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Elean. Against her will, good King? look to't in time, She'll hamper thee and dandle thee like a baby ; Though in this place most master wears no breeches, She shall not ftrike dame Eleanor unrevenged.

[Exit Eleanor Buck. Lord Cardinal, I'll follow Eleanor, And listen after Humphry, how he proceeds: She's tickled now, her fume can need no spurs'; She'll gallop fast enough to her deftruction.

[Exit Buckingham
Re-enter Dike Humphry.
Glo. Now, Lords, my choler being over-blown
With walking once about the quadrangle,
I come to talk of commonwealth affairs.
As for your spightful false objections,
Prove them, and I lie open to the law.
But God in mercy deal so with my soul,
As I in duty love my King and country!
But to the matter that we have in hand:
I say, my Sovereign, York is meeteit man
To be your regent in the realm of France.

Suf. Before we make election, give me leave
To thew some reason of no little force,
That York is most unmeet of any man.

York. I'll tell thee, Suffolk, why I am unmeet:
First, for I cannot flatter thee in pride ;
Next, if I be appointed for the place,
My Lord of Somerset will keep me here
Without discharge, money or furniture,
Till France be won into the Dauphin's hands.
Last time, I danc'd attendance on his will,
Till Paris was besieg'd, familh'd and loft.

War. That I can witness, and a fouler. fact
Did never traitor in the land commit..

Suf. Peace, head-strong Warwick.

War. Image of pride, why should I hold my peace ?" Enter Horner the Armourer, and his Man Peter, guarded.

Suf. Because here is a man accus'd of treason: Pray God, the. Duke of York excuse himself!


Park. Doth any one accuse York for a traitor ?
K. Henry. What mean't thou, Suffolk? tell me, what

are there? Suf. Please it your Majesty, this is the man, That doth accuse his master of high treason: His words were these ; “ that Richard Duke of York Was rightful heir unto the English crown ; ". And that your Majesty was an usurper.

K. Henry. Say, man; were these thy words?

Arm. An't shall please your Majesty, I never said nor thought any such matter; God is my witness, I am falsy accus'd by the villain.

Peter. By these ten bones, my Lord, he did speak them to me in the garret one night, as we were scow'ring my Lord of York's armour.

York. Base dunghil villain, and mechanical,
I'll have thy head for this thy traitor's speech :
I do beseech your royal Majesty,
Let him have all the rigor of the law.

Arm. Alas, my Lord, hang me, if ever I spake the words. My accuser is my prentice, and when I did correct him for his fault the other day, he did vow upon his knees he would be even with me. I have good witness of this; therefore I beseech your Majesty, do not caft away an honest man for a villain's accu. sation.

K. Henry. Uncle, what shall we say to this in law:

Glo. Třis doom, my Lord, if I may judge:
Let Somerset be regent o'er the French,
Because in York this breeds suspicion.
And let these have a day appointed them
For single combat in convenient place;
For he hath witness of his servant's malice.
This is the law, and this Duke Humphry's doom.

K. Henry. Then be it so: My Lord of Somerset, (4) (4) K. Henry. Then be it fo, &c.] These two lines I have inserted from the old quarto; and, as I think, very necessarily. For, without them, the King has not declar'd his assent to Gleucester's opinion: and the Duke of Somerset is made to thank him for the regeney, before the King has deputed him to it.


We make your Grace regent over the French,

Som. I humbly thank your royal Majesty. Arm. And I accept the combat willingly. Peter. Alas, my Lord, I cannot fight; for God's sake, pity my case; the spight of man prevaileth against me. O Lord have mercy upon me! I shall never be able to fight a blow: O Lord, my heart! Glo. Sirrah, or you must fight, or else be hang'd.

K. Henry. Away with them to prison; and the day of combat shall be the last of the next month. Come, Somerset, we'll see thee fent away. [Flourish. Exeunt.

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SCENE, the Witch's Cave.



Enter Mother Jordan, Hume, Southwel, and Bolingbroke. Hume. Ome, my masters; the Dutchess, I tell you,

expects performance of your promises. Boling. Master Hume, we are therefore provided : will her Ladyship behold and hear our exorcisms?

Hume. Ay, what else ? fear not her courage.

Boling. I have heard her reported to be a woman of an invincible spirit; but it shall be convenient, master Hume, that you be by her aloft, while we be busy below; and so I pray you go in God's name, and leave us. [Exit Hume.) Mother Jordan, be proftrate and grovel on the earth; John Southwel, read you, and let us to our work.

Enter Eleanor, above. Elean. Well said, my masters, and welcome to all : to this geer, the sooner the better.

Boling. Patience, good Lady; wizards know their times: Deep night, dark night, the filent of the night, The time of night when Troy was set on fire, The time, when screech-owls cry, and ban-dogs howl; When spirits walk, and ghosts break up their gravesi That time best fits the work we have in hand. Madam, fit you, and fear not; whom we raise, We will make falt within a hallow'd verge.

(Here [Here they perform the ceremonies, and make the circle ;

Bolingbroke or Southwel reads, Conjuro te, &c.

It thunders and lightens terribly; then the Spirit riseth. Spirit. Adjum.

M. Ford. Afmuth, by the eternal God, whose name And power

thou trembleft at, tell what I alk; For till thou speak, thou shalt

not pafs from hence. Spirit. Ak what thou wilt -- That I had said, and done! Boling. First, of the King: what shall of him become ?

Spirit. The Duke yet lives, that Henry shall depose : But him out-live, and die a violent death.,

[ As the Spirit Speaks, they write the answer. Boling. Tell me, what fates await the Duke of Suffolk ? Spirit. By water shall he die, and take his end. Boling. What shall befal the Duke of Somerset?

Spirit. Let him shun castles,
Safer shall he be on the sandy plains,
Than where castles mounted itand.
Have done, for more I hardly can'endure.

Boling. Descend to darkness, and the burning lake: False fiend, avoid !

[Thunder and lightning. Spirit defcends. Enter the Duke of York, and the Duke of Buckingham,

with their Guard, and break in. York. Lay hands upon these traitors, and their trash: Beldame, I think we watch'd you at an inch. What, Madam, are you there? the King and realm Are deep indebted for this piece of pains; My Lord Protector will, I doubt it not, See you well guerdon'd for these good deserts.

Elean. Not half fo bad as thine to England's King, Injurious Duke, that threat'st where is no cause.

Buck. True, Maiam, none at all: What call you this? Away with them, let them be clap'd up close, And kept apart. You, Madam, shall with us. Stafford, take her to thee. We'll see your trinkets here forth-coming all.

[Exeunt Guards with Jordan, Southwel, &c. York. Lord Buckingham,methinks you watch'd her well;


A pretty plot, well chose to build upon.
Now, pray, my Lord, let's see the devil's writ.
What have we here?

The Duke yet lives, that Henry small depose;
But him out-live, and die a violent death.
Why, this is juft, Aio te Æacida Romanos vincere poffe.
Well, to the rest :
Tell me what fate awaits the Duke of Suffolk ?
By water shall be die, and take his end.
What shall betide the Duke of Somerset?
Let him bun cafles,
Safer shall he be upon the sandy plains,
Than where castles mounted stand.
Come, come, my.

These oracles are hardily attain'd, (5)
And hardly understood.
The King is now in progress tow'rds St. Albans ;
With him, the husband of this lovely Lady:

go these news, as fast as horse can carry them: A forry breakfast for my Lord Protector.

Buck. Your Grace shall give me leave, my Lord of York, To be the post, in hope of his reward.

York. At your pleasure, my good Lord. Who's within there, ho ?

(5) These oracles are hardly attain'd, And hard'y understood.] Not only the lamenefs of the verfification, but the imperfection of the sense too, made me suspect this passage to be corrupt.

The meaning is very poor, as it stands in all the printed copies; but I have formerly, by the addition of a single letter, both help'd the verse and the sentiment. York, seizing the parties and their papers, fays, he'll see the devil's writ; and finding the wizard's answers intricate and ambiguous, he makes this general comment upon such sort of intelligence, as I have refor'd the text:

These oracles are hardily atiain'd,

And hardly understood. i. e. A great risque and hazard is run to obtain them, (viz. going to the devil for them, as 'twas pretended and suppos’d :) and likewise the incurring severe penalties by the statute law against such practices; and yet after these hardy steps taken, the informations are so perplex'd that they ar: hardly to be understood.


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