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UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA
AT LOS ANGELES




THE GIFT OF

MAY TREAT MORRISON

IN MEMORY OF

ALEXANDER F MORRISON



THE



W O R K S



O F



S.HAKE SPEAR:



VOLUME the FIFTH.

CONTAINING,

King HENRY VI. Part II.
King HENRY VI. Part III.
King RICHARD III.
King HENRY VIII.



LONDON:

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MDCCXLVII.






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ERRATA.

Page. 23. 1. 4. for hollow'd read hallow'd. p. 32. 1. 23. for beams
read beam. p. 53. I. zj. for fteal read fteel. p. 178. 1. 29. /or over-
ture ^ coverture, p. 217. 1. 17. for loft nW lofs. p. 231. 1. 6.
/or thee read them. p. 311. 1. 8. for lefs little r.-^./little lefs. p. 344,
1. 33. for draw riarf-drew. 374. !. 2. y> too rca</ to.




THE



SECOND PAR T



O F



K. H E N R T VI.



VOL. V,






": ! '' i ; = ": ' : : ' : -vCrkmatis Perfonse.

KING Henry VI. '

Humphry Duke of Gloucefter, ? rr , .

Cr J/Beauford, Bp. of Winchefter, \ V * des " tf>e
Duke of York, pretending to the Crown.

Of the King's Party,



Duke of Buckingham, 1
Duke of Somerfet, >
Duke of Suffolk, )



Lord Clifford, of the King's Party.

Lord Say.

Lord Scales, Governor of the Tower.

Sir Humphry Stafford.

Young Stafford, hit Brother.

Alexander Iden, a Kentifh Gentleman,

Young Clifford, Son to the Lord Clifford.

Edward Plantagenet, } c / r> z

n- L j in f bons to the Dukt

Richard rlantagenet, j

Vaux, A Sea Captain, and Walter Whitmore Pirates,
A Herald.

Hume and Southwel, two Priejls.
Bolingbrook, an Ajlrologer.
A Spirit, attending on Jordan the Witch,
Thomas Horner, an Armourer.
Peter, his Man.
Clerk of Chatham.
Mayor of St. Albans.
Simpcox, an Impoftor.

Jack Cade, Bevis, Michael, John Holland, Dick the Butcher,
Smith the Weaver, and feveral others, Rebels.

Margaret, Queen to King Henry VI. fecretly in Love 'with the

Duke of Suffolk.

Dame Eleanor, Wife to the Duke of Gloucefter.
Mother Jordan, a Witch emplofd by the Dutchefs of Gloucefter,
Wife to Simpcox.

Petitioners, Aldermen, a Beadle, Sheriff and Officers, Citizens,
2uitf> Faiilconers, Guards, MeJJ'engers, and other Atten-
dants.

?fo SCENE is laid wry difperfedly in federal
Parts of England.




1 The SECOND PART of

King H E N R T VI



ACT I. SCENE L

We PALACE.

Flouri/h of Trumpets: then-, Hautboys. Enter King
Henry, Duke Humphry, Salisbury, Warwick, and
Beauford on the one fide : T'he Queen, Suffolk, York,
Somcrfet, and Buckingham on the other,

SUFFOLK.

S by your high imperial Majefty
I had in charge at my depart from France,
As procurator for your Excellence,
To marry Princefs Marg'ret for your

Grace ;

So in the famous ancient city, Tours,
In prefence of the Kings of France and Sicit,

1 The fecond part, &c.] This and the third part were firft
written under the title of the Contention of York and Lancafter,
printed in 1600, but fince vaftly improved by the Author.

Mr Pope*

2 As lyyour high, &c.] Vide //a/T's Chronicle, Fol. 66. Year
23. Init, Mr, Pope.

r* 62 The




The Second Pan of

The dukes of Orleans^ Calaber^ Bretaigne^ Alanfon^
Seven Earls, twelve Barons, twenty reverend Bilhops,
I have perform'd my task, and was efpous'd :
And humbly now upon my bended knee,
In fight of England and her lordly peers
Deliver up my title in the Queen

\Prefenting the Queen to tbe King.
To your moft gracious hand ; that are the fubftancc
Of that great thadow I did reprefent :
The happieft gift that ever Marquifs gave,
The fiireft Queen that ever King receiv'd.

K. Henry. Suffolk, arife. Welcome, Qjeen Margaret},
I can exprefs no kinder fign of love,
Than this kind kifs. O Lord, that lend'lt me life,
Lend me a heart replete with thankfulnefs !
For thou haft giv'n me, in this beauteous face,
A world of earthly blefiings to my foul ;
If fympathy of love unite our thoughts.

(i_ Mar. Great King of England^ and my gracious

lord,

The mutual conf'rence that my mind hath had,
By day, by night, waking, and in my dreams,
In courtly company, or at my beads,
With you J mine alder-lievelt Sovereign \
Makes me the bolder to falute my King
With ruder terms ; fuch as my wit affords,
And over-joy of heart doth minifter.

K. Henry. Her fight did ravifh, but her grace in

fpeech,

Her words y-clad with wifdom's majefty,
Make me from wondring fall to weeping joys,
Such is the fulnefs of my heart's content.

3 mine alder lieveft Sovereign ;] dlder-licvrft is an old

Englijb word given to him to whom the fpeaker is fupremely at-
tached : Lieveft being the fuperlative of the comparative, levar,
rather, from lief. So Hall'm his Chronicle, Henry VI. Folio 12.
Ryght hyghe and mighty Prince, and my ryght noble, *nd, after
ynt, leveft Lord.

Lord?,



King HENR-Y VI.

Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.

All kneel Long live Qieen Margret^ England's hap-
pinefs!

Q. Mar. We thank you all [Flourijb.

Saff. My lord protector, fo it pleafc your grace,
Here are the articles of contracted Peace,
Between our Sovereign and the French King Charles^
For eighteen months concluded by content.

Glo. [reads.] Imprimis, // is agreed between the
French King, Charles, and William de la Pole Mar-
quifs of Suffolk, Ambaflador for Henry King of Eng-
land, that tbefaid Henry Jballefpoafe the lady Margaret,
daughter unto Rcignier King of Naples, Sicilia, and
Jerufalem, and crown her Queen of England, ere the
thirtieth of May next enfuing.

Item, 'that the Dutchy of Anjou, and the County of
Maine, Jhall be releajed and delivered to the King her
father. [Lets fall the paper.

K. Henry. Uncle, how now ?

Glo. Pardon me, gracious lord j
Some fudden qualm hath ftruck me to the heart,
And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no further.

K. Henry. Uncle of Winchefter^ \ pray, read on.

Win. Item, 'That the Dutcbies of Anjou and Maine
Jhall be releafed and delivered to the King her fat her , and
Jhe fent over of the King of England f s own proper coft
and charges, -without having any dowry.

K Henry. Tney' picafe us well. Lord Marquifs,

kneel you down >

We here create thee the firft duke of Suffolk^
And gird thee with the fword. Coutin of Tork,
We here di (charge your Grace from being Regent
Pth' parts of France, till term of eighteen months
Be full expir'd. Thanks, uncle IVinchefter^
Glofter, Tork, Buckingham, and Somerjet,
Salisbury and IVgywick ;
We thank you for all this great favour done,

B 3 In



The Second Part of

In entertainment to my princely Qneen.
Come, let us in, and with all fpeed provide
To fee her coronation be perform'd.

[Exeunt King, Queen ; and Suffolk.

SCENE II.

Manent the reft.

Glo. Brave peers of England, pillars of the flate,
To you Duke Humphry muft unload his grief,
Your grief, the common grief of all the land.
What ! did my brother Henry fpend his youth ,
His valour, coin, and people in the wars ?
Did he fo often lodge in open field,
In winter's cold, and fummer'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 yourfelves, Somerfet, Buckingham,
Brave Tork, and Salisbury^ victorious tf'arivick,
Receiv'd deep fears in France and Normandy ?
Or hath mine uncle Beauford, and myfelf,
"With all the learned council of the realm,
Studied fb long, fat in the council-houfe,
Early and late, debating to and fro,
How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe>
And was his Highnefs in his infancy
Crowned in Paris, in defpight of foes ?
And fhall thefe labours and thefe honours die !
Shall Henry's Conqueft, Bedford's vigilance,
Your deeds of war, and all our couniel die !
Q peers of England, fhameful is this league,
Fatal this marriage > cancelling your fame,
Blotting your names from books of memory ;
Razing the characters of your renown,
Defacing monuments of conquer'd France,
Undoing all, as all had never been.

Gar.



King HENRY VI.

Car. Nephew, what means this paffionate difcourle 1
This peroration with fuch circumftances ?
For France^ 'tis ours ; and we will keep it ftill.

Glo. Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we can ;
But now it is impoffible we mould.
Suffolk, the new-made Duke that rules the roaft,
Hath giv'n the dutchy of Anjou and Maine
Unto the poor King Reignier^ whofe large ftyle
Agrees not with the leannefs of his purfe.

Sal. Now, by the death of him who dy'd for al/,
Thefe counties were the keys of Normandy:
But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant Ion?

War. For grief that they are paft recovery.
For were there hope to conquer them again,
My fword fhould med hot blood, mine eyes no tears.
Anjou and Maine! myfelf did win them both:
Thofe provinces thefe 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 fufTocate,
That dims the honour of this warlike ifle!
France mould have torn and rent my very heart,
Before I would have yielded to this league.
I never read, but England'?, Kings have had
J^arge fums 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 jeft, and never heard before,
That Suffolk mould demand a whole fifteenth,
For coft and charges in tranfporting her :
She mould have ftaid in France, and ftarv'd in France^
Before

Car. My lord of Glo'fter^ now ye grow too hot:
It was the pleafure of my lord the King.

Glo. My lord of fPincbefter* I know your mind.
*Tis not my fpeeches that you do miflike,
But 'tis my prelence that doth trouble you.
Rancour will out, proud prelate i in thy face,

B 4 I



"lie Second Part of

I fee thy fury : if I longer ftay,

We fhall begin our ancient bickerings.

Lordings, farewel ; and fay, when 1 am gone,

I prophefy'd, France will be loft 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.
Confider, lords, he is the next of blood,
And heir apparent to the Englifh crown.
Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,
4 And all the wealthy kingdoms of the eatt,
There's reafon he ihould be difpleas'd at it.
Look to it, lords, let not his fmoothing words,
Bewitch your hearts; be wife and circumfpecl.
What though the common people favour him,
Calling him Humphry , the good Duke of Glo'ftc-r,
Clapping their hands and crying with loud voice,
Jefu maintain your royal excellence !
With, God freferue the good Duke Humphry!
I fear me, lords, for all this flattering glofs,
He will be found a dangerous protector.

Buck. Why mould he then protect our fovereign,
He being of age to govern of himfelf ?
, Coufin of Somerfet, join you with me,
And altogether with the Duke of Suffolk^
We'll quickly hoift Duke Humphry from his feat.

Car. This weighty bu fine is will not brook delay.
I'll to the Duke of Suffolk prefeurly. [.v/r.

Sow. Coufin of Buckingham^ though Humphry's pride
And greatnels of his place be grief to us,
Yet let us watch the haughty Cardinal :
His infolence is more intolerable
Than all the princes in the !.u;ci befide:
Jf Gk'Jler be difplac'd, he'll be protector.

4 And all the wealthy kingdoms of the WEST,} c?r:ii;.'y
Sbakejpejr wrote EAiT.

Buck,



King HENRY VI.

Buck. Or Somerfet) or I, will be prote&or,
Deipight Duke Humphry, or the Cardinal.

[Ex. Buckingham and Somerfet =

Sal. Pride went before, ambition follows him.
While thefe do labour for their own preferment,
Behoves it us to labour for the realm.
I never faw, but Humphry Duke of Glo'Jler
Did bear him like a noble gentleman :
Oft have I leert the haughty Cardinal
More like a foldier, than a man o*di* church,
As ftout and proud as he were lord of all,
Swear like a ruffian, and demean himfelf
Unlike the ruler of a common-weal.
Warwick my Ion, the comfort of my age !
Thy deeds, thy plainnefs, and thy houle- keeping,
Have won the greateft favour of the commons,
Kxcepting none but good Duke Humphry.
And brother Tork^ thy acts in Ireland^
In bringing them to civil difcipline -,
Tny late exploits done in the heart of Prunes,
When thou wert regent for our Sovereign,
Have made thee fear'd and honour'd ot the people.
Join we together for the publick good,
In what we can, to bridle and fuppreis
The pride of Suffolk, and the Cardinal,
With Somerfet\ and Buckingham's ambition ;
And, as we may, cherifh 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!

Tork. And fo fays York for he hath greateft caufe.

\_Afide.

Sal. Then let's make hafte, and look unto the num.

War. Unto the main ? Oh father, Maine is loft j
That Mc.ine, which by main force Warwick did win,
And u/ouid have kept, fo long as breath did Jaft:

Main



i o The Second Part of

Main chance, father, you meant ; but I meant Maim,,
Which I will win from France^ or elfe be flain.

[Ex. Warwick and Salisbury,

SCENE III.

Manet York.

Tork. Anjou and Maim are given to the French -,
Paris is loft ; the ftate of Normandy '
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 giveaway, and not their own.
Pirates may make cheap penn'worths of their pillage,
And purchafe 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 haplefs hands,
And makes his head, and trembling (lands aloof,
While all is mar'd, and all is borne away ;
Ready to ftarve, and dares not touch his own.
So Tork muft fit, and fret, and bite his tongue,
While his own lands are bargainM for, and fold.
Methinks, the realms of England, France > aod/rafe/,
Bear that proportion to my rlelh and blood,
As did the fatal brand Althea burnt,
Unto the prince's heart of Catydon.
Anjou and Maine^ both giv'n unto the French!
Cold news for me : for 1 had hope of France^
Ev'n as I have of fertile England's foil.
A day will come, when Tork (hall claim his own i
And therefore I will take the Nevills* parts,
And make a mew of love to proud Duke
And, when I fpy advantage, claim the Crown,'
For that's the golden mark I feek to hit.

Nor



King H E N R Y VI.

Nor fhall proud Lancafter ufurp my right,
Nor hold the fcepter in his child ifh fid,
Nor wear the diadem upon his head,
Whofe church-like humour fits not for a Crown.
Then, Tork^ be (till a while, till time do ferve :
Watch thou, and wake when others be afleep,
To pry into the fecrets of the State ;
Till Henry i furfeiting in joys of love,
With his new bride, and England's dear-bought
And Humphry with the Peers be fall'n at jars.
Then will I raife aloft the milk-white Rofe,
With whofe fweet fmell the air fhall be perfum'd 5
And in my Standard bear the arms of Tork 9
To grapple with the houfe of Lancafter ;
And, force perforce, I'll make him yield the Crown,
Whofe bookifh Rule hath pull'd fair England down.

[**/ York.

SCENE IV.

Changes to the Duke of Gloucefter'j Houfe.

Enter Duke Humphry, and his Wife Eleanor.

droops my lord, like over-ripen'd



corn

Hanging the head with Ceres' plenteous load ?
Why doth the great Duke Humphry knit his brows,
As frowning at the favours of the world?
Why are thine eyes fixt to the fullen earth,
Gazing at that which feems to dim thy fight?
What leeft thou there? King Henrfs Diadem,
Inchas'd with all the honours of the world?
If fo, gaze on, and grovel on thy face,
Until thy head be circled with the fame.
Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious Gold :
What! is't too fliort ? I'll lengthen it with mine.
And, having both together heav'd it up,

We'll



12 'The Second Part of

We'll both together lift our heads to heaven :

And never more abafe our fight ib Jow,

As to vouchfafe one glance unto the ground.

Glo. O Nell, fweet AW/, if thou doft love thy lord,
Banifh the canker of ambitious thoughts:
And may that thought, when I imagine 111
Againft my King and nephew, virtuous Henry,
Be my laft Breathing in this mortal world!
My troublous dreams this night do make me fad.

Elean. What dream'd my lord ? tell me, and I'll

requite it
"With fweet rehearfal of my morning's dream.

Glo. Methought, this Staff, mine office- badge in

Court,

Was broke in twain ; by whom I have forgot ;
But, as I think, it was by th' Cardinal ;
And, on the pieces of the broken wand,
Were plac'd the heads of Edmund Duke of Somerfet,
And William de la Pole firft Duke of Suffolk.
This was the dream ; what it doth bode, God knows.

Elean. Tut, this was nothing but an argument,
That he, that breaks a ftick of Glo'Jler's grove.
Shall lofe his head for his Preemption.
But lift to me, my Humphry^ my fweet Duke :
Methought, I fat in feat of Majefty,
In the Cathedral church of Weftminftcr^
And in that Chair where Kings and Qjeens were

crown'd j

Where Henry and Margaret kneel*d to me,
And on my head did let the Diadem.

Glo. Nay, Eleanor, then muft I chide outright :
Prefumpaious Dame, ill-nurtur'd Eieanur^
Art thou not iecond woman in the Realm,
And the Protestor's wife, belov'd or him ?
Haft thou not worldly pleaiure at command,
Above the reach or compafs of thy thought?
And wilt thou ftill be hammering treachery,

To



King HENRY VI. 13

To tumble down thy husband, and thyfelf,
From top of honour to difgrace's feet ?
Away from me, and let me hear no more.

EUan. What, what! my lord ! are you ib cholerick
With Eleanor, for telling but her dream?
Next time, I'll keep my dreams unto myfelf,
And not be check'd.

Glo. Nay, be not angry, I am pkas'd again.

Enter Mefftnger.

Me/. My lord Protedor, 'tis his Highnefs' pleafure,
You do prepare to ride unto St. Albans^
Whereas the King and Queen do mean to hawk.

Glo. I go: come, Nel/ 9 thou wilt ride with us?

[Exit Gloucefter.

Elean. Yes, my good lord, I'll follow prefently.
Follow I mull, I cannot go before,
Wlnie G/o'Jter bears this bafc and humble mind.
Were I a man, a Duke, and next of blood,
] would remove thefe tedious ftumbling-blocks;
And fmooth my way upon their heaidlefs necks.
And being a woman, I will not be flack
To play my part in Fortune's pageant.
Where are you there? Sir John \ nay, fear nor, man,
We are alone i here's none but thee and I.

Enter Hume.

Hume. Jefus prefer ve your Royal Majtfty !

Ekan. What fay'ft thou ? Majefty ? I am but Grace,

Hume. But by the grace of God, and Hum's advice,
Your Grace's title (hull be mulciply'd.

E,kan. What lay 'it thou, man? haft thou as yet

conferi 'd

With Margery Jordan^ the cunning witch \
And Roger Bolinglrovk the conjurer,
And will they undertake to do me gocd ?

Hume.



14 The Second Part of

Hume. This they have promifed to fhew your

* t ./ *

Highnefs

A Spirit rais'd from depth of under-ground,
That fhall make anfwer to fuch queftions,
As by your Grace fhall be propounded him.

Elean. Jt is enough, Til think upon the queftions :
When from St Albans we do make return,
We'll fee thofe things effected to the full.
Here, Hume , take this reward ; make merry, man,
With thy confederates in this weighty caufe.

[Exit Eleanor.

Hume. Hume muft make merry with the Dutchefs'

gold:

Marry, and fhall; but how now, Sir John Hume?
Seal up your lips, and give no words, but mum !
The bufinefs asketh filent fecrecy.
Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch :
Gold cannot come amifs, were fhe a devil.
Yet have I gold, flies from another coaft :
I dare not fay from the rich Cardinal,
And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk ;
Yet I do find it fo : for to be plain,
They (knowing Dame Eleanor's afpiring humour)
Have hired me to undermine the Dutchels ,
And buz thefe conjurations in her brain.
They fay, a crafty knave does need no broker ;
Yet am I Suffolk's, and the Cardinal's, broker.
Hume, if you take not heed, you fhall go near
To call them both a pair of crafty knaves.
Well, fo it (lands ; and thus I fear at laft,
Hume's knavery will be the Dutchels' wreck,
And her Attainture will be Humphry's Fall :
Sort how it will, I fhall have gold for all. [Exit.



S C E N E



King HENRY VI.

SCENE V.

Changes to an Apartment in the Palace.

Enter three or four Petitioners, Peter the drmoitrtfs

man being one.

i Pet. A/T Y matters, let's ftand clofc ; my lord Pro-
Wl. tedor will come this way by and by, and
then we may deliver our (applications in the quill.

2 Pet. Marry, the Lord protect him, for he's a
good man, Jefu blefs him !

Enter Suffolk, and Queen.

1 Pet. Here a' comes, methinks, and the Queen
with him : I'll be the firft, fure.

2 Pet. Come back, fool, this is the Duke of Suf-
folk, and not my lord Protector.

Suf. How now, fellow, would'ft any thing with
me? *

i Pet. I pray, my lord, pardon me j I took ye
for my lord Protestor.

Q^ Mar. To my lord Proteffor. [reading] Are your
fupplications to his lordlhip? let me fee them; what
is thine?

1 Pet. Mine is, an't pleafe your Grace, againft7<?&i
Goodman^ my lord Cardinal's man, for keeping my
houfe and lands, and wife, and all from me.

Suf. Thy wife too? that's fome wrong, indeed.
What's yours? what's here? [Reads.} dgainji the Duks
cf Suffolk, for imlofmg the Commons of Long Melford,
How now, Sir Knave ?

2 Pet. Alas, Sir, I am but a poor petitioner of
our whole Townfhip.

Suf. [reads.] Againft my meftsr^ Thomas Homer,
for faying, that the Duke of York was rightful heir t&
the Crown.



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. What! did the Duke of Tork fay, he
was rightful heir to the Crown ?

Peter. That my matter was ? no, forfooth ; my ma-
fter faid, that he wasj and that the King was an
ufurper.

Suf. Who is there? - Take this fellow in, and
fend for his mafter with a purfuivant, prefently j we'll
hear more of your matter before the King.

[Exit Peter guarded.

Q_Mar. And as for you, that love to be protected
Under the wings of our Protector's Grace,
Begin your fuits anew, and fue to him.

[Tears tbe fupplicatiens.
Away, bafe cullions: Suffolk, let them go.

All. Come, let's be gone. [Exeunt Petitioners,

Q^Mar. My lord of Suffolk, fay, is this the guifer
Is this the fafhion in the Court of England?
Is this the Government of Britain's ifle?
And this the royalty of Albion's King?
What! (hall King Henry be a Pupil (till,
Under the furly Glo'fter's governance?
Am I a Qjeen in title and in ftyle,
And mud be made a Subject to a Duke r
I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours
Thou ran'rt a-tilt in honour of my love,
And floi'ft away the ladies' hearts of Prance \
I thought, King Henry had rcicmbled thee
In courage, courtmip, and proportion :
But all hii mind is bent to holinefs,
To number s/ve Maries on his beads ;
His champions are the Prophets and Apoftles:
His weapons holy Saws of facred Writ ;
His ftudy is his tilt-yard ; and his loves
Are brazen images of canoniz'd faints.
I would, the College of the Cardinals
Would chufe him Pope, and carry him to Rom t
And fee the triple Crown upon his head j

That



King H E N R Y VI. 17

That were a (late fie for his holinefs!

Suf. Madam, be patient ; as I was the cauie
Your Highnefs came to England, fo will I
In England work your Grace's full content.

Q^ Mar. Beficle the proud Protector, have we Beauford
TV imperious Churchman -, Somerfet, Buckingham,
And grumbling York ; and not the lead of thefe
Bat can do more in England, than the King.

Suf. And he of thefe, that can do moft of all,
Cannot do more in England than the Nffvills ',
Salisbury and Warwick are no fimple Peers.

Q^ Mar. Not all thefe lords do vex me half fo muchj
As that proud Dame, the lord Protector's wife :
She fweeps it through the Court with treopa of ladies.
More like an Emprefs than Duke Humphry's wife.
Strangers in Court do take her for the Queen ;
She bears a Duke's revenues on her back,
And in her heart fhe fcorns our poverty.
Shall I not live to be aveng'd on her ?
Contemptuous, bafe-born, Callot as Ihe is,
She vaunted 'mongft her minions t'other day,
The very train of her worft wearing gown
Was better worth than all my father's lands ;
Till Suffolk gave two Dukedoms for his daughter!
Suf. Madam, myfelf have lim'd a bum for her,

And plac'd a quire of fuch enticing birds,

That fhe will light to liften to their lays 5

And never mount to trouble you again.

So, let her reft; and, Madam, lift to me 5

For I am bold to counfel you in this ;

Although we fancy not the Cardinal,



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