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That in this quarrel have been overthrown,
And sold their bodies for their country's benefit,
Shall we at last conclude effeminate peace ?
Have we not lost most part of all the towns,
By treason, falsehood, and by treachery,
Our great progenitors had conquered?
O, Warwick, Warwick! I foresee with grief
The utter loss of all the realm of France.

Be patient, York! if we conclude a peace,
It shall be with such strict and severe covenants,
As little shall the Frenchmen gain thereby.

Enter Charles, attended ; Alen^an, Bastard,

Hcignier, and others.


Since, lords of England, it is thus agreed,
That peaceful truce shall be proclaim'd in
We come to be informed by yourselves [France,
What the conditions of that league must be.

Speak, Winchester; for boiling choler chokes
The hollow passage of my poison 'd voice,
By sight of these our baleful enemies.

Charles, and the rest, it is enacted thus :
That, in regard king Henry gives consent,
Of mere compassion, and of lenity,
To ease your country of distressful war,
And suffer you to breathe in fruitful peace,
You shall become true liegemen to his crown.
And, Charles, upon condition thou wilt swear
To pay him tribute, and submit thyself,
Thou shalt be plac'd as viceroy under him,
And still enjoy thy regal dignity.

Must he be then as shadow of himself?
Adorn his temples with a coronet,
And yet, in substance and authority,
Retain but privilege of a private man ?
This proffer is absurd and reasonless.


'Tis known, already that I am posspss'd
With more than half the Gallian territories,
And therein reverenc'd for their lawful king :
Shall I, for lucre of the rest unvanquish'd,
Detract so much from that prerogative,
As to be call'd but viceroy of the whole?
No, lord ambassador; I'll rather keep
That which I have, than, coveting for more,
Be cast from possibility of all.

Insulting Charles! hast thou by secret means
Used intercession to obtain a league,
And now the matter grows to compromise,
Stand'st thou aloof upon comparison ?
Either accept the title thou usurp'st,
Of benefit proceeding from our king,
And not of any challenge of desert,
Or we will plague thee with incessant wars.

My lord, you do not well in obstinacy
To cavil in the course of this contract :
If once it be neglected, ten to one,
We shall not find like opportunity.

To say the truth, it is your

To save your subjects from such massacre,
And ruthless slaughters, as are daily seen
By our proceeding in hostility ;
And, therefore, take this compact of a truce,
Although you break it when your pleasure serves.


How say'st thou, Charles? shall our condition
stand ?


It shall ; only reserv'd, you claim no interest
In any of our towns of garrison.

Then swear allegiance to his majesty ;
As thou art knight, never to disobey,
Nor be rebellious to the crown of England,

So ; now dismiss your army when ye please :
Hang up your ensigns, let your drums be still.
For here we entertain a solemn peace. L Exeunt.

SCENE V. London, A Room in the Palace.

Enter King Henry, in conference with Sifffolk;

Gloster and Exeter following.

King Henry.

Your wondrous rare description, noble earl,
Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish 'd me :
Her virtues, graced with external gifts,
Do breed love's settled passions in my heart ;
And like as rigour of tempestuous gusts
Provokes the mightiest hulk against the tide,
So am I driven, by breath of her renown,
Either to suffer shipwreck, or arrive
Where I may have fruition of her love.

Tush ! my good lord, this superficial tale
Is but a preface of her worthy praise :
The chief perfections of that lovely dame,
(Had I sufficient skill to utter them)
Would make a volume of enticing lines,
Able to ravish any dull conceit.
And, which is more, she is not so divine,
So full replete with choice of all delights,
But with as humble lowliness of mind,
She is content to be at your command ;
Command, I mean, of virtuous chaste intent*
To love and honour Henry as her lord.

s . \


King Hmry.

And otherwise will Henry ne'er presume.
Tiici ctore, my lord piotector, give consent,
Tli.it Margaret may be England'* royal queen.


So should I give consent to flatter sin.
You know, my lord, jour highness is butroth'd
Unto another lady or esteem ;
Mow shall we. then, dispense with that contract,
And not deface your honour with reproach?

As doth a ruler with unlawful oaths :
Or one that, at a triumph having vow'd
To try his strength, forsaketh yet the lista
By reason of his adversary's odd*.
A poor carl's daughter is unequal odds,
And therefore may be broke without offence.

Why, what. I pray, is Margaret more than
Her father is no better than an earl, [that ?
Although in glorious titles he excel.

Yes, my lord, her father is a king,
The king of Kaples and Jerusalem ;
And of such great authority in France,
As his alliance will confirm our peace,
And keep the Frenchmen in allegiance.

And so the earl of Armagnac may do,
Because he is near kinsman unto Charles.

Beside, his wealth doth warrant a liberal


Where Reignier sooner will receive, than give.

A dower, my lords ! disgrace not so your king,
That he should be so abject, base, and poor,
To choose for wealth, and not for perfect love.
Henry is able to enrich his queen,
And not to seek a queen to make him rich.
.So worthless peasants bargain for their wives,
As market-men for oxen, sheep, or horse.
Marriage is a matter of more worth,
Than to be dealt in by attorney ship:
Not whom we will, but whom his grace affects,
Must be companion of his nuptial bed ;
And therefore, lords, since he affects her most,
Most of all these reasons bindeth us,
In our opinions she should be preferr'd.
For what is wedlock forced but a hell,

a pattern of celestial peace. \\

Whom should wo match with Henry, being a
But Margaret that is daughter to a king ?


An age of discord and continual strife?
Whereas the contrary brlngeth bliss,
And is a pattern of celestial peace. [king,

Henry, b< "
:o a king ?

Her peerless feature, joined with her birth
Approves her fit for none but for a king:
Her valiant courage, and undaunted spirit,
(More than in women commonly is seen)
Will answer our hope in issue of a king;
For Henry, son unto a conqueror,
Is likely to beget more conquerors,
If with a lady of so high resolve,
As is fair Margaret, he be link'd in love, [me,
Then yield, my lords; and here conclude with
That Margaret shall be queen, and none but she.
King Henry.

Whether it be through force of your report,
My noble lord of Sttfolk, or for that
My tender youth was never yet attaint
With any passion of inflaming love,
I cannot tell ; but this I am assur'd,
I feel such sharp dissension in my breast.
Such fierce alarums both of hope and fear,
As I am sick with working of my thoughts.
Take, therefore, shipping ; post, my lord, to
Agree to any covenants, and procure [France :
That lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come
To cross the seas to England, and be crown'd
King Henry's faithful and anointed queen.
For your expences and sufficient charge,
Among the people gather up a tenth.
Be gone, I say ; for till you do return,

I rest perplexed with a thousand cares

And you, good uncle, banish all offence:
If you do censure me by what you were,
Not what you are, I know it will excuse
This sudden execution of my will.
And so conduct me, where from company
I may revolve and ruminate my grief.

Ay, grief, I fear me, both at first and last.

[Exeunt Gutter and Zftrfcr.


Thus Suffolk hath prevail'd ; and thus he goes.
As did the youthful Parit once to Greece,
With hope to find the like event in love,
But prosper better than the Trojan did.
Margaret shall now be queen, and rule the king ;
But 1 will rule both her, the king, and realm. .


ACT i. Sc. r.




Humphrey, Duke of Gloster, his Uncle.
Cardinal Beaufort, Bishop of Winchester.
Richard Plantagenet, Duke of York.
Edward and Richard, his Sons.
Duke of Somerset, }

Duke of Suffolk, ( Of the King's

Duke of Buckingham, f Party.
Lord Clifford, and his Son, }

of the

Lord Scales, Governor of the Tower. Lord Say.

Sir Humphrey Stafford, and his Brother. Sir

John Stanley.
Walter Whitmore.

A Sea-captain, Master, and Master's Mate.
Two Gentlemen, Prisoners with Suffolk. Vaux.
Hume and Southwell, Priests.


SCENE I. London. A Room of State in the

Flourish of Trumpets : then Hautboys. Enter,
on one side, King Henry, Duke of Gloster,
Salisbury, Warwick, and Cardinal Beaufort';
on the other, Queen Margaret, led in by
Suffolk; York, Somerset, Buckingham, and
others, following.


AS by your high imperial majesty
1 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, Bretaigne, and

Seven earls, twelve barons, and twenty reverend


I have per form 'd my task, and was espous'd:
And humbly now upon my bended knee,

Bolingbroke, a Conjurer. A Spirit raised by

Thomas Horner, an Armourer. Peter, his Man.

Clerk of Chatham . Mayor, of S. A Iban 's.

Simpcox, an Impostor. Two Murderers.

Jack Cade.

George, John.Dick, Smith, the Weaver, Michael,
S;c., Cade's Followers,

Alexander Iden, a Kentish Gentleman.

Margaret, Queen to King Henry,
i Eleanor, Duchess of Gloster.
j Margery Jourdain, a Witch, Wife to Simpcox.

j Lords, Ladies, and Attendants; Herald; Pe-
\ titioners, Alderman, a Beadle, Sheriff', and
Officers; Citizens, Prentices, Falconet f,
\ Guards, Soldiers, Messengers, %c.

SCENE, in various parts of England.

In sight of England and her lordly peers,
Deliver up my title in the queen
To your most gracious hands, that are the sub-

Of that great shadow I did represent ;
The happiest gift that ever marquess gave,
The fairest queen that ever king receiv'd.

Suffolk, arise. Welcome, queen Margaret:
I can express no kinder sign of love, [life,

i Than this kind kiss. O Lord! that lends me
Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness;
For thou hast given me, in this beauteous face,
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.

Great king of England, and my gracious lord,
The mutual conference that my mind hath had
By day, by night, waking, and in my dreams,
In courtly company, or at my beads,
With you mine alderlievest sovereign,
Makes me the bolder to salute my king
With ruder terms, such as my wit affords,
And over-joy of heart doth minister. R j

ACT i. Sc.i.




Her sight did ravish, but her grace in speech,
'. Her words y-clad w ith wisdom's majesty,
Makes me from wondering fall to weeping joys;
1 Such is the fulness of my heart's content.
Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.

j Long live queen Margaret, England's happi-

yui-rii Margaret.
We thank you all. [ Flourish.


My lord protector, so it please your grace,
Here are the articles of contracted peace,
Between our sovereign, and the French king

For eighteen months concluded by consent.


"Imprimis: It is agreed between the French
king, Charles, and WUliamdela Poole, marquess
of SuJJbll;, ambassador for Henry king of Eng-
land, that the said Henry shall espouse the
lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier king of
Naples, Sicik'a, 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"

King Henry.
Uncle, how now ?


Pardon me, gracious lord ;
Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart,
And dimm'd mine eyes, that I can read no

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


Item," It is farther agreed between 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 Eng-
land's own proper cost and charges, without
having any dowry."

King Henry.
They please us well. Lord marquess, kneel


We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk,
And girt thee with thesword. Cousin of York,
We here discharge your grace from being regent
1' the parts of France, till term of eighteen


Be full expir'd. Thanks, uncle Winchester,
Gloster, York, Buckingham, Somerset,
Salisbury, and Warwick ;
We thank you ail for 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, Qttfen, and Si/ffiiH-.


Brave peers of England, pillars of the state,
To you duke Humphrey must unload his grief,
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, Salisbury, and victorious Wai wick,
Kecciv'd deep scars in France and Normandy?

I Or hath mine uncle Beaufort, and myself,
| With all the learned council of the realm,

Studied so long, sat in the council-house
' Early and late, debating to and fro [awe?

i How France and Frenchmen might be kept in

And was his highness in his infancy

Crowned in Paris, in despite of foes?

And shall these labours, and these honours, die?
1 Shall Henry's conquest, Bedford's vigilance,
I Your deeds of war, and all our counsel, die?
; O peers of England! shameful is this league:

Fatal this marriage ; cancelling your fame,
. Blotting your names from books of memory,

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

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


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

Now, by the death of Him that died for all,
| These counties were the keys of Normandy.
j But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son ?


For grief, that they are past recovery ;
I For, were there hope to conquer them again,
! My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no


i 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,
i Deliver'd up again with peaceful words?
Mort Dieu !


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 I never read but England's kings have had
Large sums of gold, and dowries, with their


And our king Henry gives away his own,
To match with her that brings no vantages.


' A proper jest, and never heard before,
i That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth,
j For costs and charges in transporting her !
I She should have stay'd in France, and starv'd

Before [in Prance,


My lord of Gloster, now you grow too hot.
It was the pleasure of my lord the king.


My lord of Winchester, I know your mind :
'Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,
But 'tis my presence that doth trouble ye.
i Rancour will out : proud prelate, in thy face
I see thy fury. If 1 longer stay,
We shall begin our ancient bickerings.
Ixjrdings, farewell; and say, when I am gone,
1 prophesied, France will be lost ere long.


So, there goes our protector in a rage.
'Tis known to you he is mine enemy ;
Nay, more, an enemy unto you all,



ACT i. Sc. i.

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 west,
There's reason he should be displeas'd at it.
Look to it, lords : let not his smoothing words
Bewitch your hearts; be wise, and circumspect.
What though the common people favour him,
Calling him "Humphrey the good duke of

Gloster; "
Clapping their hands, and crying with loud


"Jesu maintain your royal excellence ! "
With "God preserve the good duke Hum-

1 fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss,
He will be found a dangerous protector.

Why should he, then, protect our sovereign,
He being of age to govern of himself ?
Cousin of Somerset, join you with me,
And all together, with the duke of Svjffblk,
We'll quickly hoise duke Humphrey from his


This weighty business will not brook delay ;

I'll to the duke of Suffolk presently. [Exit.


Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey's


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 Gloster be displac'd, he'll be protector.

Or thou, or I, Somerset, will be protector,
Despite duke Humphrey, or the cardinal.

:Kxeunt Buckingham and Somerset

Pride went before, ambition follows him.
While these do labour for their own preferment,
Behoves it us to labour for the realm.
1 never saw but Humphrey, duke of Gloster,
Did bear him like a noble gentleman.
Oft have 1 seen the haughty cardinal,
More like a soldier, than a man o' the church,
As stout, and proud, as he were lord of all,
Swear like a ruffian, and demean himself

Unlike the ruler of a common-weal

Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age,

Thy deeds, thy plainness, and thy house- keeping,

Have won the greatest favour of the commons,

Excepting none but good duke Humphrey:

And, brother York, thy acts 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


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 Humphrey's deeds,
While they do tend the profit of the land.

So God help Warwick, as he loves the land,
And common profit of his country.


And so says York, for he hath greatest cause.


Then let's make haste away, and look unto
the main.


Unto the main? O father! Maine is lost ;
! That Maine, which by main force Warwick did


i And would have kept, so long as breath did last :
I Main chance, father, you meant; but 1 meant


', Which I will win from France, or else be slain.
[Exeunt Warwick and Salisbury.


i Anjou and Maine are given to the French ;
Paris is lost : the state 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 fait


I cannot blame them all : what is't to them?
'Tis thine they give away, and not their own.
Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their


And purchase friends, and give to courtezans,
Still revelling, like lords, till all be gone;
While as the silly owner of the goods
Weeps over them, and wrings his hapless hands,
And shakes his head, and trembling stands aloof,
While all is shar'd, and all is borne away,
Ready to starve, and dare not touch his own :
So York must sit, and fret, and bite his tongue,
While his own lands are bargain 'd for, and sold.
Methinks, the realms of England, France, and


Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood,
As did the fatal brand Althea burn'd,
Unto the prince's heart of Calydon.
Anjou and Maine, both given unto the French I
Cold news for me ; for I had hope of France,
Even as I have of fertile England's soil.
A day will come when York shall claim his own ;
And therefore 1 will take the Nevils' parts,
And make a show of love to proud duke Hum-

And, when 1 spy advantage, claim the crown,
For that's the golden mark I seek to hit.
; Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right,
i Nor hold the sceptre in his childish fist,
Nor wear the diadem upon his head,
j Whose church-like humours fit not for a crown.
! Then, York, be still awhile, till time do serve:
j Watch thou, and wake, when others be asleep,
j To pry into the secrets of the state,
Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love, [queen,
With his new bride, and England's dear-bought
And Humphrey with the peers be fall'n at jars:
i Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose,
With whose sweet smell the air shall be per-


i And in my standard bear the arms of York,
\ To grapple with the house of Lancaster ,
I And, force perforce, I'll make him yield the
crown, [down.

' Whose bookish rule hath pull'd fair England


SCENE 11. The same. A Room in the Duke
of Gloster'* House.

Enter Muster and the Duchess,


Why droops my lord, like over -ripen 'd corn,
Hanging the head at Ceres' plenteous load ?
Why doth the great duke Humphrey knit his


As frowning at the favours of the world ?
Why are thine eyes fix'd to the sullen earth,
Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sight ?

ACT i. S<: in.



What seest thou there ? king Henry't diadem,
Knchas'd with all the honours of the world ?
If so, gaze on, and grovel on thy face,

! Until thy head be circled with the same.

Put forth thy hand ; reach at the glorious gold

What, is't too short? I'll lengthen it with mine;
And having both together heav'd it up,
We'll both together lift our heads to heaven,

1 And never more abase our sight so low,
As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground.


Nell! sweet Nell, if thou dost love thy lord,
Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts :

And may that thought, when I imagine ill
Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry,
Be my last breathing in this mortal world.
My troublous dream this night doth make me

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

requite it
With sweet rehearsal of my morning's dream.

Methought, this staff, mine office-badge in


Was broke in twain: by whom, I have forgot,
But, as I think, it was by the cardinal ;
And on the pieces of the broken wand [set,
Were plac'd the heads of Edmond duke of Somer-
And William de la Poole, first duke of Suffolk.
This was my dream: what it doth bode God


Tut ! this was nothing but an argument,
That he that breaks a stick of Gloster' s grove,
Shall lose his head for his presumption.
But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet duke :
Methought, I sat in seat of majesty,
In the cathedral church of Westminster,
And in that chair, where kings and queens were
crown'd ; [me,

Where Henry, and dame Margaret, kneel'd to
And on my head did set the diadem.


Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright.
Presumptuous dame! ill-nurtur'd Eleanor!
Art thou not second woman in the realm,
And the protector's wife, be lov'd of him ?
Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command,
Above the reach or compass of thy thought ?
And wilt thou still be hammering treachery,
To tumble down thy husband, and thyself,
From top of honour to disgrace's feet ?
Away from me, and let me hear no more.

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. '

Nay, be not angry, I am pleas'd again.
Enter a Messenger.

My lord protector, 'tis his highness' pleasure,
I ' You do prepare to ride unto S. Alban's,
Whereas the king and queen do mean to hawk.

1 go. Come, AV; thou wilt ride with us?

Yes, my good lord, iVfoflow presently.

[Exeunt Gloster and Metsenger.
Follow I must -,~\ cannot go before,
While Gloster bears this base and humble mind.

I Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood,
' I would remove these tedious stumbling- blocks,

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