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And in thy fons, fair Nips of fuch a stock.
Then, father Salisbury, kneel we together,
And in this private plot be we the first
That shall salute our rightful Sovereign
With honour of his birth-right to the crown.
Both. Long live our Sovereign Richard, Eng-

land's King!
York. We thank you, Lords: but I am not your

King, 'Till I be crown'd, and that my sword' be stain'd With heart-blood of the house of Lancaster : And that's not suddenly to be perform’d, But with advice and silent secrecy. Do you, as I do, in these dang'rous days, Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's intolence, At Beauford's pride, at Somerset's ambition, At Buckingham, and all the crew of them ; Till they have Inar'd the thepherd of the flock, That virtuous prince, the good Duke Humphry. 'Tis that they feek; and they in seeking that Shall seek their deaths, if York can prophely. Sal. My Lord, here break we off; we know your

mind. War. My heart affures me, that the Earl of War

wick Shall one day make the Duke of York a king.

York. And, Nevill, this I do allure 'myself, Richard shall live to make the Earl of Warwick The greatest man in England, but the King,

[Exeunt.

SC E N E. V.
Changes to a House near Smithfield.
Sound trumpets. Enter King Henry and Nobles

the Duches, Mother Jordan, Southwell, Hume
and Bolingbrook, under guard.
K. Henry. 'Stand forth, Dame Eleanor Cobham,

Glo'tter's wife :
In sight of God and us your guilt is great;
Receive the fentence of the law for lins,

Such as by God's book are adjudg'd to death. - You four from hence to prison back again ;

[7o the other priľners.
From thence unto the place of execution.
The witch in Smithfield shall be burn'd to ashes,
And you three shall be strangled on the gallows.

-You, Madam, for you are more nobly born,
Defpoiled of your honour in your life,
Shail after three days open penance done,
Live in your country here, in banishment,
With Sir John Stanley in the Isle of Man.

Elean. Welcome is exile, welcome were my death,

Glo. The law, thou seelt, hath judg'd thee, I cannot justify whom law condemns.

[Eleanor; (Exeunt Eleanor, and the others, guarded. Mine eyes are full of tears, my heart of grief. Ah, Humphry! this dishonour in thine age, Will bring thy head with forrow to the ground. : I beleech your Majesty, give me leave to go; Sorrow would solace, and my age would eale.

K. Henry..Stay, Humphry Duke of Glo'sfer; ere Give up thy staff; Henry will to himself Protector be, and God shall be my hope, My stay, my guide, and lanthorn to my feet.

in peace, Humphry, no less belov'd Than when thou wert Protector to thy King."

l Mar. I see no reason why a king of years Should be to be.protected like a child: . God and King Henry govern England's realm : Give up your staff, Sir, and the King his realm.

Glo. My staff? here, noble Henry, is my staff; As willingly do I the same resign, As e'er thy father Henry made it mine ; And even as willing at thy feet I leave it, As others would ambitiously receive it. Farewell, good King; when I am dead and gone, May honourable peace attend thy throne.

[Exit Glo'fter. Q. Mar. Why, now is Henry King, and Marg'ret

Queen : And Humphry, Duke of Glo'ster, scarce himself,

thou go,

And go

That bears so shrewd a maim; two pulls at once;
His lady banish'd, and a limb lopt off.
This staff of honour raught, there let it stand,
Where best it fits to be, in Henry's hand.
Suf. Thus droops this lofty pine, and hangs his

sprays;
Thus Eleanor's pride dies in her younger days.

York. Lords, let him go. Please it your Majesty, This is the day appointed for the combat, And ready are th? appellant and defendant, The armourer and his man, to enter the lists, So please your Highness to behold the fight. l Mar. Ay, good my Lord; for purposely there.

fore Left I the court, to see this quarrel try'd. K, Henry. A' God's name, see the lists and all

things fit; Here let them end it, and God guard the right !

York. I never saw a fellow worfe bestead, Or more afraid to fight, than is the appellant, The servant of the armourer, my Lords.

S CE N E VI. Enter at-one door the Armourer, and his Neighbours

drinking to him, so much that he is drunk; and he enters with a drum before him, and his staff with a sand-bag

fastened to it; and at the other. door his Man, with a drum and Sand-bag, and Prentices drinking to him.

i Neigh. Here, neighbour Horner, I drink 10-you in a cup of fack; and fear not, neighbour, you fhall do well enough.

2 Neigh. And here, neighbour, here's a cup of charneco.

3 Neigh. And here's a pot of good double beer, neighbour ; drink, and fear not your man.

As, according to the old laws of duels, knights were to fight with the lance and sword; fo those of inferior rank fought with an ebon staff or battoon, to the farther end of which was fixed a bag crammed hard with fand.' Warburton.

for me,

Arm. Let it come, i' faith, and I'll pledge you all; and a fig for Peter.

i Pren. Here, Peter, I drink to thee, and be not afraid.

2 Pren. Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy ma. ster; fight for the credit of the 'prentices.

Peter. I thank you all; drink, and pray I pray you; for, I think, I have taken my last draught in this world. Here, Robin, if I die, I". give thee my apron; and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer; and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. O Lord, bless me I pray God; for I am never able to deal with my małter, he hath learn d so much fence already.

Sal. Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows. Sirrah, what's thy name? Peter. Peter, forsooth. Şal. Peter? what more. Peter. Thump.

Sal. Thump? Then see thou thump thy master well.

Arm. Masters, I am come hither as it were upon my man's instigation, to prove him a knave, and myself an honest man: and, touching the Duke of York, I will take my death I never meant him any ill, nor the King, nor the Queen; and therefore, Peter, have at thee with a downright blow, as Bevis of Southampton fell upon Ascapart. York. Dispatch. This knave's tongue begins to

double. Sound trumpets; alarum to the combatants.

[They fight, and Peter strikes him down. Arm. Hold, Deter, hold; I confess; I confels treason,

[Dies. York. Take away his weapon : fellow, thank God, and the good wine in thy master's way. Peter. O God, have I overcome mine enemy in

this presence ? Peter, thou hast prevaild in right. K. Henry. Go, take hence that traitor from our

fight, For by his death we do perceive his guilt.

And God in justice haih reveald to us
The truth and innocence of this poor fellow,
Which he had thought to murder wrongfully.
Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward. [Éxeunt.

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Enter Duke Humphry and his Men, in mourning

cloaks. Glo. Thus sometimes hath the brightest dav a And, after summer, evermore succeeds [cloud; The barren winter, with his nipping cold; So cares and joys abound, as sealons fleet. Sirs, what's a clock?

Serv. Ten, my Lord.

Glo. Ten is tne hour that was appointed me To watch the coming of my punish'd Duchess. Unneath may she endure the flinty Itreets, To tread them with her tender-feeling feet, Sweet Nell ill can thy noble mind a-brook The abject people gazing on thy face, With envious looks still laughing at thy shame, That erst did follow thy proud chariot-wheels, When thou didít ride in triumph through the streets. But soft! I think she comes, and I'll prepare My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries. Enter the Duchess in a white Meet, her feet bare,

and a taper burning in her hand, with Sir John Stanley, a Sheriff, and Officers. Serv. So please your Grace, we'll take her from

the sheriff, Glo. No, stir not for your lives. Let her pass by:

Elean. Gome you, my Lord, to see my open shame? Now thou dost penance too. Look how they gaze! See how the giddy multitude do point, And nod their heads, and throw their eyes on theel Ah, Glo'ster, hide thee from their hateful looks; And in thy closet pent up rue my Name, And ban our enemies, both mine and thine.

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