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Item, That the Dutchy of Anjou, and the County of Maine, shall be released and delivered to the King her father.

[Lets fall the paper. K. Henry. Uncle, how now?

Glou. Pardon me, gracious lord ; Some sudden qualm hath struck me to the heart, And damn'd mine eyes, that I can read no further.

K. Henry. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.

Win. Item. That the Dutchies of Anjou and Maine shall be released and delivered to the King her father, and she sent over of the King of England's own proper cost and charges, without having any dowry. K. Henry. They please us well. Lord Marquiss,

kneel you down;
We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk,
And gird thee with the sword. Cousin of York,
We here discharge your Grace from being Regent
I'th' parts of France, till term of eighteen months
Be full expir’d. Thanks, uncle Winchester,
Gloster, York, Buckingham, and Somerset,
Salisbury and Warwick;
We thank you for all this great favour done,
In entertainment to my princely Queen,
Come, let us in, and with all speed provide
To see her coronation be perform'd.

[Exeunt King, Queen, and Suffolk.


Manent the rest. Glo.


RAVE peers of England, pillars of the state,

you Duke Humphry muft unload his

Your grief, the common grief of all the land.
What! did my brother Henry spend his youth,
His valour, coin, and people in the wars ?
Did he so often lodge in open field,
In winter's cold, and summer's parching heat,

To conquer France, his true inheritance ?
And did my brother Bedford toil his wits
To keep by policy what Henry got?
Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham,
Brave York and Salisbury, vičtorious Warwick,
Receiv'd deep scars in France and Normandy?
Or hath mine uncle Beauford, and myself,
With all the learned council of the realm,
Studied so long, fat in the council-house,
Early and late, debating to and fro,
How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe,
And was his Highness in his infancy
Crowned in Paris, in despight of foes ?
And shall these labours and these honours die !
Shall Henry's Conquest, Bedford's vigilance,
Your deeds of war, and all our counsel die!
O peers of England, shameful is this league,
Fatal this marriage; cancelling your fame,
Bloiting your names from books of

Razing the characters of your renown,
Defacing monuments of conquer'd France,
Undoing all, as all had never been.

Car. Nephew, what means this paffionate discourse ?
This peroration with such circumstances ?
For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still.

Glo. Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we can;
But now it is impossible we should.
Suffolk, the new-made Duke that rules the roaft,
Hath given the dutchy of Anjou and Maine
Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style
Agrees not with the leanness of his purse.

Sal. Now, by the death of him who dy'd for all,
These counties were the keys of Normandy:
But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?

War. For grief that they are paft recovery. For were there hope to conquer them again, My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no tears. Anjou and Maine! myself did win them both:


Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer. And are the cities, that I got with wounds, Delivered up again with peaceful words?

York. For Suffolk's Duke, may he be suffocate, That dims the honour of this warlike isle! France should have torn and rent my very heart, Before I would have yielded to this league, I never read, but England's Kings have had Large sums of gold, and dowries with their wives : And our King Henry gives away his own, To match with her that brings no vantages.

Glo. A proper jest, and never heard before, That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth, For cost and charges in transporting her: She should have staid in France, and itarv'd in France, Before

Car. My lord of Gloster, now ye grow too hot: It was the pleasure of my lord the King. Glo. My lord of Winchester, I know your

'Tis not my speeches that you do millike,
But 'tis my presence that doth trouble you.
Rancour will out, proud prelate; in thy face,
I see thy fury: if I longer stay,
We shall begin our ancient bickerings.
Lordings, farewel; and say, when I am gone,
I prophefyd, France will be lost ere long. [Exit.

Car. So, there goes our protector in a rage:
'Tis known to you, he is mine enemy:
Nay more, an enemy unto you all ;
And no great friend, I fear me, to the King.
Consider, lords, he is the next of blood,
And heir apparent to the English crown.
Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,
And all the wealthy kingdoms of the east,
There's reason he should be displeas'd at it.
Look to it, lords, let noi his smoothing words,
Bewitch your hearts; be wife and circumspect,
What though the common people favour bim,


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Calling him Humphry, the good Duke of Glo'ster,
Clapping their hands and crying with loud voice,
Jesu maintain your royal excellence!
With, God preserve the good Duké Humphry !
I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss,
He will be found a dangerous protc&or.

Buck. Why should he then protect our sovereign,
He being of age to govern of himself?
Cousin of Somerset, join you with me,
And altogether with the Duke of Suffolk,
We'll quickly hoist Duke Humphry from his seat.

Car. This weighty business will not brook delay.
I'll to the Duke of Suffolk presently.

Som. Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphry's pride
And greatness of his place be grief to us,
Yet let us watch the haughty Cardinal:
His insolence is more intolerable
Than all the princes in the land beside:
If Glofler be displac'd, he'll be protector.

Buck. Or Somerset, or I, will be protector,
Despight Duke Humphry, or the Cardinal.

[Ex. Buckingham and Somerset.
Sal. Pride went before, ambition follows him.
While these do labour for their own preferment,
Behoves it us to labour for the realm.
I never saw, but Humphry Duke of Gloster
Did bear him like a noble gentleman:
Oft have I seen the haughty Cardinal
More like a soldier, than a man o'th' church,
As stout and proud as he were lord of all,
Swear like a ruflian, and demean himself
Unlike the ruler of a common-weal.
Warwick my son, the comfort of my age!
Thy deeds, thy plain ness, and thy house-keeping,
Have won the greatelt favour of the commons,
Excepring none but good Duke Humphry.
And brother York, thy ads in Ireland,
In bringing them to civil discipline;


Thy late exploits done in the heart of France,
When thou wert regent for our sovereign,
Have made thee fear'd and honour'd of the people.
Join we together for the public good,
In what we can, to bridle and suppress
The pride of Suffolk, and the Cardinal,
With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition;
And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphry's deeds,
While they do tend the profit of the land.

War, So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,
And common profit of his country!
York. And so says York, for he hath greatest cause.

Afide. Sal. Then let's make haste, and look unto ihe main.

War. Unto the main? Oh father, Maine is lost; That Maine, which by main force Warwick did win, And would have kept, so long as breath did last: Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine, Which I will win from France, or else be llain.

[Ex. Warwick and Salisbury.

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York. A 3.0 U and Maine are given to the French ;

Paris is ; Stands on a tickle point, now they are gone: Suffolk concluded on the articles, The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleas'd To change two dukedoms for a duke's fair daughter, I cannot blame them all, what is't to them? 'Tis thine they give away, and not their own. Pirates may make cheap penn'worths of their pillage, And purchase friends, and give to courtezans, Still revelling, like lords, till all be gone : While as the filly owner of the goods Weeps over them, and wrings his hapless hands,


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