Q. Mar, [Reading the superscription. To n ord protector! are your supplications to his lordship? Let me see them: What is thine? 1 Pet. Mine is, an't please your grace, against John Goodinan, my lord cardinal's man, fer keeping my house, and lands, and wife, and all, from me. Glo. I go--Come, Nell, thon wilt ride with us? Hume. Jesu preserve your royal majesty! Duch. What say'st thou, man? hast thou as With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch; Hume. This they have promised,-to show A spirit rais'd from depth of under ground, tions: When from Saint Albans we do make return, man, With thy confederates in this weighty cause. duchess' gold; Suff. Thy wife too? that is some wrong indeed. -What's yours?-What's here? [Roads.] Against the duke of Suffolk, for enclosing the commons ‹ƒ Melford.-How now, sir kuave? 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. Suff. 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. [Lcount 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 [Exeunt Petitioners. Q. Mar. My lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise, Hume. Hume must make merry with the Is this the fashion in the court of England? Enter PETER, and Others, with Petitions. Enter SUFFOLK and QUEEN MARGARET. 1 Pet. Here 'a comes, methinks, and the queen with him: I'll be the first, sure. 2 Pet. Come back, fool; this is the duke of Suffolk, and not my lord protector. Suff. How now, fellow? would'st any thing with me? Suff. And he of these, that can do most of all, As that proud dame, the lord protector's wife. Strangers in court do take her for the queen: As for the duke of York, this late complaint K. Hen. For my part, noble lords, I care not Give me my fan: What, minion! can you not? I cry you mercy, madam; Was it you? woman: Could I come near your beauty with my nails, She shall not strike dame Eleanor unreveng'd. Buck. Lord Cardinal, I will follow Eleanor, Re-enter GLOSTER. But, to the matter that we have fu hand :- Or Somerset, or York, all's one to me. France, Then let him be deny'd the regentship. Som. If Somerset be unworthy of the place, War. The Cardinal's not my better in the field. 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 oid enongh himself To give his censure: these are no women's matters. [grace Q. Mar. If he be old enough, what needs your To be protector of his excellence? Glo. Madam, I am protector of the realm; Suff. Resign it then, and leave thine insolence. Are lank and lean with thy extortions. Som. Thy sumptuous buildings, and thy wife's 4. Mar. Thy sale of offices, and towns in If they were known, as the suspect is great,Would make thee quickly hop without thy heal. [Exit GLOSTER. The Queen drops her Fan. Suff. Before we make election, give me leave York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet. Did never traitor in the land commit. Suff. Peace, headstrong Warwick! Enter Servants of Suffolk, bringing in HORNER and PETER. Suff. 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? Suff Please it your majesty, this is the man Was rightful heir unto the English crown; 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. Pet. By these ten bones, my lords (holding up his hands, he did speak them to me in the garret one night, as we were scouring my lord of York's armour York. Base dunghill villain, and mechanical, Hor. Alas, my lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words. My accuser is my prentice: and 456 when I did correct him for his fault the other Glo. This doom, my lord, if I may judge. K. Hen. Then be it so. My lord of Somerset, heart! Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd. [day K. Hen. Away with them to prison: and the Of combat shall be the last of the next month. Come, Somerset, we'll see thee sent away. The same. SCENE IV. [Exeunt. The Duke of Gloster's Garden. Fnter MARGERY JOURDAIN, HUME, SOUTHWELL, and BOLINGBROKE. Hume. Come, my masters! the Duchess, I tell you, expects performance of your promises. Boling. Master Hume, we are therefore provided: Will her ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms? [rage. Hume. Ay: What else? fear you not her couBoling. I have heard her reported to be a woman of an invincible spirit: But it shall be convenient, master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be busy below; and so, I pray you, go in God's name, and leave us. (Exit HUME Mother Jourdain, be you prostrate, and grovel on the earth;-John Southwell, read you, and let us to our work. Enter Duchess, above. Duch. Well said, my masters; and welcome Deep might, dark night, the silent of the night, [Here they perform the Ceremonies appertain- Spir. Adsum. M. Jourd. Asmath, By the eternal God, whose name and power [Thunder and lightning. Spirit descends. Enter YORK and BUCKINGHAM, hastily, with their Guards, and Others. York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and their trash. commonweal Beldame, I think, we watch'd you at an inch.— Injurious duke; that threat'st where is no cause. Stafford, take her to thee. [Exit Duchess from above. We'll see your trinkets here all forth-coming; All-Away! [Exeunt Guards, with SOUTH. BOLING. dc. 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? Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains, A sorry breakfast for my lord protector. To be the post, in hope of his reward. For till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from Invite my lords of Salisbury, and Warwick, Spir. Ask what thou wilt-That I had said [Exeunt. Act Second. SCENE I. Saint Albans. Enter KINGHENRY, QUEEN MARGARET, GLOSTER, 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: Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high; And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out. K. Hen. But what a point, my lord, your falcon made, And what a pitch she flew above the rest!- Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart; shrine, [miracle. Within this half hour, hath receiv'd his sight; man, that ne'er saw in his life before. K. Hen. Now, God be prais'd! that to believing souls Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair! Enter the MAYOR OF SAINT ALBANS and his Bre thren; 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 circum| stance, [peremptory? That we for thee may glorify the Lord. What, hast thou been long blind, and now restor'd? That smooth'stit so with king and commonweal! peers, For blessed are the peacemakers on earth. Car. Let me be blessed for the peace I make, Against this proud protector with my sword! Glo. 'Faith, holy uncle, 'would, 'twere come to that! [Aside to the Cardinal. Car. Marry, when thou dar'st. [Aside. Glo. Make up no factious numbers for the matter, In thine own person answer thy abuse. [Aside. Car. Ay, where thou dar'st not peep: an if thou dar'st, This evening on the east side of the grove. K. Hen. How now my lords? [Aside. 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. [grove? [Aside. Glo. Glo. True, uncle. Car. Are you advis'd?-the east side of the Glo. Cardinal, I am with you. K. Hen. Why, how now, uncle Gloster? Glo. Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord.fcrown for this, Now, by God's mother, priest, I'll shave your Or all my fence shall fail. [Aside. Car. Medice teipsum; Protectos, see to 't well, protect your- [Aside self. What, and would'st climb a tree? Simp. But that in all my life, when I was a youth. [dear. Wife. Too true; and bought his climbing very Glo. 'Mass, thou lov'dst plums well, that would'st venture so. Simp. Alas, good master, my wife desir'd some damsons, And made me climb, with danger of my life. Serve. Enter BUCKINGHAM. K. Hen. What tidings with our cousin Buck. Glo. A subtle knave! but yet it shall not [them :Let me see thine eyes:--wink now :-uow open In my opinion yet thou seest not well. Simp. Yes, master, clear as day; I thank God and Saint Alban. Glo. Sayest thou me so? what colour is this Simp. Red, master: red as blood. [cloak of? Glo. Why, that's well said: What colour is my gown of? Simp. Black, forsooth; coal-black, as jet. K. Ilen. Why then, thou know'st what colour jet is of? Suff. And yet, I think, jet did he never see. Glo. But cloaks, and gowns, before this day a many. 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. [master. Glo. What's thine own name? In Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind, Thou might'st as well have known our names, as thus To name the several colours we do wear. Glo. My masters of Saint Albans, have you not beadles in your town, and things called whips? May. Yes, my lord, if it please your grace. Gio. Then send for one presently, lay. 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. [alone: Simp. Alas! master, I am not able to stand You go about to torture me in vain. Re-enter Attendant, with the Beadle. Glo. Well, sir, we must have you find your] legs. Sirrah, beadle, whip him till he leap over that same stool. Bead. I will, my lord.-Come on, sirrah: off with your doublet quickly. Simp. Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to stand. [After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps over the Stool, and runs away; and the Peopic follow, and cry, A miracle! K. Hen. O God, seest thou this, and bear'st so long? [run. Q. Mar. It made me laugh to see the villain Glo. Follow the knave; and take this drab away. Wife. Alas, sir, we did it for pure need. Glo. Let then be whipped through every market town, till they come to Berwick, whence they came. [Exeunt Mayor, Beadle, Wife, &c. Car, Duke Humphrey has done a miracle today. Suff. True; made the lame to leap, and fly away. Glo. But you have done more miracles than I; You made, in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly. ingham? Buck. Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold. A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent,Under the countenance and confederacy Of Lady Eleanor, the protector's wife, The ringleader and head of all this rout, Have practis'd dangerously against your state, Dealing with witches, and with conjurors: Whom we have apprehended in the fact; Raising up wicked spirits from under ground, Demanding of King Henry's life and death, And other of your highness' privy council, As more at large your grace shall understand. Car. And so, my lord protector, by this means Your lady is forthcoming yet at London. This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge; 'Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour [Aside to GLOSTER Glo. Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart! Sorrow and grief have vanquish'd all my powers: K. Hen. O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones; Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby! Q. Mar. Gloster, see here the tainture of thy nest; And, look, thyself be faultless, thou wert best. Glo. Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal, I banish her my bed, and company; To-morrow, toward London, back again, SCENE II. London. The Duke of York's Garden. Enter YORK, SALISBURY, and WARWICK. York. Now, my good lords of Salisbury and Warwick, Our simple supper ended, give me leave The Nevils are thy subjects to command. York. Then thus:-- Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons: The second, William of Hatfield; and the third, William of Windsor was the seventh, and last |