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Was broke in twain; by whom I cannot guess;
But, as I think, by the Cardinal. What it bodes
God knows; and on the ends were placed
The heads of Edmund duke of Somerset,
And William de la Pole first duke of Suffolk.

Eleanor. Tush my lord! this signifies nought but this,

That he that breaks a stick of Gloster's grove
Shall for the offence make forfeit of his head.
But now, my lord, I'll tell you what I dreamt:
Methought I was in the cathedral church
At Westminster, and seated in the chair
Where kings and queens are crown'd, and at my

feet

Henry and Margaret with a crown of gold
Stood ready to set it on my princely head.

Hum. Fie, Nell. Ambitious woman as thou art,
Art thou not second woman in this land,
And the protector's wife? belov'd of him?
And wilt thou still be hammering treason thus?
Away, I say, and let me hear no more.

Eleanor. How now, my lord! what angry with your Nell

For telling but her dream? The next I have
I'll keep it to myself, and not be rated thus.

Hum. Nay, Nell, I'll give no credit to a dream, But I would have thee to think on no such things.

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Enter Sir JOHN HUME.

What, sir John Hume, what news with you?
Sir John. Jesus preserve your majesty.
Eleanor. My majesty? why, man, I am but grace.
Sir John. Ay, but by the grace of God, and
Hume's advice,
Your grace's state shall be advanc'd ere long.

Eleanor. What, hast thou conferred with Margery Jourdain the cunning witch of Eye, with Roger Bolingbroke, and the rest? aud will they undertake to do me good?

Sir John. I have, madam; and they have promised me to raise a spirit from depth of under ground, that shall tell your grace all questions you demand.

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2 Pet. Many, my lord, he hath stole away my wife, and they are gone together, and I know not where to find them.

Suff. Hath he stolo thy wife? that's some injury indeed. But what say you?

Peter. Marry, sir, I come to tell you, that my master said that the duke of York was true heir to the crown, and that the king was an usurer.

Queen. An usurper thou would'st say.
Peter. Ay, forsooth, an usurper.

Queen. Didst thou say the king was an usurper? Peter. No, forsooth, I said my master said so, th' other day when we were scouring the duke of York's armour in our garret.

Suff. Ay, marry, this is something like, Who's within there?

Enter One or Two.

Sirrah, take in this fellow, and keep him close,
And send out a pursuivant for his master straight,
We'll hear more of this thing before the king.
[Exeunt, with the Armourer's man.
Now, sir, what's yours? Let me see it,
What's here?

A complaint against the duke of Suffolk, for onclosing the commons of Long Melford. How now, sir knave?

1 Pet. Í beseech your grace to pardon me, I am but a messenger for the whole township.

[He tears the papers. Suff. So now show your petitions to duke Humphrey.

Villains, get you gone, and come not near the

court.

Dare these peasants write against me thus?
[Exeunt Petitioners.
Queen. My lord of Suffolk, you may see by this
The commons' loves unto that haughty duke,
That seek to him more than to king Henry:
Whose eyes are always poring on his book,
And ne'er regards the honour of his name,
But still must be protected like a child,
And governed by that ambitious duke,
That scarce will move his cap to speak to us;
And his proud wife, high-minded Eleanor,
That ruffles it with such a troop of ladies,
As strangers in the court take her for queen:
She bears a duke's whole revenues on her back.
The other day she vaunted to her maids,
That the very train of her worst gown
Was worth more wealth than all my father's lands.
Can any grief of mind be like to this?

I tell thee Pole, when thou didst run at tilt,
And stol'st away our ladies' hearts in France,
I thought king Henry had been like to thee,
Or else thou hadst not brought me out of France.
Suff. Madam, content yourself a little while:
As I was cause of your coming into England,
So will I in England work your full content:
And as for proud duke Humphrey and his wife,
I have set lime-twigs that will entangle them,
As that your grace ere long shall understand.
But stay, madam, here comes the king.

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War. The Cardinal's not my better in the field. Buck. All in this place are thy betters far. War. And Warwick may live to be best of all. Queen. My lord in mine opinion, it were best That Somerset were regent over France.

Hum. Madam, our king is old enough himself, To give his answer without your consent.

Queen. If he bo old enough, what needs your grace

To be protector over him so long?

Hum. Madam, I am but protector o'er the land, And when it please his grace, I will resign my charge.

Suf. Resign it then, for since thou wast a king (As who is king but thee?) the common state Doth as we see, all wholly go to wrack, And millions of treasure hath been spent. And as for the regentship of France,

I say Somerset is more worthy than York.

York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am not worthy, Because I cannot flatter as thou canst.

War. And yet the worthy deeds that York hath done

Should make him worthy to be honour'd here.

Suf. Peace, headstrong Warwick. War. Image of pride, wherefore should I peace? Suf. Because here is a man accus'd of treason; Pray God the duke of York do clear himself. Ho, bring hither the armourer and his man,

Enter the Armourer and his man.

If it please your grace, this fellow here hath accused his master of high treason, and his words were these: That the duke of York was lawful heir unto the crown, and that your grace was an usurper.

York. I beseech your grace let him have what punishment the law will afford for his villainy.

King. Come hither, fellow; didst thou speak these

words?

Arm. An't shall please your worship, I never said any such matter, God is my witness; I am falsely accused by this villain here.

Peter. 'Tis no matter for that, you did say so. York. I beseech your grace let him have the law.

Arm. Alas, master, 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 that he would be even with me: I have good witness of this, and therefore I beseech your worship do not cast away an honest man for a villain's accusation.

King. Uncle Gloster, what do you think of this? Hum. The law, my lord, is this (because it rests suspicious,) That a day of combat be appointed, And there to try each other's right or wrong, With ebon staves and sandbags combating In Smithfield, before your royal majesty.

[Exit HUMPHREY. Arm. And I accept the combat willingly. Peter. Alas, my lord, I am not able for to fight. Suf. You must either fight, sirrah, or else be hang'd:

Go take them hence again to prison.

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[Exeunt with them. [The QUEEN lets fall her glove, and hits the Duchess of GLOSTER a box on the car.

Queen. Give me my glove. Why, minion, can you not see?

I

[She strikes her. cry you mercy, madam, I did mistake;

I did not think it had been you.

Eleanor. Did you not, proud Frenchwoman?

Could I come near your dainty visage with my

nails,

I'd set my ten commandments in your face.
King. Be patient, gentle aunt;

It was against her will.

Eleanor. Against her will! Good king, she'll dandle thee,

If thou wilt always thus be rul'd by her..
But let it rest: as sure as I do livo,

She shall not strike dame Eleanor unreveng'd.
[Exit ELEANOR.
King. Believe me, my love, thou wert much to
blame :
I would not for a thousand pounds of gold,
My noble uncle had been here in place.

Enter Duke HUMPHREY.

But see where he comes: I am glad he met her

not.

Uncle Gloster, what answer makes your grace
Concerning our regent for the realm of France,
Whom thinks your grace is meetest for to send?

Hum. My gracious lord, then this is my resolve: For that these words the armourer should speak Doth breed suspicion on the part of York,

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And charm the fiends for to obey your wills,
And tell dame Eleanor of the thing she asks.

Witch. Then, Roger Bolingbroke, about thy task,
And frame a circle here upon the earth,
Whilst I thereon all prostrate on my face
Do talk and whisper with the devils below,
And conjure them for to obey my will.

[She lies down upon her face. BOLINGBROKE makes a circle. Boling. Dark night, dread night, the silence of the night,

Wherein the furies mask in hellish troops,
Send up, I charge you, from Cocytus' lake
The spirit Ascalon to come to me,

To pierce the bowels of this centric earth,
And hither come in twinkling of an eye:
Ascalon, ascend, ascend.

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(ACT II.)

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And on a sudden sous'd the partridge down.
Suf. No marvel, if it please your majesty,
My lord protector's hawks do tower so well;
They know their master soars a falcon's pitch.
Hum. Faith, my lord, it's but a base inind,
That soars no higher than a bird can soar.
Card.

thought your grace would be above the clouds. Hum. Ay, my lord cardinal, were it not good Your grace could fly to heaven?

Card. Thy heaven is on earth, thy words and thoughts

Beat on a crown, proud protector, dangerous peer, To smooth it thus with king and commonwealth,

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Why, let me see, I think thou canst not see yet.
P. Man. Yes, truly, master, as clear as day.
Hum. Say'st thou so? what colour's his cloak?
P. Man. Red, master, as red as blood.
Hum. And his cloak?

P. Man. Why, that's green.
Hum. And what colour's his hose?

P. Man. Yellow, master, yellow as gold. Hum. And what colour's my gown?

P. Man. Black, sir, as black as jet.

King. Then belike he knows what colour jet is

on.

Suf. And yet I think jet did he never see.

Hum. But cloaks and gowns ere this day many a

one.

But tell me, sirrah, what's my name?

P. Man. Alas, master, I know not. Hum. What's his name?

P. Man. I know not.

Hum. Nor his?

P. Man. No, truly, sir.
Hum. Nor his name?

P. Man. No, indeed, master. Hum. What's thine own name?

P. Man. Sander, an it please you, master. Hum. Then, Sander, 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. Sight may distinguish of colours, but suddenly to nominate them all it is impossible. My lords, Saint Alban here hath done a miracle, and would you not think his cunning to be great, that could restore this cripple to his legs again?

P. Man. O, master, I would you could. Hum. My masters of Saint Alban's, have you not beadles in your town, and things called whips? Mayor. Yes, my lord, if it please your grace. Hum. Then send for one presently. Mayor. Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither strait. [Exit One. Hum. Now fetch me a stool hither by and by. Now, sirrah, if you mean to save yourself from whipping, leap me over this stool, and run away.

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King. Have done, I say, and let me hear no more of that.

Enter the Duke of BUCKINGHAM.

What news brings duke Humphrey of Buckingham?

Buck. Ill news for some, my lord, and this it is,— That proud dame Eleanor our protector's wife, Hath plotted treasons 'gainst the king and peers. By witchcrafts, sorceries, and conjurings, Who by such means did raise a spirit up, To tell her what hap should betide the state; But ere they had finished their devilish drift, By York and myself they were all surpris'd; And here's the answer the devil did make to them. King. First, of the king, what shall become of him?

(Reads.) The duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose,

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Angoulême, who died young, and Richard, that was after crowned king by the name of Richard the second, who died without an heir. Lionel duke of Clarence died, and left him one only daughter, named Philippe, who was married to Edmund Mortimer, earl of March and Ulster and so by her I claim the crown, as the true heir to Lionel duke of Clarence, third son to Edward the third. Now, sir, in time of Richard's reign, Henry of Bolingbroke, son and heir to John of Gaunt, the duke of Lancaster, fourth son to Edward the third, he claimed the crown, deposed the mirthful king, and as both you know, in Pomfret castle harmless Richard was shamefully murdered, and so by Richard's death came the house of Lancaster unto the crown.

Sal. Saving your tale, my lord, as I have heard, in the reign of Bolingbroke the duke of York did claim the crown, and but for Owen Glendower had been king.

York. True: but so it fortuned then, by means of that monstrous rebel Glendower, the noble duke of York was put to death, and so ever since the heirs of John of Gaunt have possessed the crown. But if the issue of the elder should succeed before the issue of the younger, then am I lawful heir unto the kingdom.

War. What proceedings can be more plain? Ho claims it from Lionel duke of Clarence, the third son to Edward the third, and Henry from John of Gaunt the fourth son. So that till Lionel's issue fails, his should not reign.

It fails not yet, but flourisheth in thee,
And in thy sons, brave slips of such a stock.
Then, noble father, kneel we both together,
And in this private place, be we the first
To honour him with birthright to the crown.

Both. Long live Richard, England's royal king! York. I thank you both. But, lords, I am not your king, until this sword be sheathed oven in the heart blood of the house of Lancaster.

War. Then, York, advise thyself, and take thy time:

Claim thou the crown, and set thy standard up,
And in the same advance the milk-white rose,
And then to guard it, will I rouse the bear,
Environ'd with ten thousand ragged staves,
To aid and help thee for to win thy right,
Maugre the proudest lord of Henry's blood
That dares deny the right and claim of York.
For why, my mind presageth I shall live
To see the noble duke of York to be a king.

York. Thanks, noble Warwick; and York doth hope to see the earl of Warwick live to be tho greatest man in England but the king. Come, let's go. [Exeunt omnes.

(SCENE III.)

Enter KING HENRY and the QUEEN, Duke HUMPHREY, the Duke of SUFFOLK, and the Duke of BUCKINGHAM, the CARDINAL, and Dame ELEANOR COBHAM led with the officers, and then enter to them the Duke of YORK, and the Earls of SALISBURY and WARWICK,

King. Stand forth, dame Eleanor Cobham, duchess of Gloster, and hear the sentence pronounced against thee for these treasons that thou hast committed against us, our state, and peers. First, for thy heinous crime, thou shalt two days in London do penance barefoot in the streets, with a white sheet about thy body, and a wax taper burning in thy hand. That done, thou shalt be banished for ever into the Isle of Man, there to end thy wretched

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