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SECOND PART OF
KING HENRY THE SIXTH.
SCENE I. London. A Room of State in the Palace.
Flourish of trumpets ; then hautboys. Enter, on one side,
King HENRY, DUKE of GLOSTER, SALISBURY, WARWICK, and CARDINAL BEAUFORT; on the other, QUEEN MARGARET, led in by SUFFOLK; YORK, SOMERSET, BUCKINGHAM, and others, following.
Suffolk. As by your high, imperial majesty,
K. Hen. Suffolk, arise.—Welcome, queen Margaret ;
Q. Mar. Great king of England, and my gracious lord; The mutual conference that my mind hath had By day, by night; waking, and in my dreams; In courtly company, or at my beads, With you mine alder-liefest sovereign, Makes me the bolder to salute my king With ruder terms; such as my wit affords, And over-joy of heart doth minister.
K. Hen. Her sight did ravish; but her grace in speech, Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty, Makes me, from wondering, fall to weeping joys; Such is the fulness of my heart's content. Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love.
All. Long live queen Margaret, England's happiness! Q. Mar. We thank you all.
Flourish. Suff. My lord protector, so it please your grace, Here are the articles of contracted peace, Between our sovereign and the French king Charles, For eighteen months concluded by consent.
Glo. [Reads.] Imprimis, It is agreed between the French king Charles, and William de la Poole, marquess of Suffolk, ambassador for Henry king of England,- that the said Henry shall espouse the lady Margaret, daughter unto Reignier king of Naples, Sicilia, and Jerusalem; and crown her queen of England, ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing. -Item,- That the duchy of Anjou, and the county of Maine, shall be released and delivered to the king her father.
K. Hen. Uncle, how now?
Pardon me, gracious lord;
K. Hen. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.
Win. Item,- It is further agreed between them - that the duchies of Anjou and Maine shall be released and delivered over to the king her father, and she sent over of the king of England's own proper cost and charges, without having dowry. K. Hen. They please us well.- Lord marquess, kneel
down; We here create thee the first duke of Suffolk, And gird thee with the sword. Cousin of York, we here discharge your grace From being regent in the parts of France, Till term of eighteen months be full expired. Thanks, uncle Winchester, Gloster, York, and Buckingham,
Somerset, Salisbury, and Warwick ;
[Exeunt King, Queen, and SUFFOLK.
Car. Nephew, what means this passionate discourse?
Glo. Ay, uncle, we will keep it, if we can;
Sal. Now, by the death of Him that died for all,
These counties were the keys of Normandy :
War. For grief, that they are past recovery;
York. For Suffolk's duke — may he be suffocate,
Glo. A proper jest, and never heard before,
Car. My lord of Gloster, now you grow too hot; It was the pleasure of my lord the king.
Glo. My lord of Winchester, I know your mind;
Car. So, there goes our protector in a rage.
Clapping their hands, and crying with loud voice —
Buck. Why should he then protect our sovereign,
Car. This weighty business will not brook delay;
[Exit. Som. Cousin of Buckingham, though Humphrey's pride, And greatness of his place, be grief to us, Yet let us watch the haughty cardinal : His insolence is more intolerable Than all the princes in the land beside ; If Gloster be displaced, he'll be protector.
Buck. Or thou, or I, Somerset, will be protector. Despite duke Humphrey, or the cardinal.
Exeunt BUCKINGHAM and SOMERSET. Sal. Pride went before, ambition follows him. While these do labor for their own preferment, Behooves it us to labor for the realm. I never saw but Humphrey duke of Gloster Did bear him like a noble gentleman. Oft have I seen the haughty cardinal — More like a soldier, than a man o' the church, As stout, and proud, as he were lord of all, Swear like a ruffian, and demean himself Unlike the ruler of a common-weal.—. Warwick, my son, the comfort of my age! Thy deeds, thy plainness, and thy house-keeping, Hath won the greatest favor of the commons, Excepting none but good duke Humphrey.And, brother York, thy acts in Ireland, In bringing them to civil discipline ; Thy late exploits, done in the heart of France, When thou wert regent for our sovereign, Have made thee feared and honored of the people: Join we together, for the public good; In what we can to bridle and suppress The pride of Suffolk, and the cardinal, With Somerset's and Buckingham's ambition; And, as we may, cherish duke Huinphrey's deeds, While they do tend the profit of the land.