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Flourish of Trumpets:
then Hautboys. Enter,
one side, KING HENRY, DUKE of GLOUCESTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and CARDINAL BEAUFORT; on the other, QUEEN MARGARET, led in by SUFFOLK; YORK, SOMERSET, BUCKINGHAM, and others following.
SUF. As by your high imperial majesty
I had in charge at my depart for France, As procurator to your excellence,
To marry princess Margaret for your grace;
So, in the famous ancient city Tours,
In presence of the kings of France and Sicil,
The dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretaigns, and Alençon,
Seven earls, twelve barons, and twenty reverend bishops,
I have perform'd my task, and was espous'd;
And humbly now upon my bended knee, In sight of England and her lordly peers, Deliver up my title in the queen To your most gracious hands, that are the substance
Of that great shadow I did represent; The happiest gift that
ever marquess gave,
The fairest queen that ever king receiv'd. K. HEN. Suffolk, arise. Welcome, queen Margaret :
I can express no kinder
sign of love,
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EARL of SALISBURY, of the Yorkist EARL of WARWICK, party. LORD SCALES, Governor of the Tower. LORD SAY.
Sir HUMPHREY STAFFORD, and his Brother.
Sir JOHN STANLEY.
A Sea-Captain, Master, and Master's Mate, and WALTER WHITMORE. Two Gentlemen, Prisoners with Suffolk.
BOLINGBROKE, a Conjurer.
HUME and SOUTHWELL, two Priests.
Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lends me
Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
MARGARET, Queen to King Henry. ELEANOR, Duchess of Gloucester. MARGERY JOURDAIN, a Witch. Wife to Simpcox.
Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Petitioners, Aldermen, a Herald, a Beadle, Sheriffs, and Officers; Citizens, Prentices, Falconers, Guards, Soldiers, Messengers, &c.
Makes me the bolder to salute my king With ruder terms, such as my wit affords And over-joy of heart doth minister. K. HEN. Her sight did ravish; but her grace in speech, Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty, Makes me, from wondering, fall to weeping, joys;
Such is the fulness of my
Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.
ALL. Long live queen Margaret, England's happiness! Q. MAR. We thank you all. [Flourish. SUF. My lord protector, so it please your grace,
Here are the articles of
For eighteen months,
GLO. [Reads.] Imprimis, It is agreed between the French king, Charles, and William de la Poole, marquess of Suffolk, ambassador for Henry king of England, --that the said Henry shall espouse the lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier, king of Naples, Sicilia, and Jerusalem; and crown her queen of England, ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing. -Item,- That the duchy of Anjou and the county of Maine shall be released and delivered to the king her father
K. HEN. Uncle, how now!
Pardon me, gracious lord;
them, that the duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be released and delivered over 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. HEN. They please us well.-Lord marquess, kneel down;
We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk,
We thank you all for this great favour done,
[Exeunt KING, QUEEN, and SUFFOLK.
In winter's cold and summer's parching heat,
Early and late, debating to and fro
'Tis known to you he is mine enemy;
And greatness of his place be grief to us,
[Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and SOMERSET. SAL. Pride went before, ambition follows him.
Behoves it us to labour for the realm.
How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe? While these do labour for their own preferment,
I never saw but Humphrey duke of Gloster
CAR. Nephew, what means this passionate dis- Excepting none but good duke Humphrey :
This peroration with such circumstance?
For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still.
SAL. Now, by the death of Him that died for all,
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 To match with her that brings no vantages. GLO. A proper jest, and never heard before, That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth For costs and charges in transporting her! She should have stay'd in France, and starv'd France,
CAR. My lord of Gloster, now ye grow too hot It was the pleasure of my lord the king.
And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland,
SAL. Then let's make haste away, and look unto the main.
WAR. Unto the main! O, father, Maine is lost,-
Which I will win from France, or else be slain.
The peers agreed; and Henry was well pleas'd
GLO. My lord of Winchester, I know your mind; 'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike, But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye. Rancour will out: proud prelate, in thy face I see thy fury if I longer stay,
We shall begin our ancient bickerings.Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone, I prophesied-France will be lost ere long. CAR. So, there goes our protector in a rage.
Ready to starve, and dare not touch his own:
As did the fatal brand Althea burn'd,
A day will come when York shall claim his own;
And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at jars :
SCENE II.-The same. A Room in the Duke of Gloucester's House.
Enter GLOUCESTER and the DUCHESS. DUCH. Why droops my lord, like over-ripen'd
Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load?
Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts!
With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream.
In the cathedral church of Westminster,
Where Henry and dame Margaret kneel'd to me,
GLO. Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright :
DUCH. What, what, my lord! are you so choleric With Eleanor, for telling but her dream? Next time I'll keep my dreams unto myself, And not be check'd.
GLO. Nay, be not angry, I am pleas'd again.
Enter a Messenger.
MESS. My lord protector, 'tis his highness'
You do prepare to ride unto Saint Alban's,
DUCH. Yes, my good lord, I'll follow presently. [Exeunt GLOUCESTER and Messenger. Follow I must; I cannot go before,
While Gloster bears this base and humble mind.
I would remove these tedious stumbling-blocks,
To play my part in Fortune's pageant.
Where are you there, sir John? nay, fear not, man, We are alone; here's none but thee and I.
HUME. Jesus preserve your royal majesty !
DUCH. What say'st thou? majesty! I am but
HUME. But, by the grace of God, and Hume's
Your grace's title shall be multiplied.
DUCH. What say'st thou, man? hast thou as yet
With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch;
With Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer?
And will they undertake to do me good?
HUME. This they have promised to show your highness,
A spirit rais'd from depth of under ground,
As by your grace shall be propounded him.
DUCH. It is enough; I'll think upon the questions: When from Saint Alban's we do make return, We'll see these things effected to the full. Here, Hume, take this reward; make merry, man, With thy confederates in this weighty cause.
HUME. Hume must make merry with the duchess'
Marry, and shall. But, how now, sir John Hume! Seal up your lips, and give no words but-mum; The business asketh silent secrecy.
Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch:
Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil.
Yet have I gold flies from another coast;
I dare not say, from the rich cardinal,
And from the great and new-made duke of Suffolk;
Yet I do find it so: for, to be plain,
They, knowing dame Eleanor's aspiring humour,
SCENE III.-The same. A Room in the Palace.
Enter PETER, and others, with petitions.
I PET. My masters, let's stand close; my lord protector will come this way by and by, and then we may deliver our supplications in the quill.
2 PET. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a good man! Jesu bless him!
I PET. Here a' comes, methinks, and the queen with him I'll be the first, sure.
Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN MARGARET. 2 PET. Come back, fool! this is the duke of Suffolk, and not my lord protector.
SUF. How now, fellow! wouldst any thing with me?
I PET. I pray, my lord, pardon me! I took ye for my lord protector.
Q. MAR. [Reading the superscription.] To my lord protector! Are your supplications to his lordship? Let me see them :-what is thine?
i PET. Mine is, an't please your grace, against John Goodman, my lord cardinal's man, for keeping my house, and lands, and wife and all, from me.
SUF. Thy wife, too! that's some wrong, indeed.
What's yours? What's here! [Reads.] Against the duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the commons of Melford. -How now, sir knave?
2. PET. Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner of our whole township.
PETER. [Presenting his petition.] Against my master, Thomas Horner, for saying, that the duke of York was rightful heir to the crown.
Q. MAR. What say'st thou? did the duke of York say he was rightful heir to the crown? PETER. That my master was? no, forsooth: my master said, that he was; and that the king was an usurper.
SUF. Who is there? [Enter Servants.]-Take this fellow in, and send for his master with a pursuivant presently:-we'll hear more of your matter before the king. [Exeunt Servants with PETER. Q. MAR. And as for you, that love to be protected
Under the wings of our protector's grace,
[Tears the petition.
I thought king Henry had resembled thee
SUF. Madam, be patient: as I was cause
Q. MAR. Beside the haught protector, have we
The imperious churchman; Somerset, Buckingham,
SUF. And he of these, that can do most of all,
As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife.
Was better worth than all my father's lands;
Yet must we join with him and with the lords,
K. HEN. For my part, noble lords, I care not which ;
Or Somerset or York, all's one to me.
YORK. If York have ill demean'd himself in France,
Then let him be denay'd the regentship.
SOM. If Somerset be unworthy of the place, Let York be regent; I will yield to him.
WAR. Whether your grace be worthy, yea or no, Dispute not that York is the worthier.
CAR. Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak.
WAR. Warwick may live to be the best of all.
Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this.
Q. MAR. Because the king, forsooth, will have it so. GLO. Madam, the king is old enough himself To give his censure: these are no women's matters. Q. MAR. If he be old enough, what needs your grace
To be protector of his excellence?
GLO. Madam, I am protector of the realm;
SUF. Resign it, then, and leave thine insolence.
I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man
SUF. Before we make election, give me leave
YORK. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet. First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride; Next, if I be appointed for the place, My lord of Somerset will keep me here, Without discharge, money, or furniture, Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands. Last time, I danc'd attendance on his will Till Paris was besieg'd, famish'd, and lost. WAR. That I can witness; and a fouler fact Did never traitor in the land commit. SUF. Peace, head-strong Warwick !
BOLING. Patience, good lady; wizards know their times:
Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night, The time of night when Troy was set on fire; The time when screech-owls cry, and ban-dogs howl, And spirits walk, and ghosts break up their graves,— That time best fits the work we have in hand. Madam, sit you, and fear not; whom we raise, We will make fast within a hallow'd verge. [Here they perform the ceremonies appertaining, and make the circle; BOLINGBROKE or SOUTHWELL reads, Conjuro te, &c. It thunders and lightens terribly; then the Spirit riseth.
M. JOURD. Asmath!
By the eternal God, whose name and power
WAR. Image of pride, why should I hold my Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask ;
Enter Servants of SUFFOLK, bringing in HORNER and PETER.
SUF. Because here is a man accus'd of treason; Pray God the duke of York excuse himself! YORK. Doth any one accuse York for a traitor? K. HEN. What mean'st thou, Suffolk? tell me, what are these?
SUF. Please it your majesty, this is the man That doth accuse his master of high treason: His words were these ;—that Richard, duke of York, Was rightful heir unto the English crown; And that your majesty was an usurper.
K. HEN. Say, man, were these thy words? HOR. An't shall please your majesty, I never said nor thought any such matter: God is my witness, I am falsely accused by the villain.
For, till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence. SPIR. Ask what thou wilt :-that I had said and done!
BOLING. First, of the king: what shall of him become? [Reading out of a paper. SPIR. The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose; But him outlive, and die a violent death.
[As the Spirit speaks, SOUTHWELL writes the
BOLING. What fates await the duke of Suffolk?
Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains,
Guards, and others.
PET. By these ten bones, my lords [holding up his [Thunder and lightning. Spirit descends. hands], he did speak them to me in the garret one Enter YORK and BUCKINGHAM hastily, with their night, as we were scouring my lord of York's armour. YORK. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical, I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech :I do beseech your royal majesty, Let him have all the rigour of the law.
HOR. Alas, my lord, hang me if ever I spake the words. My accuser is my prentice; and when I did correct him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his knees he would be even with me: I have good witness of this; therefore, I beseech your majesty, do not cast away an honest man for a villain's accusation.
K. HEN. Uncle, what shall we say to this in law?
CAR. The commons hast thou rack'd; the clergy's Because in York this breeds suspicion ;
Are lank and lean with thy extortions.
And let these have a day appointed them For single combat in convenient place;
SOM. Thy sumptuous buildings, and thy wife's For he hath witness of his servant's malice:
Have cost a mass of public treasury.
Upon offenders, hath exceeded law,
Q. MAR. Thy sale of offices and towns in France,-
[Gives the DUCHESS a box on the ear.
I cry you mercy, madam; was it you?
Could I come near your beauty with my nails
K. HEN. Sweet aunt, be quiet; 'twas against her will.
DUCH. Against her will! good king, look to't in
time; She'll hamper thee, and dandle thee like a baby. Though in this place most master wear no breeches, She shall not strike dame Eleanor unreveng'd. [Exit. BUCK. Lord cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, And listen after Humphrey, how he proceeds: She's tickled now; her fume can need no spurs, She'll gallop fast enough to her destruction.
GLO. Now, lords, my choler being over-blown, With walking once about the quadrangle, I come to talk of commonwealth affairs. As for your spiteful false objections, Prove them, and I lie open to the law: But God in mercy so deal with my soul, As I in duty love my king and country! But, to the matter that we have in hand :-
This is the law, and this duke Humphrey's doom.
YORK. Lay hands upon these traitors and their trash.Beldame, I think we watch'd you at an inch.-What, madam, are you there? The king and com
Injurious duke, that threatest where's no cause.
We'll see your trinkets here all forthcoming ;-
[Exit DUCHESS, from above. Exeunt Guards, with HUME, SOUTHWELL, BOLINGBROKE, &c. YORK. Lord Buckingham, methinks, you watch'd her well:
A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon!
The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose;
Aio te, acida, Romanos vincere posse.
Tell me what fate awaits the duke of Suffolk?
Come, come, my lords:
These oracles are hardily attain'd,
The king is now in progress towards Saint Alban's,
A sorry breakfast for my lord protector.
BUCK. Your grace shall give me leave, my lord of
To be the post, in hope of his reward.
Enter a Servant.
Invite my lords of Salisbury and Warwick
DUCH. Well said, my masters; and welcome all. To sup with me to-morrow night.-Away! To this gear, the sooner the better.
Enter KING HENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, GLOU CESTER, CARDINAL, and SUFFOLK, with Falconers hollaing.
Q. MAR. Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook,
I saw not better sport these seven years' day:
K. HEN. But what a point, my lord, your falcon made,
And what a pitch she flew above the rest!-
GLO. Ay, my lord cardinal,-how think you by
[Aside to GLO.
K. HEN. How now, my lords! CAR. Believe me, cousin Gloster, Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly, We had had more sport.-- Come with thy two-hand sword. [Aside to GLO.
GLO. True, uncle.
GLO. Cardinal, I am with you.
SCENE I.-Saint Alban's. INHAB. A miracle! a miracle!
SUF. Come to the king, and tell him what miracle. INHAB. Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban's shrine,
Within this half-hour hath receiv'd his sight;
K. HEN. Now, God be prais'd! that to believing souls
Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair! Enter the Mayor of St. Alban's and his Brethren; and SIMPCOX, borne between two persons in a chair; his Wife and a great multitude following. CAR. Here come the townsmen on procession, To present your highness with the man.
K. HEN. Great is his comfort in this earthly vale, Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.
GLO. Stand by, my masters, bring him near the king;
His highness' pleasure is to talk with him.
K. HEN. Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance,
That we for thee may glorify the Lord.
What, hast thou been long blind, and now restor❜d?
SIMP. Born blind, an't please your grace.
In my opinion, yet thou seest not well.
SIMP. Yes, master, clear as day; I thank God, and Saint Alban.
GLO. Say'st thou me so? What colour is this cloak of?
SIMP. Red, master; red as blood.
GLO. Why, that's well said: what colour is my gown of?
SIMP. Black, forsooth; coal-black as jet.
SUF. And yet, I think, jet did he never see.
GLO. Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst have better told.
K. HEN. Where wert thou born?
SIMP. At Berwick, in the north, an't like your
Let never day nor night unhallow'd pass,
Or of devotion to this holy shrine?
WIFE. Never, before this day, in all his life.
GLO. What's his name?
SIMP. I know not.
GLO. Nor his?
SIMP. No, indeed, master.
GLO. What's thine own name?
SIMP. Saunder Simpcox, an if it please you,
GLO. Then, Saunder, sit there, the lyingest knave In Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, Thou mightst as well have known all our names, as thus
To name the several colours we do wear.
A hundred times and oft'ner, in my sleep
Ay, God Almighty help me!
My lords, Saint Alban here hath done a miracle; And would ye not think his cunning to be great, That could restore this cripple to his legs again? SIMP. O, master, that you could! GLO. My masters of St. Alban's, have you not beadles in your town, and things called whips? MAY. Yes, my lord, if it please your grace. GLO. Then send for one presently. MAY. Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight. [Exit an Attendant. GLO. Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. [A stool brought out.] Now, sirrah, if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me over this stool and run away.
SIMP. Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone; You go about to torture me in vain.