The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 5 of 9] · William Shakespeare
SCENE I.
_Enter at one doore, King_ HENRY _the sixt, and_ HUMPHREY _Duke of_ GLOSTER, _the Duke of_ SOMMERSET, _the Duke of_ BUCKINGHAM, _Cardinall_ BEWFORD, _and others_. _Enter at the other doore, the Duke of_ YORKE, _and the Marquesse of_ SUFFOLKE, _and Queene_ MARGARET, _and the Earle of_ SALISBURY _and_ WARWICKE. _Suffolke._ As by your high imperiall Maiesties command, I had in charge at my depart for _France_, As Procurator for your excellence, To marry Princes _Margaret_ for your grace, So in the auncient famous Citie Towres, ·daa005· In presence of the Kings of _France & Cyssile_, The Dukes of _Orleance_, _Calabar_, _Brittaine_, and _Alonson_. Seuen Earles, twelue Barons, and then the reuerend Bishops, [daa008] I did performe my taske and was espousde, And now, most humbly on my bended knees, ·daa010· In sight of England and her royall Peeres, Deliuer vp my title in the Queene, Vnto your gratious excellence, that are the substance Of that great shadow I did represent: The happiest gift that euer Marquesse gaue, ·daa015· The fairest Queene that euer King possest. _King._ _Suffolke_ arise. Welcome Queene _Margaret_ to English _Henries_ Court, The greatest shew of kindnesse yet we can bestow, Is this kinde kisse: Oh gracious God of heauen, Lend me a heart repleat with thankfulnesse, For in this beautious face thou hast bestowde A world of pleasures to my perplexed soule.
_Queene._ Th’ excessiue loue I beare vnto your grace, Forbids me to be lauish of my tongue, ·daa025· Least I should speake more then beseemes a woman: Let this suffice, my blisse is in your liking, And nothing can make poore _Margaret_ miserable, Vnlesse the frowne of mightie Englands King. _Kin._ Her lookes did wound, but now her speech doth pierce, [daa030] Louely Queene _Margaret_ sit down by my side: And vnckle _Gloster_, and you Lordly Peeres, [daa032] With one voice welcome my beloued Queene. _All._ Long liue Queene _Margaret_, Englands happinesse. _Queene._ We thanke you all. ·daa035· Sound Trumpets. _Suffolke._ My Lord Protector, so it please your grace, Here are the Articles confirmde of peace, [daa037] Betweene our Soueraigne and the French King _Charles_, Till terme of eighteene months be full expirde. _Humphrey._ _Imprimis_, It is agreed betweene the French King [daa040] _Charles_, and _William de la Poule_, Marquesse of _Suffolke_, Embassador [daa041] for _Henry_ King of England, that the said _Henry_ shal wed and espouse the Ladie _Margaret_, daughter to _Raynard_ King of _Naples_, _Cyssels_, and _Ierusalem_, and crowne her Queene of England, ere the 30. of the next month. [daa045] _Item._ It is further agreed betweene them, that the Dutches of _Anioy_ [daa046] and of _Maine_, shall be released and deliuered ouer to the King her fa. [daa048] Duke _Humphrey_ lets it fall.
_Kin._ How now vnkle, whats the matter that you stay so sodenly. _Humph._ Pardon my Lord, a sodain qualme came ouer my hart, [daa050] Which dimmes mine eyes that I can reade no more. [daa051] Vnckle of _Winchester_, I pray you reade on. [daa052] _Cardinall_. _Item_, It is further agreed betweene them, that the [daa053] Duches of _Anioy_ and of _Mayne_, shall be released and deliuered [daa054] ouer to the King her father, & she sent ouer of the King ·daa055· of Englands owne proper cost and charges without dowry. _King._ They please vs well, Lord Marquesse kneele downe, We here create thee first Duke of _Suffolke_, & girt thee with the sword. Cosin of Yorke, We here discharge your grace from being Regent in the parts of _France_, till terme of 18. months ·daa060· be full expirde. Thankes vnckle _Winchester_, _Gloster_, _Yorke_, and _Buckingham_, _Somerset_, _Salsbury_, and _Warwicke_. We thanke you all for this great fauour done, [daa063] In entertainment to my Princely Queene, Come let vs in, and with all speed prouide ·daa065· To see her Coronation be performde. [daa066] _Exet_ King, Queene, and Suffolke, and Duke Humphrey staies all the rest.
_Humphrey._ Braue Peeres of England, Pillars of the state, [daa067] To you Duke _Humphrey_ must vnfold his griefe, What did my brother _Henry_ toyle himselfe, And waste his subjects for to conquere _France_? ·daa070· And did my brother _Bedford_ spend his time To keepe in awe that stout vnruly Realme? And haue not I and mine vnckle _Bewford_ here, Done all we could to keepe that land in peace? And is all our labours then spent in vaine, [daa075] For Suffolke he, the new made Duke that rules the roast, Hath giuen away for our King _Henries_ Queene, The Dutches of _Anioy_ and _Mayne_ vnto her father. Ah Lords, fatall is this marriage canselling our states, Reuersing Monuments of conquered _France_, ·daa080· Vndoing all, as none had nere bene done. _Card._ Why how now cosin _Gloster_, what needs this? As if our King were bound vnto your will, And might not do his will without your leaue, Proud Protector, enuy in thine eyes I see, ·daa085· The big swolne venome of thy hatefull heart, That dares presume gainst that thy Soueraigne likes. [daa087] _Humphr._ Nay my Lord tis not my words that troubles you, [daa088] But my presence, proud Prelate as thou art: But ile begone, and giue thee leaue to speake. [daa090] Farewell my Lords, and say when I am gone, I prophesied _France_ would be lost ere long. _Exet_ Duke _Humphrey_.
_Card._ There goes our Protector in a rage, My Lords you know he is my great enemy, And though he be Protector of the land, ·daa095· And thereby couers his deceitfull thoughts, For well you see, if he but walke the streets, [daa097] The common people swarme about him straight, Crying Iesus blesse your royall exellence, With God preserue the good Duke _Humphrey_. ·daa100· And many things besides that are not knowne, Which time will bring to light in smooth Duke _Humphrey_. [daa112] But I will after him, and if I can Ile laie a plot to heaue him from his seate. _Exet_ Cardinall. _Buck._ But let vs watch this haughtie Cardinall, ·daa105· Cosen of _Somerset_ be rulde by me, Weele watch Duke _Humphrey_ and the Cardinall too, And put them from the marke they faine would hit. _Somerset._ Thanks cosin _Buckingham_, ioyne thou with me, And both of vs with the Duke of _Suffolke_, ·daa110· Weele quickly heaue Duke _Humphrey_ from his seate. _Buck._ Content, Come then let vs about it straight, For either thou or I will be Protector. _Exet Buckingham and Somerset._
_Salsb._ Pride went before, Ambition follows after. Whilst these do seeke their owne preferments thus, ·daa115· My Lords let vs seeke for our Countries good, Oft haue I seene this haughtie Cardinall [daa117] Sweare, and forsweare himselfe, and braue it out, More like a Ruffin then a man of Church. [daa119] Cosin _Yorke_, the victories thou hast wonne, ·daa120· In _Ireland_, _Normandie_, and in _France,_ Hath wonne thee immortall praise in England. And thou braue _Warwicke_, my thrice valiant sonne, Thy simple plainnesse and thy house-keeping, Hath wonne thee credit amongst the common sort, ·daa125· The reuerence of mine age, and _Neuels_ name, Is of no little force if I command, Then let vs ioyne all three in one for this, That good Duke _Humphrey_ may his state possesse, But wherefore weepes _Warwicke_ my noble sonne. _Warw._ For griefe that all is lost that _Warwick_ won. Sonnes. _Anioy_ and _Maine,_ both giuen away at once, [daa132] Why _Warwick_ did win them, & must that then which we wonne with our swords, be giuen away with wordes. _Yorke._ As I haue read, our Kinges of England were woont to ·daa135· haue large dowries with their wiues, but our King _Henry_ giues away his owne. _Sals._ Come sonnes away and looke vnto the maine. _War._ Vnto the _Maine_, Oh father _Maine_ is lost, Which _Warwicke_ by maine force did win from _France_, ·daa140· Maine chance father you meant, but I meant _Maine_, [daa141] Which I will win from _France_, or else be slaine. _Exet Salsbury_ and _Warwicke_.
_Yorke._ _Anioy_ and _Maine_, both giuen vnto the French, Cold newes for me, for I had hope of _France_, Euen as I haue of fertill England. ·daa145· A day will come when _Yorke_ shall claime his owne, And therefore I will take the _Neuels_ parts, And make a show of loue to proud Duke _Humphrey_: And when I spie aduantage, claime the Crowne, For thats the golden marke I seeke to hit: ·daa150· Nor shall proud _Lancaster_ vsurpe my right, Nor hold the scepter in his childish fist, Nor weare the Diademe vpon his head, Whose church-like humours fits not for a Crowne: Then _Yorke_ be still a while till time do serue, ·daa155· Watch thou, and wake when others be a sleepe, [daa156] To prie into the secrets of the state, Till _Henry_ surfeiting in ioyes of loue, With his new bride, and Englands dear bought queene, And _Humphrey_ with the Peeres be falne at iarres, ·daa160· Then will I raise aloft the milke-white Rose, With whose sweete smell the aire shall be perfumde, And in my Standard beare the Armes of _Yorke_, To graffle with the House of _Lancaster_: [daa164] And force perforce, ile make him yeeld the Crowne, ·daa165· Whose bookish rule hath puld faire England downe. _Exet Yorke._
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