Glo. Now fetch me a stool hither. Now, Sirrah, if you mean to fave your self from whipping, leap me over this ftool, and run away.

Simp. Alas, mafter, I am not able to stand alone: you go about to torture me in vain.

Enter a Beadle with Whips.

Glo. Well, Sir, we must have you find your legs. Sirrah, beadle, whip him till he leap over the same stool. Bead. I will, my lord. Come on, Sirrah, off with your doublet quickly.

Simp. Alas, mafter, what fhall I do? I am not able to ftand.

[After the beadle bath hit him once, he leaps over the fool and runs away; and they follow and cry, A miracle!

K. Henry. O God, feeft thou this, and bear'st so long!
Queen. It made me laugh to fee the villain run.
Glo. Follow the knave, and take this drab away.
Wife. Alas, Sir, we did it for pure need.

Glo. Let them be whipt through every market town,
till they come to Berwick, from whence they came.
[Exit Beadle with the Woman.
Car. Duke Humphry has done a miracle to day.
Suf. True; made the lame to leap, and fly away.
Glo. But you have done more miracles than I;
You made in a day, my lord, whole towns to fly.
Enter Buckingham.

K. Henry. What tidings with our cousin Buckingham? Buck. Such as my heart doth tremble to unfold : A fort of naughty perfons, lewdly bent, Under the countenance and confederacy Of lady Eleanor, the Protector's wife, (The ring-leader and head of all this rout) Have practis'd dangeroufly against your state; Dealing with witches and with conjurers, Whom we have apprehended in the fact, Raifing up wicked Spirits from under ground; Demanding of King Henry's life and death,

And

And other of your Highness' privy-council,
As more at large your Grace fhall understand.

Car. And fo, my lord Protector, by this means Your lady is forth coming, yet at London. This news, I think, hath turn'd your weapon's edge. 'Tis like, my lord, you will not keep your hour. [Afide to Glo'fter. Glo. Ambitious Church-man! leave t'afflict my heart! Sorrow and grief have vanquifh'd all my powers; And vanquish'd as I am, I yield to thee, Or to the meaneft groom.

K. Henry. O God, what mischiefs work the wicked

ones,

Heaping confufion on their own heads thereby.!
Queen. Glofter, fee here the tainture of thy neft,
And look, thy felf be faultlefs, thou wert beft.

Glo. Madam, for my self, to heav'n I do appeal,
How I have lov'd my King and common-weal:
And for my wife, I know not how it stands.
Sorry am I to hear what I have heard;
Noble fhe is; but if the have forgot
Honour and Virtue, and convers'd with fuch
As, like to pitch, defile Nobility;

I banish her my bed and company:

And give her as a prey to law and shame,
That hath dishonour'd Glofter's honeft name.

K. Henry. Well, for this night we will repofe us here To morrow toward London back again,

To look into this business thoroughly.

And call these foul offenders to their anfwers;
And poife the Caufe in Juftice' equal fcales,

Whofe beam ftands fure, whose rightful cause prevails.

Flourish.

Exeunt.

SCENE changes to the Duke of York's Palace.

Enter York, Salisbury, and Warwick.

York: NOW, my good lords of Salisbury and War

Our fimple fupper ended, give me leave,

In this close walk to fatisfy my self: In craving your opinion of my Title, Which is infallible, to England's

Sal. My lord, I long to hear it War. Sweet York, begin; and if t The Nevills are thy fubjects to com York. Then thus:

Edward the Third, my lords, had The firft, Edward the black Prince, The fecond, William of Hatfield; a Lionel Duke of Clarence; next to w Was John of Gaunt, the Duke of L The fifth was Edmond Langley, Duk The fixth, was Thomas of Woodstock, William of Windfor was the seventh a Edward the black Prince dy'd befor And left behind him Richard, his on Who, after Edward the Third's deat Till Henry Bolingbroke, Duke of Lan The eldest fon and heir of John of G Crown'd by the name of Henry the Seiz'd on the realm; depos'd the righ Sent his poor Queen to France from And him to Pomfret; where, as all y Harmlefs King Richard trait'rously w

War. Father, the Duke hath told Thus got the house of Lancafter the C York. Which now they hold by force, For Richard the first fon's heir being d The Iffue of the next fon fhould hav

Sal. But William of Hatfield dy'd w
York. The third fon, Duke of Cla
Line

I claim the Crown, had iffue Philip,
Who married Edmond Mortimer, Earl
Edmond had iffue; Roger Earl of Ma
Roger had iffue, Edmond, Anne, and

Sal. This Edmond, in the reign of As I have read. laid Claim unto the C

Who kept him in captivity, till he dy'd.
But, to the reft-

York. His eldeft fifter, Anne,

My mother, being heir unto the Crown,
Married Richard Earl of Cambridge,
Who was the fon to Edmond Langley,
Edward the Third's fifth fon.-

By her I claim the Kingdom; fhe was heir
To Roger Earl of March, who was the fon
Of Edmond Mortimer, who married Philip,
Sole daughter unto Lionel Duke of Clarence.
So, if the Iffue of the elder fon

Succeed before the younger, I am King.

War. What plain proceeding is more plain than this? Henry doth claim the Crown from John of Gaunt, The fourth fon; York here claims it from the third. Till Lionel's iffue fail, his fhould not reign; It fails not yet, but flourisheth in thee And in thy fons, fair flips 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 Sov'reign Richard, England's King!

York. We thank you, lords: but I am not your King, 'Till I be crown'd; and that my sword be ftain'd With heart-blood of the House of Lancaster: And that's not fuddenly to be perform'd, But with advice and filent fecrecy. Do you, as I do, in thefe dang'rous days, Wink at the Duke of Suffolk's Infolence, At Beauford's Pride, at Somerfet's Ambition, At Buckingham, and all the crew of them; Till they have. fnar'd the fhepherd of the flock, That virtuous Prince, the good Duke Humphry: 'Tis That they feek; and they in seeking That Shall feek their deaths, if York can prophefie. Sal. My lord, here break we off; we know your mind. War. My heart affures me, that the Earl of Warwick

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Shall one day make the Duke of York

York. And, Nevil, this I do affure Richard fhall live to make the Earl The greatest man in England, but the SCENE changes to a Houfe nea Sound Trumpets. Enter King Henry Dutchess, Mother Jordan, Southwel lingbrook, under guard.

K. Henry.

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TAND forth, Dame Glo' fter's wife, In fight of God and us your guilt is g Receive the fentence of the law for Such as by God's Book are adjudg'd You four from hence to prison, back a From thence unto the place of execu The Witch in Smithfield fhall be bur And you three shall be strangled on th You, Madam, for you are more nobl Defpoiled of your honour in your lif Shall after three days open Penance d Live in your country here, in Banishr With Sir John Stanley in the Ifle of

Elean. Welcome is exile, welcome Glo. The law, thou feeft, hath judg I cannot juftifie, whom law condemns. [Exeunt Eleanor, and th Mine eyes are full tears, my heart of Ah, Humphry! this difhonour in thin Will bring thy head with forrow to th I beseech your Majefty, give me leave Sorrow would Solace, and my age wou

K. Henry: Stay Humphry, Duke of G Give up thy ftaff; Henry will to himse Protector be, and God fhall be my ho My stay, my guide, and lanthorn to m And go in peace, Humphry, no lefs be