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Druch. What say'st thou, man 7 hast thou as Q. Mar. What say'st thou ? Did the Duke of yet conferr'd
York say, he was rightful heir to the crown? With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch; Peter. That my master was ? No, forsooth: my And Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer ? master said, That he was; and that the king was And will they undertake to do ine good ?
an usurper. Hume. This they have promised, -to show Suff. Who is there? (Enter Servants. )-Take your highness
this fellow in, and send for his master with a A spirit rais'd from depth of under ground, pursuivant presently :-we'll hear more of your That shall make answer to such questions, matter before the king. As by your grace shall be propounded him.
(Exeunt Servants, with Peter. Duch. It is enough; I'll think apon the ques Q. Mar. And as for you, that love to be pro tions :
tected When from Saint Albans we do make return, Under the wings of our protector's grace, We'll see these things effected to the full.
Begin your suits anew, and sure to him. Here, Hume, take this reward : make merry,
(Tears the petition. man,
Away, base cullions !-Suffolk, let them go. With thy confederates in this weighty cause. All. Come, let's be gone. [Erit Duchess.
[Exeunt Petitioners. Hume. Hume must make merry with the Q. Mar. My lord of Suttolk, say, is this the duchess gold;
guise, Marry, and shall.' But how now, Sir John Is this the fashion in the court of England ? Home ?
Is this the government of Britain's isle, Seal up your lips, and give no words but. And this the royalty of Albion's king? mum!
What, shall King Henry be a pupil still,
Under the surly Gloster's governance ?
Thou rann'st a tilt in honour of my love, And from the great and new-made duke of Suf. And stol'st away the ladies' hearts of France; folk;
I thonght King Henry had resembled thee, Yet I do find it so: for, to be plain,
In courage, courtship, and proportion: They, knowing Dame Eleanor's aspiring hu- But all his mind is bent to holiness, mour,
To number Ave-Maries on his beads; Have hired me to undermine the Duchess, His champions are-the prophets and apostles; And buz these conjurations in her brain. His weapons, holy saws of sacred writ; 'They say, A crafty k nave does need no broker; His study is his tilt-yard, and his loves Yet am I Suffolk and the cardinal's broker. Are brazen images of canonized saints. Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near I would the college of cardinals To call them both-a pair of crafty knaves. Would choose himn pope, and carry him to Rome, Well, so it stands: And thus, I fear, at last, And set the triple crown upon his head; Hume's knavery will be the duchess' wreck'; That were a state fit for his holiness. And her attainture will be Humphrey's fall: Suff. Madam, be patient; as I was canse Bort how it will, I shall have gold for all. Your highness came to England, so will I
[Erit. In England work your grace's full content. SCENE III.
Q. Mar. Beside the haught protector, have we
ham, Enter Peter, and others, with Petitions.
And grumbling York: and not the least of 1 Pet. My masters, let's stand close; my lord
these, protector will come this way by and by, and But can do more in England than the king: then we may deliver our supplications in the Suff. And he of these, that can do most of all, quill.
Caninot do more in England than the Nevils : 2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers. a good man! Jesu bless him!
Q. Mar. Not all these lords do vex me half so
much, Enter Suffolk, and Queen Margaret.
As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. 1 Pet. Here 'a comes, mcthinks, and the queen She sweeps it through the court with troops of with him: I'll be the first, sure.
ladies, 2 Pet. Come back, fool; this is the duke of More like an empress than Duke Humphrey's Suffolk, and not my lord protector.
wife ; Suff. How now, fellow? would'st any thing Strangers in court do take her for the queen: with me?
She bears a duke's revenues on her back, 1 Pet. I pray, my lord, pardon me! I took ye And in her heart she scorns our poverty: for my lord protector.
Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her ? Q Mar. (Reading the superscription. To my Contemptuons base-born callat as she is, lord protector! are yonr supplications to his lord. She vaunted 'mongst her minions t'other day, ship 1 Let me see them: What is thine? The very train of her worst wearing gown, 1 Pet. Mine is, an't please your grace, against Was better worth than all my father's lands, John Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for Till Suffolk gave two dokedoms for his daughter. keeping my house, and lands, and wife and all, Suff. Madam, myself have lim'd a bush from me.
for her ; Suff. Thy wife too? that is some wrong in. And plac'd
a quire of such enticing birds, deed.--What's yours ?-What's here? (Reads.1 That she will light to listen to the lays, Against the duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the And never mount to trouble you again. commons.of Melford. ---How now, sir knave ? So, let her rest; And, madam, list to me : 2 Pet. Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner of For I am bold to counsel you in this. onr whole township.
Althongh we fancy not the cardinal, Peter. Presenting his petition. Against my Yet must we join with hin, and with the lords, master, Thomas Horner, for saying, That the Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in dis dake of York was rightful heir to the crown.
As for the duke of York, this late complaint
Re-enter Gloster. Will make but little for his benefit :
Glo. Now, lords, my choler being overblown So, one by one, we'll weed them all at last,
With walking once about the quadrangle, And you yourself shall steer the happy helm.
come to talk of commonwealth affairs. Enter King Henry, York, and Somerset con- As for your spiteful false objections,
versing with him; Duke and Duchess of Prove them, and I lie open to the law : Gloster, Cardinal Beaufort, Buckinghamn, Sa. But God in mercy so deal with my soul, lisbury, and Warwick.
As I in duty love my king and country
But, to the matter that we have in hand :K. Hen. For my part, noble lords, I care not I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man which;
To be your regent in the realm of France.
Suff Before we make election, give me leave
That York is most unneet of any man.
York. I'll tell thec, Suffolk, why I am us
meet. Let York be regent, I will yield to him. War. Whether your grace be worthy, yea, or Next, if I be appointed for the place,
First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride : no,
My lord of Somer set will keep me here, Dispute not that: York is the worthier. Car. Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters Till France be won int, the Dauphin's hands.
Without discharge, money, or furniture, speak. War. The cardinal's not my better in the field. Till Paris’ was besieg'd, famish'd, and lost.
Last time, I danc'd attendance on his will, Buck. All in this presence are thy betters, War. That I can witness; and a fouler fact
Suff. Peace, headstrong Warwick!
War. Image of pride, why should I hold my Buckingham,
peace? Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this. Q. Mar. Because the king, forsooth,
will have Enter Servants of Suffolk, bringing in Horner it so.
and Peter Glo. Madam, the king is old enough himself Suf. Because here is a man accus'd of treason: To give his censure : these are no women's Pray God, the duke of York excuse himself! matters.
York. Doth any one accuse York
for a traitor ? Q. Mar. If he be old enough, what needs your K. Hen. What mean'st thou, Suffolk ? tell me. grace
What are these ? To be protector of his excellence ?
Suff. Please it your majesty, this is the man Glo. Madam, I am protector of the realm ; That doth accuse his master of high treason : And, at his pleasure, will resign my place. His words were these ;- that Richard, duke of Suf Resign it then, and leave thine inso York, lence.
Was rightful heir nnto the English crown; Since thou wert king, (as who is king but thou ?) And that your majesty was an usurper. The commonwealth hath daily run to wreck: K. Hen Say man, were these thy words 7 T'he Dauphin hath prevail'd beyond the seas ; Hor. An't shall please your majesty, I never And all the peers and nobles of the realm said nor thought any such matter : God is my Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty. witness, I am falsely accused by the villain. Car. The commons hast' thou rack'd; the Pet. By these ten bones, my lords, (holding up clergy's bags
his hands, he did speak them to me in the garret Are lank and lean with thy extortions.
one night, as we were scouring my lord of York's Som. Thy sumptuous buildings, and thy wife's armour. attire,
York. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical, Have cost a mass of publick treasury.
I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech Buck. Thy cruelty in execution,
I do beseech your royal majesty, Upon offenders, hath exceeded law,
Let him have all the rigour of the law. And left thee to the mercy of the law.
Hor. Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever 1 spake Q. Mar. Thy sale of offices, and towns in the words. My accuser is my prentice; and France,
when I did correct him for his fault the other If they were known, as the suspect is great, day, he did vow upon his knees he would be Would make thee quickly hop without thy head. even with me: I have good witness of this ;
(Exit Gloster. The Queen drops her Fan. therefore, I beseech your majesty, do not cast Give me my fan: What, minion! can you not 7 away an honest man for a villain's accusation.
[ Gives the Duchess a bor on the ear. K. Hen. Uncle, what shall we say to this in I cry you mercy, madam ; Was it you ?
law ? Duch. Was't Il yea, I it was, proud French Glo. This doom, my lord, if I may judge. woman:
Let Somerset be regent o'er the French, Could I come near your beauty with my nails, Because in York this breeds suspicion : I'd set my ten commandments in your face. And let these have a day appointed them K. Hen. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against For single combat in convenient place; her will.
For he hath witness of his servant's malice: Duch. Against her will! Good king, look to't This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey's in time :
doom. She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby : K. Hen. Then be it so. My lord of Somerse, Though in this place most master wear no We make your grace lord regent o'er the breeches,
French She shall not strike dame Eleanor unreveng'd. Som. I humbly thank your royal majesty.
(Exit Duchess. Hor. And I accept the combat willingly. Buck. Lord cardinal, 1 will follow Eleanor, Pet. Alas, my lord, I cannot fight ; for God's And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: She's tickled now; 'herfume can need no against me.
sake, pity my case! the spite of man prevaileth
0, Lord have mercy upon me! I spurs,
shall never be able to fight a blow; O Lord, my She'll gallop fast enough to her destruction. heart!
(Exit Buckingham. I Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd
K. Hen. Away with them to prison: and the My lord protector will, I doubt it not, day
See you well guerdon'd for these good deserts. Of combat shall be the last of the next month.-Duch. Not half so bad as thine to England's Come, Somerset, we'll see thee sent away.
king, (Eseunt. Injurious duke ; that threat'st where is no cause.
Buck. True, madam, none at all. What call SCENE IV.
you th s?
(Showing her the papers. The same. The Duke of Gloster's Garden. Away with them; let them be clapp'd up close, Enter Margery Jourdain, Hume, Southwell, and kept asunder :-You, madam, shall with and Bolingbruke.
Stafford, take her to thee. Hume. Come, my masters; the duchess, I tell
[Erit Duchess from abone. you, expects performance of your promises We'll see your trinkets here all forth-coming;
Boling. Master Hame, we are therefore pro-All-Away! vided : Will her ladyship behold and hear our (Ereunt Guards, with South. Boling. &c. exorcisms?
York. Lord Buckingham, methinks, you Hume. Ay; What else ? fear you not her cou watch'd her well : rage:
A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon ! Boling. I have heard her reported to be a Now, pray, my lord, let's see the devil's writ. woman of an invincible spirit : "But it shall be What have we here?
(Reads. convenient, master Hume, that you be by her The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose; aloft, while we be busy below; and so, I pray But him outlive, and die a violent death. you, go in God's name, and leave us. (Exit Why, this is just, Hume.] Mother Jourdain, be you prostrate, Aio te, Æacida, Romanos vincere posse. and grovel on the earth ; John Southwell, read Well, to the rest : you; and let us to our work.
Tell me, what fate awaits the duke of Suffolk 7
By water shat he die, and take his end
What shall betide the duke of Somerset ?
Come, come, my lords ; Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, These oracles are hardly attain'd, The time of night when Troy was set on fire; And hardly understood. The time when screechowls cry, and ban-dogs The king is now in progress toward Saint Albans, howl,
With him the husband of this lovely lady: And spirits walk, and ghosts break up their Thither go these news, as fast as horse can graves,
carry them; That time best fits the work we have in hand. A sorry breakfast for my lord protector. Madam, sit you, and fear not; whom we raise, Buck. Your grace shall give me leave, my We will make fast within a hallow'd verge.
lord of York, [Here they perform the Ceremonies apper-To be the post, in hope of his reward. taining, and make the Circle ; Boling York. At your pleasure, my good lord. --Who's broke, or Southwell, reads, Conjaro te, within there, hol &c. n thunders and lightens terribly; then the Spirit riseth.
Enter a Servant. Spir. Adsum.
Invite my lords of Salisbury, and Warwick, M. Jourd. Asmath,
To sup with me to-morrow night.--Away! By the eternal God, whose name and power
[Exeunt Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask ; For, till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence.
ACT II. Spir. Ask what thou wilt:-That I had said
SCENE I. Saint Albans. and done! Boling. First, of the king: What shall of him Enter King Henry, Queen Margnret, Gloster, become? [Reading out of a Paper.
Cardinal, and Suffolk, with Falconers hollaSpir. The duke yet lives, that Henry shall
ing. depose ;
Q. Mar. Believe me, lords, for flying at the But him outlive, and die a violent death.
brook, [As the Spirit speaks, Southwell writes the I saw not better sport these seven years' day : anstoer.
Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high ; Boling. What fate awaits the duke of Suffolk? And, ten to one, old Jos not gone out. Spir. By water shall he die, and take bis end. K. Hen. But what a point, my lord, your Boling. What shall befall the duke of Somer felcon made, set?
And what a pitch she flew above the rest! Spir. Let him shun castles;
To see how God in all his creatures works! Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
Yea, man and birds, are fain of climbing high. Than where castles mounted stand.
Suff. No marvel, an it like your majesty,. Have done, for more I hardly can endure. My lord protector's hawks do tower so well; Boling. Descend to darkness, and the burning They know their master loves to be aloft, lake :
And bears his thoughts above his falcon's pitch. False fiend, avoid !
Glo. My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind [Thunder and Lightning. Spirit descends. That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
Car. I thought as much; he'd be above the Enter York, and Buckingham, hastily, with clouds. their Guards, and others.
Glo. Ay, my lord cardinal; how think you by York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and their that? trash
Were it not good, your grace could fly to hca. Beldame, I think, we watch'd you at an inch. What, madam, are you there ? the king and K. Hen. The treasury of everlasting joy! commonweal
Car. Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains ;
Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart; Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.
Glo. Stand by, my masters, bring him near That smooth’st it so with king and common
the king, weal!
His highness pleasure is to talk with him. Glo. What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown K. Hen. Good fellow, tell us here the circum. peremptory?
stance, Tantene animis cælestibus ire ?
That we for thee may glorify the Lord. Churchmen so hot? good uncle, hide such ma- What, hast thou been long blind, and now to lice;
stor'd ? With such' holiness can you do it ?
Simp. Born blind, an't please your grace. Suff. No malice, sir; no more than well bel Wife. Ay, indeed, was he.
Suff. What woman is this? So good a qnarrel, and so bad a peer.
Wife His wife, an't like your worship. Glo. As who, my lord ?
Glo. Had'st thou been his mother, thou could'st Suff
Why, as you, my lord; have better told. An't like your lordly lord protectorship.
K. Hen. Where wert thou born ? Glo. Why, Suffolk, England knows thine in- Simp At Berwick in the North, an't like your solence.
grace Q. Mar. And thy ambition, Gloster.
K. Hen. Poor soul! God's goodness hath been K. Hen.
I pr'ythee, peace,
great to thee : Good queen; and whet not on these furious Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass, peers,
But still remember what the Lord hath done. For blessed are the peacemakers on earth. Q. Mar. Tell me, good fellow, cam'st thou
Car. Let me be blessed for the peace I make, here by chance,
[Aside to the Cardinal. call'd Car. Mirry, when thou dar'st. [ Aside. A hundred times, and oftener, in my sleep Glo. Make up no factious numbers for the By good Saint Alban; who said, -Simpcoz matter,
come; In thine own person answer thy abuse. (Aside. Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee. Car. Ay, where thou dar’st 'not peep: and if Wife. Most true, forsooth; and many time thou dar'st,
and oft This evening on the east side of the grove. Myself lrave heard a voice to call him so.
[ Aside. Car. What, art thou lame? K. Hen. How now, my lords?
Ay, God Almighty help me Car.
Believe me, cousin Gloster, Suff. How cam'st thou so ? Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly, Simp.
A fall off of a tree. We had had more sport.-Come with thy two-Wife. A plum-tree, master. hand sword (Aside to Glo. Gio.
How long hast thou been blind? Glo. True, incle.
Simp. 0, born so, master. Car. Are you advis'd !--the east side of the Glo: What, and would'st climb a tree? grove?
Simp. But that in all my life, when I was a Glo. Cardinal, I am with you. [Aside.
youth. K. Hen. Why, how now, nncle Gloster? Wife Too true; and bought his climbing very Glo. Talking of hawking; nothing else, my dear. lord.
Glo. 'Mass, thou lov'dst plums well, that Now, by God's mother, priest, I'll shave your would'st verture so. crown for this,
Simp. Alas, good master, my wife dead Or all my fence shall fail.
some damsons, Car. Medice teipsum;
And made me climb, with danger of my life. Protector, see to'i well, protect yourself. [ Aside. Glo. A subtle knave! but yet it shall not K. Hen. The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords.
Let me see thine eyes :-wink now now open How irksome is this musick to my heart!
them :When such strings jar, what hope of harmony 7 In my opinion yet thon seest not well. I pray, my lords, lei me compound this strife. Simp. Yes, master, clear as day; I thank God,
and Saint Alban. Enter an Inhabitant of Saint Albans, crying, Glo. Sayest thou me so? what colour is this A Miracle !
cloak of 7
Simp. Red, master; red as blond. Glo. What means this noise ?
Glo. Why, that's well said : What colour is Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim ?
my gown of ? Inhab. A miracle ! a miracle ! Suff. Come to the king, and tell him what| K. Hen. Why then, thou know'st what colour
Simp. Black, forsooth; coal-black, as jet. miracle.
jet is of 1 Inhab. Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Albans' Suf. And yet, I think, jet did he never see. shrine,
Glo. But cloaks, and gowns, before this days Within this half hour, hath receiv'd his sight;
many A man, that ne'er saw in his life before. K. Hen. Now, God be prais'd! that to be
Wife. Never, before this day, in all his life.
Glo. Tell me, sirrah, what's my name?
Simp. Alas, master, I know not.
Glo. Nor his?
Glo. What's thiné own name? Car. Here come the townsmen on procession, master.
Simp. Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you, To present your highness with the man. K. Hen. Great is his comfort in this eartbly
Glo. Then, Saunder, sit thou there, the lying.
est knave vale,
In Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind
Thou might'st as well have known our names, K. Hen. O God, what mischiefs work he as thus
wicked ones; To name the several colours we do wear. Heaping confusion on their own beads thereby ! Sight may distinguish of colours; but suddenly Q. Mar. Gloster, see here the tainture of thy To nominate them all, 's impossible.
nest; My lords, Saint Alban here hath done a miracle; And, look, thyself be faultless, thou wert best. And would ye not think that cunning to be Glo. Madam, for myself, to heaven I do apgreat,
peal, That could restore this cripple to his legs ? How I have lov'd my king and commonweal: Simp. O, master, that you could!
And, for my wife, I know not how it stands; Glo. My masters of Saint Albans, have you Sorry I am to hear what I have heard : not beadies in your town, and things called Noble she is; but if she have forgot whips?
Honour, and virtue, and convers'd with such May. Yes, my lord, if it please your grace. As, like to pitch, defile nobility, Glo? Then send for one presently.
I banish her my bed, and company; May. Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither And give her, as a prey, to law, and shame, straight.
[Erit an Attendant. That hath dishonour'd Gloster's honest name. Glo. Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. K. Hen. Well, for this night, we will repose [A Stool brought out.) Now, sirrah, if you us here: mean to save yourself from whipping, leap 'me Tomorrow, toward London, back again, over this stool, and run away.
To look into this business thoroughly, Simp. Alas, master, I am not able to stand And call these foul offenders to their answers alone :
And poise the canse in Justice' equal scales, You go about to tortare me in vain.
Whose beam stands súre, whose rightful canse
prevails. Re-enter Attendant, with the Beadle.
(Flourish. Exeunt Glo. Well, sir, we must have you find your
SCENE II. London. legs. Sirrah, beadle, whip him till he leap over The Duke of York's Garden. that same stool. Bead. I will, my lord.-Come on, sirrah : off
Enter York, Salisbury, and Warwick. with your doublet quickly.
York. Now, my good lords of Salisbury and Simp: Alas, master, what shall I do? I am Warwick, not able to stand.
Our simple supper ended, give me leave After the Beadle hath hit him once, he In this close walk, to satisfy myself,
leaps over the Stool, and runs away; and In craving your opinion of my title,
the People follow, and cry, A miracle! Which is infallible to England's crown. K. Hen. O God, seest thou this, and bear 'st Sal. My lord, I long to hear it at full. so long?
War. Sweet York, begin; and if thy claim be Q. Mar. It made me laugh to see the villain good,
The Nevils are thy subjects to command. Glo. Follow the knnae; and take this drab York. Then thus:away.
Edward the 'Third, my lords, had seven sons Wife. Alas, sir, we did it for pare need. The first, Edward the Black Prince, prince of Glo. Let them be whipped through every mar.
Wales; ket town, till they come to Berwick, whence The second, William of Hatfield; and the third, they came.
Lionel, duke of Clarence; next to whom, (Ereunt Mayor, Beadle, Wife, &c. Was John of Gaunt, the duke of Lancaster; Car. Duke Humphrey has done a miracle to The fifth, was Edmond Langley, duke of York; day.
The sixth, was Thomas of Woodstock, duke of Suff. True; made the lame to leap, and fly Gloster; away.
William of Windsor was the seventh, and last. Glo. But you have done more miracles than 1; Edward, the Black Prince, died before his feYou made, in a day, my lord, whole towns to ther;
And left behind him Richard, his only son, Enter Buckingham.
Who, after Edward the Third's death, reigu'd
as king; K. Hon. What tidings with our cousin Buck- Till Henry Bolingbroke, duke of Lancaster, ingham?
The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt, Buck. Such as my heart doth tremble to un- Crown'd by the name of Henry the Fourth, fold.
Seiz'd on the realm; depos'd the rightful king; A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent, -- Sent his poor queen to France, from whence she Under the countenance and confederacy
came, Of Lady Eleanor, the protector's wife, And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know, The ringleader and head of all this rout, Harmless Richard was murdered traitorously. Have practis'd dangerously against your state, War. Father, the duke hath told the truth; Dealing with witches, and with conjurers: Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown. Whom we have apprehended in the fact; York. Which now they hold by force, and not Raising up wicked spirits from under gronnd, by right; Demanding of King Henry's life and death, For Richard, the first son's heir being dead, And other of your highness' privy council, The issue of the next son should have reign'd. As more at large your grace shall understand. Sal. But William of Hatfield died without an Car. And so, my lord protector, by this means heir. Your lady is forthcoming yet at London. York. The third son, duke of Clarence, (from This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's whose line edge;
I claim the crown,) had issue-Philippe, a "Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour. danghter,
Aside to Gloster. Who married' Edmund Mori.mer, Earl of Glo. Ambitious charchman, leave to afflict my March ; heart!
Edmund had issue-Roger, Earl of March; Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers: Roger had issue-Edmund, Anne, and Eleanor. And, vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee, sal. This Edmund, in the reign of Boling Or to the meanest groom.