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Flourish of trumpets: then, hautbays. Enter King Henry,

Duke Humphry, Salisbury, Warwick, and Beauford on the one side : The Queen, Suffolk, Yorky Somerset, and Buckinghain on the other.

SUFFOLK
S by your high imperial Majesty,
I had in charge at my depart for France,

As procurator for your excellence,
To marry Princess Marg‘ret for your grace;

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(1) The second part of K. Henry VI.] This and the third part of K. Henry VI, contain that troublesome period of this Prince's reign, which took in the whole conteniion betwixt the two houses of 101 k and Lancaser: And under that title were these two.plays first acted and publith'd. The present scene opens with K. Henry's marriage, which was in the 23d year of his reign; and closes with the first battle fought at St. Albars, and won by the York faction, in the 333 year of his reign. So that it comprizes the history and transactions: of ten years. There are besides, as I have above hinted, some intermediate incidents crouded in; which tranfgrefs upon the order of

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So in the famous ancient city, Tours,
In presence of the Kings of France and Sicil,
The Dukes of Orleans, Calaber, Bretaigne, Alanson,
Seven Earls, twelve Barons, twenty reverend Bishops,
I have perform'd my talk, and was espous'd:
And humbly now upon my bended knee,
In fight of England and her lordly Peers,
Deliver up my title in the Queen

[Presenting the Queen to the King.
To your most gracious hand; that are the substance
Of that great shadow I did represent :
The happiest gift that ever Marquiss gave,
The faireít Queen that ever King receiv’d.

K. Henry. Suffolk, arise. Welcome, Queen Margaret ; I can express no kinder sign of love, Than this kind kiss. O Lord, that lend'ft me life, Lend me a heart replete with thankfulness! For thou haft giv'n me, in this beauteous face, A world of earthly blessings to my soul; If fympathy of love'unite our thoughts.

6. Mar. Great King of England, and my gracious Lord, The mutual conf'rence 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; fuch as my wit affords, And over-joy of heart doch minister.

K. Henry. Her fight did ravish, but her grace in speech, Her words y-clad with wisdom's majesty, Make me from wond'ring fall to weeping joys, Such is the fulness of my heart's content. Lords, with one cheerful voice welcome my love. All kneel. Long live Queen Marg'ret, England's hap.

piness! Q. Mar. We thank you all.

[Flourish. time. For Eleanor Dutchess of Gloucester's conviction and banishment for sorcery, (which are here introducid) happen'd in the 20th year of K. Henry VI. in the 3d year before his marriage with Queen Margaret.

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Suf. 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 Pole Marquiss 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 crozun her Queen of England, ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing. (2)

Item. That the dutchy of Anjou, and the county of Maine, shall be released and delivered to the King ber fatber.

(Lets fall the papri K. Henry. Uncle, how now?

Glo. Pardon me, gracious Lord ;
Some sudden qualm hath ftruck me to the heart,
And dimm’d mine eyes, that I can read no further.

K. Henry. Uncle of Winchester, I pray, read on.

Win. Item, That the dutchies of Anjou and Maine fall be releafed and delivered to the King her father, and Joe fent over of the King of England's own proper coff and charges, without having any dowry. K.. Henry. They please us well. Lord Marquiss, kneel

you 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
I'th' parts of France, till term of eighteen months
Be full expir'd. Thanks, uncle Winchester,
Glo'ster, York, Buckingham, and Somerset,
Salisbury and Warwick;
We thank you for all this great

favour done, In.entertainment to my princely Queen. Come, let us in, and with all speed provide

(2) Ere the thirteenth of May next ensuing.] This is an error only of our modern impresions. I have set the text right from the joint authorities of the first old quarto, the first and second folio's, and the chronicles both of Hall and Holing pead.

To see her coronation be perform'd.

[Exeunt King, Queen, and Suffolk.

Manent the reft.
Glo. Brave Peers of England, pillars of the state,
To you Duke Humphry must unload his grief,
Your grief, the common grief of all the land.
What did my brother Henry spend his youth,
His valour, coin, and people in the wars?
Did he so often lodge in open field,
In winter's cold, and summer's parching heat,
To conquer France, his true inheritance?
And did my brother Bedford toil his wits
To keep by policy what Henry got ??
Have you yourselves, Somerset, Buckingham,
Brave York, and Salisbury, victorious Warwick,
Receiv'd deep scars in France and Normandy ?
Or hath mine uncle Beauford, and myself, (3)
With all the learned council of the realm,
Studied so long, sat in the council-house,
Early and late, debating to and fro,
How France and Frenchinen might be kept in awe,
And was his Highness in his infancy
Crowned in Paris, in despight of foes?
And shall these labours and these honours die ?
Shall Henry's conqueft, Bedford's vigilance,
Your deeds of war, and all our counsel die !
O Peers of England, shameful is this league,
Fatal this marriage; cancelling your fame,
Blotting your names from books of memory;
Razing the characters of your renown,
Defacing monuments of conquer'd France,
Undoing all, as all had never been.

Car. Nephew, what means this passionate discourse?
This peroration with such circumstances ?
For France, 'tis ours; and we will keep it still.

(3) Or hath mine uncle Bedford---] Here again the indolence of our modern editors is very signal; for within fix lines Gloucester is made to call Bedford both his brother and uncle. I have the warrant of the older books for restoring the true reading here.

Glo. Ay, uncle, we will keep it if we can;
But now it is impoffible we fhould.
Suffolk the new made Duke that rules the roaft,
Hath giv'n the duchy of Anjou and Maine
Unto the poor King Reignier, whose làrge Ayle
Agrees not with the leanness of his purse.

Sal. Now, by the death of him who dy'd for all,
These counties were the keys of Normandy:
But wherefore weeps Warwick, my valiant son ?

War. For grief that they are pait recovery. For were there hope to conquer them again, My sword Mould thed hot blood, mine eyes no tears. Anjou and Maine ! myself did win them both: Those provinces these arms of mine did conquer. And are the cities, that I got with wounds, Delivered up again with peaceful words?

York. For Suffolk's Duke, may he be suffocate, That dims the honour of this warlike isle ! France should have torn and rent my very heart, Before I would have yielded to this league. I never read, but England's Kings have had Large sums of gold, and dowries with their wives : And our King Henry gives away his own, To match with her that brings no vantages.

Glo. A proper jest, and never heard before, That Suffolk should demand a whole fifteenth, For cost and charges in transporting her: She should have itaid in France, and starv'd in France, Before

Car. My Lord of Gloffer, now ye grow too hot: It was the pleasure of my Lord the King.

Glo. My Lord of Winchester, I know your mind, "Tis not my speeches that you do milike, But 'tis my presence that doth trouble you. Rancour will out, proud Prelate; in thy face, I see thy fury: if I longer stay, We shall begin our ancient bickerings. Lordings, farewel; and say, when I am gone, I prophesy'd, France will be lost ere long. [Exit, Car, So, there goes our Protector in a rage :

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