, Queen MARGARET, led in

gracious lord;

[had by SUFFOLK; York, SOMERSET, BUCKING- The mutual conference that my mind hath HAM, und others, following.

By day, by night; waking, and in my dreams; Suf. As by your high imperial majesty, In courtly company, or at my beads, I had in charge at my depart for France, With you mine alder-liefestt sovereign, As procurator to your excellence,

Makes me the bolder to salute my king To marry princess Margaret for your grace; With ruder terms; such as my wit affords, So, in the famous ancient city, Tours, And over-joy of heart doth minister. In presence of the kings of France and Sicil, K. Hen. Her sight did ravish: but her grace The dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretaigne, and

in speech, Alençon,

[bishops, Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty, Seven earls, iwelve barons, twenty reverend Makes me, from wondering fall to weeping I have perform'd my task, and was espous'd :

joys, And humbly now upon my bended knee, Such is the fulness of my heart's content.-In sight of England and her lordly peers, Lords, with one cheerful voice, welcome my Deliver up my title in the queen [stance

love. To your most gracious hands, that are the sub- Ali. Long live queen Margaret, England's Or that great shadow I did represent;

happiness! The happiest gift that ever maiquis gave,

Q. Mar. We thank you all. (Flourish, The fairest queen that ever king receiv'd. K. Hen. Suffolk, arise.--Welcome, queen 'liarized you to my imagination

* I am the bolder to address you, having already famin Margaret :

+ Beloved above all things,

no tears.

on.

Suf. My lord protector, soit please your grace, Car. Nephew, what means this passionate Here are the articles of contracted peace,

discourse? Between our sovereign and the French king This peroration with such circumstance ?* Charles,

For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still. For eighteen months concluded by consent. Glo. Ay, uncle, we will keep it, if we can;

Glo. [Reads.) Imprimis, It is agreed between But now it is impossible we should; the French King, Charles, and William de la Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the Poole, marquis of Suffolk, ambassador for Henry

roast, king of England, -that the said Henry shall es- Hath given the dutchies of Anjou and Maine pouse the lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier Unto the poor king Reignier, whose large style king of Naples, Sicilia, and Jerusalem; and crown Agrees not with the leanness of his purse. her queen of England, ere the thirtieth of May Sal. Now, by the death of him that died for next ensuing. Item,-That the dutchy of An

all, jou and the county of Maine, shall be released These counties were the keys of Normandy:-and delivered to the king her father

But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant K. Hen. Uncle, how now?

son? Glo. Pardon me, gracious lord ;

War. For grief, that they are past recovery: Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the For, were there hope to conquer them again, heart,

My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further.

Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both; K. Hen. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read Those provinces these arms of mine did con

quer: Win. Item,-It is further agreed between And are the cities, that I got with wounds, them, -that the dutchies of Anjou and Maine shall Deliver'd up again with peaceful words? be released and delivered over to the king her fa- Mort Dieu ! ther; and she sent over of the king of England's York. For Suffolk's duke—may he be suffo. own proper cost and charges, without having

cate, dowry.

That dims the honour of this warlike isle! K. Hen. They please us well.-Lord mar- France should have torn and rent my very quis, kneel down;

heart, We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk, Before I would have yielded to this league. And girt thee with the sword.

I never read but England's kings have bad Cousin of York, we here discharge your grace Large sums of gold, and dowries, with their From being regent in the parts of France,

wives : Till term of eighteen months be full expir'd. And our king Henry gives away his own, Thanks, uncle Winchester, Gloster,'York, and To match with her that brings no vantages. Buckingham,

Glo. A proper jest, and never heard before, Somerset, Salisbury, and Warwick;

That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth, We thank you all for this great favour done, Fo: costs and charges in transporting her! In entertainment to my princely queen.

She should have staid in France, and starv'd Come, let us in; and with all speed provide

in France, To see her coronation be perform'd.

Before(Exeunt King, Queen, and SUFFOLK. Car. My lord of Gloster, now you grow too Glo. Brave peers of England, pillars of the state,

It was the pleasure of my lord the king. To you duke Humphrey must unload his grief, Glo. My lord of Winchester, I know your Your grief, the common grief of all the land.

mind; What? did my brother Henry spend his youth, 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike, His valour, coin, and people, in the wars? But 'tis my presence that doth trouble you. Did he so often lodge in open field,

Rancour will out: Proud prelate, in thy face In winter's cold, and summer's parching heat, I see thy fury: if I longer stay, To conquer France, his true inheritance? We shall begin our ancient bickerings.tAnd did my brother Bedford toil his wits, Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone, To keep by policy what Henry got?

I prophesied—France will be lost ere long. Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham,

[Exit. Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious War- Car. So, there goes our protector in a rage. wick,

?Tis known to you he is mine enemy: Receiv'd deep scars in France and Normandy? Nay, more, an enemy unto you all;, Or hath my uncle Beaufort, and myself, And no great friend, I fear me, to the king. With all the learned council of the realm, Consider, lords, he is the next of blood, Studied so long, sat in the council-house, And heir apparent to the English crown; Early and late, debating to and fro

Had Henry got an empire by his marriage, How France and Frenchmen might be kept And all the wealthy kingdoms of the west, in awe?

There's reason he should be displeas'd at it. And hath his highness in his infancy

Look to it, lords; let not his smoothing words Been crown’d in Paris, in despite of foes? Bewitch your hearts; be wise, and circumAnd shall these labours, and these honours,

spect. die?

What though the common people favour him, Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance, Calling him-Humphrey, the good duke of GlosYour deeds of war, and all our counsel, die?

ter; O peers of England, shameful is this league ! Clapping their hands, and crying with loud Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame: Jesu muintain your royal excellence! (voice Blotting your names from books of memory: With-God preserve the good duke Humphrey? Razing the characters of your renown; Defacing monuments of conquer'd France;

* This speech crowded with so many circumstances of Undoing all, as all had never been!

aggravation.

+ Skirmishings.

hot ;

I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss, I cannot blame them all; what is't to them? He will be found a dangerous protector. 'Tis thine they give away, and not their own. Buck. Why should he then protect our sove- Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their reign,

pillage, He being of age to govern of himself ?- And purchase frienas, ana give to courtezans, Cousin of Somerset, join you with me, Still revelling, like lords, till all be gone: And all together—with the duke of Suffolk,- While as the silly owner of the goods We'll quickly hoise duke Humphrey from his Weeps over them, and wrings his hapless seat.

hands,

{aloof, Car. This weighty business will not brook And shakes his head, and trembling stands delay;

While all is shar'd, and all is borne away; I'll to the duke of Suffolk presently. (Exit. Ready to starve, and dare not touch his own. Som. Cousin of Buckingham, though Hum- So York must sit, and fret, and bite his tongue, phrey's pride,

While his own lands are bargain'd for, and And greatness of his place be grief to us,

sold.

[Ireland, Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal; Methinks, the realms of England, France, and His insolence is more intolerable

Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood, Than all the princes in the land beside ; As did the fatal brand Althea burn'd, If Gloster be displac'd, he'll be protector. Unto the prince's heart of Calydon.* Buck. Or thou, or I, Somerset, will be pro- Anjou and Maine, both given unto the French! tector,

Cold news for me, for I had hope of France, Despight duke Humphrey, or the cardinal. Even as I have of fertile England's soil.

(Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and Somerset. A day will come, when York shall claim his Sal. Pride went before, ambition follows

own; him.

(ment, And therefore I will take the Nevil's parts, While these do labour for their own prefer- And make a show of love to proud duke Beboves it us to labour for the realm.

Humphrey, I never saw but Humphrey duke of Gloster And, when I spy advantage, claim the crown, Did bear him like a noble gentleman.

For that's the golden mark I seek to hit: Oft have I seen the hanghty cardinal- Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right, More like a soldier, than a man o'the church, Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist, As stout, and proud, as he were lord of all, - Nor wear the diadem upon his head, Swear like a ruffian, and demean himself Whose church-like bumours fit not for a crown. Unlike the ruler of a common-weal.

Then, York, be still awhile, till time do serve: Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age! Watch thou, and wake, when others be asleep, Thy deeds, thy plainness, and thy house-keep- To pry into the secrets of the state; ing,

Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love, Hath won the greatest favour of the commons, With his new bride, and England's dear. Excepting none but good duke Humphrey.

bought queen,

[jars : And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland, And Humphrey with the peers be fall’n at In bringing them to civil discipline ;

Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose, Thy late exploits, done in the heart of France, with whose sweet smell the air shall be perWhen thou wert regent for our sovereign,

fum'd; Have made thee fear'd, and honour'd, of the And in my standard bear the arms of York, people :

To grapple with the house of Lancaster; Join we together for the public good; And, force perforce, I'll make him yield the In what we can to bridle and suppress

crown, The pride of Suffolk, and the cardinal, Whose bookish rule hath pull’d fair England With Somersets and Buckingham's ambition;

down.

(Exit And, as we may, cherish duke Humphrey's deeds,

SCENE II.-The sume.--A Room in the Duke While they do tend the profit of the land.

of Gloster's House. War. So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,

Enter Gloster and the Duchess. And common profit of his country!

Duch. Why droops my lord, like over-ripen York And so says York, for he hath greatest

corn, cause. Sal. Then let's make haste away, and look Why doth the great duke Humphrey knit his

Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load ? unto the main.

brows, War. Unto the main! O father, Maine is As frowning at the favours of the world?

lost; That Maine, which by main force Warwick Why are thine eyes fix'd to the sullen earth, did win,

[last:

Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sightf And would have kept, so long as breath did Enchas'd with all the honours of the world?

What see'st thou there? king Henry's diadem, Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant | If so, gaze on, and grovel on thy face,

Maine;
Which I will win from France, or else be slain. Until thy head be circled with the same.

Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious [Exeunt WARWICK and SALISBURY.

gold :

[mine: York. Anjou and Maine are given to the What, is't too short? I'll lengthen it with

French;
Paris is lost; the state of Normandy

And, having both together heav'd it up,
Stands on a tickle* point, now they are gone: And never more abase our sight sa low,

We'll both together lift our heads to heaven; Suffolk concluded on the articles;

The peers agreed; and Henry was well pleas'd, As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground. To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair

* Meleager ; whose life was to continue only so long as daughter.

a certain firebrand should last His mother Althea having thrown it into the fire, he expired in orment.

For ticklish.

Glo. O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost love Duch. What say'st thou, majesty! I am but thy lord,

grace. Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts : Hume. But, by the grace of God, and Hume's And may that thought, when I imagine ill

advice, Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry, Your grace's title shall be multiplied. Be my last breathing in this mortal world! Duch. What say'st thou, man ? hast thou as My troublous dream this night doth make me yet conferr'd sad.

With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch; Duch. What dream'd my lord ? tell me, and And Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer? I'll requite it

And will they undertake to do me good ? With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream. Hume. This they have promised, -to show Glo. Methought, this staff, mine office-badge

your highness in court,

A spirit rais'd from depth of under ground, Was broke in twain, by whom, I have forgot, That shall make answer to such questions, But, as I think, it was by the cardinal; As by your grace shall be propounded him. And on the pieces of the broken wand Duch. It is enough ; I'll think upon the quesWere plac'd the heads of Edmond duke of

tions: Somerset,

When from Saint Albans we do make return, And William de la Poole first duke of Suffolk. We'll see these things effected to the full. This was my dream; what it doth bode, God Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, knows.

man, Duch. Tut, this was nothing but an argu- With thy confederates in this weighty cause. ment,

[Exit Duchess. That he that breaks a stick of Gloster's grove, Hume. Hume must make merry with the duShall lose his head for his presumption.

chess' gold;

[Hume? But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet duke: Marry, and shall. But how now, Sir John Methought, I sat in seat of majesty,

Seal up your lips, and give no words butIn the cathedral church of Westminster, The business asketh silent secrecy. (mum! And in that chair where kings and queens are Dame Eleanor gives gold, to bring the witch : crown'd;

[me, Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil. Where Henry, and dame Margaret, kneel'd to Yet have I gold, flies from another coast: And on my head did set the diadem.

I dare not say, from the rich cardinal, Glo. Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide out. And from the great and new-made' duke of right:

Suffolk; Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtur'd* Eleanor ! Yet I do find it so: for, to be plain, [mour, Art thou not second 'woman in the realm; Tbey, knowing dame Eleanor's aspiring huAnd the protector's wife, belov'd of him? Have hired me to undermine the duchess, Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command,

And buz these conjurations in her brain. Above the reach or compass of thy thought? They say, A crafty knave does need no broker; And wilt thou still be hammering treachery,

Yet am I Suffolk and the cardinal's broker. To tumble down thy husband, and thyself, Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near From top of honour to disgrace's feet? To call them both—a pair of crafty knaves. Away from me, and let me hear no more. Well, so it stands: And thus, I fear, at last, Duch. What, what, my lord! are you so cho- Hume's hnavery will be the duchess' wreck; leric

And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall: With Eleanor, for telling but her dream? Sort how it will,* I shall have gold for all. Next time, I'll keep my dreams unto myself,

[Exit. And not be check'd. Glo. Nay, be not angry, I am pleas'd again.

SCENE III.-The same.- A Room in the

Palace.
Enter a MESSENGER.

Enter Peter, and others, with Petitions. Mess. My lord protector, 'tis his highsess' pleasure,

1 Pet. My masters, let's stand close; my lord You do prepare to ride unto Saint Albans,

protector will come this way by and by, and Whereast the king and queen do mean to then we may deliver our supplications in the hawk.

quill. + Glo. I go.—Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with

2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's us?

a good man! Jesu bless him! Duch. Yes, good my lord, I'll follow pre- Enter SUFFOLK, and Queen MARGARET.

sently.

[Exeunt GLOSTER and MESSENGER. 1 Pet. Here 'a comes, methinks, and the Follow I must, I cannot go before,

queen with him: I'll be the first, sure. While Gloster bears this base and humble mind. 2 Pet. Come back, fool; this is the duke of Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood, Suffolk, and not my lord protector. I would remove these tedious stumbling- Suf. How now, fellow? would'st any thing blocks,

[necks: with me? And smooth my way upon their headless 1 Pet. I pray, my lord, pardon me! I took And, being a woman, I will not be slack ye for my lord protector. To play my part in fortune's pageant.

Q. Mar. (Reading the superscription.) To Where are you there? Sir John !! nay, fear my lord protector! are yoor supplications to not, man,

his lordship? Let me see them: What is thine? We are alone; here none but thee, and I. 1 Pet. Mine is, an't please your grace, against

John Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for Enter HUME.

keeping my house, and lands, and wife, and a" Hume. Jesu preserve your royal majesty!

from me. * III-educated.

# For where

* Let the issue be what it will. 1 A title frequently bestowed on the clergy.

With great exactness and observance of form.

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