Henry VI, Part 2

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With a weak, unworldly king on the throne, the English nobility heightens its struggle for power in Henry VI, Part 2, leading to the brink of civil war.

At the start of the play, Henry meets his new bride, Margaret, to whom he has been married by proxy through Suffolk, her lover. Henry’s popular and powerful uncle Gloucester, the Lord Protector, soon comes under attack by Margaret, Suffolk, Cardinal Beaufort, and others.

Gloucester’s wife is shamed and exiled and Gloucester himself removed from office, then murdered on Suffolk’s orders. Suffolk is banished, captured by pirates, and killed. Meanwhile, the cardinal dies, raving in madness because of his part in Gloucester’s death.

A Kentish rebel, Jack Cade, leads a short-lived revolt, seizing London before his supporters desert him. He dies fighting in a garden. Soon another revolt emerges: Richard, Duke of York, leads an army against King Henry, who flees back to London. As the play ends, Richard’s forces also move toward London.

Characters in the Play
King Henry VI
Queen Margaret
Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester, the king’s uncle, and Lord Protector
Duchess of Gloucester, Dame Eleanor Cobham
Cardinal Beaufort, Bishop of Winchester, the king’s great-uncle
Duke of Somerset
Duke of Suffolk, William de la Pole, earlier Marquess of Suffolk
Lord Clifford
Young Clifford, his son
Duke of York, Richard Plantagenet
Earl of Salisbury
Earl of Warwick, Salisbury’s son
Edward, Earl of March
sons of the Duke of York
Jack Cade, leader of the Kentish rebellion
John Holland
Dick the butcher
Smith the weaver
followers of Jack Cade
Lord Scales
Lord Saye
Sir Humphrey Stafford
His Brother, William Stafford
King Henry’s
supporters against Cade
Sir John Hume, a priest
John Southwell, a priest
Margery Jourdain, a witch
Roger Bolingbroke, a conjurer
Sir John Stanley
custodians of the Duchess of Gloucester
Thomas Horner, the Duke of York’s armorer
Peter Thump, Horner the armorer’s man or prentice
Two or Three Petitioners
Three Neighbors of Horner’s
Three Prentices, friends of Thump
A Man of Saint Albans
Sander Simpcox, supposed recipient of a miracle
His Wife
Mayor of Saint Albans
A Beadle of Saint Albans
Lieutenant, captain of a ship
Ship’s Master
Master’s Mate
Walter Whitmore, a ship’s officer
Two Gentlemen, prisoners
A Herald
Post, or messenger
Two or Three Murderers of Gloucester
Clerk of Chartham
Two or Three Citizens
Alexander Iden, a gentleman of Kent
Servants, Guards, Falconers, Attendants, Townsmen of Saint Albans, Bearers, Drummers, Commoners, Rebels, a Sawyer, Soldiers, Officers, Matthew Gough, and Others

Scene 1
Flourish of trumpets, then hautboys.
Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Duke Humphrey editorial emendationof Gloucester,editorial emendation
Salisbury, Warwick, and editorial emendationCardinaleditorial emendation Beaufort, on the one
side; Queen editorial emendationMargaret,editorial emendation Suffolk, York, Somerset, and
Buckingham, on the other.

FTLN 0001 As by your high imperial Majesty
FTLN 0002 I had in charge at my depart for France,
FTLN 0003 As procurator to your Excellence,
FTLN 0004 To marry Princess Margaret for your Grace,
FTLN 00055 So, in the famous ancient city Tours,
FTLN 0006 In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil,
FTLN 0007 The Dukes of Orleance, Calaber, Britaigne, and
FTLN 0008 Alanson,
FTLN 0009 Seven earls, twelve barons, and twenty reverend
FTLN 001010 bishops,
FTLN 0011 I have performed my task and was espoused;
editorial emendationHe kneels.editorial emendation
FTLN 0012 And humbly now upon my bended knee,
FTLN 0013 In sight of England and her lordly peers,
FTLN 0014 Deliver up my title in the Queen
FTLN 001515 To your most gracious hands, that are the substance
FTLN 0016 Of that great shadow I did represent:
FTLN 0017 The happiest gift that ever marquess gave,
FTLN 0018 The fairest queen that ever king received.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0019 Suffolk, arise.—Welcome, Queen Margaret.
editorial emendationSuffolk rises.editorial emendation
FTLN 002020 I can express no kinder sign of love
FTLN 0021 Than this kind kiss. editorial emendationHe kisses her.editorial emendation
FTLN 0022 O Lord, that lends me life,
FTLN 0023 Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness!
FTLN 0024 For Thou hast given me in this beauteous face
FTLN 002525 A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
FTLN 0026 If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.
FTLN 0027 Great king of England and my gracious lord,
FTLN 0028 The mutual conference that my mind hath had
FTLN 0029 By day, by night, waking and in my dreams,
FTLN 003030 In courtly company or at my beads,
FTLN 0031 With you, mine alderliefest sovereign,
FTLN 0032 Makes me the bolder to salute my king
FTLN 0033 With ruder terms, such as my wit affords
FTLN 0034 And overjoy of heart doth minister.
FTLN 003535 Her sight did ravish, but her grace in speech,
FTLN 0036 Her words yclad with wisdom’s majesty,
FTLN 0037 Makes me from wond’ring fall to weeping joys,
FTLN 0038 Such is the fullness of my heart’s content.
FTLN 0039 Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.
ALL  kneel. 
FTLN 004040 Long live Queen Margaret, England’s happiness!
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 0041We thank you all.
Flourish. editorial emendationAll rise.editorial emendation
SUFFOLK , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0042 My Lord Protector, so it please your Grace,
FTLN 0043 Here are the articles of contracted peace
FTLN 0044 Between our sovereign and the French king Charles,
FTLN 004545 For eighteen months concluded by consent.
editorial emendationHe hands Gloucester a paper.editorial emendation

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

GLOUCESTER  (reads)  FTLN 0046Imprimis, it is agreed between the
FTLN 0047 French king Charles and William de la Pole, Marquess
FTLN 0048 of Suffolk, ambassador for Henry, King of England,
FTLN 0049 that the said Henry shall espouse the Lady
FTLN 005050 Margaret, daughter unto Reignier, King of Naples,
FTLN 0051 Sicilia, and Jerusalem, and crown her Queen of England
FTLN 0052 ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing. Item,
FTLN 0053 that the duchy of Anjou and the county of Maine
FTLN 0054 shall be released and delivered to the King her
FTLN 005555 father—
editorial emendationHe drops the paper.editorial emendation
FTLN 0056 Uncle, how now?
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0057 Pardon me, gracious lord.
FTLN 0058 Some sudden qualm hath struck me at the heart
FTLN 0059 And dimmed mine eyes, that I can read no further.
FTLN 006060 Uncle of Winchester, I pray read on.
CARDINAL  editorial emendationpicks up the paper and readseditorial emendation  FTLN 0061Item, it is further
FTLN 0062 agreed between them that the editorial emendationduchieseditorial emendation of
FTLN 0063 Anjou and Maine shall be released and delivered to
FTLN 0064 the King her father, and she sent over of the King of
FTLN 006565 England’s own proper cost and charges, without
FTLN 0066 having any dowry.

FTLN 0067 They please us well.—Lord Marquess, kneel down.
editorial emendationSuffolk kneels.editorial emendation
FTLN 0068 We here create thee the first Duke of Suffolk
FTLN 0069 And girt thee with the sword.  editorial emendationSuffolk rises.editorial emendation Cousin
FTLN 007070 of York,
FTLN 0071 We here discharge your Grace from being regent
FTLN 0072 I’ th’ parts of France till term of eighteen months
FTLN 0073 Be full expired.—Thanks, Uncle Winchester,
FTLN 0074 Gloucester, York, Buckingham, Somerset,
FTLN 007575 Salisbury, and Warwick;
FTLN 0076 We thank you all for this great favor done
FTLN 0077 In entertainment to my princely queen.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0078 Come, let us in, and with all speed provide
FTLN 0079 To see her coronation be performed.
King, Queen, and Suffolk exit.
The rest remain.

FTLN 008080 Brave peers of England, pillars of the state,
FTLN 0081 To you Duke Humphrey must unload his grief,
FTLN 0082 Your grief, the common grief of all the land.
FTLN 0083 What, did my brother Henry spend his youth,
FTLN 0084 His valor, coin, and people in the wars?
FTLN 008585 Did he so often lodge in open field,
FTLN 0086 In winter’s cold and summer’s parching heat,
FTLN 0087 To conquer France, his true inheritance?
FTLN 0088 And did my brother Bedford toil his wits
FTLN 0089 To keep by policy what Henry got?
FTLN 009090 Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham,
FTLN 0091 Brave York, Salisbury, and victorious Warwick,
FTLN 0092 Received deep scars in France and Normandy?
FTLN 0093 Or hath mine uncle Beaufort and myself,
FTLN 0094 With all the learnèd council of the realm,
FTLN 009595 Studied so long, sat in the Council House,
FTLN 0096 Early and late, debating to and fro
FTLN 0097 How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe,
FTLN 0098 And editorial emendationhadeditorial emendation his Highness in his infancy
FTLN 0099 Crowned in Paris in despite of foes?
FTLN 0100100 And shall these labors and these honors die?
FTLN 0101 Shall Henry’s conquest, Bedford’s vigilance,
FTLN 0102 Your deeds of war, and all our counsel die?
FTLN 0103 O peers of England, shameful is this league,
FTLN 0104 Fatal this marriage, cancelling your fame,
FTLN 0105105 Blotting your names from books of memory,
FTLN 0106 Razing the characters of your renown,
FTLN 0107 Defacing monuments of conquered France,
FTLN 0108 Undoing all, as all had never been!
FTLN 0109 Nephew, what means this passionate discourse,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0110110 This peroration with such circumstance?
FTLN 0111 For France, ’tis ours, and we will keep it still.
FTLN 0112 Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we can,
FTLN 0113 But now it is impossible we should.
FTLN 0114 Suffolk, the new-made duke that rules the roast,
FTLN 0115115 Hath given the duchy of Anjou and Maine
FTLN 0116 Unto the poor King Reignier, whose large style
FTLN 0117 Agrees not with the leanness of his purse.
FTLN 0118 Now, by the death of Him that died for all,
FTLN 0119 These counties were the keys of Normandy.
FTLN 0120120 But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son?
FTLN 0121 For grief that they are past recovery;
FTLN 0122 For, were there hope to conquer them again,
FTLN 0123 My sword should shed hot blood, mine eyes no
FTLN 0124 tears.
FTLN 0125125 Anjou and Maine? Myself did win them both!
FTLN 0126 Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer.
FTLN 0127 And are the cities that I got with wounds
FTLN 0128 Delivered up again with peaceful words?
FTLN 0129 Mort Dieu!
FTLN 0130130 For Suffolk’s duke, may he be suffocate
FTLN 0131 That dims the honor of this warlike isle!
FTLN 0132 France should have torn and rent my very heart
FTLN 0133 Before I would have yielded to this league.
FTLN 0134 I never read but England’s kings have had
FTLN 0135135 Large sums of gold and dowries with their wives;
FTLN 0136 And our King Henry gives away his own
FTLN 0137 To match with her that brings no vantages.
FTLN 0138 A proper jest, and never heard before,
FTLN 0139 That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth
FTLN 0140140 For costs and charges in transporting her!

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0141 She should have stayed in France and starved in
FTLN 0142 France
FTLN 0143 Before—
FTLN 0144 My lord of Gloucester, now you grow too hot.
FTLN 0145145 It was the pleasure of my lord the King.
FTLN 0146 My lord of Winchester, I know your mind.
FTLN 0147 ’Tis not my speeches that you do mislike,
FTLN 0148 But ’tis my presence that doth trouble you.
FTLN 0149 Rancor will out. Proud prelate, in thy face
FTLN 0150150 I see thy fury. If I longer stay,
FTLN 0151 We shall begin our ancient bickerings.—
FTLN 0152 Lordings, farewell; and say, when I am gone,
FTLN 0153 I prophesied France will be lost ere long.
Gloucester exits.
FTLN 0154 So, there goes our Protector in a rage.
FTLN 0155155 ’Tis known to you he is mine enemy,
FTLN 0156 Nay, more, an enemy unto you all,
FTLN 0157 And no great friend, I fear me, to the King.
FTLN 0158 Consider, lords, he is the next of blood
FTLN 0159 And heir apparent to the English crown.
FTLN 0160160 Had Henry got an empire by his marriage,
FTLN 0161 And all the wealthy kingdoms of the West,
FTLN 0162 There’s reason he should be displeased at it.
FTLN 0163 Look to it, lords. Let not his smoothing words
FTLN 0164 Bewitch your hearts; be wise and circumspect.
FTLN 0165165 What though the common people favor him,
FTLN 0166 Calling him “Humphrey, the good Duke of
FTLN 0167 Gloucester,”
FTLN 0168 Clapping their hands and crying with loud voice
FTLN 0169 “Jesu maintain your royal Excellence!”
FTLN 0170170 With “God preserve the good Duke Humphrey!”
FTLN 0171 I fear me, lords, for all this flattering gloss,
FTLN 0172 He will be found a dangerous Protector.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0173 Why should he, then, protect our sovereign,
FTLN 0174 He being of age to govern of himself?—
FTLN 0175175 Cousin of Somerset, join you with me,
FTLN 0176 And all together, with the Duke of Suffolk,
FTLN 0177 We’ll quickly hoise Duke Humphrey from his seat.
FTLN 0178 This weighty business will not brook delay.
FTLN 0179 I’ll to the Duke of Suffolk presently. Cardinal exits.
FTLN 0180180 Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey’s pride
FTLN 0181 And greatness of his place be grief to us,
FTLN 0182 Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal.
FTLN 0183 His insolence is more intolerable
FTLN 0184 Than all the princes’ in the land besides.
FTLN 0185185 If Gloucester be displaced, he’ll be Protector.
FTLN 0186 Or thou or I, Somerset, will be editorial emendationProtector,editorial emendation
FTLN 0187 Despite Duke Humphrey or the Cardinal.
Buckingham and Somerset exit.
FTLN 0188 Pride went before; Ambition follows him.
FTLN 0189 While these do labor for their own preferment,
FTLN 0190190 Behooves it us to labor for the realm.
FTLN 0191 I never saw but Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester,
FTLN 0192 Did bear him like a noble gentleman.
FTLN 0193 Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal,
FTLN 0194 More like a soldier than a man o’ th’ Church,
FTLN 0195195 As stout and proud as he were lord of all,
FTLN 0196 Swear like a ruffian and demean himself
FTLN 0197 Unlike the ruler of a commonweal.—
FTLN 0198 Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age,
FTLN 0199 Thy deeds, thy plainness, and thy housekeeping
FTLN 0200200 Hath won the greatest favor of the Commons,
FTLN 0201 Excepting none but good Duke Humphrey.—
FTLN 0202 And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0203 In bringing them to civil discipline,
FTLN 0204 Thy late exploits done in the heart of France,
FTLN 0205205 When thou wert regent for our sovereign,
FTLN 0206 Have made thee feared and honored of the people.
FTLN 0207 Join we together for the public good
FTLN 0208 In what we can to bridle and suppress
FTLN 0209 The pride of Suffolk and the Cardinal,
FTLN 0210210 With Somerset’s and Buckingham’s ambition;
FTLN 0211 And, as we may, cherish Duke Humphrey’s deeds
FTLN 0212 While they do tend the profit of the land.
FTLN 0213 So God help Warwick, as he loves the land
FTLN 0214 And common profit of his country!
FTLN 0215215 And so says York— editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation for he hath greatest
FTLN 0216 cause.
FTLN 0217 Then let’s make haste away and look unto the main.
FTLN 0218 Unto the main? O father, Maine is lost!
FTLN 0219 That Maine which by main force Warwick did win
FTLN 0220220 And would have kept so long as breath did last!
FTLN 0221 Main chance, father, you meant; but I meant Maine,
FTLN 0222 Which I will win from France or else be slain.
Warwick and Salisbury exit.
York remains.

FTLN 0223 Anjou and Maine are given to the French;
FTLN 0224 Paris is lost; the state of Normandy
FTLN 0225225 Stands on a tickle point now they are gone.
FTLN 0226 Suffolk concluded on the articles,
FTLN 0227 The peers agreed, and Henry was well pleased
FTLN 0228 To change two dukedoms for a duke’s fair daughter.
FTLN 0229 I cannot blame them all. What is ’t to them?
FTLN 0230230 ’Tis thine they give away, and not their own.
FTLN 0231 Pirates may make cheap pennyworths of their
FTLN 0232 pillage,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 1

FTLN 0233 And purchase friends, and give to courtesans,
FTLN 0234 Still reveling like lords till all be gone;
FTLN 0235235 Whileas the silly owner of the goods
FTLN 0236 Weeps over them, and wrings his hapless hands,
FTLN 0237 And shakes his head, and trembling stands aloof,
FTLN 0238 While all is shared and all is borne away,
FTLN 0239 Ready to starve, and dare not touch his own.
FTLN 0240240 So York must sit and fret and bite his tongue
FTLN 0241 While his own lands are bargained for and sold.
FTLN 0242 Methinks the realms of England, France, and
FTLN 0243 Ireland
FTLN 0244 Bear that proportion to my flesh and blood
FTLN 0245245 As did the fatal brand Althaea burnt
FTLN 0246 Unto the Prince’s heart of Calydon.
FTLN 0247 Anjou and Maine both given unto the French!
FTLN 0248 Cold news for me, for I had hope of France,
FTLN 0249 Even as I have of fertile England’s soil.
FTLN 0250250 A day will come when York shall claim his own;
FTLN 0251 And therefore I will take the Nevilles’ parts
FTLN 0252 And make a show of love to proud Duke Humphrey,
FTLN 0253 And, when I spy advantage, claim the crown,
FTLN 0254 For that’s the golden mark I seek to hit.
FTLN 0255255 Nor shall proud Lancaster usurp my right,
FTLN 0256 Nor hold the scepter in his childish fist,
FTLN 0257 Nor wear the diadem upon his head,
FTLN 0258 Whose churchlike humors fits not for a crown.
FTLN 0259 Then, York, be still awhile till time do serve.
FTLN 0260260 Watch thou and wake, when others be asleep,
FTLN 0261 To pry into the secrets of the state
FTLN 0262 Till Henry, surfeiting in joys of love
FTLN 0263 With his new bride and England’s dear-bought
FTLN 0264 queen,
FTLN 0265265 And Humphrey with the peers be fall’n at jars.
FTLN 0266 Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose,
FTLN 0267 With whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed,
FTLN 0268 And in my standard bear the arms of York,
FTLN 0269 To grapple with the house of Lancaster;

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 0270270 And force perforce I’ll make him yield the crown,
FTLN 0271 Whose bookish rule hath pulled fair England down.
York exits.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter Duke Humphrey editorial emendationof Gloucestereditorial emendation and his wife
editorial emendationthe Duchesseditorial emendation Eleanor.

FTLN 0272 Why droops my lord like over-ripened corn
FTLN 0273 Hanging the head at Ceres’ plenteous load?
FTLN 0274 Why doth the great Duke Humphrey knit his brows,
FTLN 0275 As frowning at the favors of the world?
FTLN 02765 Why are thine eyes fixed to the sullen earth,
FTLN 0277 Gazing on that which seems to dim thy sight?
FTLN 0278 What seest thou there? King Henry’s diadem,
FTLN 0279 Enchased with all the honors of the world?
FTLN 0280 If so, gaze on and grovel on thy face
FTLN 028110 Until thy head be circled with the same.
FTLN 0282 Put forth thy hand; reach at the glorious gold.
FTLN 0283 What, is ’t too short? I’ll lengthen it with mine;
FTLN 0284 And, having both together heaved it up,
FTLN 0285 We’ll both together lift our heads to heaven
FTLN 028615 And never more abase our sight so low
FTLN 0287 As to vouchsafe one glance unto the ground.
FTLN 0288 O Nell, sweet Nell, if thou dost love thy lord,
FTLN 0289 Banish the canker of ambitious thoughts!
FTLN 0290 And may that editorial emendationhoureditorial emendation when I imagine ill
FTLN 029120 Against my king and nephew, virtuous Henry,
FTLN 0292 Be my last breathing in this mortal world!
FTLN 0293 My troublous dreams this night doth make me sad.
FTLN 0294 What dreamed my lord? Tell me, and I’ll requite it
FTLN 0295 With sweet rehearsal of my morning’s dream.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 029625 Methought this staff, mine office badge in court,
FTLN 0297 Was broke in twain—by whom I have forgot,
FTLN 0298 But, as I think, it was by th’ Cardinal—
FTLN 0299 And on the pieces of the broken wand
FTLN 0300 Were placed the heads of Edmund, Duke of
FTLN 030130 Somerset,
FTLN 0302 And William de la Pole, first Duke of Suffolk.
FTLN 0303 This was my dream. What it doth bode God knows.
FTLN 0304 Tut, this was nothing but an argument
FTLN 0305 That he that breaks a stick of Gloucester’s grove
FTLN 030635 Shall lose his head for his presumption.
FTLN 0307 But list to me, my Humphrey, my sweet duke:
FTLN 0308 Methought I sat in seat of majesty,
FTLN 0309 In the cathedral church of Westminster
FTLN 0310 And in that chair where kings and queens were
FTLN 031140 crowned,
FTLN 0312 Where Henry and Dame Margaret kneeled to me
FTLN 0313 And on my head did set the diadem.
FTLN 0314 Nay, Eleanor, then must I chide outright.
FTLN 0315 Presumptuous dame, ill-nurtured Eleanor,
FTLN 031645 Art thou not second woman in the realm
FTLN 0317 And the Protector’s wife, beloved of him?
FTLN 0318 Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command,
FTLN 0319 Above the reach or compass of thy thought?
FTLN 0320 And wilt thou still be hammering treachery
FTLN 032150 To tumble down thy husband and thyself
FTLN 0322 From top of honor to disgrace’s feet?
FTLN 0323 Away from me, and let me hear no more!
FTLN 0324 What, what, my lord? Are you so choleric
FTLN 0325 With Eleanor for telling but her dream?
FTLN 032655 Next time I’ll keep my dreams unto myself
FTLN 0327 And not be checked.

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ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 0328 Nay, be not angry. I am pleased again.

Enter Messenger.

FTLN 0329 My Lord Protector, ’tis his Highness’ pleasure
FTLN 0330 You do prepare to ride unto Saint Albans,
FTLN 033160 Whereas the King and Queen do mean to hawk.
FTLN 0332 I go.—Come, Nell, thou wilt ride with us?
FTLN 0333 Yes, my good lord. I’ll follow presently.
Gloucester exits, editorial emendationwith Messenger.editorial emendation
FTLN 0334 Follow I must; I cannot go before
FTLN 0335 While Gloucester bears this base and humble mind.
FTLN 033665 Were I a man, a duke, and next of blood,
FTLN 0337 I would remove these tedious stumbling blocks
FTLN 0338 And smooth my way upon their headless necks;
FTLN 0339 And, being a woman, I will not be slack
FTLN 0340 To play my part in Fortune’s pageant.—
FTLN 034170 Where are you there? Sir John! Nay, fear not, man.
FTLN 0342 We are alone; here’s none but thee and I.

Enter editorial emendationSir Johneditorial emendation Hume.

FTLN 0343 Jesus preserve your royal Majesty!
FTLN 0344 What sayst thou? “Majesty”? I am but “Grace.”
FTLN 0345 But by the grace of God and Hume’s advice,
FTLN 034675 Your Grace’s title shall be multiplied.
FTLN 0347 What sayst thou, man? Hast thou as yet conferred
FTLN 0348 With Margery Jourdain, the cunning witch,
FTLN 0349 With Roger Bolingbroke, the conjurer?
FTLN 0350 And will they undertake to do me good?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 2

FTLN 035180 This they have promisèd: to show your Highness
FTLN 0352 A spirit raised from depth of underground
FTLN 0353 That shall make answer to such questions
FTLN 0354 As by your Grace shall be propounded him.
FTLN 0355 It is enough. I’ll think upon the questions.
FTLN 035685 When from Saint Albans we do make return,
FTLN 0357 We’ll see these things effected to the full.
FTLN 0358 Here, Hume, take this reward.
editorial emendationShe gives him money.editorial emendation
FTLN 0359 Make merry, man,
FTLN 0360 With thy confederates in this weighty cause.
Duchess exits.
FTLN 036190 Hume must make merry with the Duchess’ gold.
FTLN 0362 Marry, and shall! But, how now, Sir John Hume?
FTLN 0363 Seal up your lips, and give no words but “mum”;
FTLN 0364 The business asketh silent secrecy.
FTLN 0365 Dame Eleanor gives gold to bring the witch;
FTLN 036695 Gold cannot come amiss, were she a devil.
FTLN 0367 Yet have I gold flies from another coast—
FTLN 0368 I dare not say, from the rich cardinal
FTLN 0369 And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolk,
FTLN 0370 Yet I do find it so. For, to be plain,
FTLN 0371100 They, knowing Dame Eleanor’s aspiring humor,
FTLN 0372 Have hirèd me to undermine the Duchess
FTLN 0373 And buzz these conjurations in her brain.
FTLN 0374 They say a crafty knave does need no broker,
FTLN 0375 Yet am I Suffolk and the Cardinal’s broker.
FTLN 0376105 Hume, if you take not heed, you shall go near
FTLN 0377 To call them both a pair of crafty knaves.
FTLN 0378 Well, so it stands; and thus I fear at last
FTLN 0379 Hume’s knavery will be the Duchess’ wrack,
FTLN 0380 And her attainture will be Humphrey’s fall.
FTLN 0381110 Sort how it will, I shall have gold for all.
He exits.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Enter three or four Petitioners, editorial emendationPeter,editorial emendation the
Armorer’s man, being one.

FIRST PETITIONER  FTLN 0382My masters, let’s stand close. My
FTLN 0383 Lord Protector will come this way by and by, and
FTLN 0384 then we may deliver our supplications in the quill.
SECOND PETITIONER  FTLN 0385Marry, the Lord protect him, for
FTLN 03865 he’s a good man! Jesu bless him!

Enter Suffolk, editorial emendationwearing the red rose,editorial emendation
and Queen editorial emendationMargaret.editorial emendation

editorial emendationFIRST PETITIONEReditorial emendation  FTLN 0387Here he comes, methinks, and the
FTLN 0388 Queen with him. I’ll be the first, sure.
editorial emendationHe steps forward.editorial emendation
SECOND PETITIONER  FTLN 0389Come back, fool! This is the Duke
FTLN 0390 of Suffolk, and not my Lord Protector.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 039110How now, fellow? Wouldst anything with
FTLN 0392 me?
FIRST PETITIONER  FTLN 0393I pray, my lord, pardon me. I took
FTLN 0394 you for my Lord Protector.
QUEEN MARGARET  editorial emendationtakes a petition and reads.editorial emendation  FTLN 0395To my
FTLN 039615 Lord Protector.
 Are your supplications to his Lordship?
FTLN 0397 Let me see them.—What is thine?
FIRST PETITIONER  FTLN 0398Mine is, an ’t please your Grace,
FTLN 0399 against John Goodman, my Lord Cardinal’s man,
FTLN 0400 for keeping my house, and lands, and wife and all,
FTLN 040120 from me.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 0402Thy wife too? That’s some wrong indeed.—
FTLN 0403 What’s yours?  editorial emendationTaking a petition.editorial emendation What’s here?
FTLN 0404  editorial emendation(Reads.)editorial emendation Against the Duke of Suffolk for enclosing
FTLN 0405 the commons of Melford.
 How now, sir knave?
SECOND PETITIONER  FTLN 040625Alas, sir, I am but a poor petitioner
FTLN 0407 of our whole township.
PETER , editorial emendationshowing his petitioneditorial emendation  FTLN 0408Against my master,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0409 Thomas Horner, for saying that the Duke of York
FTLN 0410 was rightful heir to the crown.
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 041130What sayst thou? Did the Duke of
FTLN 0412 York say he was rightful heir to the crown?
PETER  FTLN 0413That my editorial emendationmastereditorial emendation was? No, forsooth. My master
FTLN 0414 said that he was and that the King was an
FTLN 0415 usurper.
SUFFOLK , editorial emendationcallingeditorial emendation  FTLN 041635Who is there?

Enter Servant.

FTLN 0417 Take this fellow in, and send for his master with a
FTLN 0418 pursuivant presently.—We’ll hear more of your
FTLN 0419 matter before the King.
editorial emendationPetereditorial emendation exits editorial emendationwith Servant.editorial emendation
FTLN 0420 And as for you that love to be protected
FTLN 042140 Under the wings of our Protector’s grace,
FTLN 0422 Begin your suits anew, and sue to him.
Tear the supplication.
FTLN 0423 Away, base cullions.—Suffolk, let them go.
ALL  FTLN 0424Come, let’s be gone. editorial emendationTheyeditorial emendation exit.
FTLN 0425 My lord of Suffolk, say, is this the guise,
FTLN 042645 Is this the fashions in the court of England?
FTLN 0427 Is this the government of Britain’s isle
FTLN 0428 And this the royalty of Albion’s king?
FTLN 0429 What, shall King Henry be a pupil still
FTLN 0430 Under the surly Gloucester’s governance?
FTLN 043150 Am I a queen in title and in style,
FTLN 0432 And must be made a subject to a duke?
FTLN 0433 I tell thee, Pole, when in the city Tours
FTLN 0434 Thou rann’st atilt in honor of my love
FTLN 0435 And stol’st away the ladies’ hearts of France,
FTLN 043655 I thought King Henry had resembled thee
FTLN 0437 In courage, courtship, and proportion.
FTLN 0438 But all his mind is bent to holiness,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0439 To number Ave Marys on his beads;
FTLN 0440 His champions are the prophets and apostles,
FTLN 044160 His weapons holy saws of sacred writ,
FTLN 0442 His study is his tiltyard, and his loves
FTLN 0443 Are brazen images of canonized saints.
FTLN 0444 I would the College of the Cardinals
FTLN 0445 Would choose him pope and carry him to Rome
FTLN 044665 And set the triple crown upon his head!
FTLN 0447 That were a state fit for his holiness.
FTLN 0448 Madam, be patient. As I was cause
FTLN 0449 Your Highness came to England, so will I
FTLN 0450 In England work your Grace’s full content.
FTLN 045170 Besides the haughty Protector, have we Beaufort
FTLN 0452 The imperious churchman, Somerset, Buckingham,
FTLN 0453 And grumbling York; and not the least of these
FTLN 0454 But can do more in England than the King.
FTLN 0455 And he of these that can do most of all
FTLN 045675 Cannot do more in England than the Nevilles;
FTLN 0457 Salisbury and Warwick are no simple peers.
FTLN 0458 Not all these lords do vex me half so much
FTLN 0459 As that proud dame, the Lord Protector’s wife.
FTLN 0460 She sweeps it through the court with troops of
FTLN 046180 ladies,
FTLN 0462 More like an empress than Duke Humphrey’s wife.
FTLN 0463 Strangers in court do take her for the Queen.
FTLN 0464 She bears a duke’s revenues on her back,
FTLN 0465 And in her heart she scorns our poverty.
FTLN 046685 Shall I not live to be avenged on her?
FTLN 0467 Contemptuous baseborn callet as she is,
FTLN 0468 She vaunted ’mongst her minions t’ other day
FTLN 0469 The very train of her worst wearing gown

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0470 Was better worth than all my father’s lands
FTLN 047190 Till Suffolk gave two dukedoms for his daughter.
FTLN 0472 Madam, myself have limed a bush for her
FTLN 0473 And placed a choir of such enticing birds
FTLN 0474 That she will light to listen to the lays
FTLN 0475 And never mount to trouble you again.
FTLN 047695 So let her rest. And, madam, list to me,
FTLN 0477 For I am bold to counsel you in this:
FTLN 0478 Although we fancy not the Cardinal,
FTLN 0479 Yet must we join with him and with the lords
FTLN 0480 Till we have brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace.
FTLN 0481100 As for the Duke of York, this late complaint
FTLN 0482 Will make but little for his benefit.
FTLN 0483 So, one by one, we’ll weed them all at last,
FTLN 0484 And you yourself shall steer the happy helm.

Sound a sennet. Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Duke Humphrey
editorial emendationof Gloucester,editorial emendation Cardinal, editorial emendationSomerset, wearing the red
rose,editorial emendation Buckingham, Salisbury; York and Warwick, editorial emendationboth
wearing the white rose;editorial emendation and the Duchess editorial emendationof
Gloucester.editorial emendation

FTLN 0485 For my part, noble lords, I care not which;
FTLN 0486105 Or Somerset or York, all’s one to me.
FTLN 0487 If York have ill demeaned himself in France,
FTLN 0488 Then let him be denied the regentship.
FTLN 0489 If Somerset be unworthy of the place,
FTLN 0490 Let York be regent; I will yield to him.
FTLN 0491110 Whether your Grace be worthy, yea or no,
FTLN 0492 Dispute not that. York is the worthier.
FTLN 0493 Ambitious Warwick, let thy betters speak.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0494 The Cardinal’s not my better in the field.
FTLN 0495 All in this presence are thy betters, Warwick.
FTLN 0496115 Warwick may live to be the best of all.
FTLN 0497 Peace, son.—And show some reason, Buckingham,
FTLN 0498 Why Somerset should be preferred in this.
FTLN 0499 Because the King, forsooth, will have it so.
FTLN 0500 Madam, the King is old enough himself
FTLN 0501120 To give his censure. These are no women’s matters.
FTLN 0502 If he be old enough, what needs your Grace
FTLN 0503 To be Protector of his Excellence?
FTLN 0504 Madam, I am Protector of the realm,
FTLN 0505 And at his pleasure will resign my place.
FTLN 0506125 Resign it, then, and leave thine insolence.
FTLN 0507 Since thou wert king—as who is king but thou?—
FTLN 0508 The commonwealth hath daily run to wrack,
FTLN 0509 The Dauphin hath prevailed beyond the seas,
FTLN 0510 And all the peers and nobles of the realm
FTLN 0511130 Have been as bondmen to thy sovereignty.
CARDINAL , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0512 The Commons hast thou racked; the clergy’s bags
FTLN 0513 Are lank and lean with thy extortions.
SOMERSET , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0514 Thy sumptuous buildings and thy wife’s attire
FTLN 0515 Have cost a mass of public treasury.
BUCKINGHAM , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0516135 Thy cruelty in execution
FTLN 0517 Upon offenders hath exceeded law
FTLN 0518 And left thee to the mercy of the law.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

QUEEN MARGARET , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0519 Thy sale of offices and towns in France,
FTLN 0520 If they were known, as the suspect is great,
FTLN 0521140 Would make thee quickly hop without thy head.
Gloucester exits.
editorial emendationQueen Margaret drops her fan.editorial emendation
FTLN 0522  editorial emendationTo Duchess.editorial emendation Give me my fan. What, minion, can
FTLN 0523 you not? She gives the Duchess a box on the ear.
FTLN 0524 I cry you mercy, madam. Was it you?
FTLN 0525 Was ’t I? Yea, I it was, proud Frenchwoman.
FTLN 0526145 Could I come near your beauty with my nails,
FTLN 0527 editorial emendationI’deditorial emendation set my ten commandments in your face.
FTLN 0528 Sweet aunt, be quiet. ’Twas against her will.
FTLN 0529 Against her will, good king? Look to ’t in time.
FTLN 0530 She’ll hamper thee and dandle thee like a baby.
FTLN 0531150 Though in this place most master wear no breeches,
FTLN 0532 She shall not strike Dame Eleanor unrevenged.
Eleanor, editorial emendationthe Duchess,editorial emendation exits.
BUCKINGHAM , editorial emendationaside to Cardinaleditorial emendation 
FTLN 0533 Lord Cardinal, I will follow Eleanor
FTLN 0534 And listen after Humphrey how he proceeds.
FTLN 0535 She’s tickled now; her fume needs no spurs;
FTLN 0536155 She’ll gallop far enough to her destruction.
Buckingham exits.

Enter Humphrey, editorial emendationDuke of Gloucester.editorial emendation

FTLN 0537 Now, lords, my choler being overblown
FTLN 0538 With walking once about the quadrangle,
FTLN 0539 I come to talk of commonwealth affairs.
FTLN 0540 As for your spiteful false objections,
FTLN 0541160 Prove them, and I lie open to the law;
FTLN 0542 But God in mercy so deal with my soul

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0543 As I in duty love my king and country!
FTLN 0544 But, to the matter that we have in hand:
FTLN 0545 I say, my sovereign, York is meetest man
FTLN 0546165 To be your regent in the realm of France.
FTLN 0547 Before we make election, give me leave
FTLN 0548 To show some reason, of no little force,
FTLN 0549 That York is most unmeet of any man.
FTLN 0550 I’ll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet:
FTLN 0551170 First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride;
FTLN 0552 Next, if I be appointed for the place,
FTLN 0553 My lord of Somerset will keep me here
FTLN 0554 Without discharge, money, or furniture
FTLN 0555 Till France be won into the Dauphin’s hands.
FTLN 0556175 Last time I danced attendance on his will
FTLN 0557 Till Paris was besieged, famished, and lost.
FTLN 0558 That can I witness, and a fouler fact
FTLN 0559 Did never traitor in the land commit.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 0560Peace, headstrong Warwick!
FTLN 0561180 Image of pride, why should I hold my peace?

Enter editorial emendationHorner, theeditorial emendation Armorer, and his Man
editorial emendationPeter, under guard.editorial emendation

FTLN 0562 Because here is a man accused of treason.
FTLN 0563 Pray God the Duke of York excuse himself!
FTLN 0564 Doth anyone accuse York for a traitor?
FTLN 0565 What mean’st thou, Suffolk? Tell me, what are
FTLN 0566185 these?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 3

FTLN 0567 Please it your Majesty, this is the man
FTLN 0568 That doth accuse his master of high treason.
FTLN 0569 His words were these: that Richard, Duke of York,
FTLN 0570 Was rightful heir unto the English crown,
FTLN 0571190 And that your Majesty was an usurper.
KING HENRY  FTLN 0572Say, man, were these thy words?
HORNER  FTLN 0573An ’t shall please your Majesty, I never said
FTLN 0574 nor thought any such matter. God is my witness, I
FTLN 0575 am falsely accused by the villain.
PETER  FTLN 0576195By these ten bones, my lords, he did speak
FTLN 0577 them to me in the garret one night as we were
FTLN 0578 scouring my lord of York’s armor.
YORK , editorial emendationto Hornereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0579 Base dunghill villain and mechanical,
FTLN 0580 I’ll have thy head for this thy traitor’s speech!—
FTLN 0581200 I do beseech your royal Majesty,
FTLN 0582 Let him have all the rigor of the law.
HORNER  FTLN 0583Alas, my lord, hang me if ever I spake the
FTLN 0584 words. My accuser is my prentice; and when I did
FTLN 0585 correct him for his fault the other day, he did vow
FTLN 0586205 upon his knees he would be even with me. I have
FTLN 0587 good witness of this. Therefore I beseech your
FTLN 0588 Majesty, do not cast away an honest man for a
FTLN 0589 villain’s accusation!
FTLN 0590 Uncle, what shall we say to this in law?
FTLN 0591210 This doom, my lord, if I may judge:
FTLN 0592 Let Somerset be regent o’er the French,
FTLN 0593 Because in York this breeds suspicion;
FTLN 0594 And let these have a day appointed them
FTLN 0595 For single combat in convenient place,
FTLN 0596215 For he hath witness of his servant’s malice.
FTLN 0597 This is the law, and this Duke Humphrey’s doom.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 4

FTLN 0598 I humbly thank your royal Majesty.
FTLN 0599 And I accept the combat willingly.
PETER  FTLN 0600Alas, my lord, I cannot fight; for God’s sake pity
FTLN 0601220 my case! The spite of man prevaileth against me. O
FTLN 0602 Lord, have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to
FTLN 0603 fight a blow. O Lord, my heart!
FTLN 0604 Sirrah, or you must fight or else be hanged.
KING HENRY  FTLN 0605Away with them to prison; and the day of
FTLN 0606225 combat shall be the last of the next month.—
FTLN 0607 Come, Somerset, we’ll see thee sent away.
Flourish. They exit.

editorial emendationScene 4editorial emendation
Enter the Witch editorial emendationMargery Jourdain,editorial emendation the two Priests
editorial emendationHume and Southwell,editorial emendation and Bolingbroke, editorial emendationa conjurer.editorial emendation

HUME  FTLN 0608Come, my masters. The Duchess, I tell you,
FTLN 0609 expects performance of your promises.
BOLINGBROKE  FTLN 0610Master Hume, we are therefore provided.
FTLN 0611 Will her Ladyship behold and hear our
FTLN 06125 exorcisms?
HUME  FTLN 0613Ay, what else? Fear you not her courage.
BOLINGBROKE  FTLN 0614I have heard her reported to be a
FTLN 0615 woman of an invincible spirit. But it shall be convenient,
FTLN 0616 Master Hume, that you be by her aloft
FTLN 061710 while we be busy below; and so, I pray you, go, in
FTLN 0618 God’s name, and leave us. Hume exits.
FTLN 0619 Mother Jourdain, be you prostrate and grovel on
FTLN 0620 the earth.  editorial emendationShe lies face downward.editorial emendation John Southwell,
FTLN 0621 read you; and let us to our work.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 4

Enter Eleanor, editorial emendationDuchess of Gloucester,
with Hume,editorial emendation aloft.

DUCHESS  FTLN 062215Well said, my masters, and welcome all. To
FTLN 0623 this gear, the sooner the better.
FTLN 0624 Patience, good lady. Wizards know their times.
FTLN 0625 Deep night, dark night, the silent of the night,
FTLN 0626 The time of night when Troy was set on fire,
FTLN 062720 The time when screech owls cry and bandogs howl,
FTLN 0628 And spirits walk, and ghosts break up their graves—
FTLN 0629 That time best fits the work we have in hand.
FTLN 0630 Madam, sit you, and fear not. Whom we raise
FTLN 0631 We will make fast within a hallowed verge.

Here editorial emendationtheyeditorial emendation do the ceremonies belonging, and
make the circle. Bolingbroke or Southwell reads
“Conjuro te, etc.”
 It thunders and lightens terribly;
then the Spirit riseth.

SPIRIT  FTLN 063225Adsum.
JOURDAIN  FTLN 0633Asmath,
FTLN 0634 By the eternal God, whose name and power
FTLN 0635 Thou tremblest at, answer that I shall ask,
FTLN 0636 For till thou speak, thou shalt not pass from hence.
FTLN 063730 Ask what thou wilt. That I had said and done!
BOLINGBROKE , editorial emendationreading from a paper, while Southwell
 writeseditorial emendation
FTLN 0638 First of the King: What shall of him become?
FTLN 0639 The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose,
FTLN 0640 But him outlive and die a violent death.
BOLINGBROKE , editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0641 What fates await the Duke of Suffolk?
FTLN 064235 By water shall he die and take his end.
BOLINGBROKE  editorial emendationreadseditorial emendation 
FTLN 0643 What shall befall the Duke of Somerset?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 4

SPIRIT  FTLN 0644Let him shun castles.
FTLN 0645 Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
FTLN 0646 Than where castles mounted stand.
FTLN 064740 Have done, for more I hardly can endure.
FTLN 0648 Descend to darkness and the burning lake!
FTLN 0649 False fiend, avoid!
Thunder and lightning. Spirit exits, editorial emendationdescending.editorial emendation

Enter the Duke of York and the Duke of Buckingham
with their Guard editorial emendationand Sir Humphrey Stafford,editorial emendation and
break in.

FTLN 0650 Lay hands upon these traitors and their trash.
editorial emendationThe Guard arrest Margery Jourdain and her
accomplices and seize their papers.editorial emendation

FTLN 0651  editorial emendationTo Jourdain.editorial emendation Beldam, I think we watched you at an
FTLN 065245 inch.
FTLN 0653  editorial emendationTo the Duchess, aloft.editorial emendation What, madam, are you
FTLN 0654 there? The King and commonweal
FTLN 0655 Are deeply indebted for this piece of pains.
FTLN 0656 My Lord Protector will, I doubt it not,
FTLN 065750 See you well guerdoned for these good deserts.
FTLN 0658 Not half so bad as thine to England’s king,
FTLN 0659 Injurious duke, that threatest where’s no cause.
FTLN 0660 True, madam, none at all. What call you this?
editorial emendationHe holds up the papers seized.editorial emendation
FTLN 0661 Away with them! Let them be clapped up close
FTLN 066255 And kept asunder.—You, madam, shall with us.—
FTLN 0663 Stafford, take her to thee. editorial emendationStafford exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 0664 We’ll see your trinkets here all forthcoming.
FTLN 0665 All away! editorial emendationJourdain, Southwell, and Bolingbrokeeditorial emendation
exit editorial emendationunder guard, below; Duchess and Hume
exit, under guard, aloft.editorial emendation

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 1. SC. 4

FTLN 0666 Lord Buckingham, methinks you watched her well.
FTLN 066760 A pretty plot, well chosen to build upon!
FTLN 0668 Now, pray, my lord, let’s see the devil’s writ.
editorial emendationBuckingham hands him the papers.editorial emendation
FTLN 0669 What have we here?
FTLN 0670  editorial emendation(Reads.)editorial emendation The duke yet lives that Henry shall depose,
FTLN 0671 But him outlive and die a violent death.

FTLN 067265 Why, this is just Aio editorial emendationte,editorial emendation Aeacida,
FTLN 0673 Romanos vincere posse
. Well, to the rest:
FTLN 0674  editorial emendation(Reads.)editorial emendation Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of
FTLN 0675 Suffolk?
FTLN 0676 By water shall he die and take his end.
FTLN 067770 What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?
FTLN 0678 Let him shun castles;
FTLN 0679 Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains
FTLN 0680 Than where castles mounted stand.

FTLN 0681 Come, come, my editorial emendationlord,editorial emendation these oracles
FTLN 068275 Are hardly attained and hardly understood.
FTLN 0683 The King is now in progress towards Saint Albans;
FTLN 0684 With him the husband of this lovely lady.
FTLN 0685 Thither goes these news as fast as horse can carry
FTLN 0686 them—
FTLN 068780 A sorry breakfast for my Lord Protector.
FTLN 0688 Your Grace shall give me leave, my lord of York,
FTLN 0689 To be the post, in hope of his reward.
YORK  FTLN 0690At your pleasure, my good lord.
editorial emendationBuckingham exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 0691 Who’s within there, ho!

Enter a Servingman.

FTLN 069285 Invite my lords of Salisbury and Warwick
FTLN 0693 To sup with me tomorrow night. Away!
They exit.

editorial emendationACT 2editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Queen editorial emendationMargaret, Gloucester the
Lordeditorial emendation Protector, Cardinal, and Suffolk, editorial emendationand
Attendants,editorial emendation with Falconers hallowing.

FTLN 0694 Believe me, lords, for flying at the brook
FTLN 0695 I saw not better sport these seven years’ day.
FTLN 0696 Yet, by your leave, the wind was very high,
FTLN 0697 And, ten to one, old Joan had not gone out.
KING HENRY , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 06985 But what a point, my lord, your falcon made,
FTLN 0699 And what a pitch she flew above the rest!
FTLN 0700 To see how God in all his creatures works!
FTLN 0701 Yea, man and birds are fain of climbing high.
FTLN 0702 No marvel, an it like your Majesty,
FTLN 070310 My Lord Protector’s hawks do tower so well;
FTLN 0704 They know their master loves to be aloft
FTLN 0705 And bears his thoughts above his falcon’s pitch.
FTLN 0706 My lord, ’tis but a base ignoble mind
FTLN 0707 That mounts no higher than a bird can soar.
FTLN 070815 I thought as much. He would be above the clouds.
FTLN 0709 Ay, my Lord Cardinal, how think you by that?
FTLN 0710 Were it not good your Grace could fly to heaven?

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ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0711 The treasury of everlasting joy.
CARDINAL , editorial emendationto Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0712 Thy heaven is on Earth; thine eyes and thoughts
FTLN 071320 Beat on a crown, the treasure of thy heart.
FTLN 0714 Pernicious Protector, dangerous peer,
FTLN 0715 That smooth’st it so with king and commonweal!
FTLN 0716 What, cardinal, is your priesthood grown
FTLN 0717 peremptory?
FTLN 071825 Tantaene animis caelestibus irae?
FTLN 0719 Churchmen so hot? Good uncle, hide such malice.
FTLN 0720 With such holiness, can you do it?
FTLN 0721 No malice, sir, no more than well becomes
FTLN 0722 So good a quarrel and so bad a peer.
FTLN 072330 As who, my lord?
SUFFOLK  FTLN 0724 Why, as you, my lord,
FTLN 0725 An ’t like your lordly editorial emendationLordeditorial emendation Protectorship.
FTLN 0726 Why, Suffolk, England knows thine insolence.
FTLN 0727 And thy ambition, Gloucester.
KING HENRY  FTLN 072835 I prithee peace,
FTLN 0729 Good queen, and whet not on these furious peers,
FTLN 0730 For blessèd are the peacemakers on Earth.
FTLN 0731 Let me be blessèd for the peace I make
FTLN 0732 Against this proud Protector with my sword!
GLOUCESTER , editorial emendationaside to Cardinaleditorial emendation 
FTLN 073340 Faith, holy uncle, would ’t were come to that!
CARDINAL , editorial emendationaside to Gloucestereditorial emendation  FTLN 0734Marry, when thou
FTLN 0735 dar’st!
GLOUCESTER , editorial emendationaside to Cardinaleditorial emendation 
FTLN 0736 Make up no factious numbers for the matter.
FTLN 0737 In thine own person answer thy abuse.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

CARDINAL , editorial emendationaside to Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 073845 Ay, where thou dar’st not peep. An if thou dar’st,
FTLN 0739 This evening, on the east side of the grove.
FTLN 0740 How now, my lords?
CARDINAL  FTLN 0741 Believe me, cousin Gloucester,
FTLN 0742 Had not your man put up the fowl so suddenly,
FTLN 074350 We had had more sport.  editorial emendation(Aside to Gloucester.)editorial emendation
FTLN 0744 Come with thy two-hand sword.
FTLN 0745 True, uncle.  editorial emendation(Aside to Cardinal.)editorial emendation Are you advised?
FTLN 0746 The east side of the grove.
CARDINAL , editorial emendationaside to Gloucestereditorial emendation 
FTLN 0747 I am with you.
KING HENRY  FTLN 074855 Why, how now, uncle Gloucester?
FTLN 0749 Talking of hawking; nothing else, my lord.
FTLN 0750  editorial emendation(Aside to Cardinal.)editorial emendation Now, by God’s mother, priest,
FTLN 0751 I’ll shave your crown for this,
FTLN 0752 Or all my fence shall fail.
CARDINAL , editorial emendationaside to Gloucestereditorial emendation  FTLN 075360 Medice, teipsum;
FTLN 0754 Protector, see to ’t well; protect yourself.
FTLN 0755 The winds grow high; so do your stomachs, lords.
FTLN 0756 How irksome is this music to my heart!
FTLN 0757 When such strings jar, what hope of harmony?
FTLN 075865 I pray, my lords, let me compound this strife.

Enter editorial emendationa man from St. Albanseditorial emendation crying “A miracle!”

GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0759What means this noise?—
FTLN 0760 Fellow, what miracle dost thou proclaim?
MAN  FTLN 0761A miracle, a miracle!
FTLN 0762 Come to the King, and tell him what miracle.
FTLN 076370 Forsooth, a blind man at Saint Alban’s shrine

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ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0764 Within this half hour hath received his sight,
FTLN 0765 A man that ne’er saw in his life before.
FTLN 0766 Now, God be praised, that to believing souls
FTLN 0767 Gives light in darkness, comfort in despair.

Enter the Mayor of Saint Albans, and his brethren,
bearing the man editorial emendationSimpcoxeditorial emendation between two in a chair,
editorial emendationfollowed by Simpcox’s Wife and Others.editorial emendation

FTLN 076875 Here comes the townsmen on procession
FTLN 0769 To present your Highness with the man.
FTLN 0770 Great is his comfort in this earthly vale,
FTLN 0771 Although by his sight his sin be multiplied.
FTLN 0772 Stand by, my masters.—Bring him near the King.
FTLN 077380 His Highness’ pleasure is to talk with him.
editorial emendationThe two bearers bring the chair forward.editorial emendation
FTLN 0774 Good fellow, tell us here the circumstance,
FTLN 0775 That we for thee may glorify the Lord.
FTLN 0776 What, hast thou been long blind and now restored?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0777Born blind, an ’t please your Grace.
WIFE  FTLN 077885Ay, indeed, was he.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 0779What woman is this?
WIFE  FTLN 0780His wife, an ’t like your Worship.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0781Hadst thou been his mother, thou couldst
FTLN 0782 have better told.
KING HENRY  FTLN 078390Where wert thou born?
FTLN 0784 At Berwick in the North, an ’t like your Grace.
FTLN 0785 Poor soul, God’s goodness hath been great to thee.
FTLN 0786 Let never day nor night unhallowed pass,
FTLN 0787 But still remember what the Lord hath done.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 078895 Tell me, good fellow, cam’st thou here by chance,
FTLN 0789 Or of devotion to this holy shrine?
FTLN 0790 God knows, of pure devotion, being called
FTLN 0791 A hundred times and oftener in my sleep
FTLN 0792 By good Saint Alban, who said “Simon, come,
FTLN 0793100 Come, offer at my shrine, and I will help thee.”
FTLN 0794 Most true, forsooth, and many time and oft
FTLN 0795 Myself have heard a voice to call him so.
CARDINAL  FTLN 0796What, art thou lame?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0797Ay, God Almighty help me!
SUFFOLK  FTLN 0798105How cam’st thou so?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0799A fall off of a tree.
WIFE  FTLN 0800A plum tree, master.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0801How long hast thou been blind?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0802O, born so, master.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0803110What, and wouldst climb a tree?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0804But that in all my life, when I was a youth.
WIFE  FTLN 0805Too true, and bought his climbing very dear.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0806Mass, thou lov’dst plums well, that
FTLN 0807 wouldst venture so.
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0808115Alas, good master, my wife desired some
FTLN 0809 damsons, and made me climb, with danger of my
FTLN 0810 life.
FTLN 0811 A subtle knave, but yet it shall not serve.—
FTLN 0812 Let me see thine eyes. Wink now. Now open them.
FTLN 0813120 In my opinion, yet thou seest not well.
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0814Yes, master, clear as day, I thank God and
FTLN 0815 Saint editorial emendationAlban.editorial emendation
FTLN 0816 Sayst thou me so? What color is this cloak of?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0817Red, master, red as blood.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

FTLN 0818125 Why, that’s well said. What color is my gown of?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0819Black, forsooth, coal-black as jet.
FTLN 0820 Why, then, thou know’st what color jet is of.
FTLN 0821 And yet, I think, jet did he never see.
FTLN 0822 But cloaks and gowns, before this day, a many.
FTLN 0823130 Never, before this day, in all his life.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0824Tell me, sirrah, what’s my name?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0825Alas, master, I know not.
GLOUCESTER , editorial emendationpointingeditorial emendation  FTLN 0826What’s his name?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0827I know not.
GLOUCESTER , editorial emendationpointing to someone elseeditorial emendation  FTLN 0828135Nor his?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0829No, indeed, master.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0830What’s thine own name?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0831Sander Simpcox, an if it please you, master.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0832Then, Sander, sit there, the lying’st knave
FTLN 0833140 in Christendom. If thou hadst been born blind,
FTLN 0834 thou mightst as well have known all our names as
FTLN 0835 thus to name the several colors we do wear. Sight
FTLN 0836 may distinguish of colors; but suddenly to nominate
FTLN 0837 them all, it is impossible.—My lords, Saint
FTLN 0838145 Alban here hath done a miracle; and would you
FTLN 0839 not think editorial emendationhiseditorial emendation cunning to be great that could
FTLN 0840 restore this cripple to his legs again?
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0841O master, that you could!
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0842My masters of Saint Albans, have you not
FTLN 0843150 beadles in your town and things called whips?
MAYOR  FTLN 0844Yes, my lord, if it please your Grace.
GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0845Then send for one presently.
MAYOR  FTLN 0846Sirrah, go fetch the beadle hither straight.
editorial emendationA maneditorial emendation exits.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0847Now fetch me a stool hither by and by.
FTLN 0848155  editorial emendationOne brings a stool.editorial emendation Now, sirrah, if you mean to
FTLN 0849 save yourself from whipping, leap me over this
FTLN 0850 stool, and run away.
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0851Alas, master, I am not able to stand alone.
FTLN 0852 You go about to torture me in vain.

Enter a Beadle with whips.

GLOUCESTER  FTLN 0853160Well, sir, we must have you find your
FTLN 0854 legs.—Sirrah beadle, whip him till he leap over
FTLN 0855 that same stool.
BEADLE  FTLN 0856I will, my lord.—Come on, sirrah, off with
FTLN 0857 your doublet quickly.
SIMPCOX  FTLN 0858165Alas, master, what shall I do? I am not able to
FTLN 0859 stand.
After the Beadle hath hit him once, he leaps
over the stool and runs away;
 and they follow
and cry “A miracle!”

FTLN 0860 O God, seest Thou this, and bearest so long?
FTLN 0861 It made me laugh to see the villain run.
GLOUCESTER , editorial emendationto the Beadleeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0862 Follow the knave, and take this drab away.
WIFE  FTLN 0863170Alas, sir, we did it for pure need.
FTLN 0864 Let them be whipped through every market town
FTLN 0865 Till they come to Berwick, from whence they came.
editorial emendationThe Beadle, Mayor, Wife, and the others from
Saint Albanseditorial emendation exit.

FTLN 0866 Duke Humphrey has done a miracle today.
FTLN 0867 True, made the lame to leap and fly away.
FTLN 0868175 But you have done more miracles than I.
FTLN 0869 You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly.

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ACT 2. SC. 1

Enter Buckingham.

FTLN 0870 What tidings with our cousin Buckingham?
FTLN 0871 Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold:
FTLN 0872 A sort of naughty persons, lewdly bent,
FTLN 0873180 Under the countenance and confederacy
FTLN 0874 Of Lady Eleanor, the Protector’s wife,
FTLN 0875 The ringleader and head of all this rout,
FTLN 0876 Have practiced dangerously against your state,
FTLN 0877 Dealing with witches and with conjurers,
FTLN 0878185 Whom we have apprehended in the fact,
FTLN 0879 Raising up wicked spirits from under ground,
FTLN 0880 Demanding of King Henry’s life and death
FTLN 0881 And other of your Highness’ Privy Council,
FTLN 0882 As more at large your Grace shall understand.
FTLN 0883190 And so, my Lord Protector, by this means
FTLN 0884 Your lady is forthcoming yet at London.
FTLN 0885  editorial emendationAside to Gloucester.editorial emendation This news, I think, hath turned
FTLN 0886 your weapon’s edge;
FTLN 0887 ’Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour.
FTLN 0888195 Ambitious churchman, leave to afflict my heart.
FTLN 0889 Sorrow and grief have vanquished all my powers,
FTLN 0890 And, vanquished as I am, I yield to thee,
FTLN 0891 Or to the meanest groom.
FTLN 0892 O God, what mischiefs work the wicked ones,
FTLN 0893200 Heaping confusion on their own heads thereby!
FTLN 0894 Gloucester, see here the tainture of thy nest,
FTLN 0895 And look thyself be faultless, thou wert best.
FTLN 0896 Madam, for myself, to heaven I do appeal

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ACT 2. SC. 2

FTLN 0897 How I have loved my king and commonweal;
FTLN 0898205 And, for my wife, I know not how it stands.
FTLN 0899 Sorry I am to hear what I have heard.
FTLN 0900 Noble she is; but if she have forgot
FTLN 0901 Honor and virtue, and conversed with such
FTLN 0902 As, like to pitch, defile nobility,
FTLN 0903210 I banish her my bed and company
FTLN 0904 And give her as a prey to law and shame
FTLN 0905 That hath dishonored Gloucester’s honest name.
FTLN 0906 Well, for this night we will repose us here.
FTLN 0907 Tomorrow toward London back again,
FTLN 0908215 To look into this business thoroughly,
FTLN 0909 And call these foul offenders to their answers,
FTLN 0910 And poise the cause in Justice’ equal scales,
FTLN 0911 Whose beam stands sure, whose rightful cause
FTLN 0912 prevails.
Flourish. They exit.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter York, Salisbury, and Warwick.

FTLN 0913 Now, my good lords of Salisbury and Warwick,
FTLN 0914 Our simple supper ended, give me leave,
FTLN 0915 In this close walk, to satisfy myself
FTLN 0916 In craving your opinion of my title,
FTLN 09175 Which is infallible, to England’s crown.
FTLN 0918 My lord, I long to hear it at full.
FTLN 0919 Sweet York, begin; and if thy claim be good,
FTLN 0920 The Nevilles are thy subjects to command.
YORK  FTLN 0921Then thus:
FTLN 092210 Edward the Third, my lords, had seven sons:

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ACT 2. SC. 2

FTLN 0923 The first, Edward the Black Prince, Prince of Wales;
FTLN 0924 The second, William of Hatfield; and the third,
FTLN 0925 Lionel, Duke of Clarence; next to whom
FTLN 0926 Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of Lancaster;
FTLN 092715 The fifth was Edmund Langley, Duke of York;
FTLN 0928 The sixth was Thomas of Woodstock, Duke of
FTLN 0929 Gloucester;
FTLN 0930 William of Windsor was the seventh and last.
FTLN 0931 Edward the Black Prince died before his father
FTLN 093220 And left behind him Richard, his only son,
FTLN 0933 Who, after Edward the Third’s death, reigned as
FTLN 0934 king
FTLN 0935 Till Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lancaster,
FTLN 0936 The eldest son and heir of John of Gaunt,
FTLN 093725 Crowned by the name of Henry the Fourth,
FTLN 0938 Seized on the realm, deposed the rightful king,
FTLN 0939 Sent his poor queen to France, from whence she
FTLN 0940 came,
FTLN 0941 And him to Pomfret; where, as all you know,
FTLN 094230 Harmless Richard was murdered traitorously.
WARWICK  FTLN 0943Father, the Duke hath told the truth.
FTLN 0944 Thus got the house of Lancaster the crown.
FTLN 0945 Which now they hold by force and not by right;
FTLN 0946 For Richard, the first son’s heir, being dead,
FTLN 094735 The issue of the next son should have reigned.
FTLN 0948 But William of Hatfield died without an heir.
FTLN 0949 The third son, Duke of Clarence, from whose line
FTLN 0950 I claim the crown, had issue, Philippa, a daughter,
FTLN 0951 Who married Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March.
FTLN 095240 Edmund had issue, Roger, Earl of March;
FTLN 0953 Roger had issue: Edmund, Anne, and Eleanor.
FTLN 0954 This Edmund, in the reign of Bolingbroke,

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ACT 2. SC. 2

FTLN 0955 As I have read, laid claim unto the crown
FTLN 0956 And, but for Owen Glendower, had been king,
FTLN 095745 Who kept him in captivity till he died.
FTLN 0958 But to the rest.
YORK  FTLN 0959 His eldest sister, Anne,
FTLN 0960 My mother, being heir unto the crown,
FTLN 0961 Married Richard, Earl of Cambridge, who was editorial emendationsoneditorial emendation
FTLN 096250 To Edmund Langley, Edward the Third’s fifth son.
FTLN 0963 By her I claim the kingdom. She was heir
FTLN 0964 To Roger, Earl of March, who was the son
FTLN 0965 Of Edmund Mortimer, who married Philippa,
FTLN 0966 Sole daughter unto Lionel, Duke of Clarence.
FTLN 096755 So, if the issue of the elder son
FTLN 0968 Succeed before the younger, I am king.
FTLN 0969 What plain proceedings is more plain than this?
FTLN 0970 Henry doth claim the crown from John of Gaunt,
FTLN 0971 The fourth son; York claims it from the third.
FTLN 097260 Till Lionel’s issue fails, his should not reign.
FTLN 0973 It fails not yet, but flourishes in thee
FTLN 0974 And in thy sons, fair slips of such a stock.
FTLN 0975 Then, father Salisbury, kneel we together,
FTLN 0976 And in this private plot be we the first
FTLN 097765 That shall salute our rightful sovereign
FTLN 0978 With honor of his birthright to the crown.
SALISBURY, WARWICK , editorial emendationkneelingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 0979 Long live our sovereign Richard, England’s king!
FTLN 0980 We thank you, lords.  editorial emendationThey rise.editorial emendation But I am not your
FTLN 0981 king
FTLN 098270 Till I be crowned, and that my sword be stained
FTLN 0983 With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster;
FTLN 0984 And that’s not suddenly to be performed,
FTLN 0985 But with advice and silent secrecy.
FTLN 0986 Do you as I do in these dangerous days:
FTLN 098775 Wink at the Duke of Suffolk’s insolence,

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 0988 At Beaufort’s pride, at Somerset’s ambition,
FTLN 0989 At Buckingham, and all the crew of them,
FTLN 0990 Till they have snared the shepherd of the flock,
FTLN 0991 That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphrey.
FTLN 099280 ’Tis that they seek; and they, in seeking that,
FTLN 0993 Shall find their deaths, if York can prophesy.
FTLN 0994 My lord, break we off. We know your mind at full.
FTLN 0995 My heart assures me that the Earl of Warwick
FTLN 0996 Shall one day make the Duke of York a king.
FTLN 099785 And, Neville, this I do assure myself:
FTLN 0998 Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick
FTLN 0999 The greatest man in England but the King.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Sound trumpets. Enter King editorial emendationHenryeditorial emendation and State
editorial emendation(Queen Margaret, Gloucester, York, Salisbury, Suffolk,
and Others)editorial emendation with Guard, to banish the Duchess editorial emendationof
Gloucester, who is accompanied by Margery Jourdain,
Southwell, Hume, and Bolingbroke, all guarded.editorial emendation

FTLN 1000 Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham, Gloucester’s
FTLN 1001 wife.
FTLN 1002 In sight of God and us, your guilt is great.
FTLN 1003 Receive the sentence of the law for editorial emendationsinseditorial emendation
FTLN 10045 Such as by God’s book are adjudged to death.
editorial emendationTo Jourdain, Southwell, Hume, and Bolingbroke.editorial emendation
FTLN 1005 You four, from hence to prison back again;
FTLN 1006 From thence unto the place of execution:
FTLN 1007 The witch in Smithfield shall be burnt to ashes,
FTLN 1008 And you three shall be strangled on the gallows.

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 100910  editorial emendationTo Duchesseditorial emendation You, madam, for you are more nobly
FTLN 1010 born,
FTLN 1011 Despoilèd of your honor in your life,
FTLN 1012 Shall, after three days’ open penance done,
FTLN 1013 Live in your country here in banishment
FTLN 101415 With Sir John Stanley in the Isle of Man.
FTLN 1015 Welcome is banishment. Welcome were my death.
FTLN 1016 Eleanor, the law, thou seest, hath judged thee.
FTLN 1017 I cannot justify whom the law condemns.
editorial emendationDuchess and the other prisoners exit under guard.editorial emendation
FTLN 1018 Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief.
FTLN 101920 Ah, Humphrey, this dishonor in thine age
FTLN 1020 Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground.—
FTLN 1021 I beseech your Majesty give me leave to go;
FTLN 1022 Sorrow would solace, and mine age would ease.
FTLN 1023 Stay, Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester. Ere thou go,
FTLN 102425 Give up thy staff. Henry will to himself
FTLN 1025 Protector be; and God shall be my hope,
FTLN 1026 My stay, my guide, and lantern to my feet.
FTLN 1027 And go in peace, Humphrey, no less beloved
FTLN 1028 Than when thou wert Protector to thy king.
FTLN 102930 I see no reason why a king of years
FTLN 1030 Should be to be protected like a child.
FTLN 1031 God and King Henry govern England’s realm!—
FTLN 1032 Give up your staff, sir, and the King his realm.
FTLN 1033 My staff?—Here, noble Henry, is my staff.
editorial emendationHe puts down his staff before Henry.editorial emendation
FTLN 103435 As willingly do I the same resign
FTLN 1035 As e’er thy father Henry made it mine;
FTLN 1036 And even as willingly at thy feet I leave it
FTLN 1037 As others would ambitiously receive it.

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ACT 2. SC. 3

FTLN 1038 Farewell, good king. When I am dead and gone,
FTLN 103940 May honorable peace attend thy throne.
Gloucester exits.
editorial emendationHenry picks up the staff.editorial emendation
FTLN 1040 Why, now is Henry king and Margaret queen,
FTLN 1041 And Humphrey, Duke of Gloucester, scarce himself,
FTLN 1042 That bears so shrewd a maim. Two pulls at once:
FTLN 1043 His lady banished and a limb lopped off.
FTLN 104445 This staff of honor raught, there let it stand
FTLN 1045 Where it best fits to be, in Henry’s hand.
FTLN 1046 Thus droops this lofty pine and hangs his sprays;
FTLN 1047 Thus Eleanor’s pride dies in her youngest days.
FTLN 1048 Lords, let him go.—Please it your Majesty,
FTLN 104950 This is the day appointed for the combat,
FTLN 1050 And ready are the appellant and defendant—
FTLN 1051 The armorer and his man—to enter the lists,
FTLN 1052 So please your Highness to behold the fight.
FTLN 1053 Ay, good my lord, for purposely therefor
FTLN 105455 Left I the court to see this quarrel tried.
FTLN 1055 I’ God’s name, see the lists and all things fit.
FTLN 1056 Here let them end it, and God defend the right!
FTLN 1057 I never saw a fellow worse bestead
FTLN 1058 Or more afraid to fight than is the appellant,
FTLN 105960 The servant of this armorer, my lords.

Enter at one door the Armorer editorial emendationHornereditorial emendation and his
Neighbors, drinking to him so much that he is drunk;
and he enters with a Drum before him and his staff with
a sandbag fastened to it; and at the other door his man
editorial emendationPeter,editorial emendation with a Drum and sandbag, and Prentices
drinking to him.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 2. SC. 3

FIRST NEIGHBOR  FTLN 1060Here, neighbor Horner, I drink to you
FTLN 1061 in a cup of sack; and fear not, neighbor, you shall
FTLN 1062 do well enough.
SECOND NEIGHBOR  FTLN 1063And here, neighbor, here’s a cup of
FTLN 106465 charneco.
THIRD NEIGHBOR  FTLN 1065And here’s a pot of good double beer,
FTLN 1066 neighbor. Drink, and fear not your man.
HORNER  FTLN 1067Let it come, i’ faith, and I’ll pledge you all.
FTLN 1068 And a fig for Peter! editorial emendationThey drink.editorial emendation
FIRST PRENTICE  FTLN 106970Here, Peter, I drink to thee, and be not
FTLN 1070 afraid.
SECOND PRENTICE  FTLN 1071Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy
FTLN 1072 master. Fight for credit of the prentices.
PETER  FTLN 1073I thank you all. Drink, and pray for me, I pray
FTLN 107475 you, for I think I have taken my last draft in this
FTLN 1075 world. Here, Robin, an if I die, I give thee my
FTLN 1076 apron.—And, Will, thou shalt have my hammer.—
FTLN 1077 And here, Tom, take all the money that I have.  editorial emendationHe
 distributes his possessions.editorial emendation 
FTLN 1078O Lord, bless me, I
FTLN 107980 pray God, for I am never able to deal with my
FTLN 1080 master. He hath learnt so much fence already.
SALISBURY  FTLN 1081Come, leave your drinking, and fall to
FTLN 1082 blows. Sirrah, what’s thy name?
PETER  FTLN 1083Peter, forsooth.
SALISBURY  FTLN 108485Peter? What more?
PETER  FTLN 1085Thump.
SALISBURY  FTLN 1086Thump? Then see thou thump thy master
FTLN 1087 well.
HORNER  FTLN 1088Masters, I am come hither, as it were, upon
FTLN 108990 my man’s instigation, to prove him a knave and
FTLN 1090 myself an honest man; and touching the Duke of
FTLN 1091 York, I will take my death I never meant him any
FTLN 1092 ill, nor the King, nor the Queen.—And therefore,
FTLN 1093 Peter, have at thee with a downright blow!
YORK  FTLN 109495Dispatch. This knave’s tongue begins to double.
FTLN 1095 Sound, trumpets. Alarum to the combatants!

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ACT 2. SC. 4

editorial emendationTrumpet sounds.editorial emendation
They fight, and Peter strikes him down.
HORNER  FTLN 1096Hold, Peter, hold! I confess, I confess treason.
editorial emendationHe dies.editorial emendation
YORK  FTLN 1097Take away his weapon.—Fellow, thank God and
FTLN 1098 the good wine in thy master’s way.
PETER  FTLN 1099100O God, have I overcome mine enemies in this
FTLN 1100 presence? O Peter, thou hast prevailed in right!
FTLN 1101 Go, take hence that traitor from our sight;
FTLN 1102 For by his death we do perceive his guilt.
FTLN 1103 And God in justice hath revealed to us
FTLN 1104105 The truth and innocence of this poor fellow,
FTLN 1105 Which he had thought to have murdered
FTLN 1106 wrongfully.—
FTLN 1107 Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward.
Sound a flourish. They exit, editorial emendationbearing Horner’s body.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 4editorial emendation
Enter Duke Humphrey editorial emendationof Gloucestereditorial emendation and his Men,
in mourning cloaks.

FTLN 1108 Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud,
FTLN 1109 And after summer evermore succeeds
FTLN 1110 Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold;
FTLN 1111 So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.
FTLN 11125 Sirs, what’s o’clock?
SERVANT  FTLN 1113Ten, my lord.
FTLN 1114 Ten is the hour that was appointed me
FTLN 1115 To watch the coming of my punished duchess.
FTLN 1116 Uneath may she endure the flinty streets,
FTLN 111710 To tread them with her tender-feeling feet.
FTLN 1118 Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind abrook

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FTLN 1119 The abject people gazing on thy face
FTLN 1120 With envious looks laughing at thy shame,
FTLN 1121 That erst did follow thy proud chariot wheels
FTLN 112215 When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets.
FTLN 1123 But, soft! I think she comes, and I’ll prepare
FTLN 1124 My tearstained eyes to see her miseries.

Enter the Duchess editorial emendationof Gloucester, barefoot, andeditorial emendation in a
white sheet, editorial emendationwith papers pinned to her backeditorial emendation and a
taper burning in her hand, with editorial emendationSir John Stanley,editorial emendation
the Sheriff, and Officers.

FTLN 1125 So please your Grace, we’ll take her from the Sheriff.
FTLN 1126 No, stir not for your lives. Let her pass by.
FTLN 112720 Come you, my lord, to see my open shame?
FTLN 1128 Now thou dost penance too. Look how they gaze!
FTLN 1129 See how the giddy multitude do point,
FTLN 1130 And nod their heads, and throw their eyes on thee.
FTLN 1131 Ah, Gloucester, hide thee from their hateful looks,
FTLN 113225 And, in thy closet pent up, rue my shame,
FTLN 1133 And ban thine enemies, both mine and thine.
FTLN 1134 Be patient, gentle Nell. Forget this grief.
FTLN 1135 Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget myself!
FTLN 1136 For whilst I think I am thy married wife
FTLN 113730 And thou a prince, Protector of this land,
FTLN 1138 Methinks I should not thus be led along,
FTLN 1139 Mailed up in shame, with papers on my back,
FTLN 1140 And followed with a rabble that rejoice
FTLN 1141 To see my tears and hear my deep-fet groans.
FTLN 114235 The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet,
FTLN 1143 And when I start, the envious people laugh

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FTLN 1144 And bid me be advisèd how I tread.
FTLN 1145 Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke?
FTLN 1146 Trowest thou that e’er I’ll look upon the world
FTLN 114740 Or count them happy that enjoys the sun?
FTLN 1148 No, dark shall be my light, and night my day.
FTLN 1149 To think upon my pomp shall be my hell.
FTLN 1150 Sometimes I’ll say I am Duke Humphrey’s wife
FTLN 1151 And he a prince and ruler of the land;
FTLN 115245 Yet so he ruled and such a prince he was
FTLN 1153 As he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess,
FTLN 1154 Was made a wonder and a pointing-stock
FTLN 1155 To every idle rascal follower.
FTLN 1156 But be thou mild, and blush not at my shame,
FTLN 115750 Nor stir at nothing till the ax of death
FTLN 1158 Hang over thee, as, sure, it shortly will.
FTLN 1159 For Suffolk, he that can do all in all
FTLN 1160 With her that hateth thee and hates us all,
FTLN 1161 And York and impious Beaufort, that false priest,
FTLN 116255 Have all limed bushes to betray thy wings;
FTLN 1163 And fly thou how thou canst, they’ll tangle thee.
FTLN 1164 But fear not thou until thy foot be snared,
FTLN 1165 Nor never seek prevention of thy foes.
FTLN 1166 Ah, Nell, forbear. Thou aimest all awry.
FTLN 116760 I must offend before I be attainted;
FTLN 1168 And had I twenty times so many foes,
FTLN 1169 And each of them had twenty times their power,
FTLN 1170 All these could not procure me any scathe
FTLN 1171 So long as I am loyal, true, and crimeless.
FTLN 117265 Wouldst have me rescue thee from this reproach?
FTLN 1173 Why, yet thy scandal were not wiped away,
FTLN 1174 But I in danger for the breach of law.
FTLN 1175 Thy greatest help is quiet, gentle Nell.
FTLN 1176 I pray thee, sort thy heart to patience;
FTLN 117770 These few days’ wonder will be quickly worn.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

Enter a Herald.

FTLN 1178 I summon your Grace to his Majesty’s Parliament
FTLN 1179 Holden at Bury the first of this next month.
FTLN 1180 And my consent ne’er asked herein before?
FTLN 1181 This is close dealing. Well, I will be there.
editorial emendationHerald exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 118275 My Nell, I take my leave.—And, master sheriff,
FTLN 1183 Let not her penance exceed the King’s commission.
FTLN 1184 An ’t please your Grace, here my commission stays,
FTLN 1185 And Sir John Stanley is appointed now
FTLN 1186 To take her with him to the Isle of Man.
FTLN 118780 Must you, Sir John, protect my lady here?
FTLN 1188 So am I given in charge, may ’t please your Grace.
FTLN 1189 Entreat her not the worse in that I pray
FTLN 1190 You use her well. The world may laugh again,
FTLN 1191 And I may live to do you kindness, if
FTLN 119285 You do it her. And so, Sir John, farewell.
FTLN 1193 What, gone, my lord, and bid me not farewell?
FTLN 1194 Witness my tears. I cannot stay to speak.
Gloucester exits editorial emendationwith his Men.editorial emendation
FTLN 1195 Art thou gone too? All comfort go with thee,
FTLN 1196 For none abides with me. My joy is death—
FTLN 119790 Death, at whose name I oft have been afeard,
FTLN 1198 Because I wished this world’s eternity.—
FTLN 1199 Stanley, I prithee, go, and take me hence.
FTLN 1200 I care not whither, for I beg no favor;
FTLN 1201 Only convey me where thou art commanded.

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ACT 2. SC. 4

FTLN 120295 Why, madam, that is to the Isle of Man,
FTLN 1203 There to be used according to your state.
FTLN 1204 That’s bad enough, for I am but reproach.
FTLN 1205 And shall I, then, be used reproachfully?
FTLN 1206 Like to a duchess and Duke Humphrey’s lady;
FTLN 1207100 According to that state you shall be used.
FTLN 1208 Sheriff, farewell, and better than I fare,
FTLN 1209 Although thou hast been conduct of my shame.
FTLN 1210 It is my office; and, madam, pardon me.
FTLN 1211 Ay, ay, farewell. Thy office is discharged.
editorial emendationThe Sheriff and Officers exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 1212105 Come, Stanley, shall we go?
FTLN 1213 Madam, your penance done, throw off this sheet,
FTLN 1214 And go we to attire you for our journey.
FTLN 1215 My shame will not be shifted with my sheet.
FTLN 1216 No, it will hang upon my richest robes
FTLN 1217110 And show itself, attire me how I can.
FTLN 1218 Go, lead the way. I long to see my prison.
They exit.

editorial emendationACT 3editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Sound a sennet. Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Queen editorial emendationMargaret,editorial emendation
Cardinal, Suffolk, York, Buckingham, Salisbury, and
Warwick, editorial emendationand Otherseditorial emendation to the Parliament.

FTLN 1219 I muse my lord of Gloucester is not come.
FTLN 1220 ’Tis not his wont to be the hindmost man,
FTLN 1221 Whate’er occasion keeps him from us now.
FTLN 1222 Can you not see, or will you not observe,
FTLN 12235 The strangeness of his altered countenance?
FTLN 1224 With what a majesty he bears himself,
FTLN 1225 How insolent of late he is become,
FTLN 1226 How proud, how peremptory, and unlike himself?
FTLN 1227 We know the time since he was mild and affable;
FTLN 122810 And if we did but glance a far-off look,
FTLN 1229 Immediately he was upon his knee,
FTLN 1230 That all the court admired him for submission.
FTLN 1231 But meet him now, and, be it in the morn
FTLN 1232 When everyone will give the time of day,
FTLN 123315 He knits his brow and shows an angry eye
FTLN 1234 And passeth by with stiff unbowèd knee,
FTLN 1235 Disdaining duty that to us belongs.
FTLN 1236 Small curs are not regarded when they grin,
FTLN 1237 But great men tremble when the lion roars—
FTLN 123820 And Humphrey is no little man in England.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1239 First, note that he is near you in descent,
FTLN 1240 And, should you fall, he is the next will mount.
FTLN 1241 Meseemeth then it is no policy,
FTLN 1242 Respecting what a rancorous mind he bears
FTLN 124325 And his advantage following your decease,
FTLN 1244 That he should come about your royal person
FTLN 1245 Or be admitted to your Highness’ Council.
FTLN 1246 By flattery hath he won the Commons’ hearts;
FTLN 1247 And when he please to make commotion,
FTLN 124830 ’Tis to be feared they all will follow him.
FTLN 1249 Now ’tis the spring, and weeds are shallow-rooted;
FTLN 1250 Suffer them now, and they’ll o’ergrow the garden
FTLN 1251 And choke the herbs for want of husbandry.
FTLN 1252 The reverent care I bear unto my lord
FTLN 125335 Made me collect these dangers in the Duke.
FTLN 1254 If it be fond, call it a woman’s fear,
FTLN 1255 Which fear, if better reasons can supplant,
FTLN 1256 I will subscribe and say I wronged the Duke.
FTLN 1257 My editorial emendationlordseditorial emendation of Suffolk, Buckingham, and York,
FTLN 125840 Reprove my allegation if you can,
FTLN 1259 Or else conclude my words effectual.
FTLN 1260 Well hath your Highness seen into this duke,
FTLN 1261 And, had I first been put to speak my mind,
FTLN 1262 I think I should have told your Grace’s tale.
FTLN 126345 The Duchess by his subornation,
FTLN 1264 Upon my life, began her devilish practices;
FTLN 1265 Or if he were not privy to those faults,
FTLN 1266 Yet, by reputing of his high descent—
FTLN 1267 As next the King he was successive heir,
FTLN 126850 And such high vaunts of his nobility—
FTLN 1269 Did instigate the bedlam brainsick duchess
FTLN 1270 By wicked means to frame our sovereign’s fall.
FTLN 1271 Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep,
FTLN 1272 And in his simple show he harbors treason.
FTLN 127355 The fox barks not when he would steal the lamb.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1274 No, no, my sovereign, Gloucester is a man
FTLN 1275 Unsounded yet and full of deep deceit.
FTLN 1276 Did he not, contrary to form of law,
FTLN 1277 Devise strange deaths for small offenses done?
FTLN 127860 And did he not, in his protectorship,
FTLN 1279 Levy great sums of money through the realm
FTLN 1280 For soldiers’ pay in France, and never sent it,
FTLN 1281 By means whereof the towns each day revolted?
FTLN 1282 Tut, these are petty faults to faults unknown,
FTLN 128365 Which time will bring to light in smooth Duke
FTLN 1284 Humphrey.
FTLN 1285 My lords, at once: the care you have of us
FTLN 1286 To mow down thorns that would annoy our foot
FTLN 1287 Is worthy praise; but, shall I speak my conscience,
FTLN 128870 Our kinsman Gloucester is as innocent
FTLN 1289 From meaning treason to our royal person
FTLN 1290 As is the sucking lamb or harmless dove.
FTLN 1291 The Duke is virtuous, mild, and too well given
FTLN 1292 To dream on evil or to work my downfall.
FTLN 129375 Ah, what’s more dangerous than this fond affiance?
FTLN 1294 Seems he a dove? His feathers are but borrowed,
FTLN 1295 For he’s disposèd as the hateful raven.
FTLN 1296 Is he a lamb? His skin is surely lent him,
FTLN 1297 For he’s inclined as is the ravenous wolves.
FTLN 129880 Who cannot steal a shape that means deceit?
FTLN 1299 Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all
FTLN 1300 Hangs on the cutting short that fraudful man.

Enter Somerset.

FTLN 1301 All health unto my gracious sovereign!

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1302 Welcome, Lord Somerset. What news from France?
FTLN 130385 That all your interest in those territories
FTLN 1304 Is utterly bereft you. All is lost.
FTLN 1305 Cold news, Lord Somerset; but God’s will be done.
YORK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1306 Cold news for me, for I had hope of France
FTLN 1307 As firmly as I hope for fertile England.
FTLN 130890 Thus are my blossoms blasted in the bud,
FTLN 1309 And caterpillars eat my leaves away.
FTLN 1310 But I will remedy this gear ere long,
FTLN 1311 Or sell my title for a glorious grave.

Enter Gloucester.

FTLN 1312 All happiness unto my lord the King!
FTLN 131395 Pardon, my liege, that I have stayed so long.
FTLN 1314 Nay, Gloucester, know that thou art come too soon,
FTLN 1315 Unless thou wert more loyal than thou art.
FTLN 1316 I do arrest thee of high treason here.
FTLN 1317 Well, Suffolk, thou shalt not see me blush
FTLN 1318100 Nor change my countenance for this arrest.
FTLN 1319 A heart unspotted is not easily daunted.
FTLN 1320 The purest spring is not so free from mud
FTLN 1321 As I am clear from treason to my sovereign.
FTLN 1322 Who can accuse me? Wherein am I guilty?
FTLN 1323105 ’Tis thought, my lord, that you took bribes of France
FTLN 1324 And, being Protector, stayed the soldiers’ pay,
FTLN 1325 By means whereof his Highness hath lost France.
FTLN 1326 Is it but thought so? What are they that think it?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1327 I never robbed the soldiers of their pay
FTLN 1328110 Nor ever had one penny bribe from France.
FTLN 1329 So help me God as I have watched the night—
FTLN 1330 Ay, night by night—in studying good for England!
FTLN 1331 That doit that e’er I wrested from the King,
FTLN 1332 Or any groat I hoarded to my use,
FTLN 1333115 Be brought against me at my trial day!
FTLN 1334 No, many a pound of mine own proper store,
FTLN 1335 Because I would not tax the needy Commons,
FTLN 1336 Have I dispursèd to the garrisons
FTLN 1337 And never asked for restitution.
FTLN 1338120 It serves you well, my lord, to say so much.
FTLN 1339 I say no more than truth, so help me God.
FTLN 1340 In your protectorship, you did devise
FTLN 1341 Strange tortures for offenders, never heard of,
FTLN 1342 That England was defamed by tyranny.
FTLN 1343125 Why, ’tis well known that whiles I was Protector,
FTLN 1344 Pity was all the fault that was in me;
FTLN 1345 For I should melt at an offender’s tears,
FTLN 1346 And lowly words were ransom for their fault.
FTLN 1347 Unless it were a bloody murderer
FTLN 1348130 Or foul felonious thief that fleeced poor passengers,
FTLN 1349 I never gave them condign punishment.
FTLN 1350 Murder indeed, that bloody sin, I tortured
FTLN 1351 Above the felon or what trespass else.
FTLN 1352 My lord, these faults are easy, quickly answered;
FTLN 1353135 But mightier crimes are laid unto your charge
FTLN 1354 Whereof you cannot easily purge yourself.
FTLN 1355 I do arrest you in his Highness’ name,
FTLN 1356 And here commit you to my Lord Cardinal
FTLN 1357 To keep until your further time of trial.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1358140 My lord of Gloucester, ’tis my special hope
FTLN 1359 That you will clear yourself from all suspense.
FTLN 1360 My conscience tells me you are innocent.
FTLN 1361 Ah, gracious lord, these days are dangerous.
FTLN 1362 Virtue is choked with foul ambition,
FTLN 1363145 And charity chased hence by rancor’s hand;
FTLN 1364 Foul subornation is predominant,
FTLN 1365 And equity exiled your Highness’ land.
FTLN 1366 I know their complot is to have my life;
FTLN 1367 And if my death might make this island happy
FTLN 1368150 And prove the period of their tyranny,
FTLN 1369 I would expend it with all willingness.
FTLN 1370 But mine is made the prologue to their play;
FTLN 1371 For thousands more, that yet suspect no peril,
FTLN 1372 Will not conclude their plotted tragedy.
FTLN 1373155 Beaufort’s red sparkling eyes blab his heart’s malice,
FTLN 1374 And Suffolk’s cloudy brow his stormy hate;
FTLN 1375 Sharp Buckingham unburdens with his tongue
FTLN 1376 The envious load that lies upon his heart;
FTLN 1377 And dogged York, that reaches at the moon,
FTLN 1378160 Whose overweening arm I have plucked back,
FTLN 1379 By false accuse doth level at my life.—
FTLN 1380 And you, my sovereign lady, with the rest,
FTLN 1381 Causeless have laid disgraces on my head
FTLN 1382 And with your best endeavor have stirred up
FTLN 1383165 My liefest liege to be mine enemy.
FTLN 1384 Ay, all of you have laid your heads together—
FTLN 1385 Myself had notice of your conventicles—
FTLN 1386 And all to make away my guiltless life.
FTLN 1387 I shall not want false witness to condemn me
FTLN 1388170 Nor store of treasons to augment my guilt.
FTLN 1389 The ancient proverb will be well effected:
FTLN 1390 “A staff is quickly found to beat a dog.”

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1391 My liege, his railing is intolerable.
FTLN 1392 If those that care to keep your royal person
FTLN 1393175 From treason’s secret knife and traitor’s rage
FTLN 1394 Be thus upbraided, chid, and rated at,
FTLN 1395 And the offender granted scope of speech,
FTLN 1396 ’Twill make them cool in zeal unto your Grace.
FTLN 1397 Hath he not twit our sovereign lady here
FTLN 1398180 With ignominious words, though clerkly couched,
FTLN 1399 As if she had subornèd some to swear
FTLN 1400 False allegations to o’erthrow his state?
FTLN 1401 But I can give the loser leave to chide.
FTLN 1402 Far truer spoke than meant. I lose, indeed;
FTLN 1403185 Beshrew the winners, for they played me false!
FTLN 1404 And well such losers may have leave to speak.
FTLN 1405 He’ll wrest the sense and hold us here all day.
FTLN 1406 Lord Cardinal, he is your prisoner.
CARDINAL , editorial emendationto his Meneditorial emendation 
FTLN 1407 Sirs, take away the Duke, and guard him sure.
FTLN 1408190 Ah, thus King Henry throws away his crutch
FTLN 1409 Before his legs be firm to bear his body.—
FTLN 1410 Thus is the shepherd beaten from thy side,
FTLN 1411 And wolves are gnarling who shall gnaw thee first.
FTLN 1412 Ah, that my fear were false; ah, that it were!
FTLN 1413195 For, good King Henry, thy decay I fear.
Gloucester exits, editorial emendationguarded by Cardinal’s Men.editorial emendation
FTLN 1414 My lords, what to your wisdoms seemeth best
FTLN 1415 Do, or undo, as if ourself were here.
FTLN 1416 What, will your Highness leave the Parliament?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1417 Ay, Margaret. My heart is drowned with grief,
FTLN 1418200 Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes,
FTLN 1419 My body round engirt with misery;
FTLN 1420 For what’s more miserable than discontent?
FTLN 1421 Ah, uncle Humphrey, in thy face I see
FTLN 1422 The map of honor, truth, and loyalty;
FTLN 1423205 And yet, good Humphrey, is the hour to come
FTLN 1424 That e’er I proved thee false or feared thy faith.
FTLN 1425 What louring star now envies thy estate
FTLN 1426 That these great lords and Margaret our queen
FTLN 1427 Do seek subversion of thy harmless life?
FTLN 1428210 Thou never didst them wrong nor no man wrong.
FTLN 1429 And as the butcher takes away the calf
FTLN 1430 And binds the wretch and beats it when it editorial emendationstrains,editorial emendation
FTLN 1431 Bearing it to the bloody slaughterhouse,
FTLN 1432 Even so remorseless have they borne him hence;
FTLN 1433215 And as the dam runs lowing up and down,
FTLN 1434 Looking the way her harmless young one went,
FTLN 1435 And can do naught but wail her darling’s loss,
FTLN 1436 Even so myself bewails good Gloucester’s case
FTLN 1437 With sad unhelpful tears, and with dimmed eyes
FTLN 1438220 Look after him and cannot do him good,
FTLN 1439 So mighty are his vowèd enemies.
FTLN 1440 His fortunes I will weep and, ’twixt each groan,
FTLN 1441 Say “Who’s a traitor, Gloucester he is none.”
He exits, editorial emendationwith Buckingham, Salisbury, Warwick,
and Others.
 Somerset steps aside.editorial emendation

QUEEN MARGARET , editorial emendationto Cardinal, Suffolk, and Yorkeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1442 Free lords, cold snow melts with the sun’s hot
FTLN 1443225 beams.
FTLN 1444 Henry my lord is cold in great affairs,
FTLN 1445 Too full of foolish pity; and Gloucester’s show
FTLN 1446 Beguiles him, as the mournful crocodile
FTLN 1447 With sorrow snares relenting passengers,
FTLN 1448230 Or as the snake, rolled in a flow’ring bank,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1449 With shining checkered slough, doth sting a child
FTLN 1450 That for the beauty thinks it excellent.
FTLN 1451 Believe me, lords, were none more wise than I—
FTLN 1452 And yet herein I judge mine own wit good—
FTLN 1453235 This Gloucester should be quickly rid the world,
FTLN 1454 To rid us from the fear we have of him.
FTLN 1455 That he should die is worthy policy,
FTLN 1456 But yet we want a color for his death.
FTLN 1457 ’Tis meet he be condemned by course of law.
FTLN 1458240 But, in my mind, that were no policy.
FTLN 1459 The King will labor still to save his life,
FTLN 1460 The Commons haply rise to save his life,
FTLN 1461 And yet we have but trivial argument,
FTLN 1462 More than mistrust, that shows him worthy death.
FTLN 1463245 So that, by this, you would not have him die.
FTLN 1464 Ah, York, no man alive so fain as I!
FTLN 1465 ’Tis York that hath more reason for his death.
FTLN 1466 But, my Lord Cardinal, and you, my lord of Suffolk,
FTLN 1467 Say as you think, and speak it from your souls:
FTLN 1468250 Were ’t not all one an empty eagle were set
FTLN 1469 To guard the chicken from a hungry kite
FTLN 1470 As place Duke Humphrey for the King’s Protector?
FTLN 1471 So the poor chicken should be sure of death.
FTLN 1472 Madam, ’tis true; and were ’t not madness then
FTLN 1473255 To make the fox surveyor of the fold—
FTLN 1474 Who, being accused a crafty murderer,
FTLN 1475 His guilt should be but idly posted over
FTLN 1476 Because his purpose is not executed?
FTLN 1477 No, let him die in that he is a fox,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1478260 By nature proved an enemy to the flock,
FTLN 1479 Before his chaps be stained with crimson blood,
FTLN 1480 As Humphrey, proved by reasons, to my liege.
FTLN 1481 And do not stand on quillets how to slay him—
FTLN 1482 Be it by gins, by snares, by subtlety,
FTLN 1483265 Sleeping or waking. ’Tis no matter how,
FTLN 1484 So he be dead; for that is good deceit
FTLN 1485 Which mates him first that first intends deceit.
FTLN 1486 Thrice noble Suffolk, ’tis resolutely spoke.
FTLN 1487 Not resolute, except so much were done,
FTLN 1488270 For things are often spoke and seldom meant;
FTLN 1489 But that my heart accordeth with my tongue,
FTLN 1490 Seeing the deed is meritorious,
FTLN 1491 And to preserve my sovereign from his foe,
FTLN 1492 Say but the word and I will be his priest.
FTLN 1493275 But I would have him dead, my lord of Suffolk,
FTLN 1494 Ere you can take due orders for a priest.
FTLN 1495 Say you consent and censure well the deed,
FTLN 1496 And I’ll provide his executioner.
FTLN 1497 I tender so the safety of my liege.
FTLN 1498280 Here is my hand. The deed is worthy doing.
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 1499And so say I.
FTLN 1500 And I. And now we three have spoke it,
FTLN 1501 It skills not greatly who impugns our doom.

Enter a Post.

FTLN 1502 Great lords, from Ireland am I come amain
FTLN 1503285 To signify that rebels there are up
FTLN 1504 And put the Englishmen unto the sword.
FTLN 1505 Send succors, lords, and stop the rage betime,

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1506 Before the wound do grow uncurable;
FTLN 1507 For, being green, there is great hope of help.
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 1508290 A breach that craves a quick expedient stop!
FTLN 1509 What counsel give you in this weighty cause?
FTLN 1510 That Somerset be sent as regent thither.
FTLN 1511 ’Tis meet that lucky ruler be employed—
FTLN 1512 Witness the fortune he hath had in France.
SOMERSET , editorial emendationadvancingeditorial emendation 
FTLN 1513295 If York, with all his far-fet policy,
FTLN 1514 Had been the regent there instead of me,
FTLN 1515 He never would have stayed in France so long.
FTLN 1516 No, not to lose it all, as thou hast done.
FTLN 1517 I rather would have lost my life betimes
FTLN 1518300 Than bring a burden of dishonor home
FTLN 1519 By staying there so long till all were lost.
FTLN 1520 Show me one scar charactered on thy skin.
FTLN 1521 Men’s flesh preserved so whole do seldom win.
FTLN 1522 Nay, then, this spark will prove a raging fire
FTLN 1523305 If wind and fuel be brought to feed it with.—
FTLN 1524 No more, good York.—Sweet Somerset, be still.—
FTLN 1525 Thy fortune, York, hadst thou been regent there,
FTLN 1526 Might happily have proved far worse than his.
FTLN 1527 What, worse than naught? Nay, then, a shame take
FTLN 1528310 all!
FTLN 1529 And, in the number, thee that wishest shame!
FTLN 1530 My lord of York, try what your fortune is.
FTLN 1531 Th’ uncivil kerns of Ireland are in arms
FTLN 1532 And temper clay with blood of Englishmen.

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ACT 3. SC. 1

FTLN 1533315 To Ireland will you lead a band of men,
FTLN 1534 Collected choicely, from each county some,
FTLN 1535 And try your hap against the Irishmen?
FTLN 1536 I will, my lord, so please his Majesty.
FTLN 1537 Why, our authority is his consent,
FTLN 1538320 And what we do establish he confirms.
FTLN 1539 Then, noble York, take thou this task in hand.
FTLN 1540 I am content. Provide me soldiers, lords,
FTLN 1541 Whiles I take order for mine own affairs.
FTLN 1542 A charge, Lord York, that I will see performed.
FTLN 1543325 But now return we to the false Duke Humphrey.
FTLN 1544 No more of him, for I will deal with him,
FTLN 1545 That henceforth he shall trouble us no more.
FTLN 1546 And so break off; the day is almost spent.
FTLN 1547 Lord Suffolk, you and I must talk of that event.
FTLN 1548330 My lord of Suffolk, within fourteen days
FTLN 1549 At Bristow I expect my soldiers,
FTLN 1550 For there I’ll ship them all for Ireland.
FTLN 1551 I’ll see it truly done, my lord of York.
All but York exit.
FTLN 1552 Now, York, or never, steel thy fearful thoughts
FTLN 1553335 And change misdoubt to resolution.
FTLN 1554 Be that thou hop’st to be, or what thou art
FTLN 1555 Resign to death; it is not worth th’ enjoying.
FTLN 1556 Let pale-faced fear keep with the mean-born man
FTLN 1557 And find no harbor in a royal heart.
FTLN 1558340 Faster than springtime showers comes thought on
FTLN 1559 thought,

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FTLN 1560 And not a thought but thinks on dignity.
FTLN 1561 My brain, more busy than the laboring spider,
FTLN 1562 Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies.
FTLN 1563345 Well, nobles, well, ’tis politicly done
FTLN 1564 To send me packing with an host of men.
FTLN 1565 I fear me you but warm the starvèd snake,
FTLN 1566 Who, cherished in your breasts, will sting your
FTLN 1567 hearts.
FTLN 1568350 ’Twas men I lacked, and you will give them me;
FTLN 1569 I take it kindly. Yet be well assured
FTLN 1570 You put sharp weapons in a madman’s hands.
FTLN 1571 Whiles I in Ireland nourish a mighty band,
FTLN 1572 I will stir up in England some black storm
FTLN 1573355 Shall blow ten thousand souls to heaven or hell;
FTLN 1574 And this fell tempest shall not cease to rage
FTLN 1575 Until the golden circuit on my head,
FTLN 1576 Like to the glorious sun’s transparent beams,
FTLN 1577 Do calm the fury of this mad-bred flaw.
FTLN 1578360 And for a minister of my intent,
FTLN 1579 I have seduced a headstrong Kentishman,
FTLN 1580 John Cade of Ashford,
FTLN 1581 To make commotion, as full well he can,
FTLN 1582 Under the title of John Mortimer.
FTLN 1583365 In Ireland have I seen this stubborn Cade
FTLN 1584 Oppose himself against a troop of kerns,
FTLN 1585 And fought so long till that his thighs with darts
FTLN 1586 Were almost like a sharp-quilled porpentine;
FTLN 1587 And in the end being rescued, I have seen
FTLN 1588370 Him caper upright like a wild Morisco,
FTLN 1589 Shaking the bloody darts as he his bells.
FTLN 1590 Full often, like a shag-haired crafty kern,
FTLN 1591 Hath he conversèd with the enemy,
FTLN 1592 And undiscovered come to me again
FTLN 1593375 And given me notice of their villainies.
FTLN 1594 This devil here shall be my substitute;
FTLN 1595 For that John Mortimer, which now is dead,

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FTLN 1596 In face, in gait, in speech he doth resemble.
FTLN 1597 By this, I shall perceive the Commons’ mind,
FTLN 1598380 How they affect the house and claim of York.
FTLN 1599 Say he be taken, racked, and torturèd,
FTLN 1600 I know no pain they can inflict upon him
FTLN 1601 Will make him say I moved him to those arms.
FTLN 1602 Say that he thrive, as ’tis great like he will,
FTLN 1603385 Why then from Ireland come I with my strength
FTLN 1604 And reap the harvest which that rascal sowed.
FTLN 1605 For, Humphrey being dead, as he shall be,
FTLN 1606 And Henry put apart, the next for me.
He exits.

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter two or three running over the stage, from the
murder of Duke Humphrey.

FTLN 1607 Run to my lord of Suffolk. Let him know
FTLN 1608 We have dispatched the Duke as he commanded.
FTLN 1609 O, that it were to do! What have we done?
FTLN 1610 Didst ever hear a man so penitent?

Enter Suffolk.

FIRST MURDERER  FTLN 16115Here comes my lord.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 1612Now, sirs, have you dispatched this thing?
FIRST MURDERER  FTLN 1613Ay, my good lord, he’s dead.
FTLN 1614 Why, that’s well said. Go, get you to my house;
FTLN 1615 I will reward you for this venturous deed.
FTLN 161610 The King and all the peers are here at hand.
FTLN 1617 Have you laid fair the bed? Is all things well,
FTLN 1618 According as I gave directions?
FIRST MURDERER  FTLN 1619’Tis, my good lord.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 1620Away, be gone. editorial emendationThe Murdererseditorial emendation exit.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 2

Sound trumpets. Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Queen
editorial emendationMargaret,editorial emendation Cardinal, Somerset, with Attendants.

FTLN 162115 Go, call our uncle to our presence straight.
FTLN 1622 Say we intend to try his Grace today
FTLN 1623 If he be guilty, as ’tis publishèd.
FTLN 1624 I’ll call him presently, my noble lord. He exits.
FTLN 1625 Lords, take your places; and, I pray you all,
FTLN 162620 Proceed no straiter ’gainst our uncle Gloucester
FTLN 1627 Than from true evidence of good esteem
FTLN 1628 He be approved in practice culpable.
FTLN 1629 God forbid any malice should prevail
FTLN 1630 That faultless may condemn a nobleman!
FTLN 163125 Pray God he may acquit him of suspicion!
FTLN 1632 I thank thee, editorial emendationMeg.editorial emendation These words content me much.

Enter Suffolk.

FTLN 1633 How now? Why look’st thou pale? Why tremblest
FTLN 1634 thou?
FTLN 1635 Where is our uncle? What’s the matter, Suffolk?
FTLN 163630 Dead in his bed, my lord. Gloucester is dead.
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 1637Marry, God forfend!
FTLN 1638 God’s secret judgment. I did dream tonight
FTLN 1639 The Duke was dumb and could not speak a word.
King editorial emendationHenryeditorial emendation swoons.
FTLN 1640 How fares my lord? Help, lords, the King is dead!
FTLN 164135 Rear up his body. Wring him by the nose.

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1642 Run, go, help, help! O Henry, ope thine eyes!
editorial emendationKing Henry stirs.editorial emendation
FTLN 1643 He doth revive again. Madam, be patient.
FTLN 1644 O heavenly God!
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 1645 How fares my gracious lord?
FTLN 164640 Comfort, my sovereign! Gracious Henry, comfort!
FTLN 1647 What, doth my lord of Suffolk comfort me?
FTLN 1648 Came he right now to sing a raven’s note,
FTLN 1649 Whose dismal tune bereft my vital powers,
FTLN 1650 And thinks he that the chirping of a wren,
FTLN 165145 By crying comfort from a hollow breast,
FTLN 1652 Can chase away the first-conceivèd sound?
FTLN 1653 Hide not thy poison with such sugared words.
FTLN 1654 Lay not thy hands on me. Forbear, I say!
FTLN 1655 Their touch affrights me as a serpent’s sting.
FTLN 165650 Thou baleful messenger, out of my sight!
FTLN 1657 Upon thy eyeballs, murderous Tyranny
FTLN 1658 Sits in grim majesty to fright the world.
FTLN 1659 Look not upon me, for thine eyes are wounding.
FTLN 1660 Yet do not go away. Come, basilisk,
FTLN 166155 And kill the innocent gazer with thy sight;
FTLN 1662 For in the shade of death I shall find joy,
FTLN 1663 In life but double death, now Gloucester’s dead.
FTLN 1664 Why do you rate my lord of Suffolk thus?
FTLN 1665 Although the Duke was enemy to him,
FTLN 166660 Yet he most Christian-like laments his death.
FTLN 1667 And for myself, foe as he was to me,
FTLN 1668 Might liquid tears or heart-offending groans
FTLN 1669 Or blood-consuming sighs recall his life,
FTLN 1670 I would be blind with weeping, sick with groans,

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 167165 Look pale as primrose with blood-drinking sighs,
FTLN 1672 And all to have the noble duke alive.
FTLN 1673 What know I how the world may deem of me?
FTLN 1674 For it is known we were but hollow friends.
FTLN 1675 It may be judged I made the Duke away;
FTLN 167670 So shall my name with slander’s tongue be wounded
FTLN 1677 And princes’ courts be filled with my reproach.
FTLN 1678 This get I by his death. Ay me, unhappy,
FTLN 1679 To be a queen and crowned with infamy!
FTLN 1680 Ah, woe is me for Gloucester, wretched man!
FTLN 168175 Be woe for me, more wretched than he is.
FTLN 1682 What, dost thou turn away and hide thy face?
FTLN 1683 I am no loathsome leper. Look on me.
FTLN 1684 What, art thou, like the adder, waxen deaf?
FTLN 1685 Be poisonous too, and kill thy forlorn queen.
FTLN 168680 Is all thy comfort shut in Gloucester’s tomb?
FTLN 1687 Why, then, Dame editorial emendationMargareteditorial emendation was ne’er thy joy.
FTLN 1688 Erect his statue and worship it,
FTLN 1689 And make my image but an alehouse sign.
FTLN 1690 Was I for this nigh-wracked upon the sea
FTLN 169185 And twice by awkward wind from England’s bank
FTLN 1692 Drove back again unto my native clime?
FTLN 1693 What boded this, but well forewarning wind
FTLN 1694 Did seem to say “Seek not a scorpion’s nest,
FTLN 1695 Nor set no footing on this unkind shore”?
FTLN 169690 What did I then but cursed the gentle gusts
FTLN 1697 And he that loosed them forth their brazen caves
FTLN 1698 And bid them blow towards England’s blessèd shore
FTLN 1699 Or turn our stern upon a dreadful rock?
FTLN 1700 Yet Aeolus would not be a murderer,
FTLN 170195 But left that hateful office unto thee.
FTLN 1702 The pretty-vaulting sea refused to drown me,
FTLN 1703 Knowing that thou wouldst have me drowned on
FTLN 1704 shore

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1705 With tears as salt as sea, through thy unkindness.
FTLN 1706100 The splitting rocks cow’red in the sinking sands
FTLN 1707 And would not dash me with their ragged sides
FTLN 1708 Because thy flinty heart, more hard than they,
FTLN 1709 Might in thy palace perish editorial emendationMargaret.editorial emendation
FTLN 1710 As far as I could ken thy chalky cliffs,
FTLN 1711105 When from thy shore the tempest beat us back,
FTLN 1712 I stood upon the hatches in the storm,
FTLN 1713 And when the dusky sky began to rob
FTLN 1714 My earnest-gaping sight of thy land’s view,
FTLN 1715 I took a costly jewel from my neck—
FTLN 1716110 A heart it was, bound in with diamonds—
FTLN 1717 And threw it towards thy land. The sea received it,
FTLN 1718 And so I wished thy body might my heart.
FTLN 1719 And even with this I lost fair England’s view,
FTLN 1720 And bid mine eyes be packing with my heart,
FTLN 1721115 And called them blind and dusky spectacles
FTLN 1722 For losing ken of Albion’s wishèd coast.
FTLN 1723 How often have I tempted Suffolk’s tongue,
FTLN 1724 The agent of thy foul inconstancy,
FTLN 1725 To sit and watch me, as Ascanius did
FTLN 1726120 When he to madding Dido would unfold
FTLN 1727 His father’s acts commenced in burning Troy!
FTLN 1728 Am I not witched like her, or thou not false like
FTLN 1729 him?
FTLN 1730 Ay me, I can no more. Die, editorial emendationMargaret,editorial emendation
FTLN 1731125 For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long.

Noise within. Enter Warwick editorial emendationand Salisbury,editorial emendation
and many Commons.

FTLN 1732 It is reported, mighty sovereign,
FTLN 1733 That good Duke Humphrey traitorously is murdered
FTLN 1734 By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort’s means.
FTLN 1735 The Commons, like an angry hive of bees
FTLN 1736130 That want their leader, scatter up and down

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1737 And care not who they sting in his revenge.
FTLN 1738 Myself have calmed their spleenful mutiny,
FTLN 1739 Until they hear the order of his death.
FTLN 1740 That he is dead, good Warwick, ’tis too true;
FTLN 1741135 But how he died God knows, not Henry.
FTLN 1742 Enter his chamber, view his breathless corpse,
FTLN 1743 And comment then upon his sudden death.
FTLN 1744 That shall I do, my liege.—Stay, Salisbury,
FTLN 1745 With the rude multitude till I return.
editorial emendationWarwick exits through one door; Salisbury and
Commons exit through another.editorial emendation

FTLN 1746140 O Thou that judgest all things, stay my thoughts,
FTLN 1747 My thoughts that labor to persuade my soul
FTLN 1748 Some violent hands were laid on Humphrey’s life.
FTLN 1749 If my suspect be false, forgive me, God,
FTLN 1750 For judgment only doth belong to Thee.
FTLN 1751145 Fain would I go to chafe his paly lips
FTLN 1752 With twenty thousand kisses, and to drain
FTLN 1753 Upon his face an ocean of salt tears,
FTLN 1754 To tell my love unto his dumb deaf trunk
FTLN 1755 And with my fingers feel his hand unfeeling;
FTLN 1756150 But all in vain are these mean obsequies.
FTLN 1757 And to survey his dead and earthy image,
FTLN 1758 What were it but to make my sorrow greater?

Bed put forth, editorial emendationbearing Gloucester’s body.
Enter Warwick.editorial emendation

FTLN 1759 Come hither, gracious sovereign. View this body.
FTLN 1760 That is to see how deep my grave is made,
FTLN 1761155 For with his soul fled all my worldly solace;
FTLN 1762 For seeing him, I see my life in death.

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1763 As surely as my soul intends to live
FTLN 1764 With that dread King that took our state upon Him
FTLN 1765 To free us from His Father’s wrathful curse,
FTLN 1766160 I do believe that violent hands were laid
FTLN 1767 Upon the life of this thrice-famèd duke.
FTLN 1768 A dreadful oath, sworn with a solemn tongue!
FTLN 1769 What instance gives Lord Warwick for his vow?
FTLN 1770 See how the blood is settled in his face.
FTLN 1771165 Oft have I seen a timely-parted ghost,
FTLN 1772 Of ashy semblance, meager, pale, and bloodless,
FTLN 1773 Being all descended to the laboring heart,
FTLN 1774 Who, in the conflict that it holds with death,
FTLN 1775 Attracts the same for aidance ’gainst the enemy,
FTLN 1776170 Which with the heart there cools and ne’er
FTLN 1777 returneth
FTLN 1778 To blush and beautify the cheek again.
FTLN 1779 But see, his face is black and full of blood;
FTLN 1780 His eyeballs further out than when he lived,
FTLN 1781175 Staring full ghastly, like a strangled man;
FTLN 1782 His hair upreared, his nostrils stretched with
FTLN 1783 struggling;
FTLN 1784 His hands abroad displayed, as one that grasped
FTLN 1785 And tugged for life and was by strength subdued.
FTLN 1786180 Look, on the sheets his hair, you see, is sticking;
FTLN 1787 His well-proportioned beard made rough and
FTLN 1788 rugged,
FTLN 1789 Like to the summer’s corn by tempest lodged.
FTLN 1790 It cannot be but he was murdered here.
FTLN 1791185 The least of all these signs were probable.
editorial emendationThe bed is removed.editorial emendation
FTLN 1792 Why, Warwick, who should do the Duke to death?

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1793 Myself and Beaufort had him in protection,
FTLN 1794 And we, I hope, sir, are no murderers.
FTLN 1795 But both of you were vowed Duke Humphrey’s foes,
FTLN 1796190  editorial emendationTo Cardinal.editorial emendation And you, forsooth, had the good duke
FTLN 1797 to keep.
FTLN 1798 ’Tis like you would not feast him like a friend,
FTLN 1799 And ’tis well seen he found an enemy.
FTLN 1800 Then you, belike, suspect these noblemen
FTLN 1801195 As guilty of Duke Humphrey’s timeless death.
FTLN 1802 Who finds the heifer dead and bleeding fresh,
FTLN 1803 And sees fast by a butcher with an ax,
FTLN 1804 But will suspect ’twas he that made the slaughter?
FTLN 1805 Who finds the partridge in the puttock’s nest
FTLN 1806200 But may imagine how the bird was dead,
FTLN 1807 Although the kite soar with unbloodied beak?
FTLN 1808 Even so suspicious is this tragedy.
FTLN 1809 Are you the butcher, Suffolk? Where’s your knife?
FTLN 1810 Is Beaufort termed a kite? Where are his talons?
FTLN 1811205 I wear no knife to slaughter sleeping men,
FTLN 1812 But here’s a vengeful sword, rusted with ease,
FTLN 1813 That shall be scoured in his rancorous heart
FTLN 1814 That slanders me with murder’s crimson badge.—
FTLN 1815 Say, if thou dar’st, proud lord of Warwickshire,
FTLN 1816210 That I am faulty in Duke Humphrey’s death.
FTLN 1817 What dares not Warwick, if false Suffolk dare him?
FTLN 1818 He dares not calm his contumelious spirit
FTLN 1819 Nor cease to be an arrogant controller,
FTLN 1820 Though Suffolk dare him twenty thousand times.

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FTLN 1821215 Madam, be still—with reverence may I say—
FTLN 1822 For every word you speak in his behalf
FTLN 1823 Is slander to your royal dignity.
FTLN 1824 Blunt-witted lord, ignoble in demeanor!
FTLN 1825 If ever lady wronged her lord so much,
FTLN 1826220 Thy mother took into her blameful bed
FTLN 1827 Some stern untutored churl, and noble stock
FTLN 1828 Was graft with crab-tree slip, whose fruit thou art
FTLN 1829 And never of the Nevilles’ noble race.
FTLN 1830 But that the guilt of murder bucklers thee
FTLN 1831225 And I should rob the deathsman of his fee,
FTLN 1832 Quitting thee thereby of ten thousand shames,
FTLN 1833 And that my sovereign’s presence makes me mild,
FTLN 1834 I would, false murd’rous coward, on thy knee
FTLN 1835 Make thee beg pardon for thy passèd speech
FTLN 1836230 And say it was thy mother that thou meant’st,
FTLN 1837 That thou thyself wast born in bastardy;
FTLN 1838 And after all this fearful homage done,
FTLN 1839 Give thee thy hire and send thy soul to hell,
FTLN 1840 Pernicious bloodsucker of sleeping men!
FTLN 1841235 Thou shalt be waking while I shed thy blood,
FTLN 1842 If from this presence thou dar’st go with me.
FTLN 1843 Away even now, or I will drag thee hence!
FTLN 1844 Unworthy though thou art, I’ll cope with thee
FTLN 1845 And do some service to Duke Humphrey’s ghost.
editorial emendationWarwick and Suffolkeditorial emendation exit.
FTLN 1846240 What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted?
FTLN 1847 Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just,
FTLN 1848 And he but naked, though locked up in steel,
FTLN 1849 Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 2

A noise within.
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 1850What noise is this?

Enter Suffolk and Warwick, with their weapons drawn.

FTLN 1851245 Why, how now, lords? Your wrathful weapons
FTLN 1852 drawn
FTLN 1853 Here in our presence? Dare you be so bold?
FTLN 1854 Why, what tumultuous clamor have we here?
FTLN 1855 The trait’rous Warwick, with the men of Bury,
FTLN 1856250 Set all upon me, mighty sovereign.

Enter Salisbury.

SALISBURY , editorial emendationto the offstage Commonseditorial emendation 
FTLN 1857 Sirs, stand apart. The King shall know your mind.—
FTLN 1858 Dread lord, the Commons send you word by me,
FTLN 1859 Unless Lord Suffolk straight be done to death
FTLN 1860 Or banishèd fair England’s territories,
FTLN 1861255 They will by violence tear him from your palace
FTLN 1862 And torture him with grievous ling’ring death.
FTLN 1863 They say, by him the good duke Humphrey died;
FTLN 1864 They say, in him they fear your Highness’ death;
FTLN 1865 And mere instinct of love and loyalty,
FTLN 1866260 Free from a stubborn opposite intent,
FTLN 1867 As being thought to contradict your liking,
FTLN 1868 Makes them thus forward in his banishment.
FTLN 1869 They say, in care of your most royal person,
FTLN 1870 That if your Highness should intend to sleep,
FTLN 1871265 And charge that no man should disturb your rest,
FTLN 1872 In pain of your dislike or pain of death,
FTLN 1873 Yet, notwithstanding such a strait edict,
FTLN 1874 Were there a serpent seen with forkèd tongue
FTLN 1875 That slyly glided towards your Majesty,
FTLN 1876270 It were but necessary you were waked,
FTLN 1877 Lest, being suffered in that harmful slumber,

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FTLN 1878 The mortal worm might make the sleep eternal.
FTLN 1879 And therefore do they cry, though you forbid,
FTLN 1880 That they will guard you, whe’er you will or no,
FTLN 1881275 From such fell serpents as false Suffolk is,
FTLN 1882 With whose envenomèd and fatal sting
FTLN 1883 Your loving uncle, twenty times his worth,
FTLN 1884 They say, is shamefully bereft of life.
COMMONS , within 
FTLN 1885 An answer from the King, my lord of Salisbury!
FTLN 1886280 ’Tis like the Commons, rude unpolished hinds,
FTLN 1887 Could send such message to their sovereign!
FTLN 1888  editorial emendationTo Salisbury.editorial emendation But you, my lord, were glad to be
FTLN 1889 employed,
FTLN 1890 To show how quaint an orator you are.
FTLN 1891285 But all the honor Salisbury hath won
FTLN 1892 Is that he was the lord ambassador
FTLN 1893 Sent from a sort of tinkers to the King.
editorial emendationCOMMONS ,editorial emendation within 
FTLN 1894 An answer from the King, or we will all break in.
FTLN 1895 Go, Salisbury, and tell them all from me,
FTLN 1896290 I thank them for their tender loving care;
FTLN 1897 And, had I not been cited so by them,
FTLN 1898 Yet did I purpose as they do entreat.
FTLN 1899 For, sure, my thoughts do hourly prophesy
FTLN 1900 Mischance unto my state by Suffolk’s means.
FTLN 1901295 And therefore, by His Majesty I swear,
FTLN 1902 Whose far unworthy deputy I am,
FTLN 1903 He shall not breathe infection in this air
FTLN 1904 But three days longer, on the pain of death.
editorial emendationSalisbury exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 1905 O Henry, let me plead for gentle Suffolk!
FTLN 1906300 Ungentle queen to call him gentle Suffolk!

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1907 No more, I say. If thou dost plead for him,
FTLN 1908 Thou wilt but add increase unto my wrath.
FTLN 1909 Had I but said, I would have kept my word;
FTLN 1910 But when I swear, it is irrevocable.
FTLN 1911305  editorial emendationTo Suffolk.editorial emendation If, after three days’ space, thou here
FTLN 1912 be’st found
FTLN 1913 On any ground that I am ruler of,
FTLN 1914 The world shall not be ransom for thy life.—
FTLN 1915 Come, Warwick, come, good Warwick, go with me.
FTLN 1916310 I have great matters to impart to thee.
editorial emendationAll but the Queen and Suffolkeditorial emendation exit.
QUEEN MARGARET , editorial emendationcalling after King Henry and
 Warwickeditorial emendation
FTLN 1917 Mischance and sorrow go along with you!
FTLN 1918 Heart’s discontent and sour affliction
FTLN 1919 Be playfellows to keep you company!
FTLN 1920 There’s two of you; the devil make a third,
FTLN 1921315 And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps!
FTLN 1922 Cease, gentle queen, these execrations,
FTLN 1923 And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave.
FTLN 1924 Fie, coward woman and soft-hearted wretch!
FTLN 1925 Hast thou not spirit to curse thine editorial emendationenemieseditorial emendation?
FTLN 1926320 A plague upon them! Wherefore should I curse
FTLN 1927 them?
FTLN 1928 editorial emendationCouldeditorial emendation curses kill, as doth the mandrake’s groan,
FTLN 1929 I would invent as bitter searching terms,
FTLN 1930 As curst, as harsh, and horrible to hear,
FTLN 1931325 Delivered strongly through my fixèd teeth,
FTLN 1932 With full as many signs of deadly hate,
FTLN 1933 As lean-faced Envy in her loathsome cave.
FTLN 1934 My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words;
FTLN 1935 Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint;
FTLN 1936330 Mine hair be fixed on end, as one distract;

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1937 Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban;
FTLN 1938 And even now my burdened heart would break
FTLN 1939 Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink!
FTLN 1940 Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste;
FTLN 1941335 Their sweetest shade, a grove of cypress trees;
FTLN 1942 Their chiefest prospect, murd’ring basilisks;
FTLN 1943 Their softest touch, as smart as lizards’ stings!
FTLN 1944 Their music, frightful as the serpent’s hiss,
FTLN 1945 And boding screech owls make the consort full!
FTLN 1946340 All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell—
FTLN 1947 Enough, sweet Suffolk, thou torment’st thyself,
FTLN 1948 And these dread curses, like the sun ’gainst glass,
FTLN 1949 Or like an over-chargèd gun, recoil
FTLN 1950 And editorial emendationturneditorial emendation the force of them upon thyself.
FTLN 1951345 You bade me ban, and will you bid me leave?
FTLN 1952 Now, by the ground that I am banished from,
FTLN 1953 Well could I curse away a winter’s night,
FTLN 1954 Though standing naked on a mountain top
FTLN 1955 Where biting cold would never let grass grow,
FTLN 1956350 And think it but a minute spent in sport.
FTLN 1957 O, let me entreat thee cease! Give me thy hand,
FTLN 1958 That I may dew it with my mournful tears;
FTLN 1959 Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place
FTLN 1960 To wash away my woeful monuments.
editorial emendationShe kisses his hand.editorial emendation
FTLN 1961355 O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand,
FTLN 1962 That thou mightst think upon these by the seal,
FTLN 1963 Through whom a thousand sighs are breathed for
FTLN 1964 thee!
FTLN 1965 So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief;
FTLN 1966360 ’Tis but surmised whiles thou art standing by,
FTLN 1967 As one that surfeits thinking on a want.
FTLN 1968 I will repeal thee, or, be well assured,

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ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1969 Adventure to be banishèd myself;
FTLN 1970 And banishèd I am, if but from thee.
FTLN 1971365 Go, speak not to me. Even now be gone!
FTLN 1972 O, go not yet! Even thus two friends condemned
FTLN 1973 Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves,
FTLN 1974 Loather a hundred times to part than die.
editorial emendationThey embrace.editorial emendation
FTLN 1975 Yet now farewell, and farewell life with thee.
FTLN 1976370 Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banishèd,
FTLN 1977 Once by the King, and three times thrice by thee.
FTLN 1978 ’Tis not the land I care for, wert thou thence.
FTLN 1979 A wilderness is populous enough,
FTLN 1980 So Suffolk had thy heavenly company;
FTLN 1981375 For where thou art, there is the world itself,
FTLN 1982 With every several pleasure in the world;
FTLN 1983 And where thou art not, desolation.
FTLN 1984 I can no more. Live thou to joy thy life;
FTLN 1985 Myself no joy in naught but that thou liv’st.

Enter Vaux.

FTLN 1986380 Whither goes Vaux so fast? What news, I prithee?
VAUX  FTLN 1987To signify unto his Majesty,
FTLN 1988 That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death;
FTLN 1989 For suddenly a grievous sickness took him
FTLN 1990 That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air,
FTLN 1991385 Blaspheming God and cursing men on Earth.
FTLN 1992 Sometimes he talks as if Duke Humphrey’s ghost
FTLN 1993 Were by his side; sometimes he calls the King
FTLN 1994 And whispers to his pillow, as to him,
FTLN 1995 The secrets of his overchargèd soul.
FTLN 1996390 And I am sent to tell his Majesty
FTLN 1997 That even now he cries aloud for him.
FTLN 1998 Go, tell this heavy message to the King. editorial emendationVauxeditorial emendation exits.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 2

FTLN 1999 Ay me! What is this world? What news are these!
FTLN 2000 But wherefore grieve I at an hour’s poor loss,
FTLN 2001395 Omitting Suffolk’s exile, my soul’s treasure?
FTLN 2002 Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee,
FTLN 2003 And with the southern clouds contend in tears—
FTLN 2004 Theirs for the earth’s increase, mine for my
FTLN 2005 sorrows’?
FTLN 2006400 Now get thee hence. The King, thou know’st, is
FTLN 2007 coming;
FTLN 2008 If thou be found by me, thou art but dead.
FTLN 2009 If I depart from thee, I cannot live;
FTLN 2010 And in thy sight to die, what were it else
FTLN 2011405 But like a pleasant slumber in thy lap?
FTLN 2012 Here could I breathe my soul into the air,
FTLN 2013 As mild and gentle as the cradle babe
FTLN 2014 Dying with mother’s dug between its lips;
FTLN 2015 Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad
FTLN 2016410 And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes,
FTLN 2017 To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth.
FTLN 2018 So shouldst thou either turn my flying soul,
FTLN 2019 Or I should breathe it so into thy body,
FTLN 2020 And then it lived in sweet Elysium.
FTLN 2021415 To die by thee were but to die in jest;
FTLN 2022 From thee to die were torture more than death.
FTLN 2023 O, let me stay, befall what may befall!
FTLN 2024 Away! Though parting be a fretful corrosive,
FTLN 2025 It is applièd to a deathful wound.
FTLN 2026420 To France, sweet Suffolk. Let me hear from thee,
FTLN 2027 For wheresoe’er thou art in this world’s globe,
FTLN 2028 I’ll have an Iris that shall find thee out.
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 2030And take my heart with thee.
FTLN 2031425 A jewel locked into the woefull’st cask

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ACT 3. SC. 3

FTLN 2032 That ever did contain a thing of worth!
FTLN 2033 Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we.
FTLN 2034 This way fall I to death.
QUEEN MARGARET  FTLN 2035 This way for me.
They exit editorial emendationthrough different doors.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Salisbury and Warwick, to the
Cardinal in bed, editorial emendationraving and staring.editorial emendation

FTLN 2036 How fares my lord? Speak, Beaufort, to thy sovereign.
FTLN 2037 If thou be’st Death, I’ll give thee England’s treasure,
FTLN 2038 Enough to purchase such another island,
FTLN 2039 So thou wilt let me live and feel no pain.
FTLN 20405 Ah, what a sign it is of evil life,
FTLN 2041 Where Death’s approach is seen so terrible!
FTLN 2042 Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee.
FTLN 2043 Bring me unto my trial when you will.
FTLN 2044 Died he not in his bed? Where should he die?
FTLN 204510 Can I make men live, whe’er they will or no?
FTLN 2046 O, torture me no more! I will confess.
FTLN 2047 Alive again? Then show me where he is.
FTLN 2048 I’ll give a thousand pound to look upon him.
FTLN 2049 He hath no eyes! The dust hath blinded them.
FTLN 205015 Comb down his hair. Look, look. It stands upright,
FTLN 2051 Like lime-twigs set to catch my wingèd soul.
FTLN 2052 Give me some drink, and bid the apothecary
FTLN 2053 Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.
FTLN 2054 O, Thou eternal mover of the heavens,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 3. SC. 3

FTLN 205520 Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch!
FTLN 2056 O, beat away the busy meddling fiend
FTLN 2057 That lays strong siege unto this wretch’s soul,
FTLN 2058 And from his bosom purge this black despair!
FTLN 2059 See how the pangs of death do make him grin!
FTLN 206025 Disturb him not. Let him pass peaceably.
FTLN 2061 Peace to his soul, if God’s good pleasure be!—
FTLN 2062 Lord Card’nal, if thou think’st on heaven’s bliss,
FTLN 2063 Hold up thy hand; make signal of thy hope.
editorial emendationThe Cardinal dies.editorial emendation
FTLN 2064 He dies and makes no sign. O, God forgive him!
FTLN 206530 So bad a death argues a monstrous life.
FTLN 2066 Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
FTLN 2067 Close up his eyes, and draw the curtain close,
FTLN 2068 And let us all to meditation.
editorial emendationAfter the curtains are closed around
the bed,editorial emendation they exit. editorial emendationThe bed is removed.editorial emendation

editorial emendationACT 4editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Alarum. editorial emendationOffstageeditorial emendation fight at sea. Ordnance goes off.
Enter Lieutenant, Suffolk, editorial emendationcaptive and in disguise,editorial emendation
and Others, editorial emendationincluding a Master, a Master’s Mate,
Walter Whitmore, and Prisoners.editorial emendation

FTLN 2069 The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day
FTLN 2070 Is crept into the bosom of the sea,
FTLN 2071 And now loud-howling wolves arouse the jades
FTLN 2072 That drag the tragic melancholy night,
FTLN 20735 Who, with their drowsy, slow, and flagging wings
FTLN 2074 Clip dead men’s graves, and from their misty jaws
FTLN 2075 Breathe foul contagious darkness in the air.
FTLN 2076 Therefore bring forth the soldiers of our prize;
FTLN 2077 For, whilst our pinnace anchors in the Downs,
FTLN 207810 Here shall they make their ransom on the sand,
FTLN 2079 Or with their blood stain this discolored shore.—
FTLN 2080 Master, this prisoner freely give I thee.—
FTLN 2081 And, thou that art his mate, make boot of this.—
FTLN 2082 The other, Walter Whitmore, is thy share.
editorial emendationThree gentlemen prisoners, including Suffolk,
are handed over.editorial emendation

FTLN 208315 What is my ransom, master? Let me know.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2084 A thousand crowns, or else lay down your head.
MATE , editorial emendationto the Second Gentlemaneditorial emendation 
FTLN 2085 And so much shall you give, or off goes yours.
FTLN 2086 What, think you much to pay two thousand crowns,
FTLN 2087 And bear the name and port of gentlemen?—
FTLN 208820 Cut both the villains’ throats—for die you shall;
FTLN 2089 The lives of those which we have lost in fight
FTLN 2090 Be counterpoised with such a petty sum!
FTLN 2091 I’ll give it, sir, and therefore spare my life.
FTLN 2092 And so will I, and write home for it straight.
WHITMORE , editorial emendationto Suffolkeditorial emendation 
FTLN 209325 I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboard,
FTLN 2094 And therefore to revenge it shalt thou die;
FTLN 2095 And so should these, if I might have my will.
FTLN 2096 Be not so rash. Take ransom; let him live.
FTLN 2097 Look on my George; I am a gentleman.
FTLN 209830 Rate me at what thou wilt, thou shalt be paid.
FTLN 2099 And so am I. My name is Walter Whitmore.
editorial emendationSuffolk starts.editorial emendation
FTLN 2100 How now, why starts thou? What, doth death
FTLN 2101 affright?
FTLN 2102 Thy name affrights me, in whose sound is death.
FTLN 210335 A cunning man did calculate my birth
FTLN 2104 And told me that by water I should die.
FTLN 2105 Yet let not this make thee be bloody-minded;
FTLN 2106 Thy name is Gualtier, being rightly sounded.
FTLN 2107 Gualtier or Walter, which it is, I care not.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 210840 Never yet did base dishonor blur our name
FTLN 2109 But with our sword we wiped away the blot.
FTLN 2110 Therefore, when merchantlike I sell revenge,
FTLN 2111 Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defaced,
FTLN 2112 And I proclaimed a coward through the world!
FTLN 211345 Stay, Whitmore, for thy prisoner is a prince,
FTLN 2114 The Duke of Suffolk, William de la Pole.
FTLN 2115 The Duke of Suffolk muffled up in rags?
FTLN 2116 Ay, but these rags are no part of the Duke.
FTLN 2117 editorial emendationJove sometimes went disguised, and why not I?editorial emendation
FTLN 211850 But Jove was never slain, as thou shalt be.
editorial emendationSUFFOLKeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2119 Obscure and lousy swain, King Henry’s blood,
FTLN 2120 The honorable blood of Lancaster,
FTLN 2121 Must not be shed by such a jaded groom.
FTLN 2122 Hast thou not kissed thy hand and held my stirrup?
FTLN 212355 Bareheaded plodded by my footcloth mule,
FTLN 2124 And thought thee happy when I shook my head?
FTLN 2125 How often hast thou waited at my cup,
FTLN 2126 Fed from my trencher, kneeled down at the board,
FTLN 2127 When I have feasted with Queen Margaret?
FTLN 212860 Remember it, and let it make thee crestfall’n,
FTLN 2129 Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride.
FTLN 2130 How in our voiding lobby hast thou stood
FTLN 2131 And duly waited for my coming forth?
FTLN 2132 This hand of mine hath writ in thy behalf,
FTLN 213365 And therefore shall it charm thy riotous tongue.
FTLN 2134 Speak, captain, shall I stab the forlorn swain?
FTLN 2135 First let my words stab him as he hath me.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2136 Base slave, thy words are blunt, and so art thou.
FTLN 2137 Convey him hence, and on our longboat’s side,
FTLN 213870 Strike off his head.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 2139 Thou dar’st not for thy own.
editorial emendationLIEUTENANT 
FTLN 2140 Yes, Pole.
SUFFOLK  FTLN 2141 Pole!editorial emendation
LIEUTENANT  FTLN 2142 Pole! Sir Pole! Lord!
FTLN 214375 Ay, kennel, puddle, sink, whose filth and dirt
FTLN 2144 Troubles the silver spring where England drinks!
FTLN 2145 Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth
FTLN 2146 For swallowing the treasure of the realm.
FTLN 2147 Thy lips that kissed the Queen shall sweep the
FTLN 214880 ground,
FTLN 2149 And thou that smiledst at good Duke Humphrey’s
FTLN 2150 death
FTLN 2151 Against the senseless winds shall grin in vain,
FTLN 2152 Who in contempt shall hiss at thee again.
FTLN 215385 And wedded be thou to the hags of hell
FTLN 2154 For daring to affy a mighty lord
FTLN 2155 Unto the daughter of a worthless king,
FTLN 2156 Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem.
FTLN 2157 By devilish policy art thou grown great,
FTLN 215890 And, like ambitious Sylla, overgorged
FTLN 2159 With gobbets of thy editorial emendationmother’seditorial emendation bleeding heart.
FTLN 2160 By thee Anjou and Maine were sold to France.
FTLN 2161 The false revolting Normans thorough thee
FTLN 2162 Disdain to call us lord, and Picardy
FTLN 216395 Hath slain their governors, surprised our forts,
FTLN 2164 And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home.
FTLN 2165 The princely Warwick, and the Nevilles all,
FTLN 2166 Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in vain,
FTLN 2167 As hating thee, editorial emendationareeditorial emendation rising up in arms.
FTLN 2168100 And now the house of York, thrust from the crown

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2169 By shameful murder of a guiltless king
FTLN 2170 And lofty, proud, encroaching tyranny,
FTLN 2171 Burns with revenging fire, whose hopeful colors
FTLN 2172 Advance our half-faced sun, striving to shine,
FTLN 2173105 Under the which is writ “Invitis nubibus.”
FTLN 2174 The commons here in Kent are up in arms,
FTLN 2175 And, to conclude, reproach and beggary
FTLN 2176 Is crept into the palace of our king,
FTLN 2177 And all by thee.—Away! Convey him hence.
FTLN 2178110 O, that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder
FTLN 2179 Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudges!
FTLN 2180 Small things make base men proud. This villain
FTLN 2181 here,
FTLN 2182 Being captain of a pinnace, threatens more
FTLN 2183115 Than Bargulus, the strong Illyrian pirate.
FTLN 2184 Drones suck not eagles’ blood, but rob beehives.
FTLN 2185 It is impossible that I should die
FTLN 2186 By such a lowly vassal as thyself.
FTLN 2187 Thy words move rage and not remorse in me.
FTLN 2188120 I go of message from the Queen to France.
FTLN 2189 I charge thee waft me safely cross the Channel.
LIEUTENANT  FTLN 2190editorial emendationWalter.editorial emendation
FTLN 2191 Come, Suffolk, I must waft thee to thy death.
FTLN 2192 Paene gelidus timor occupat artus.
FTLN 2193125 It is thee I fear.
FTLN 2194 Thou shalt have cause to fear before I leave thee.
FTLN 2195 What, are you daunted now? Now will you stoop?
FTLN 2196 My gracious lord, entreat him; speak him fair.
FTLN 2197 Suffolk’s imperial tongue is stern and rough,
FTLN 2198130 Used to command, untaught to plead for favor.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 1

FTLN 2199 Far be it we should honor such as these
FTLN 2200 With humble suit. No, rather let my head
FTLN 2201 Stoop to the block than these knees bow to any
FTLN 2202 Save to the God of heaven and to my king;
FTLN 2203135 And sooner dance upon a bloody pole
FTLN 2204 Than stand uncovered to the vulgar groom.
FTLN 2205 True nobility is exempt from fear.—
FTLN 2206 More can I bear than you dare execute.
FTLN 2207 Hale him away, and let him talk no more.
editorial emendationSUFFOLKeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2208140 Come, soldiers, show what cruelty you can,
FTLN 2209 That this my death may never be forgot!
FTLN 2210 Great men oft die by vile bezonians:
FTLN 2211 A Roman sworder and banditto slave
FTLN 2212 Murdered sweet Tully; Brutus’ bastard hand
FTLN 2213145 Stabbed Julius Caesar; savage islanders
FTLN 2214 Pompey the Great, and Suffolk dies by pirates.
editorial emendationWalter Whitmoreeditorial emendation exits with
Suffolk editorial emendationand Others.editorial emendation

FTLN 2215 And as for these whose ransom we have set,
FTLN 2216 It is our pleasure one of them depart.
FTLN 2217  editorial emendationTo Second Gentleman.editorial emendation Therefore come you with us,
FTLN 2218150 and let him go. Lieutenant and the rest exit.
The First Gentleman remains.

Enter Walter editorial emendationWhitmoreeditorial emendation with the body
editorial emendationand severed head of Suffolk.editorial emendation

FTLN 2219 There let his head and lifeless body lie,
FTLN 2220 Until the Queen his mistress bury it.
Walter editorial emendationWhitmoreeditorial emendation exits.
FTLN 2221 O, barbarous and bloody spectacle!
FTLN 2222 His body will I bear unto the King.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 2223155 If he revenge it not, yet will his friends.
FTLN 2224 So will the Queen, that living held him dear.
editorial emendationHe exits with the head and body.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
Enter Bevis and John Holland editorial emendationwith staves.editorial emendation

BEVIS  FTLN 2225Come, and get thee a sword, though made of a
FTLN 2226 lath. They have been up these two days.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2227They have the more need to sleep now, then.
BEVIS  FTLN 2228I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress
FTLN 22295 the commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap
FTLN 2230 upon it.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2231So he had need, for ’tis threadbare. Well, I
FTLN 2232 say, it was never merry world in England since
FTLN 2233 gentlemen came up.
BEVIS  FTLN 223410O miserable age! Virtue is not regarded in
FTLN 2235 handicraftsmen.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2236The nobility think scorn to go in leather
FTLN 2237 aprons.
BEVIS  FTLN 2238Nay, more, the King’s Council are no good
FTLN 223915 workmen.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2240True, and yet it is said “Labor in thy vocation,”
FTLN 2241 which is as much to say as “Let the magistrates
FTLN 2242 be laboring men.” And therefore should we
FTLN 2243 be magistrates.
BEVIS  FTLN 224420Thou hast hit it, for there’s no better sign of a
FTLN 2245 brave mind than a hard hand.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2246I see them, I see them! There’s Best’s son, the
FTLN 2247 tanner of Wingham—
BEVIS  FTLN 2248He shall have the skins of our enemies to make
FTLN 224925 dog’s leather of.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2250And Dick the butcher—
BEVIS  FTLN 2251Then is sin struck down like an ox, and iniquity’s
FTLN 2252 throat cut like a calf.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 2

HOLLAND  FTLN 2253And Smith the weaver.
BEVIS  FTLN 225430Argo, their thread of life is spun.
HOLLAND  FTLN 2255Come, come, let’s fall in with them.

Drum. Enter Cade, Dick editorial emendationtheeditorial emendation butcher, Smith the
weaver, and a Sawyer, with infinite numbers,
editorial emendationall with staves.editorial emendation

CADE  FTLN 2256We, John Cade, so termed of our supposed
FTLN 2257 father—
DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2258Or rather of stealing a cade of herrings.
CADE  FTLN 225935For our enemies shall editorial emendationfalleditorial emendation before us, inspired
FTLN 2260 with the spirit of putting down kings and princes—
FTLN 2261 command silence.
DICK  FTLN 2262Silence!
CADE  FTLN 2263My father was a Mortimer—
DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 226440He was an honest man and a good
FTLN 2265 bricklayer.
CADE  FTLN 2266My mother a Plantagenet—
DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2267I knew her well; she was a midwife.
CADE  FTLN 2268My wife descended of the Lacys.
DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 226945She was indeed a peddler’s daughter, and
FTLN 2270 sold many laces.
SMITH , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2271But now of late, not able to travel with
FTLN 2272 her furred pack, she washes bucks here at home.
CADE  FTLN 2273Therefore am I of an honorable house.
DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 227450Ay, by my faith, the field is honorable;
FTLN 2275 and there was he born, under a hedge, for his
FTLN 2276 father had never a house but the cage.
CADE  FTLN 2277Valiant I am—
SMITH , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2278He must needs, for beggary is valiant.
CADE  FTLN 227955I am able to endure much—
DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2280No question of that; for I have seen him
FTLN 2281 whipped three market-days together.
CADE  FTLN 2282I fear neither sword nor fire.
SMITH , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2283He need not fear the sword, for his coat
FTLN 228460 is of proof.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 2

DICK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2285But methinks he should stand in fear of
FTLN 2286 fire, being burnt i’ th’ hand for stealing of sheep.
CADE  FTLN 2287Be brave, then, for your captain is brave and
FTLN 2288 vows reformation. There shall be in England seven
FTLN 228965 halfpenny loaves sold for a penny. The three-hooped
FTLN 2290 pot shall have ten hoops, and I will make it
FTLN 2291 felony to drink small beer. All the realm shall be in
FTLN 2292 common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to
FTLN 2293 grass. And when I am king, as king I will be—
ALL  FTLN 229470God save your Majesty!
CADE  FTLN 2295I thank you, good people.—There shall be no
FTLN 2296 money; all shall eat and drink on my score; and I
FTLN 2297 will apparel them all in one livery, that they may
FTLN 2298 agree like brothers and worship me their lord.
DICK  FTLN 229975The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers.
CADE  FTLN 2300Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable
FTLN 2301 thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should
FTLN 2302 be made parchment? That parchment, being scribbled
FTLN 2303 o’er, should undo a man? Some say the bee
FTLN 230480 stings, but I say, ’tis the beeswax; for I did but seal
FTLN 2305 once to a thing, and I was never mine own man
FTLN 2306 since. How now? Who’s there?

Enter a Clerk editorial emendationof Chartham, under guard.editorial emendation

SMITH  FTLN 2307The clerk of Chartham. He can write and read
FTLN 2308 and cast account.
CADE  FTLN 230985O, monstrous!
SMITH  FTLN 2310We took him setting of boys’ copies.
CADE  FTLN 2311Here’s a villain!
SMITH  FTLN 2312H’as a book in his pocket with red letters in ’t.
CADE  FTLN 2313Nay, then, he is a conjurer.
DICK  FTLN 231490Nay, he can make obligations and write court
FTLN 2315 hand.
CADE  FTLN 2316I am sorry for ’t. The man is a proper man, of
FTLN 2317 mine honor. Unless I find him guilty, he shall not

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 2318 die.—Come hither, sirrah; I must examine thee.
FTLN 231995 What is thy name?
CLERK  FTLN 2320Emmanuel.
DICK  FTLN 2321They use to write it on the top of letters.—’Twill
FTLN 2322 go hard with you.
CADE  FTLN 2323Let me alone.—Dost thou use to write thy
FTLN 2324100 name? Or hast thou a mark to thyself, like editorial emendationaneditorial emendation
FTLN 2325 honest, plain-dealing man?
CLERK  FTLN 2326Sir, I thank God, I have been so well brought
FTLN 2327 up that I can write my name.
ALL  FTLN 2328He hath confessed. Away with him! He’s a villain
FTLN 2329105 and a traitor.
CADE  FTLN 2330Away with him, I say! Hang him with his pen
FTLN 2331 and inkhorn about his neck.
One exits with the Clerk.

Enter Michael.

MICHAEL  FTLN 2332Where’s our general?
CADE  FTLN 2333Here I am, thou particular fellow.
MICHAEL  FTLN 2334110Fly, fly, fly! Sir Humphrey Stafford and his
FTLN 2335 brother are hard by, with the King’s forces.
CADE  FTLN 2336Stand, villain, stand, or I’ll fell thee down. He
FTLN 2337 shall be encountered with a man as good as himself.
FTLN 2338 He is but a knight, is he?
MICHAEL  FTLN 2339115No.
CADE  FTLN 2340To equal him I will make myself a knight
FTLN 2341 presently.  editorial emendationHe kneels.editorial emendation Rise up Sir John Mortimer.
FTLN 2342  editorial emendationHe rises.editorial emendation Now have at him!

Enter Sir Humphrey Stafford and his Brother, with
editorial emendationa Herald,editorial emendation Drum, and Soldiers.

FTLN 2343 Rebellious hinds, the filth and scum of Kent,
FTLN 2344120 Marked for the gallows, lay your weapons down!
FTLN 2345 Home to your cottages; forsake this groom.
FTLN 2346 The King is merciful, if you revolt.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 2347 But angry, wrathful, and inclined to blood,
FTLN 2348 If you go forward. Therefore yield, or die.
FTLN 2349125 As for these silken-coated slaves, I pass not.
FTLN 2350 It is to you, good people, that I speak,
FTLN 2351 Over whom, in time to come, I hope to reign,
FTLN 2352 For I am rightful heir unto the crown.
FTLN 2353 Villain, thy father was a plasterer,
FTLN 2354130 And thou thyself a shearman, art thou not?
FTLN 2355 And Adam was a gardener.
BROTHER  FTLN 2356 And what of that?
FTLN 2357 Marry, this: Edmund Mortimer, Earl of March,
FTLN 2358 Married the Duke of Clarence’ daughter, did he not?
STAFFORD  FTLN 2359135Ay, sir.
FTLN 2360 By her he had two children at one birth.
BROTHER  FTLN 2361That’s false.
FTLN 2362 Ay, there’s the question. But I say ’tis true.
FTLN 2363 The elder of them, being put to nurse,
FTLN 2364140 Was by a beggar-woman stol’n away,
FTLN 2365 And, ignorant of his birth and parentage,
FTLN 2366 Became a bricklayer when he came to age.
FTLN 2367 His son am I. Deny it if you can.
FTLN 2368 Nay, ’tis too true. Therefore he shall be king.
SMITH  FTLN 2369145Sir, he made a chimney in my father’s house,
FTLN 2370 and the bricks are alive at this day to testify it.
FTLN 2371 Therefore deny it not.
FTLN 2372 And will you credit this base drudge’s words,
FTLN 2373 That speaks he knows not what?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 2

FTLN 2374150 Ay, marry, will we. Therefore get you gone.
FTLN 2375 Jack Cade, the Duke of York hath taught you this.
CADE  FTLN 2376He lies,  editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation for I invented it myself.—Go to,
FTLN 2377 sirrah. Tell the King from me that, for his father’s
FTLN 2378 sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose time boys went to
FTLN 2379155 span-counter for French crowns, I am content he
FTLN 2380 shall reign, but I’ll be Protector over him.
DICK  FTLN 2381And, furthermore, we’ll have the Lord Saye’s
FTLN 2382 head for selling the dukedom of Maine.
CADE  FTLN 2383And good reason: for thereby is England mained
FTLN 2384160 and fain to go with a staff, but that my puissance
FTLN 2385 holds it up. Fellow kings, I tell you that that Lord
FTLN 2386 Saye hath gelded the commonwealth and made it
FTLN 2387 an eunuch; and, more than that, he can speak
FTLN 2388 French, and therefore he is a traitor.
FTLN 2389165 O, gross and miserable ignorance!
CADE  FTLN 2390Nay, answer if you can. The Frenchmen are our
FTLN 2391 enemies. Go to, then, I ask but this: can he that
FTLN 2392 speaks with the tongue of an enemy be a good
FTLN 2393 counselor, or no?
ALL  FTLN 2394170No, no, and therefore we’ll have his head!
BROTHER , editorial emendationto Staffordeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2395 Well, seeing gentle words will not prevail,
FTLN 2396 Assail them with the army of the King.
FTLN 2397 Herald, away, and throughout every town
FTLN 2398 Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade,
FTLN 2399175 That those which fly before the battle ends
FTLN 2400 May, even in their wives’ and children’s sight
FTLN 2401 Be hanged up for example at their doors.—
FTLN 2402 And you that be the King’s friends, follow me.
editorial emendationThe Staffords, Soldiers, and Heraldeditorial emendation exit.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 3

FTLN 2403 And you that love the Commons, follow me.
FTLN 2404180 Now show yourselves men. ’Tis for liberty!
FTLN 2405 We will not leave one lord, one gentleman;
FTLN 2406 Spare none but such as go in clouted shoon,
FTLN 2407 For they are thrifty, honest men and such
FTLN 2408 As would, but that they dare not, take our parts.
DICK  FTLN 2409185They are all in order and march toward us.
CADE  FTLN 2410But then are we in order when we are most out
FTLN 2411 of order. Come, march forward.
editorial emendationThey exit.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Alarums to the fight, wherein both the Staffords are
slain. Enter Cade and the rest.

CADE  FTLN 2412Where’s Dick, the butcher of Ashford?
DICK  FTLN 2413Here, sir.
CADE  FTLN 2414They fell before thee like sheep and oxen, and
FTLN 2415 thou behaved’st thyself as if thou hadst been in
FTLN 24165 thine own slaughterhouse. Therefore, thus will I
FTLN 2417 reward thee: the Lent shall be as long again as it is,
FTLN 2418 and thou shalt have a license to kill for a hundred
FTLN 2419 lacking one.
DICK  FTLN 2420I desire no more.
CADE  FTLN 242110And to speak truth, thou deserv’st no less. This
FTLN 2422 monument of the victory will I bear.  editorial emendationHe puts on
 Sir Humphrey Stafford’s armor and helmet, or sallet.editorial emendation

FTLN 2423 And the bodies shall be dragged at my horse
FTLN 2424 heels till I do come to London, where we will have
FTLN 2425 the Mayor’s sword borne before us.
DICK  FTLN 242615If we mean to thrive and do good, break open
FTLN 2427 the jails and let out the prisoners.
CADE  FTLN 2428Fear not that, I warrant thee. Come, let’s march
FTLN 2429 towards London.
They exit editorial emendationwith the bodies of the Staffords.editorial emendation

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 4

editorial emendationScene 4editorial emendation
Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation with a supplication, and
Queen editorial emendationMargareteditorial emendation with Suffolk’s head, the Duke
of Buckingham, and the Lord Saye.

QUEEN MARGARET , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2430 Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind
FTLN 2431 And makes it fearful and degenerate.
FTLN 2432 Think therefore on revenge, and cease to weep.
FTLN 2433 But who can cease to weep and look on this?
FTLN 24345 Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast,
FTLN 2435 But where’s the body that I should embrace?
BUCKINGHAM , editorial emendationto King Henryeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2436 What answer makes your Grace to the rebels’
FTLN 2437 supplication?
FTLN 2438 I’ll send some holy bishop to entreat,
FTLN 243910 For God forbid so many simple souls
FTLN 2440 Should perish by the sword! And I myself,
FTLN 2441 Rather than bloody war shall cut them short,
FTLN 2442 Will parley with Jack Cade, their general.
FTLN 2443 But stay, I’ll read it over once again. editorial emendationHe reads.editorial emendation
QUEEN MARGARET , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 244415 Ah, barbarous villains! Hath this lovely face
FTLN 2445 Ruled, like a wandering planet, over me,
FTLN 2446 And could it not enforce them to relent
FTLN 2447 That were unworthy to behold the same?
FTLN 2448 Lord Saye, Jack Cade hath sworn to have thy head.
FTLN 244920 Ay, but I hope your Highness shall have his.
KING HENRY  FTLN 2450How now, madam?
FTLN 2451 Still lamenting and mourning for Suffolk’s death?
FTLN 2452 I fear me, love, if that I had been dead,
FTLN 2453 Thou wouldst not have mourned so much for me.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 4

FTLN 245425 No, my love, I should not mourn, but die for thee.

Enter a Messenger.

FTLN 2455 How now, what news? Why com’st thou in such
FTLN 2456 haste?
FTLN 2457 The rebels are in Southwark. Fly, my lord!
FTLN 2458 Jack Cade proclaims himself Lord Mortimer,
FTLN 245930 Descended from the Duke of Clarence’ house,
FTLN 2460 And calls your Grace usurper, openly,
FTLN 2461 And vows to crown himself in Westminster.
FTLN 2462 His army is a ragged multitude
FTLN 2463 Of hinds and peasants, rude and merciless.
FTLN 246435 Sir Humphrey Stafford and his brother’s death
FTLN 2465 Hath given them heart and courage to proceed.
FTLN 2466 All scholars, lawyers, courtiers, gentlemen
FTLN 2467 They call false caterpillars and intend their death.
FTLN 2468 O, graceless men, they know not what they do!
FTLN 246940 My gracious lord, retire to Killingworth
FTLN 2470 Until a power be raised to put them down.
FTLN 2471 Ah, were the Duke of Suffolk now alive,
FTLN 2472 These Kentish rebels would be soon appeased!
KING HENRY  FTLN 2473Lord Saye, the traitors hateth thee;
FTLN 247445 Therefore away with us to Killingworth.
FTLN 2475 So might your Grace’s person be in danger.
FTLN 2476 The sight of me is odious in their eyes;
FTLN 2477 And therefore in this city will I stay
FTLN 2478 And live alone as secret as I may.

Enter another Messenger.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 5

editorial emendationSECONDeditorial emendation MESSENGER 
FTLN 247950 Jack Cade hath gotten London Bridge.
FTLN 2480 The citizens fly and forsake their houses.
FTLN 2481 The rascal people, thirsting after prey,
FTLN 2482 Join with the traitor, and they jointly swear
FTLN 2483 To spoil the city and your royal court.
FTLN 248455 Then linger not, my lord. Away! Take horse!
FTLN 2485 Come, Margaret. God, our hope, will succor us.
FTLN 2486 My hope is gone, now Suffolk is deceased.
KING HENRY , editorial emendationto Sayeeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2487 Farewell, my lord. Trust not the Kentish rebels.
FTLN 2488 Trust nobody, for fear you editorial emendationbeeditorial emendation betrayed.
FTLN 248960 The trust I have is in mine innocence,
FTLN 2490 And therefore am I bold and resolute.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 5editorial emendation
Enter Lord Scales upon the Tower, walking. Then enters
two or three Citizens below.

SCALES  FTLN 2491How now? Is Jack Cade slain?
FIRST CITIZEN  FTLN 2492No, my lord, nor likely to be slain; for
FTLN 2493 they have won the Bridge, killing all those that
FTLN 2494 withstand them. The Lord Mayor craves aid of
FTLN 24955 your Honor from the Tower to defend the city
FTLN 2496 from the rebels.
FTLN 2497 Such aid as I can spare you shall command;
FTLN 2498 But I am troubled here with them myself:
FTLN 2499 The rebels have essayed to win the Tower.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 6

FTLN 250010 But get you to Smithfield and gather head,
FTLN 2501 And thither I will send you Matthew Gough.
FTLN 2502 Fight for your king, your country, and your lives.
FTLN 2503 And so farewell, for I must hence again.
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 6editorial emendation
Enter Jack Cade and the rest, and strikes his staff on
London Stone.

CADE  FTLN 2504Now is Mortimer lord of this city. And here, sitting
FTLN 2505 upon London Stone, I charge and command
FTLN 2506 that, of the city’s cost, the Pissing Conduit run
FTLN 2507 nothing but claret wine this first year of our reign.
FTLN 25085 And now henceforward it shall be treason for any
FTLN 2509 that calls me other than Lord Mortimer.

Enter a Soldier running.

SOLDIER  FTLN 2510Jack Cade, Jack Cade!
CADE  FTLN 2511Knock him down there. They kill him.
DICK  FTLN 2512If this fellow be wise, he’ll never call you Jack
FTLN 251310 Cade more. I think he hath a very fair warning.
editorial emendationTakes a paper from the dead Soldier and
reads the message.editorial emendation

FTLN 2514 My lord, there’s an army gathered together in
FTLN 2515 Smithfield.
CADE  FTLN 2516Come, then, let’s go fight with them. But first, go
FTLN 2517 and set London Bridge on fire, and, if you can,
FTLN 251815 burn down the Tower too. Come, let’s away.
All exit.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 7

editorial emendationScene 7editorial emendation
Alarums. Matthew Gough is slain, and all the rest.
Then enter Jack Cade with his company.

CADE  FTLN 2519So, sirs. Now go some and pull down the Savoy;
FTLN 2520 others to th’ Inns of Court. Down with them all!
DICK  FTLN 2521I have a suit unto your Lordship.
CADE  FTLN 2522Be it a lordship, thou shalt have it for that word.
DICK  FTLN 25235Only that the laws of England may come out of
FTLN 2524 your mouth.
HOLLAND , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2525Mass, ’twill be sore law, then, for he
FTLN 2526 was thrust in the mouth with a spear, and ’tis not
FTLN 2527 whole yet.
SMITH , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 252810Nay, John, it will be stinking law, for
FTLN 2529 his breath stinks with eating toasted cheese.
CADE  FTLN 2530I have thought upon it; it shall be so. Away!
FTLN 2531 Burn all the records of the realm. My mouth shall
FTLN 2532 be the Parliament of England.
HOLLAND , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 253315Then we are like to have biting
FTLN 2534 statutes—unless his teeth be pulled out.
CADE  FTLN 2535And henceforward all things shall be in
FTLN 2536 common.

Enter a Messenger.

MESSENGER  FTLN 2537My lord, a prize, a prize! Here’s the Lord
FTLN 253820 Saye, which sold the towns in France, he that
FTLN 2539 made us pay one-and-twenty fifteens, and one
FTLN 2540 shilling to the pound, the last subsidy.

Enter George with the Lord Saye.

CADE  FTLN 2541Well, he shall be beheaded for it ten times.—Ah,
FTLN 2542 thou say, thou serge, nay, thou buckram lord, now
FTLN 254325 art thou within point-blank of our jurisdiction
FTLN 2544 regal. What canst thou answer to my Majesty for
FTLN 2545 giving up of Normandy unto Monsieur Basimecu,
FTLN 2546 the Dauphin of France? Be it known unto thee by

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 7

FTLN 2547 these presence, even the presence of Lord Mortimer,
FTLN 254830 that I am the besom that must sweep the
FTLN 2549 court clean of such filth as thou art. Thou hast
FTLN 2550 most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm
FTLN 2551 in erecting a grammar school; and whereas,
FTLN 2552 before, our forefathers had no other books but the
FTLN 255335 score and the tally, thou hast caused printing to be
FTLN 2554 used, and, contrary to the King his crown and dignity,
FTLN 2555 thou hast built a paper mill. It will be proved
FTLN 2556 to thy face that thou hast men about thee that usually
FTLN 2557 talk of a noun and a verb and such abominable
FTLN 255840 words as no Christian ear can endure to hear.
FTLN 2559 Thou hast appointed justices of peace to call poor
FTLN 2560 men before them about matters they were not able
FTLN 2561 to answer. Moreover, thou hast put them in prison;
FTLN 2562 and, because they could not read, thou hast
FTLN 256345 hanged them, when indeed only for that cause
FTLN 2564 they have been most worthy to live. Thou dost ride
FTLN 2565 editorial emendationoneditorial emendation a footcloth, dost thou not?
SAYE  FTLN 2566What of that?
CADE  FTLN 2567Marry, thou oughtst not to let thy horse wear a
FTLN 256850 cloak when honester men than thou go in their
FTLN 2569 hose and doublets.
DICK  FTLN 2570And work in their shirt too—as myself, for example,
FTLN 2571 that am a butcher.
SAYE  FTLN 2572You men of Kent—
DICK  FTLN 257355What say you of Kent?
SAYE  FTLN 2574Nothing but this: ’tis bona terra, mala gens.
CADE  FTLN 2575Away with him, away with him! He speaks
FTLN 2576 Latin.
FTLN 2577 Hear me but speak, and bear me where you will.
FTLN 257860 Kent, in the commentaries Caesar writ,
FTLN 2579 Is termed the civil’st place of all this isle.
FTLN 2580 Sweet is the country, because full of riches;
FTLN 2581 The people liberal, valiant, active, wealthy;

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 7

FTLN 2582 Which makes me hope you are not void of pity.
FTLN 258365 I sold not Maine; I lost not Normandy;
FTLN 2584 Yet to recover them would lose my life.
FTLN 2585 Justice with favor have I always done;
FTLN 2586 Prayers and tears have moved me; gifts could never.
FTLN 2587 When have I aught exacted at your hands
FTLN 258870 Kent to maintain, the King, the realm, and you?
FTLN 2589 Large gifts have I bestowed on learnèd clerks,
FTLN 2590 Because my book preferred me to the King.
FTLN 2591 And seeing ignorance is the curse of God,
FTLN 2592 Knowledge the wing wherewith we fly to heaven,
FTLN 259375 Unless you be possessed with devilish spirits,
FTLN 2594 You cannot but forbear to murder me.
FTLN 2595 This tongue hath parleyed unto foreign kings
FTLN 2596 For your behoof—
CADE  FTLN 2597Tut, when struck’st thou one blow in the field?
FTLN 259880 Great men have reaching hands. Oft have I struck
FTLN 2599 Those that I never saw, and struck them dead.
GEORGE  FTLN 2600O monstrous coward! What, to come behind
FTLN 2601 folks?
FTLN 2602 These cheeks are pale for watching for your good.
CADE  FTLN 260385Give him a box o’ th’ ear, and that will make ’em
FTLN 2604 red again.
FTLN 2605 Long sitting to determine poor men’s causes
FTLN 2606 Hath made me full of sickness and diseases.
CADE  FTLN 2607You shall have a hempen editorial emendationcaudle,editorial emendation then, and
FTLN 260890 the help of hatchet.
DICK  FTLN 2609Why dost thou quiver, man?
SAYE  FTLN 2610The palsy, and not fear, provokes me.
CADE  FTLN 2611Nay, he nods at us, as who should say “I’ll be
FTLN 2612 even with you.” I’ll see if his head will stand steadier
FTLN 261395 on a pole, or no. Take him away, and behead
FTLN 2614 him.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 7

FTLN 2615 Tell me, wherein have I offended most?
FTLN 2616 Have I affected wealth or honor? Speak.
FTLN 2617 Are my chests filled up with extorted gold?
FTLN 2618100 Is my apparel sumptuous to behold?
FTLN 2619 Whom have I injured, that you seek my death?
FTLN 2620 These hands are free from guiltless blood-shedding,
FTLN 2621 This breast from harboring foul deceitful thoughts.
FTLN 2622 O, let me live!
CADE  FTLN 2623105I feel remorse in myself with his words, but I’ll
FTLN 2624 bridle it. He shall die, an it be but for pleading so
FTLN 2625 well for his life. Away with him! He has a familiar
FTLN 2626 under his tongue; he speaks not i’ God’s name. Go,
FTLN 2627 take him away, I say, and strike off his head
FTLN 2628110 presently; and then break into his son-in-law’s
FTLN 2629 house, Sir James Cromer, and strike off his head;
FTLN 2630 and bring them both upon two poles hither.
ALL  FTLN 2631It shall be done.
FTLN 2632 Ah, countrymen, if when you make your prayers,
FTLN 2633115 God should be so obdurate as yourselves,
FTLN 2634 How would it fare with your departed souls?
FTLN 2635 And therefore yet relent, and save my life.
CADE  FTLN 2636Away with him, and do as I command you.
editorial emendationSome exit with Lord Saye.editorial emendation
FTLN 2637 The proudest peer in the realm shall not wear a
FTLN 2638120 head on his shoulders unless he pay me tribute.
FTLN 2639 There shall not a maid be married but she shall
FTLN 2640 pay to me her maidenhead ere they have it. Men
FTLN 2641 shall hold of me in capite; and we charge and command
FTLN 2642 that their wives be as free as heart can wish
FTLN 2643125 or tongue can tell.
DICK  FTLN 2644My lord, when shall we go to Cheapside and take
FTLN 2645 up commodities upon our bills?
CADE  FTLN 2646Marry, presently.
ALL  FTLN 2647O, brave!

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 8

Enter one with the heads editorial emendationof Lord Saye and Sir James
Cromer on poles.editorial emendation

CADE  FTLN 2648130But is not this braver? Let them kiss one another,
FTLN 2649 for they loved well when they were alive.  editorial emendationThe
 heads are brought together.editorial emendation 
FTLN 2650Now part them again,
FTLN 2651 lest they consult about the giving up of some more
FTLN 2652 towns in France. Soldiers, defer the spoil of the
FTLN 2653135 city until night, for, with these borne before us
FTLN 2654 instead of maces, will we ride through the streets
FTLN 2655 and at every corner have them kiss. Away!
He exits editorial emendationwith his company.editorial emendation

editorial emendationScene 8editorial emendation
Alarum, and retreat. Enter again Cade and
all his rabblement.

CADE  FTLN 2656Up Fish Street! Down Saint Magnus’ Corner!
FTLN 2657 Kill and knock down! Throw them into Thames!
Sound a parley.
FTLN 2658 What noise is this I hear? Dare any be so bold to
FTLN 2659 sound retreat or parley when I command them
FTLN 26605 kill?

Enter Buckingham and old Clifford editorial emendationwith Attendants.editorial emendation

FTLN 2661 Ay, here they be that dare and will disturb thee.
FTLN 2662 Know, Cade, we come ambassadors from the King
FTLN 2663 Unto the Commons, whom thou hast misled,
FTLN 2664 And here pronounce free pardon to them all
FTLN 266510 That will forsake thee and go home in peace.
FTLN 2666 What say you, countrymen? Will you relent
FTLN 2667 And yield to mercy whil’st ’tis offered you,
FTLN 2668 Or let a rabble lead you to your deaths?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 8

FTLN 2669 Who loves the King and will embrace his pardon,
FTLN 267015 Fling up his cap and say “God save his Majesty!”
FTLN 2671 Who hateth him and honors not his father,
FTLN 2672 Henry the Fifth, that made all France to quake,
FTLN 2673 Shake he his weapon at us and pass by.
ALL  FTLN 2674God save the King! God save the King!
editorial emendationThey fling their caps in the air.editorial emendation
CADE  FTLN 267520What, Buckingham and Clifford, are you so
FTLN 2676 brave?—And, you base peasants, do you believe
FTLN 2677 him? Will you needs be hanged with your pardons
FTLN 2678 about your necks? Hath my sword therefore broke
FTLN 2679 through London gates, that you should leave me at
FTLN 268025 the White Hart in Southwark? I thought you
FTLN 2681 would never have given out these arms till you had
FTLN 2682 recovered your ancient freedom. But you are all
FTLN 2683 recreants and dastards, and delight to live in slavery
FTLN 2684 to the nobility. Let them break your backs with
FTLN 268530 burdens, take your houses over your heads, ravish
FTLN 2686 your wives and daughters before your faces. For
FTLN 2687 me, I will make shift for one, and so God’s curse
FTLN 2688 light upon you all!
ALL  FTLN 2689We’ll follow Cade! We’ll follow Cade!
CLIFFORD  FTLN 269035Is Cade the son of Henry the Fifth,
FTLN 2691 That thus you do exclaim you’ll go with him?
FTLN 2692 Will he conduct you through the heart of France
FTLN 2693 And make the meanest of you earls and dukes?
FTLN 2694 Alas, he hath no home, no place to fly to,
FTLN 269540 Nor knows he how to live but by the spoil,
FTLN 2696 Unless by robbing of your friends and us.
FTLN 2697 Were ’t not a shame that, whilst you live at jar,
FTLN 2698 The fearful French, whom you late vanquishèd,
FTLN 2699 Should make a start o’er seas and vanquish you?
FTLN 270045 Methinks already in this civil broil
FTLN 2701 I see them lording it in London streets,
FTLN 2702 Crying “Villiago!” unto all they meet.
FTLN 2703 Better ten thousand baseborn Cades miscarry

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ACT 4. SC. 9

FTLN 2704 Than you should stoop unto a Frenchman’s mercy.
FTLN 270550 To France, to France, and get what you have lost!
FTLN 2706 Spare England, for it is your native coast.
FTLN 2707 Henry hath money; you are strong and manly.
FTLN 2708 God on our side, doubt not of victory.
FTLN 2709 À Clifford! À Clifford! We’ll follow the King and
FTLN 271055 Clifford!
CADE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 2711Was ever feather so lightly blown to and
FTLN 2712 fro as this multitude? The name of Henry the Fifth
FTLN 2713 hales them to an hundred mischiefs and makes
FTLN 2714 them leave me desolate. I see them lay their heads
FTLN 271560 together to surprise me. My sword make way for
FTLN 2716 me, for here is no staying!—In despite of the devils
FTLN 2717 and hell, have through the very middest of you!
FTLN 2718 And heavens and honor be witness that no want of
FTLN 2719 resolution in me, but only my followers’ base and
FTLN 272065 ignominious treasons, makes me betake me to my
FTLN 2721 heels. He exits, editorial emendationrunning.editorial emendation
FTLN 2722 What, is he fled? Go, some, and follow him;
FTLN 2723 And he that brings his head unto the King
FTLN 2724 Shall have a thousand crowns for his reward.
Some of them exit.
FTLN 272570 Follow me, soldiers. We’ll devise a means
FTLN 2726 To reconcile you all unto the King.
All exit.

editorial emendationScene 9editorial emendation
Sound trumpets. Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Queen editorial emendationMargaret,editorial emendation
and Somerset on the terrace, editorial emendationaloft.editorial emendation

FTLN 2727 Was ever king that joyed an earthly throne
FTLN 2728 And could command no more content than I?
Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 9

FTLN 2729 No sooner was I crept out of my cradle
FTLN 2730 But I was made a king at nine months old.
FTLN 27315 Was never subject longed to be a king
FTLN 2732 As I do long and wish to be a subject!

Enter Buckingham and editorial emendationoldeditorial emendation Clifford.

FTLN 2733 Health and glad tidings to your Majesty!
FTLN 2734 Why, Buckingham, is the traitor Cade surprised,
FTLN 2735 Or is he but retired to make him strong?

Enter editorial emendationbeloweditorial emendation multitudes with halters about their necks.

FTLN 273610 He is fled, my lord, and all his powers do yield
FTLN 2737 And, humbly thus, with halters on their necks,
FTLN 2738 Expect your Highness’ doom of life or death.
FTLN 2739 Then, heaven, set ope thy everlasting gates
FTLN 2740 To entertain my vows of thanks and praise!
FTLN 274115 Soldiers, this day have you redeemed your lives
FTLN 2742 And showed how well you love your prince and
FTLN 2743 country.
FTLN 2744 Continue still in this so good a mind,
FTLN 2745 And Henry, though he be infortunate,
FTLN 274620 Assure yourselves, will never be unkind.
FTLN 2747 And so with thanks and pardon to you all,
FTLN 2748 I do dismiss you to your several countries.
ALL  FTLN 2749God save the King! God save the King!
editorial emendationThe multitudes exit.editorial emendation

Enter a Messenger.

FTLN 2750 Please it your Grace to be advertisèd
FTLN 275125 The Duke of York is newly come from Ireland
FTLN 2752 And, with a puissant and a mighty power

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ACT 4. SC. 9

FTLN 2753 Of gallowglasses and stout kerns,
FTLN 2754 Is marching hitherward in proud array,
FTLN 2755 And still proclaimeth, as he comes along,
FTLN 275630 His arms are only to remove from thee
FTLN 2757 The Duke of Somerset, whom he terms a traitor.
FTLN 2758 Thus stands my state, ’twixt Cade and York
FTLN 2759 distressed,
FTLN 2760 Like to a ship that, having scaped a tempest,
FTLN 276135 Is straightway editorial emendationcalmededitorial emendation and boarded with a pirate.
FTLN 2762 But now is Cade driven back, his men dispersed,
FTLN 2763 And now is York in arms to second him.
FTLN 2764 I pray thee, Buckingham, go and meet him,
FTLN 2765 And ask him what’s the reason of these arms.
FTLN 276640 Tell him I’ll send Duke Edmund to the Tower.—
FTLN 2767 And, Somerset, we will commit thee thither
FTLN 2768 Until his army be dismissed from him.
SOMERSET  FTLN 2769My lord,
FTLN 2770 I’ll yield myself to prison willingly,
FTLN 277145 Or unto death, to do my country good.
KING HENRY , editorial emendationto Buckinghameditorial emendation 
FTLN 2772 In any case, be not too rough in terms,
FTLN 2773 For he is fierce and cannot brook hard language.
FTLN 2774 I will, my lord, and doubt not so to deal
FTLN 2775 As all things shall redound unto your good.
FTLN 277650 Come, wife, let’s in, and learn to govern better,
FTLN 2777 For yet may England curse my wretched reign.
Flourish. They exit.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 10

editorial emendationScene 10editorial emendation
Enter Cade.

CADE  FTLN 2778Fie on ambitions! Fie on myself, that have a
FTLN 2779 sword and yet am ready to famish! These five days
FTLN 2780 have I hid me in these woods and durst not peep
FTLN 2781 out, for all the country is laid for me. But now am
FTLN 27825 I so hungry that, if I might have a lease of my life
FTLN 2783 for a thousand years, I could stay no longer.
FTLN 2784 Wherefore, editorial emendationo’ereditorial emendation a brick wall have I climbed into
FTLN 2785 this garden, to see if I can eat grass, or pick a sallet
FTLN 2786 another while, which is not amiss to cool a man’s
FTLN 278710 stomach this hot weather. And I think this word
FTLN 2788 sallet was born to do me good; for many a time,
FTLN 2789 but for a sallet, my brainpan had been cleft with a
FTLN 2790 brown bill; and many a time, when I have been dry
FTLN 2791 and bravely marching, it hath served me instead of
FTLN 279215 a quart pot to drink in; and now the word sallet
FTLN 2793 must serve me to feed on.

Enter Iden editorial emendationand his Men.editorial emendation

FTLN 2794 Lord, who would live turmoilèd in the court
FTLN 2795 And may enjoy such quiet walks as these?
FTLN 2796 This small inheritance my father left me
FTLN 279720 Contenteth me, and worth a monarchy.
FTLN 2798 I seek not to wax great by others’ editorial emendationwaning,editorial emendation
FTLN 2799 Or gather wealth, I care not with what envy.
FTLN 2800 Sufficeth that I have maintains my state
FTLN 2801 And sends the poor well pleasèd from my gate.
CADE , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation  FTLN 280225Here’s the lord of the soil come to seize
FTLN 2803 me for a stray, for entering his fee-simple without
FTLN 2804 leave.—Ah, villain, thou wilt betray me and get a
FTLN 2805 thousand crowns of the King by carrying my head
FTLN 2806 to him; but I’ll make thee eat iron like an ostrich

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 10

FTLN 280730 and swallow my sword like a great pin, ere thou
FTLN 2808 and I part. editorial emendationHe draws his sword.editorial emendation
FTLN 2809 Why, rude companion, whatsoe’er thou be,
FTLN 2810 I know thee not. Why, then, should I betray thee?
FTLN 2811 Is ’t not enough to break into my garden
FTLN 281235 And, like a thief, to come to rob my grounds,
FTLN 2813 Climbing my walls in spite of me the owner,
FTLN 2814 But thou wilt brave me with these saucy terms?
CADE  FTLN 2815Brave thee? Ay, by the best blood that ever was
FTLN 2816 broached, and beard thee too. Look on me well: I
FTLN 281740 have eat no meat these five days, yet come thou
FTLN 2818 and thy five men, and if I do not leave you all as
FTLN 2819 dead as a doornail, I pray God I may never eat
FTLN 2820 grass more.
FTLN 2821 Nay, it shall ne’er be said, while England stands,
FTLN 282245 That Alexander Iden, an esquire of Kent,
FTLN 2823 Took odds to combat a poor famished man.
FTLN 2824 Oppose thy steadfast gazing eyes to mine;
FTLN 2825 See if thou canst outface me with thy looks.
FTLN 2826 Set limb to limb, and thou art far the lesser;
FTLN 282750 Thy hand is but a finger to my fist,
FTLN 2828 Thy leg a stick comparèd with this truncheon.
FTLN 2829 My foot shall fight with all the strength thou hast;
FTLN 2830 And if mine arm be heavèd in the air,
FTLN 2831 Thy grave is digged already in the earth.
FTLN 283255 As for words, whose greatness answers words,
FTLN 2833 Let this my sword report what speech forbears.
editorial emendationHe draws his sword.editorial emendation
CADE  FTLN 2834By my valor, the most complete champion that
FTLN 2835 ever I heard! Steel, if thou turn the edge or cut not
FTLN 2836 out the burly-boned clown in chines of beef ere
FTLN 283760 thou sleep in thy sheath, I beseech editorial emendationGodeditorial emendation on my
FTLN 2838 knees thou mayst be turned to hobnails.
(Here they fight, editorial emendationand Cade falls.editorial emendation)

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 4. SC. 10

FTLN 2839 O, I am slain! Famine, and no other, hath slain me.
FTLN 2840 Let ten thousand devils come against me, and give
FTLN 2841 me but the ten meals I have lost, and I’d defy them
FTLN 284265 all. Wither, garden, and be henceforth a burying
FTLN 2843 place to all that do dwell in this house, because the
FTLN 2844 unconquered soul of Cade is fled.
FTLN 2845 Is ’t Cade that I have slain, that monstrous traitor?
FTLN 2846 Sword, I will hallow thee for this thy deed,
FTLN 284770 And hang thee o’er my tomb when I am dead.
FTLN 2848 Ne’er shall this blood be wipèd from thy point,
FTLN 2849 But thou shalt wear it as a herald’s coat
FTLN 2850 To emblaze the honor that thy master got.
CADE  FTLN 2851Iden, farewell, and be proud of thy victory. Tell
FTLN 285275 Kent from me she hath lost her best man, and
FTLN 2853 exhort all the world to be cowards; for I, that never
FTLN 2854 feared any, am vanquished by famine, not by valor.
FTLN 2855 How much thou wrong’st me, heaven be my judge!
FTLN 2856 Die, damnèd wretch, the curse of her that bare thee!
FTLN 285780 And as I thrust thy body in with my sword,
FTLN 2858 So wish I, I might thrust thy soul to hell.
FTLN 2859 Hence will I drag thee headlong by the heels
FTLN 2860 Unto a dunghill, which shall be thy grave,
FTLN 2861 And there cut off thy most ungracious head,
FTLN 286285 Which I will bear in triumph to the King,
FTLN 2863 Leaving thy trunk for crows to feed upon.
He exits editorial emendationwith his Men, dragging Cade’s body.editorial emendation

editorial emendationACT 5editorial emendation
editorial emendationScene 1editorial emendation
Enter York, editorial emendationwearing the white rose,editorial emendation and his army of
Irish, with editorial emendationAttendants,editorial emendation Drum and Colors.

FTLN 2864 From Ireland thus comes York to claim his right
FTLN 2865 And pluck the crown from feeble Henry’s head.
FTLN 2866 Ring, bells, aloud! Burn, bonfires, clear and bright
FTLN 2867 To entertain great England’s lawful king!
FTLN 28685 Ah, sancta maiestas, who would not buy thee dear?
FTLN 2869 Let them obey that knows not how to rule.
FTLN 2870 This hand was made to handle naught but gold.
FTLN 2871 I cannot give due action to my words
FTLN 2872 Except a sword or scepter balance it.
FTLN 287310 A scepter shall it have, have I a soul,
FTLN 2874 On which I’ll toss the fleur-de-luce of France.

Enter Buckingham, editorial emendationwearing the red rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 2875  editorial emendationAside.editorial emendation Whom have we here? Buckingham, to
FTLN 2876 disturb me?
FTLN 2877 The King hath sent him, sure. I must dissemble.
FTLN 287815 York, if thou meanest well, I greet thee well.
FTLN 2879 Humphrey of Buckingham, I accept thy greeting.
FTLN 2880 Art thou a messenger, or come of pleasure?

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 2881 A messenger from Henry, our dread liege,
FTLN 2882 To know the reason of these arms in peace;
FTLN 288320 Or why thou, being a subject as I am,
FTLN 2884 Against thy oath and true allegiance sworn,
FTLN 2885 Should raise so great a power without his leave,
FTLN 2886 Or dare to bring thy force so near the court.
YORK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2887 Scarce can I speak, my choler is so great.
FTLN 288825 O, I could hew up rocks and fight with flint,
FTLN 2889 I am so angry at these abject terms!
FTLN 2890 And now, like Ajax Telamonius,
FTLN 2891 On sheep or oxen could I spend my fury.
FTLN 2892 I am far better born than is the King,
FTLN 289330 More like a king, more kingly in my thoughts.
FTLN 2894 But I must make fair weather yet awhile,
FTLN 2895 Till Henry be more weak and I more strong.—
FTLN 2896 Buckingham, I prithee, pardon me,
FTLN 2897 That I have given no answer all this while.
FTLN 289835 My mind was troubled with deep melancholy.
FTLN 2899 The cause why I have brought this army hither
FTLN 2900 Is to remove proud Somerset from the King,
FTLN 2901 Seditious to his Grace and to the state.
FTLN 2902 That is too much presumption on thy part.
FTLN 290340 But if thy arms be to no other end,
FTLN 2904 The King hath yielded unto thy demand:
FTLN 2905 The Duke of Somerset is in the Tower.
FTLN 2906 Upon thine honor, is he prisoner?
FTLN 2907 Upon mine honor, he is prisoner.
FTLN 290845 Then, Buckingham, I do dismiss my powers.—
FTLN 2909 Soldiers, I thank you all. Disperse yourselves.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 2910 Meet me tomorrow in Saint George’s field;
FTLN 2911 You shall have pay and everything you wish.
editorial emendationSoldiers exit.editorial emendation
FTLN 2912 And let my sovereign, virtuous Henry,
FTLN 291350 Command my eldest son, nay, all my sons,
FTLN 2914 As pledges of my fealty and love;
FTLN 2915 I’ll send them all as willing as I live.
FTLN 2916 Lands, goods, horse, armor, anything I have
FTLN 2917 Is his to use, so Somerset may die.
FTLN 291855 York, I commend this kind submission.
FTLN 2919 We twain will go into his Highness’ tent.
editorial emendationThey walk arm in arm.editorial emendation

Enter King editorial emendationHenryeditorial emendation and Attendants.

FTLN 2920 Buckingham, doth York intend no harm to us
FTLN 2921 That thus he marcheth with thee arm in arm?
FTLN 2922 In all submission and humility
FTLN 292360 York doth present himself unto your Highness.
FTLN 2924 Then what intends these forces thou dost bring?
FTLN 2925 To heave the traitor Somerset from hence
FTLN 2926 And fight against that monstrous rebel Cade,
FTLN 2927 Who since I heard to be discomfited.

Enter Iden, with Cade’s head.

FTLN 292865 If one so rude and of so mean condition
FTLN 2929 May pass into the presence of a king,
FTLN 2930 Lo, I present your Grace a traitor’s head,
FTLN 2931 The head of Cade, whom I in combat slew.
FTLN 2932 The head of Cade? Great God, how just art Thou!

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 293370 O, let me view his visage, being dead,
FTLN 2934 That living wrought me such exceeding trouble.
FTLN 2935 Tell me, my friend, art thou the man that slew him?
IDEN  FTLN 2936I was, an ’t like your Majesty.
FTLN 2937 How art thou called? And what is thy degree?
FTLN 293875 Alexander Iden, that’s my name,
FTLN 2939 A poor esquire of Kent that loves his king.
FTLN 2940 So please it you, my lord, ’twere not amiss
FTLN 2941 He were created knight for his good service.
FTLN 2942 Iden, kneel down.  editorial emendationHe kneels.editorial emendation Rise up a knight.  editorial emendationHe
 rises.editorial emendation

FTLN 294380 We give thee for reward a thousand marks,
FTLN 2944 And will that thou henceforth attend on us.
FTLN 2945 May Iden live to merit such a bounty,
FTLN 2946 And never live but true unto his liege!

Enter Queen editorial emendationMargareteditorial emendation and Somerset,
editorial emendationwearing the red rose.editorial emendation

KING HENRY , editorial emendationaside to Buckinghameditorial emendation 
FTLN 2947 See, Buckingham, Somerset comes with th’ Queen.
FTLN 294885 Go bid her hide him quickly from the Duke.
editorial emendationBuckingham whispers to the Queen.editorial emendation
FTLN 2949 For thousand Yorks he shall not hide his head,
FTLN 2950 But boldly stand and front him to his face.
YORK , editorial emendationasideeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2951 How now? Is Somerset at liberty?
FTLN 2952 Then, York, unloose thy long-imprisoned thoughts,
FTLN 295390 And let thy tongue be equal with thy heart.
FTLN 2954 Shall I endure the sight of Somerset?—
FTLN 2955 False king, why hast thou broken faith with me,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 2956 Knowing how hardly I can brook abuse?
FTLN 2957 “King” did I call thee? No, thou art not king,
FTLN 295895 Not fit to govern and rule multitudes,
FTLN 2959 Which dar’st not—no, nor canst not—rule a traitor.
FTLN 2960 That head of thine doth not become a crown;
FTLN 2961 Thy hand is made to grasp a palmer’s staff,
FTLN 2962 And not to grace an awful princely scepter.
FTLN 2963100 That gold must round engirt these brows of mine,
FTLN 2964 Whose smile and frown, like to Achilles’ spear,
FTLN 2965 Is able with the change to kill and cure.
FTLN 2966 Here is a hand to hold a scepter up
FTLN 2967 And with the same to act controlling laws.
FTLN 2968105 Give place. By heaven, thou shalt rule no more
FTLN 2969 O’er him whom heaven created for thy ruler.
FTLN 2970 O monstrous traitor! I arrest thee, York,
FTLN 2971 Of capital treason ’gainst the King and crown.
FTLN 2972 Obey, audacious traitor. Kneel for grace.
FTLN 2973110 Wouldst have me kneel? First let me ask of editorial emendationtheseeditorial emendation
FTLN 2974 If they can brook I bow a knee to man.
FTLN 2975  editorial emendationTo an Attendant.editorial emendation Sirrah, call in my editorial emendationsonseditorial emendation to be my
FTLN 2976 bail. editorial emendationAttendant exits.editorial emendation
FTLN 2977 I know, ere they will have me go to ward,
FTLN 2978115 They’ll pawn their swords editorial emendationforeditorial emendation my enfranchisement.
QUEEN MARGARET , editorial emendationto Buckinghameditorial emendation 
FTLN 2979 Call hither Clifford; bid him come amain,
FTLN 2980 To say if that the bastard boys of York
FTLN 2981 Shall be the surety for their traitor father.
editorial emendationBuckingham exits.editorial emendation
YORK , editorial emendationto Queen Margareteditorial emendation 
FTLN 2982 O, blood-bespotted Neapolitan,
FTLN 2983120 Outcast of Naples, England’s bloody scourge!
FTLN 2984 The sons of York, thy betters in their birth,
FTLN 2985 Shall be their father’s bail, and bane to those
FTLN 2986 That for my surety will refuse the boys.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

Enter editorial emendationYork’s sonseditorial emendation Edward and Richard,
editorial emendationwearing the white rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 2987 See where they come; I’ll warrant they’ll make it
FTLN 2988125 good.

Enter editorial emendationoldeditorial emendation Clifford editorial emendationand his Son, wearing the red rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 2989 And here comes Clifford to deny their bail.
CLIFFORD , editorial emendationkneeling before King Henryeditorial emendation 
FTLN 2990 Health and all happiness to my lord the King.
editorial emendationHe rises.editorial emendation
FTLN 2991 I thank thee, Clifford. Say, what news with thee?
FTLN 2992 Nay, do not fright us with an angry look.
FTLN 2993130 We are thy sovereign, Clifford; kneel again.
FTLN 2994 For thy mistaking so, we pardon thee.
FTLN 2995 This is my king, York; I do not mistake,
FTLN 2996 But thou mistakes me much to think I do.—
FTLN 2997 To Bedlam with him! Is the man grown mad?
FTLN 2998135 Ay, Clifford, a bedlam and ambitious humor
FTLN 2999 Makes him oppose himself against his king.
FTLN 3000 He is a traitor. Let him to the Tower,
FTLN 3001 And chop away that factious pate of his.
FTLN 3002 He is arrested, but will not obey.
FTLN 3003140 His sons, he says, shall give their words for him.
YORK  FTLN 3004Will you not, sons?
FTLN 3005 Ay, noble father, if our words will serve.
FTLN 3006 And if words will not, then our weapons shall.
FTLN 3007 Why, what a brood of traitors have we here!

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 3008145 Look in a glass, and call thy image so.
FTLN 3009 I am thy king and thou a false-heart traitor.
FTLN 3010 Call hither to the stake my two brave bears,
FTLN 3011 That, with the very shaking of their chains,
FTLN 3012 They may astonish these fell-lurking curs.
FTLN 3013150  editorial emendationTo an Attendant.editorial emendation Bid Salisbury and Warwick come
FTLN 3014 to me. editorial emendationAttendant exits.editorial emendation

Enter the Earls of Warwick and Salisbury, editorial emendationwearing the
white rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 3015 Are these thy bears? We’ll bait thy bears to death
FTLN 3016 And manacle the bearherd in their chains,
FTLN 3017 If thou dar’st bring them to the baiting place.
FTLN 3018155 Oft have I seen a hot o’erweening cur
FTLN 3019 Run back and bite because he was withheld,
FTLN 3020 Who, being suffered with the bear’s fell paw,
FTLN 3021 Hath clapped his tail between his legs and cried;
FTLN 3022 And such a piece of service will you do
FTLN 3023160 If you oppose yourselves to match Lord Warwick.
FTLN 3024 Hence, heap of wrath, foul indigested lump,
FTLN 3025 As crooked in thy manners as thy shape!
FTLN 3026 Nay, we shall heat you thoroughly anon.
FTLN 3027 Take heed, lest by your heat you burn yourselves.
FTLN 3028165 Why, Warwick, hath thy knee forgot to bow?—
FTLN 3029 Old Salisbury, shame to thy silver hair,
FTLN 3030 Thou mad misleader of thy brainsick son!
FTLN 3031 What, wilt thou on thy deathbed play the ruffian
FTLN 3032 And seek for sorrow with thy spectacles?
FTLN 3033170 O, where is faith? O, where is loyalty?
Henry VI, Part 2

FTLN 3034 If it be banished from the frosty head,
FTLN 3035 Where shall it find a harbor in the earth?
FTLN 3036 Wilt thou go dig a grave to find out war,
FTLN 3037 And shame thine honorable age with blood?
FTLN 3038175 Why art thou old and want’st experience?
FTLN 3039 Or wherefore dost abuse it, if thou hast it?
FTLN 3040 For shame! In duty bend thy knee to me
FTLN 3041 That bows unto the grave with mickle age.
FTLN 3042 My lord, I have considered with myself
FTLN 3043180 The title of this most renownèd duke,
FTLN 3044 And in my conscience do repute his Grace
FTLN 3045 The rightful heir to England’s royal seat.
FTLN 3046 Hast thou not sworn allegiance unto me?
FTLN 3048185 Canst thou dispense with heaven for such an oath?
FTLN 3049 It is great sin to swear unto a sin,
FTLN 3050 But greater sin to keep a sinful oath.
FTLN 3051 Who can be bound by any solemn vow
FTLN 3052 To do a murd’rous deed, to rob a man,
FTLN 3053190 To force a spotless virgin’s chastity,
FTLN 3054 To reave the orphan of his patrimony,
FTLN 3055 To wring the widow from her customed right,
FTLN 3056 And have no other reason for this wrong
FTLN 3057 But that he was bound by a solemn oath?
FTLN 3058195 A subtle traitor needs no sophister.
KING HENRY , editorial emendationto an Attendanteditorial emendation 
FTLN 3059 Call Buckingham, and bid him arm himself.
editorial emendationAttendant exits.editorial emendation
YORK , editorial emendationto King Henryeditorial emendation 
FTLN 3060 Call Buckingham and all the friends thou hast,
FTLN 3061 I am resolved for death editorial emendationoreditorial emendation dignity.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 1

FTLN 3062 The first, I warrant thee, if dreams prove true.
FTLN 3063200 You were best to go to bed and dream again,
FTLN 3064 To keep thee from the tempest of the field.
FTLN 3065 I am resolved to bear a greater storm
FTLN 3066 Than any thou canst conjure up today;
FTLN 3067 And that I’ll write upon thy burgonet,
FTLN 3068205 Might I but know thee by thy editorial emendationhouse’seditorial emendation badge.
FTLN 3069 Now, by my father’s badge, old Neville’s crest,
FTLN 3070 The rampant bear chained to the ragged staff,
FTLN 3071 This day I’ll wear aloft my burgonet—
FTLN 3072 As on a mountaintop the cedar shows
FTLN 3073210 That keeps his leaves in spite of any storm—
FTLN 3074 Even to affright thee with the view thereof.
FTLN 3075 And from thy burgonet I’ll rend thy bear
FTLN 3076 And tread it under foot with all contempt,
FTLN 3077 Despite the bearherd that protects the bear.
FTLN 3078215 And so to arms, victorious father,
FTLN 3079 To quell the rebels and their complices.
FTLN 3080 Fie! Charity, for shame! Speak not in spite,
FTLN 3081 For you shall sup with Jesu Christ tonight.
FTLN 3082 Foul stigmatic, that’s more than thou canst tell!
FTLN 3083220 If not in heaven, you’ll surely sup in hell.
editorial emendationThey exit separately.editorial emendation

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 2

editorial emendationScene 2editorial emendation
editorial emendationThe sign of the Castle Inn is displayed. Alarms.editorial emendation
Enter Warwick, editorial emendationwearing the white rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 3084 Clifford of Cumberland, ’tis Warwick calls!
FTLN 3085 An if thou dost not hide thee from the bear,
FTLN 3086 Now, when the angry trumpet sounds alarum
FTLN 3087 And dead men’s cries do fill the empty air,
FTLN 30885 Clifford, I say, come forth and fight with me;
FTLN 3089 Proud northern lord, Clifford of Cumberland,
FTLN 3090 Warwick is hoarse with calling thee to arms.

Enter York, editorial emendationwearing the white rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 3091 How now, my noble lord? What, all afoot?
FTLN 3092 The deadly-handed Clifford slew my steed,
FTLN 309310 But match to match I have encountered him
FTLN 3094 And made a prey for carrion kites and crows
FTLN 3095 Even of the bonny beast he loved so well.

Enter editorial emendationoldeditorial emendation Clifford, editorial emendationwearing the red rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 3096 Of one or both of us the time is come.
FTLN 3097 Hold, Warwick! Seek thee out some other chase,
FTLN 309815 For I myself must hunt this deer to death.
FTLN 3099 Then, nobly, York! ’Tis for a crown thou fight’st.—
FTLN 3100 As I intend, Clifford, to thrive today,
FTLN 3101 It grieves my soul to leave thee unassailed.
Warwick exits.
FTLN 3102 What seest thou in me, York? Why dost thou pause?
FTLN 310320 With thy brave bearing should I be in love,
FTLN 3104 But that thou art so fast mine enemy.

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 3105 Nor should thy prowess want praise and esteem,
FTLN 3106 But that ’tis shown ignobly and in treason.
FTLN 3107 So let it help me now against thy sword
FTLN 310825 As I in justice and true right express it!
FTLN 3109 My soul and body on the action both!
FTLN 3110 A dreadful lay! Address thee instantly.
editorial emendationThey fight and Clifford falls.editorial emendation
FTLN 3111 La fin courrone les oeuvres. editorial emendationHe dies.editorial emendation
FTLN 3112 Thus war hath given thee peace, for thou art still.
FTLN 311330 Peace with his soul, heaven, if it be thy will!
editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

Enter young Clifford, editorial emendationwearing the red rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 3114 Shame and confusion! All is on the rout.
FTLN 3115 Fear frames disorder, and disorder wounds
FTLN 3116 Where it should guard. O war, thou son of hell,
FTLN 3117 Whom angry heavens do make their minister,
FTLN 311835 Throw in the frozen bosoms of our part
FTLN 3119 Hot coals of vengeance! Let no soldier fly.
FTLN 3120 He that is truly dedicate to war
FTLN 3121 Hath no self-love; nor he that loves himself
FTLN 3122 Hath not essentially, but by circumstance,
FTLN 312340 The name of valor.  editorial emendationHe sees his father, lying dead.editorial emendation O,
FTLN 3124 let the vile world end
FTLN 3125 And the premised flames of the last day
FTLN 3126 Knit Earth and heaven together!
FTLN 3127 Now let the general trumpet blow his blast,
FTLN 312845 Particularities and petty sounds
FTLN 3129 To cease! Wast thou ordained, dear father,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 2

FTLN 3130 To lose thy youth in peace, and to achieve
FTLN 3131 The silver livery of advisèd age,
FTLN 3132 And, in thy reverence and thy chair-days, thus
FTLN 313350 To die in ruffian battle? Even at this sight
FTLN 3134 My heart is turned to stone, and while ’tis mine,
FTLN 3135 It shall be stony. York not our old men spares;
FTLN 3136 No more will I their babes. Tears virginal
FTLN 3137 Shall be to me even as the dew to fire;
FTLN 313855 And beauty, that the tyrant oft reclaims,
FTLN 3139 Shall to my flaming wrath be oil and flax.
FTLN 3140 Henceforth I will not have to do with pity.
FTLN 3141 Meet I an infant of the house of York,
FTLN 3142 Into as many gobbets will I cut it
FTLN 314360 As wild Medea young Absyrtis did.
FTLN 3144 In cruelty will I seek out my fame.
editorial emendationHe takes his father’s body onto his back.editorial emendation
FTLN 3145 Come, thou new ruin of old Clifford’s house;
FTLN 3146 As did Aeneas old Anchises bear,
FTLN 3147 So bear I thee upon my manly shoulders.
FTLN 314865 But then Aeneas bare a living load,
FTLN 3149 Nothing so heavy as these woes of mine. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

Enter Richard, editorial emendationwearing the white rose,editorial emendation and Somerset,
editorial emendationwearing the red rose,editorial emendation to fight.

editorial emendationRichard kills Somerset under the sign of Castle Inn.editorial emendation
RICHARD  FTLN 3150So lie thou there.
FTLN 3151 For underneath an alehouse’ paltry sign,
FTLN 3152 The Castle in Saint Albans, Somerset
FTLN 315370 Hath made the wizard famous in his death.
FTLN 3154 Sword, hold thy temper! Heart, be wrathful still!
FTLN 3155 Priests pray for enemies, but princes kill. editorial emendationHe exits.editorial emendation

Fight. Excursions. Enter King editorial emendationHenry,editorial emendation Queen
editorial emendationMargaret, both wearing the red rose,editorial emendation and Others.

FTLN 3156 Away, my lord! You are slow. For shame, away!

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 3

FTLN 3157 Can we outrun the heavens? Good Margaret, stay!
FTLN 315875 What are you made of? You’ll nor fight nor fly.
FTLN 3159 Now is it manhood, wisdom, and defense
FTLN 3160 To give the enemy way, and to secure us
FTLN 3161 By what we can, which can no more but fly.
Alarum afar off.
FTLN 3162 If you be ta’en, we then should see the bottom
FTLN 316380 Of all our fortunes; but if we haply scape,
FTLN 3164 As well we may—if not through your neglect—
FTLN 3165 We shall to London get, where you are loved
FTLN 3166 And where this breach now in our fortunes made
FTLN 3167 May readily be stopped.

Enter editorial emendationYoungeditorial emendation Clifford, editorial emendationwearing the red rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 316885 But that my heart’s on future mischief set,
FTLN 3169 I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly;
FTLN 3170 But fly you must. Uncurable discomfit
FTLN 3171 Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts.
FTLN 3172 Away, for your relief! And we will live
FTLN 317390 To see their day and them our fortune give.
FTLN 3174 Away, my lord, away!
They exit.

editorial emendationScene 3editorial emendation
Alarum. Retreat. Enter York, editorial emendationEdward,editorial emendation Richard,
Warwick, and Soldiers, editorial emendationall wearing the white rose,editorial emendation
with Drum and Colors.

FTLN 3175 Of Salisbury, who can report of him,
FTLN 3176 That winter lion, who in rage forgets
FTLN 3177 Agèd contusions and all brush of time,
FTLN 3178 And, like a gallant in the brow of youth,

Henry VI, Part 2
ACT 5. SC. 3

FTLN 31795 Repairs him with occasion? This happy day
FTLN 3180 Is not itself, nor have we won one foot,
FTLN 3181 If Salisbury be lost.
RICHARD  FTLN 3182 My noble father,
FTLN 3183 Three times today I holp him to his horse,
FTLN 318410 Three times bestrid him. Thrice I led him off,
FTLN 3185 Persuaded him from any further act;
FTLN 3186 But still, where danger was, still there I met him,
FTLN 3187 And, like rich hangings in a homely house,
FTLN 3188 So was his will in his old feeble body.
FTLN 318915 But, noble as he is, look where he comes.

Enter Salisbury, editorial emendationwearing the white rose.editorial emendation

FTLN 3190 Now, by my sword, well hast thou fought today!
FTLN 3191 By th’ Mass, so did we all. I thank you, Richard.
FTLN 3192 God knows how long it is I have to live,
FTLN 3193 And it hath pleased Him that three times today
FTLN 319420 You have defended me from imminent death.
FTLN 3195 Well, lords, we have not got that which we have;
FTLN 3196 ’Tis not enough our foes are this time fled,
FTLN 3197 Being opposites of such repairing nature.
FTLN 3198 I know our safety is to follow them;
FTLN 319925 For, as I hear, the King is fled to London
FTLN 3200 To call a present court of Parliament.
FTLN 3201 Let us pursue him ere the writs go forth.—
FTLN 3202 What says Lord Warwick? Shall we after them?
FTLN 3203 After them? Nay, before them, if we can.
FTLN 320430 Now, by my hand, lords, ’twas a glorious day.
FTLN 3205 Saint Albans battle won by famous York
FTLN 3206 Shall be eternized in all age to come.—
FTLN 3207 Sound drum and trumpets, and to London all;
FTLN 3208 And more such days as these to us befall!
editorial emendationFlourish.editorial emendation They exit.