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My mother, being heir unto the crown,
War. What plain proceeding is more plain than this?
Both. Long live our Sov’reign Richard, England's King! York. We thank you, Lords: but I am not your King Till I be crown'd; and that my sword be stain'd With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster : And that's not suddenly to be perform’d, But with advice and filent secrecy. Do you, as I do, in these dang’rous days, Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's insolence, At Beauford's pride, at Somerset's ambition, At Buckingham, and all the crew of them ; Till they have snar'd the shepherd of the flock, That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphry: 'Tis that they seek; and they in seeking that Shall seek their deaths, if York can prophecy.
Sal. My Lord, here break we off; we know your mind..
War. My heart assures me, that the Earl of Warwick Shall one day make the duke of York a King.
York. And, Nevil, this I do assure myself: Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick The greatest man in England, but the King. [Exeunt.
SCENE changes to a House near to Smithfield. Sound Trumpets. Enter King Henry and Nobles; the
Duchess, Mother Jordan, Southwell, Hume, and Bo
lingbroke, under guard. K.H. STand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Glo'fer's wife, STan
In fight of God and us your guilt is great ;
death. Glo. The law, thou feeft, hath judg'd thee, Eleanor ; I cannot justify, whom law condemns.
(Exeunt Eleanor, and the others, guarded. Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart with grief. Ah, Humphry! this dishonour in thine age Will bring thy head with forrow to the ground, I beseech your Majesty give me leave to go; Sorrow would folace, and my age would ease.
K. Henry. Stay Humphry, Duke of Glo'fer; ere thou go,
Q. Mar. I see no reason, why a King of years
Glo. My staff? here, noble Henry, is my staff:
And even as willing at thy feet I leave it,
Q. Mar. Why now is Henry King, and Marg’ret Queen, And
Humphry, Duke of Glofter, scarce himself,
Suf. Thus droops this lofty pine, and hangs his sprays ;; Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her younger days.
York. Lords, let him go. Please it your Majesty,
Q. Mar. Ay, good my Lord; for purposely therefore Left I the court, to see this quarrel try'd.
K. Henry. A'God's name see the lists and all things fity Here let them end it, and God guard the right.
York. I never saw a fellow worse bestead, Or more afraid to fight, than is th' appellant ! The servant of the armourer, my Lords. Enter at one door the armourer and his neighbours, drinking
to him so much, that he is drunk; and he enters with a drum before him, and his staff with a fand-bag fastned to it (8); and at the other door his man, with a drum and a sand-bag, and prentices drinking to him.
i Neigh. Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of fack; and fear not, neighbour, you hall do well enough.
(8) With a sand-bag fastend to it.] As, according to the old laws of duels, Knights were to fight with the lance and sword; so those of inferior rank fought with an Ebon staff or battoon, to the farther end of which was fix'd a bag cram'd hard with sand. To this cuftom Hudibras has alluded in these humorous lines :
Engag'd with money-bags, as bold
2 Neigh. And here, neighbour, here's a cup of charneco.
3. Neigh. And here's a pot of good double beer, neighbour; drink, and fear not your man.
Arm. Let it come, i'faith, and I'll pledge you all ; and a fig for Peter.
i Pren. Here, Peter, I drink to thee, and be not afraid.
2. Pren. Be merry, Peter, and fear not my master ; fight for the credit of the prentices. Peter. I thank you all ; drink, and pray
for me, I pray you; for, I think, I have taken my last draught in this world. Here, Robin : if I die, I give thee my apron; and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer; and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. O Lord, bless pray
for I am never able to deal with my master, he hath learned so much fence already.
Sal. Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows Sirrah, what's thy name?
Peter. Peter, forsooth.
Arm. Maiters, I am come hither as it were upon my master's instigation, to prove him a knave and myself an honest man: and touching the Duke of York, I will take my death I never meant him any ill, nor the King, nor the Queen; and therefore, Peter, have at thee with a downright blow.
York. Dispatch : this knave's tongue begins to double. Sound trumpets; alarum to the combatants.
[They fight, and Peter firik's him down. Arm. Hold, Peter, hold; I confess, I confess treason.
[Dies. York. Take away his weapon : fellow, thank God, and the good wine in thy master's way.
Peter. O God, have I overcome mine enemy in this O Peter, thou haft prevail'd in right. (prefence ?
K. Henry. Go, take bence that traitor from our fight, For by his death we do perceive his guilt. And God in justice hath revealed to us The truth and innocence of this poor fellow,
Which he had thought to murder wrongfully.
SCENE the Street.
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Enter Duke Humphry, and his men, in mourning cloaks.
And, after summer, evermore succeeds
Serv. Ten, my Lord.
Glo. Ten is the hour that was appointed me, To watch the coming of my punish'd Dutchess: Unneath
may The endure the finty streets, To tread them with her tender-feeling feet. Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind a-brook The abject people gazing on thy face, With envious looks still laughing at thy shame; That erst did follow thy proud chariot-wheels, When thou didit ride in triumph thro' the streets. But soft! I think, she comes; and I'll prepare My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries. Enter the Dutchefs in a white feet, and a taper burning in her hand, witla Sir John Stanley, a Sheriff and Officers. Serv. So please your Grace, we'll take her from the Glo. No, ftir not for your lives, let her pass by. [Sheriff.
Elean. Come you, my rd, to see my open same? Now thou dost penance too. Look, how they gaze! See, how the giddy multitude do point, And nod their heads, and throw their eyes on thee ! Ah, Gloster, hide thee from their hateful looks ; And in thy closet pent up, rue my shame, And ban our enemies both mine and thine.
Glo. Be patient, gentle Nell; forget this grief.
Elean. Ah Gloster, teach me to forget myself: